<?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-33639591</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:54:37.761+08:00</updated><category term='My name :D'/><category term='R.A.N.D.O.M'/><category term='MARSE BARN :D'/><title type='text'>[TYNG]. Prima Ballerina &lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'>The one who loves him and him and him ((:</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4948478937341334256</id><published>2008-09-15T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:15:29.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" href="http://jaime-le-danse.blogspot.com"&gt;My newly created blog ((: &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-4948478937341334256?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4948478937341334256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4948478937341334256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-newly-created-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-8770730777740252205</id><published>2008-09-07T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T22:57:38.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YOZ, GUESS WHOS HERE????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I BET YOU DUN NOE WHO AM I!!! BECUZ THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I AM POSTING HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ON DURIAN'S BLOG!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WELL I'M MANGO!!! BUT I BET YOU DUN NOE WHOS THAT! SO IT S OK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PRETEND I AM SO RETARD ALSO CAN!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;OK CHLOE TOLD ME TO UPDATE HER BLOG BY TYPING SOME NONSCENCE HERE SO HERE I AM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;BTW VISIT MY BLOG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.waterpipesinaction.blogspot.com/"&gt;MANGO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ok i have no idea wat nonscnece to type!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;but chloe has been spammed by LOTS AND LOTS OF HOMEWORK LATELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SO SHES RATHER BUSY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;AND WHEN SHE IS BUSY SHE GETS EMO , WHEN SHE GETS EMO, SHE GETS SCARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WHEN SHE GET SCARY SHE GET MOOD SWING, WHEN SHE GET MOODSWING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHE GETS EVEN SCARIER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and yay!!! I PASSED MY CCA TEST TODAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WOOHOOOO!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OK I HAVNO IDEA WT CRAP LEFT TO TALK COCK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ERM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOOD LUCK TO ALL WITH THEIR EXAMS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND CHLOE YOU GOT TO KNOW HOW TO TAKE THE CHILL PILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND RELAX MAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHEN URS STUCK IN A QUESTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SKIP IT AND DO THOSE YOU KNOW FIRST AND COME BACK LATER ALRIGHTS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm ok i am brainstorming right now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr... ok i am gonna post some crap here which most of you wun underestand&lt;br /&gt;but then becuz if i post on my blog my teachers will like hate me but if post here&lt;br /&gt;they wun know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHARON TAN SUX!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUX SUX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUX SUX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUX SUX&lt;br /&gt; SUX SUX&lt;br /&gt; SUX SUX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUX SUX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUX SUX&lt;br /&gt; SUX SUX&lt;br /&gt; SUX SUX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUX SUX&lt;br /&gt; SUX SUX&lt;br /&gt; STUPID TEACHER GRRRR......!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHTS IM DONE...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok sry to bore everybody but i shall tell everybody about my DREAMS :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;firstly i predict in 10 years time.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;guys will be discriminated and girls will rule over the earth D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it makes sense la.. you see now school, the girls are doing MUCH BETTER THAN GUYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;btw i am a guy myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in 10 years time.... there will be no more house wifes, there will be onli househusbands!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;AND THAT IS MY DREAM OCCUPATION YA KNOW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;soon... babies will take on their mums surname............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mum will be called dad, and dad will be called mum!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bill gates will be come billisha gates,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;george bush will turn into georgia bush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GIRLS WILL RULE THE WORLD!!!! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OK I GUESS IM DONE CRAPPING ENUF OVER HERE ALRD!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SEE YA L8R ALLIGATOR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-8770730777740252205?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8770730777740252205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8770730777740252205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/09/yoz-guess-whos-here-i-bet-you-dun-noe.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-617401170721393402</id><published>2008-09-04T23:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T01:01:36.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Friday, 05 Sept 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;00:41am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Always - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Awesome- &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;RGTT &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My Beautiful -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mirrorrrr (LOL. just kidding!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My Bestfriends-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Wen hui! EuniceGOH! Loanshark Yeo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bitch - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;does not exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bodyguard - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my ponytail =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Boo - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Buddies - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;yeo sui guan, yihui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bunny - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my juniors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Candy - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;is lovelayye B-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Nerd - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;spectacles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Everything - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;FAMILY (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Family - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MY EVERYTHING (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Friend - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;dance floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ghost - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Gradesaver - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;JENnifer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My Buttons -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Granny - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;the BIG angbao :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Twin - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Lin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Hero - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Feng Tian Wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Hug - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my huge bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My Homo - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Idiot - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my blistered toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My Joker -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my brother hoho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Life - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;is a comma ","&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lifesaver - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;yet to encounter one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My Lover - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My Monkey -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my fav word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Partner In Crime - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Lim Yi Hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Playmate - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Princess - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ballet shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Random - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Me Myself and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Retard - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;yeo sui guan (hmm, when was the last time he wasn't......)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Model - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Feng Tian Wei, Shawn Johnson&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Shining Armor - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My dance achievements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sister - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Lin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My Smile -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;brings joy; covers a million of tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Softy - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my five pillows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;My Superstar -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my MUMMIE&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Studybuddy - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;G2 0.5 pens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Teddy Bear - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;which one? loads of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My TroubleMaker - &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Gay - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;NOT APPLICABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Yupp, tell me i am going through the 4th stage of mental distress. sept holidays, are they really hols? so right, sorry but they are hoggrible. i am feeling WHINNY- and highly reactive which can explode any moment. (shall find my best buddy francium.) so i am whinning now. cos i have nowhere else to whinE. unless i whinE at my very nice pillows and talk to the wall, "heyy chloe, how are you feeling today?" dont bother, the answer is: "cant you tell from my face?" homeworks undone. i can proudly tell the whole world that almost 80% of my homeworks are INCOMPLETE. (take note, incomplete.) Maths assignmentsss and revision exercise: blanks to tons of questions. philo FA: blacks to one fallcy. maths circles worksheet: blanks to the pages. right now, i have my RS lit review right in front of me, in front of my keyboard. i intended to do it since 9pm. GREATT. Chloe is the smartest and most efficient gurl on earth, its 12.43am. What has she been doing for the past close to 4 hours on the computer? chatting and blogging and blog-hopping. thanks computer, you did so well. An "A+" for you. the world is spinning round roung round like some nonsense bees. and i feel like smacking all the stupid ants right in front me now. irritating me. argh. sept hols are like some monkey. gahhhhhhhhhh. life is making me crazy with my nonsense life. sometimes i really ask myself, why am i making my life so sad. chloe, you gotta learn to stay positive and look on the bright side of life. can i? you decide. whatever. moody. crappy. roarry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to scream the whole world down.&lt;br /&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/33639591-617401170721393402?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/617401170721393402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/617401170721393402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/09/thursday-04-sept-08-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4898719441686832224</id><published>2008-08-31T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:33:28.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sunday, 31 Aug 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11.36pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Gone through 3 days of confusion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Gone through 3 days, living in self-denial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;How long do i have to lie to myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;How long do i have to speculate, and give a benefit of doubt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;How long do i have to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;pretend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;and pretend everything is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Memories of the past just flash through my mind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;and it hurts to think of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;m every now and then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;How long do i have to stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;from coming in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;How long do i have to stop worrying over this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;just How long do i have to stop lying to myself that everything is going fine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It feels empty. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;everything is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It feels hurt. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my studies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It feels unprotected. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my relationship, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It feels wobbly. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It feels insecure. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;why cant they be smooth-sailing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It feels tired.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;even for just ONCE? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It feels unsure. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;if you have not changed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It feels weak. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i wont be suffering like now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cant you stop freaking hurt me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;It's my heart;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;i wanna treat you as a stranger to me~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-4898719441686832224?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4898719441686832224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4898719441686832224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/08/sunday-31-aug-08-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-2249507700921479883</id><published>2008-08-17T22:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T22:42:05.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg5R6QiqjI/AAAAAAAAAsw/yFScOPodZn8/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg5R6QiqjI/AAAAAAAAAsw/yFScOPodZn8/s320/DSC00091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235497546677398066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Kenneth Tan. THAT'S MY HAND BEHIND B-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sunday, 17 Aug 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10.37pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Just received the photo with Mr. President during PCLR. (: Sorry but i just cant move the above picture down! =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg43oEw2yI/AAAAAAAAAso/EPy1vq6ijGE/s1600-h/President+with+RGS+girls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg43oEw2yI/AAAAAAAAAso/EPy1vq6ijGE/s320/President+with+RGS+girls.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235497095119559458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whole group of us with Mr. President. Hees. I'm right on his left not because i am short ok! =#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg4d0dWN9I/AAAAAAAAAr4/e6UNGmXuWYI/s1600-h/DSC00070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg4d0dWN9I/AAAAAAAAAr4/e6UNGmXuWYI/s320/DSC00070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235496651767298002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Formal 1 shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg4d_60UbI/AAAAAAAAAsA/loafiWNJm2w/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg4d_60UbI/AAAAAAAAAsA/loafiWNJm2w/s320/DSC00071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235496654843695538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Formal 2 with Mr Tan and VIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg4d-cG9MI/AAAAAAAAAsI/nmNUhfV59I0/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg4d-cG9MI/AAAAAAAAAsI/nmNUhfV59I0/s320/DSC00083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235496654446458050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sec 3 batch. First row sitting on VIP seats! (they are so cushioned. the rest nehind are plastic. lols.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg4eHJZq_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Gok0_nPDPIY/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg4eHJZq_I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Gok0_nPDPIY/s320/DSC00084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235496656783911922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh no! We need a DIRECTION! *flabbergasted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg4eSDf0eI/AAAAAAAAAsY/QlH8y2u6CW8/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg4eSDf0eI/AAAAAAAAAsY/QlH8y2u6CW8/s320/DSC00085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235496659711939042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ta-daaaa! Miss Deborah Zhang, ahhhh, our COMPASS. "reserved" hahaaaah. &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/33639591-2249507700921479883?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2249507700921479883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2249507700921479883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/08/mr-kenneth-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SKg5R6QiqjI/AAAAAAAAAsw/yFScOPodZn8/s72-c/DSC00091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-7313823190367009445</id><published>2008-08-15T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:52:46.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Friday, 15 Aug 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11.13pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Specially dedicated for LIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dearest Lin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ever since we met till now, (back-track. errrr end of year during p6) we have indeed, gone through ALOT of ups and downs. Especially for this particular, 2008. This Year, big and major events happened. Sec 3, a tough big jump from sec 2. It is definitely, not an easy job to handle our academics as well as our leadership positions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Semester one had passed. You continued on, despite of a big fall you have never gone through, BRAVELY. As you said, that is your first protective layer, which you are staying strong to study even harder, to achieve the best you can for the rest of your tests. The results of RGTT EXCO elections was out the day right before your waddle capt result. I want to tell you that, i am seriously honestly sad for you. It really gave me a SHOCK for i am in the exco and you are not. BUT, i want to tell you that no matter whether we are in the exco or not, we still remain the SAME forever. I hope me being the capt for rgtt 09 will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; seperate us and distant our sister-relationship. For you, being in Waddle exco ever since last year, had once again ran for Waddle captain for 2009. After a non-successful try last year, you are still DETERMINED, STRONG, AND STAYING CONFIDENT, in spite of the STRONG competitors out there. As one of your campaign member, i am proud of you of having the perserverance to run for Waddle Capt once again, and i told myself that i am going to try my best to help you throughout. I know for sure that this time, having such strong competitiors, it is going to not easy. Yet, you fought your way through this war. Honestly, i was very worried about the outcome/results of Waddle capt election. I was really afraid, really afraid that you will not be able to stand up yet again, like how you did for your first protective layer. I would like to apologise to you that on the result day, i counln't be there watiting for you at the mini-amphitheatre because i was held back on my class matter. For that, by the time i rushed to the mini-amphi, nobody was there. everyone left. i am really sorry i couldnt be there in time. I went home and at night, i couldn't sleep, thinking about the senarios when i see you the next day. I came to your class, giving you a rose, and i hope that had cheered you up, despite the many many many falls you had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want you know that i can be your sister who you can lean on, and cry on. I want you to know that there is SOMEONE at least out there, that cares for you for who you are no matter what happens. I want you to know that i CAN BE the reliable person that you can trust, being your sister for close to 3 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And not to forget, i have always love you as my sister, even though they are some unhappy moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Stay strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Success comes in cans, not cant's."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Author Unknown&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/33639591-7313823190367009445?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7313823190367009445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7313823190367009445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/08/friday-15-aug-08-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-7523761689484950726</id><published>2008-08-11T00:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T00:35:18.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Monday, 11 Aug 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;00:23am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No mood to study OH MY GIDDOS. grrrrr. Save the Chloe. She is going crazy, after locking myself in my room from more that 4 hours, doing maths, maths, and maths. logs, expo, quads. what the crapp. urghh. geog, how to mug??? i am not even sure what are the essential stuffs to study. physics, havent started mugging. chinese, i suck at it so might as well dont think bout it. i am officially going crazy. maths chinese and physics on tuesday. great, here comes my doom day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What's wrong the real Chloe? who usually is very hardworking? who dont usually do last minute revision? who dont usually procrastinate? who usually shut herself from handphone distractions? who had the motivation within myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Alrights. Fine. nobody likes studying. i feel crappy. i am so not going to do well this time round. ok, since when i do well for tests? sometimes i really wonder why cant i be like an average girl studying in rgs, getting GPA of like what, 3.2 al least? i need a brain transplant. why cant scientis/surgeons give me this treatment FOC. seriously, sometimes i wonder why am i even in rgs. i need a life. a happy one at least. life doesnt give my much happiness, everything is so ARGHHH. i feel like slamming my computer. not rambling anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;STUDY CHLOE. YOU HAVE TO STUDY. SHUT YOURSELF AWAY FROM YOUR FREAKING HANDPHONE, BLOG, TV, AND ALL THE NONSENSE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is hell irritating. grrrrr, i am piss. stupid post. wasted my time posting this non-living piece of thing that is so nonsense.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~take me away, i need a year of silence~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-7523761689484950726?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7523761689484950726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7523761689484950726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/08/monday-11-aug-08-0023am-no-mood-to.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-8562003668224930653</id><published>2008-08-08T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T16:11:51.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;08 Aug 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3.44pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;President's Charity Launch Reception&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(PCLR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;WHEE! =DD TODAY'S PCLR went TERRRRRRIFIC! ((: i was assigned to be the VIP usher hehs. so i ushered mr. president nathan up on stage to receive this something dollar cheque thingy. then one of the VIPS said, "whoa, you all rgs got this unique ushering style huh" then he show our actions LOLS. anyway all ushering arew the same actions i thought? hehs. ANYWAY, what's with my hairstyle today. okayye luhh, i know i look abit funny having two pigtails one in front of my shoulder one behind my shoulder, wearing the school's blazer, blouse, tie, cullotes, stockings and court shoes. (i first time wear so formal in my whole entire life ok! =D) but my mummy wants me to tie it to school. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Back to PCLR. at the end of the launch reception, 15 of us (rgs invited chairs) suppose to send Mr. President off. so we stood outside the door forming a line leading to his car. tsk tsk. it was so coincidence i am the last one in the line, so i am suppose to say, "your excellency, may we have the honour of taking a photograph with you please?" (i PRACTICED THIS LINE FOR A HUNDRED TIMES I SWEAR.) then Mr Kenneth Tan come and tease me, ask me say, "your excellency, may i have your wallet please?" HAHAHAHA. "then next thing you know is the police come and find you." hehs. AND THEN, when the real actual thing came, Mr Kenneth Tan's sentence went across my head and i was like shit, ok erase that line from my head. ggrrrrr. EVERYONE SEEMS TO BULLY ME. HMPT. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;OH and. i didnt know i look like a head prefect. xD (ok actually in fact, i dont even look like. like wth. that guy needs to get his eys checked manns.) while we were inviting the all principals with their student leader to the recption area, this guy dont from what school came to me and asked, "are you the president?" then i was like, "huh???" then he repeated his sentence. so i stoned for a second. ORHH. he mean head prefect some sort. -.- so i said er no. LOL. so amusing. and he was like, so random.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;After the whole event, we snapped glam and unglam photos WHOO! as well as MR. KENNETH TAN. TONS OF UNGLAM PHOTOS OF HIM. MUAHHAHAHAA. =DD He was like, so hilarious manns HAHA. He can resign being a teacher and take up a comedy job! haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;anyway, i was told i look like air stewerdess bcos of the hair, blazer and all. Lols. i take that as a compliment, but come on manns, me? being an air-stewardness next time? yeahh, that WAS my career dream last time. but, FAT HOPE. i am too short for it! haha =/ and then mr tan was saying that his friend works in SIA, and interviews ppl who wants to be air-stewardess. well, u wont want to go through THAT KIND of interview manns. the second round is you have to wear your swimming costume to that interview cos you gotta swim after the interview straight away. so that means you have to wear your swimsuit throughput what right. then after the verbal interview and before the swimming test, will have a break and have to mingle arong some sort. so there are look-like-mirrors in the room whereby actually behind them were a panel of judges looking at the interviewees in swimsuit and they wont know. THAT MEANS, they are actually looking at you closely on how you walk, eat and so on WITHOUT U KNOWING. SCARYYYY, brrrrrr. &gt;&lt; hehhhhhs ="DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;HAD LOADS OF FUN! ((: &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/33639591-8562003668224930653?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8562003668224930653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8562003668224930653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/08/08-aug-08-3.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-2041681194239963168</id><published>2008-08-06T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:41:59.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wednesday, 6 Aug 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Term 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Maths PT - DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Biology PT - DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. English Oral - DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Chinese PT - DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Chemistry PT - DONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6. Geography PT - DONE (with effect from tmr 3pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. Social Studies PT - Not done. teacher havent even returned us our drafts. goddamn ss pt. why must it spread over from term 2 to term 4?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Slept at 2am yesterday. So great luhh. At least i had my pillow in class to survive me during recess and lunch. Exhausted after attending President's charity launch reception briefing. Slept on the bus from Bishan int to my house, even though its only 2 bus stops away (my eyes just cant hang on there through the slow-driving-ordeal by the bobo bus driver). Mummy is complaining why i sleep so late. late mehh? ok luhh, a little late. When i sleep at 11pm, she say i sleep so early and no rgs girls sleep so early becasue they all study. so now i sleep at 2am she also complain. Dont know what she wants. Hehs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, blogging is no longer in my weekly routine. Msn is no longer in my daily routine. Stoning is no longer in my hourly routine. PT-ing and mugging is my minute routine. gawd, this is so crazy. I am going mad. (Wenhui my room-mate! why do you need to disppear next week huh? i will be so lonely in Woodbridge manns.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8. Homeworksss - Not done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-2041681194239963168?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2041681194239963168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2041681194239963168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/08/wednesday-6-aug-08-10.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-9132711185286520058</id><published>2008-07-22T17:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T15:12:18.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wednesday, 23 July 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11.59pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A BIG THANKEW TO ALL WHO HAD WISHED ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY TODAY ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thanks Wenhui and Suiguan who called me at midnight and wished my happy birthday through conference =DD, sean, deborah, bryan, ek, chee chin, yi hui, nat, nicole, christopher, chng yan, kevin, swee yan, eunice, jen, edwin, edmund, ruth, stephanie, my brother, and others through sms (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thanks 302 for your birthday song!; sherry for your lovelayye heart cushion from precious thots and the purple handphone chain, who came along with xu han zhen and her AMUSING birthday card and weilin!; Alifya for your prettaye and sparkalyye unique notebook!; Eunice goh for your big pooh cushion and white-orange FBT shorts and the small pink heart chain!; Ek for your greeny plush toy from action city and newbie shirt and hersheys'!; Lin for your cute photoframe!; Yi Hui and Xue Ling for your pencil case from thirty-seven degrees!;my DADDY for your HUGE ANG BAO (ohmyzomg)!; my MUMMY for your gold earrings!; my AUNT for your nicey paris bag!; my GRANDMOTHER for your BIG ANG BAO!; my BROTHER for your yet-to-come-present-while-you-slowly-think-what-&lt;br /&gt;to-get-for-me-in-army-camp-when-you-are-slacking!; andddddd others for your yet-to-come-belated-presents (you know who you are HEHS) xDD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thankew to all my lovelayye friends and family! yupps, i have turned 15 (and i still cant believe it) though i wish i am 13. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-9132711185286520058?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/9132711185286520058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/9132711185286520058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesday-23-july-08-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4295873590161244583</id><published>2008-07-22T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:47:16.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tuesday, 22 July 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5.10pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. The person who last tag you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;LIM YI HUI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Junior, friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;3&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Being there for me whenever i have problems or feeling sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;"I can't imagine you wearing RJC uniform."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. If he/she became your lover, you will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Teach her how to love guys. LOLLLxD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, thing he/she has to improve will be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Duhh, her gender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. If he/she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Tell her that there's no point hating each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;For thinking that i am always so childish. (nahh just kidding =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. The most desire thing you want to do for him/her now is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Hug her and tell her she is the most retarded and spastic junior i have ever met. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Your overall impression of him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;very mature INDEED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Childish and crazee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Being crazee and er outgoing..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. On the contrart, the characters you hate yourself are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;cant control my emotions at times, pretty impatient, emo sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;nobody, i just like being MYSELF. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. For the people that care and like you, say something to them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wished to know how they feel about you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;1) Sean aka Basin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;2) Wenhui aka Toilet Scrub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;3) Sui guan aka Water Pipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;4) Jen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;5) Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;6) Eunice aka GOH-fish, eGOH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;7) Alifya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;8) Chee chin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;9) Sherry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;10) Hanzhen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Who is no.6 having relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;HAHAHAHA. probably someone from st. gabriel's *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Is no.9 a male of female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Female, obviously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Oh my giddos, of course not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Does no.5 and 9 get along well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;yeah, can say quite. senior and junior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Cedar Girls Sec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. Talk something casually about no.1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Hehs. a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; person? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;23.Have you tried developing feelings for no.8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;NO zomg. no offence though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. Where does no.9 live at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;around thomson area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. What colour does no.4 likes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;GREEN ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. Are no.5 and 1 best friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;no, they barely know each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;27. Does no.7 likes 2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I am sure they both are straight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;28. How do you get to know no.2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;INTERESTING B-) she's my P3 classmate. and then after losing contact for 5 yrs, we found each other again! (thru no.3 haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;29. Does no.1 have any pet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;No. dont think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. Will you woo no.3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;nope. how can that be. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;31. Is no.7 the funniest person person in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Quite =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. What is no.10 doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Crabbing away, adding chili sauce to herself. xDD AHAAHHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-4295873590161244583?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4295873590161244583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4295873590161244583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/07/tuesday-22-july-08-5.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-330054127920910467</id><published>2008-07-21T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:27:17.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They were not empty promises, I had believed that i would be able to keep them. It was just that i oso had some problems to solve and could not really pull out any time. I noe i m at fault right now. Please forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Ur one and only. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-330054127920910467?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/330054127920910467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/330054127920910467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/07/they-were-not-empty-promises-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4461626495718232361</id><published>2008-07-14T23:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:50:06.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Monday, 14 July 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11.48pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"LOST"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Name: Chloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Gender: Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Age: 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Height: Around 1.6m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Other Descriptions: Long dark brown hair, wears spectacles, quite fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Last Seen on: 14 July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i feel that those were just empty promises...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;If you found her and wish to adopt, please call/text my number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have cried so hard for the first time, it simply hurts my heart, i wonder when can you stop freaking hurting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-4461626495718232361?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4461626495718232361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4461626495718232361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/07/monday-14-july-08-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-6821594927740297998</id><published>2008-07-09T20:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T20:59:42.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday, 09 July 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8.42pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Just yesterday, my sitting partner turned to me and asked me three words, "Chloe, what's life?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I gave it a hard thought. speaking of which, i have never questioned myself what's life every in my whole entire life. all i asked myself was &lt;em&gt;how's life. &lt;/em&gt;all i have thought to myself was &lt;em&gt;why are you leading such a life. &lt;/em&gt;all i have ever thought to myself was &lt;em&gt;what kind of life you want to go through. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Well, so i just gave her a one word answer, "Experience." and gave her a smile. She smiled as she thought. hehs, a really cute friend. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;How do &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;define life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Until today, i have guaranteed myself that friends come and go. Those who stay with you no matter what happens, whether the whole sky is gonna fall on you or you are about fill your basin with a pool of tears, you know they are really your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;friends.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yupp, its 2008 this year. and now i think i should tell myself to get out of my nutshell ocassionally. Now it's time to behave maturely 90%, and stay childish 10% at appropriate times. I cant always balance on a 0.1mm thick sharp needle, i cant always rely on others when actually i can rely on &lt;em&gt;myself, &lt;/em&gt;i cant always sit and cry for solutions to come. After all, someday, very soon, i have to be really 100% independent, just to survive in this whole world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So chloe, can you promise yourself to do it?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Well, i know i can do it, and i promise.&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/33639591-6821594927740297998?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6821594927740297998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6821594927740297998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesday-09-july-08-8.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-712313096417903552</id><published>2008-07-02T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:45:54.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;03 July 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11.48pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Bottled up nowadays. Emotions a little sensitvie and weirddy. Sighsss. Its alrights, CHLOE CAN GO THROUGH IT. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks hun for being so understanding, as well as your care and concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks pipe for your motivation you gave me and (attempted-)humour.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks sherry for your juniory encouragements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks yitong for your listening ear and advices, encouragements, which had made me realise tons of things in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Thanks to myself for not attempting suicide. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Okay just kidding. i am not that crazy to attempt suicide. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;BEING STRONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-712313096417903552?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/712313096417903552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/712313096417903552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/07/03-july-08-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-7373194589812365042</id><published>2008-07-02T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:17:40.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wednesday, 02 July 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;"Sometimes life gotta hit you in your head with a brick, dont loose faith. i am convinced the only thing that kept me going was i love what i did. You got to find what you love...... Your work fills a large part of your life,  and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work, is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking and dont settle. As it all matters with the heart, you will know when you find it. And like any great relationship, it just gets beter and better as the years roll on. So keep looking, dont settle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;"Your time is limited, so dont waste it living else's life...... And most importantly, the courage to follow your heart and intuition, they somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;~Steve Jobs' 2005 Stanford University Commencement Address~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-7373194589812365042?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7373194589812365042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7373194589812365042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesday-02-july-08-10.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4741195781226386240</id><published>2008-07-01T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T14:36:42.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I noe that it had not been very smooth for u, with all the pts and the hws. But i m here for u =D cheer up and everything will be fine. i know u r busy, i can understand, so u dun haf to worry too much that i think too much  k? Jus try to spare some time for me =) i love u &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-4741195781226386240?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4741195781226386240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4741195781226386240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-noe-that-it-had-not-been-very-smooth.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4728244730185119196</id><published>2008-06-30T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:19:11.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monday, 30 June 08&lt;br /&gt;11.01pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Havent been posting for a great long time. Partly beacause i am a lil' free to post for while, and partly because my golly friend wen hui kept bugging me to post, so i finally (yes, &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;finally&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) posted. (: okaye, my blog page is kind of funny and weird. hack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week flew past. choked up. drained out. crashed. Nothing could be worst than that week. Finishing homeworks, growing grey hairs about my upcoming projects deadlines.... great. everything due on week 3, which is next week. the best thing that can ever happen to me is i just caught a flu bug last friday. thanks a lot. it had so helped me. and now, my voice sounds so phony. gross, and sucks. PMS nowadyas, pardon me for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems right. for a moment, i thought everything is going smooth and fine. not until today. not until today, when i got a little time off and found out that things werent very right. but, on the other hand, i know things &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;wont&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; be going alright. maybe its just that i am trying to hide away from the fact, or trying to hide the truth which is happening. its either i am thinking too much and i have to whack my brain hard, or well, maybe its &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;true.&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it's me, i know, who is partly the cause of this happening. but, i really dont wish this to be stretched and extended.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i give up. if i am going to leave my fingers on my keyboard, i probably can forget about finishing up on my homeworks and get at least a few hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;grouchy.&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/33639591-4728244730185119196?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4728244730185119196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4728244730185119196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/06/monday-30-june-08-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-6741707034473626267</id><published>2008-06-11T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T15:14:39.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday, 11 June 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2.59pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I log on blogger.com and i froze at the "username(email)" section. okayye, i froze for like FIVE seconds, cos i forgot my username! LOLs. HEHS. long time no blogg luhh. xD anyway, there's something &lt;em&gt;really wrong &lt;/em&gt;to my blog thing thing. this create post section is funnaye. dont know how come got double spacing inbetween. bleahx. okayye nvm, shall ignoreeeee it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Many things happened, funnaye things. but i am kind of lazy to post! =DD hmm. Last sunday went out Jen, Ming de and chee chin to celebrate Jen's early birthday (21 june)! OH MY ZOMG. it was so funn and hilarious. HAHAHAH. so amusing manns. Before that, me and ming de were betting if what Jen is going to wear. HAHA. i bet Jen is gonna wear shirt and &lt;strong&gt;shorts&lt;/strong&gt;. Ming de bet Jen is gonna wear shirt and &lt;strong&gt;jeans&lt;/strong&gt;. end up i WIN (duhh. ((: hahahahhaa) i know Jen for how many more times than you luhh. xD anyway, for more details go mingde's blog, lazy to post more xD sorraye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MODAY. the best thing ever. my house electric short circuit. so funnaye. from 6 to 8pm. that time me and my mommy cooking somemore, cos she boil water using the small instant boiler. then when pluck out the plug thing suddenly fire spark off. WHOA. i got stunned and my open waas like open as big as a saucer! LOL. i thought it waas going to be on fire for a moment can. after a few seconds have one small explosion - POP! scarraye. =/ so end up have to steam rice, cant cook the rice using the rice cooker. so the whole house became to dark. i went to my neighbour's house to watch the 7pm channel U show HAHA. after that i came back my house WHOAAAAAA manns. so pro. we move our mahjong table to our door there, then use the corridor light to eat dinner! hahaaaa. so amusing. so some of our neighbours walked passed our house think our family abit crazee hahaha. =D anyway quite funn eh! hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;toodles! CHLOEEEEEEE ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-6741707034473626267?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6741707034473626267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6741707034473626267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/06/wednesday-11-june-08-2.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4113006055985972764</id><published>2008-05-27T23:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:51:39.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Tuesday, 27 May 08&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;11.39pm&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;Finally have the time to blog. I have kind of realised that for the past few weeks i dont really have much time to do blog-hopping or even take a look at my own blog. Maybe just lazy, didnt bother to, or really no time. but i guess this june hols i am really busy. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;Not satisfied with my grades, well, maybe i always dont. Anyway, i promised myself to set aside some time during the hols do catch up what i am weak on, and not let my days pass by doing useless stuffs. Training today was quite fun, with people like LIM YI HUI around, not funny then is abnormal lor. xD anyway, but when coach trained me, i felt kind of sad and depressed, because i have realised that my skills went down the hill like, hell. Cant even "la" properly, "cuo" also keep going into the net. ARGH. got frustrated with my skills. anyway, i have learnt to take things easy sometimes, especially when it is just a tiny weeny stuff. get ovet it and all, it takes more muscles to frown then to smile. (: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;font color="#330033"&gt;Looking back on the posts ever since the start of this year and reflecting back on myself, i felt that well, i have grown kind abit in person. (heh hehs, self-encouragement eh?) I have learnt to be strong and get up once again when i fall, know how to handle situations, know when to cry, and when to laugh. Life thorugh sec 3 isnt easy, i have certainly convinced myself that the beginning of the first term. and now, its closing to term 3. two terms just passed like that without much knowing, and i felt that much can be done to improve the overall person of myself. well, sometimes i just have to learn how to manage ceratain stuffs and sacrifice certain stuffs. (:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#cc9933"&gt;i am going to make myself stonger, and make it through. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-4113006055985972764?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4113006055985972764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4113006055985972764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/05/tuesday-27-may-08-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-8692137463182886308</id><published>2008-05-13T22:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T19:24:40.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MARSE BARN :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I hate my grades&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;I will study with you to improve ur grades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I hate my handphone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;I am willing to lend my handphone to use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I hate my computer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;I am willing to share my computer with u and u can use it whenever u wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;I hate my bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;I can give u my bed to slp on; while i sleep on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I hate my pillow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;I can give u my pillow; while i use my hands as pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I hate my bolster&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;I can give u my bolster; i am able to sleep w/o the use of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I hate life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;I shall pave a new life for u; Trust me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I hate school&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;I shall try to make ur workload from school lighter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I hate moodswings&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;I will help u overcome ur moodswings and u will be HAPPY FOREVER =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I hate EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;I will change EVERYTHING to allow u to love them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;I figured out that the whole world hates me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,255)"&gt;The whole world loves u including me &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/33639591-8692137463182886308?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8692137463182886308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8692137463182886308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-hate-my-grades-i-will-study-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-3107775379444562285</id><published>2008-05-13T15:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T16:18:48.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Tuesday, 13 May&lt;br /&gt;3.55pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yesterday is crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Couldnt fall asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Laid on my bed like an idiot for more that one hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today suck big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Got back four subjects,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Physics suck; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;English suckier;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Chem suckiest;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SS none better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate my grades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate my handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate my computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate my pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate my bolster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate moodswings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I figured out that the whole world hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I am moody, messy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I get restless, and it's senseless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;How you never seem to  care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;When I'm angry, you listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;When youre happy, it's a mission&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;And  you wont stop 'til I'm there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Fall... Sometimes I fall so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Well, I  hit that bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Crash, you're all I have&lt;br /&gt;- Ashlee Simpson-&lt;br /&gt;PIECES OF ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-3107775379444562285?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/3107775379444562285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/3107775379444562285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/05/tuesday-13-may-08-3.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-5222318747306825693</id><published>2008-05-08T17:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T17:47:28.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Thursday, 08 May 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;5.14pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sorry for not blogging for quite a whole. been studying for MYAs and so, for the past weeks i didnt feel like touching the computer, or rather going into blogs or msn. cos i feel that they are somewhat time-wasting once i get hooked on them. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;MYAs are not-very-ok in the beggining, but it gets (a little) "ok" after that. chem sucks. cos it feels like a killer paper. more than half of the time i dont know what the hell are the questions talking bout and what they want. and i left the last two pages almost blank, which worth dont how many marks, dont bother. i manage to finish social studies paper, something is wrong. geog was crap, cos i got tricked by essay question. english was ok. physics was ok. higher chinese was ok. bio not very ok, cos i stared at the very first question of MCQ for at least 2 minutes. i fifnished maths, something is wrong too. (which means i will have tons of careless mistakes.) overall, i am already feeling positive, thats what i think. hehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i had my last paper. hui waited for me outside my classroom (you think she so nice?) and when i came out, i found my bag missing. (now you know why she acted nice). then i shot a look at hui and she started smiling. idiot one xD but i not as dumb can, within the next second i know where is it. (stupid hui, dont know how to hide things xD) then we scared no time, so immedately chiong to bus stop. end up waited for stupid 190 for 20 minutes, then gave up. we took 132 and walked to wisma. as expected, wisma wasnt open yet. so we talk talk talk, walk walk walk, like for 15 minuites around inside wisma. LOL. end up settled at starbucks cafe and talk talk talk, laugh laugh laugh super funny. then i told hui that the guy behind looks like death note the "light" lol. really look like, the hair and face shape. hahaha. quite amusing. ohh then i keep asking her if she wants any drink, then she say, "aiya its okay lah. i know you very eager to treat me." then i was like thinking oh no, that means later she confirm use up my money like nobody's business. hahaa. BUT THEN. i realised that LIM YI HUI is SO HARD TO BE PLEASED, until we walked thorugh half of orchard road already NOTHING can satisfy her. i bring to all kinds of shops, end up &lt;strong&gt;I was the one &lt;/strong&gt;who was looking at stuffs. whoa i tell you ah, advice to ppl, whoever go out with hui to buy her stuffs, must be REALLY PATIENT manns. =D wanted to buy her wallet, budden haiqing alr bought her. bring her to world of sports to buy sports bottle, she already have. HAIYA. do ma fan lor! also cannot buy shirts or skirts for you, or pencil case or wallet ARGH. hahahhaa. then end up hui want me to PARAGON with her. (you see, is SHE want to go one okay. not me. i not so rich.) i asked her go there for what, she say, "walk walk lah." as if i brought 1000 bucks for to spend on prada like that. hahahaha. so we walk walk walk, talk talk talk until go toys'r'us. hui was like, "you see all these barbie dolls right? young that time normally we girls buy this kind of stuffs, but then i buy these." then she point to the beach balls and water guns. haha. then we walked though toys'r'us and came to the baby section. i point to the baby cots and prams say, "yi hui, nah, i buy this for you. for your future." haha! then idiot yi hui say what buy for me more realistic..... almost bashed her up. anyway, when we almost finished walking through toys'r'us, we say what sherilyn tan always wear the watch! heh heh hehs!!! you(3) da(4) shou(1) huo(4) eh! =D the thin thin sports watch around the wrist. (okayy like duh, i know its on the wrist. what i mean is like that kind of errr, super thin kind?) then we were like WHOA, so many. haha. one whole chunk down there with loads of colours. we searched thorugh for the same colou (for like 15 minutes?!) so that we can wear for training and show off to sherilyn. :P haha not really though, same ones then very cool. =D hahaha. one is quite cheap. i feel like buying MOREEEE!!!! hahaha. anyway, shopping with hui was fun haha! ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;after that i went toa payoh library and study with &lt;strong&gt;BASIN&lt;/strong&gt; xDD HAHAHAHAHA. i brought my homweworks there to do, but then end up got so bored until i went to borrow a book and read. nice book though (: but then we so cool! wore like the same dress code. LOL. we wore jeans, black and white top hahaaha. then in the library we wore the similar jackets, same style (striped hoodie! ((: ) but different colour only. xD hee hees. after that went to popular, bought SO MANY pen refills until it cost over TEN bucks???? hahahaha. anyway it was quite funny in the library, (quite suay, met so many ppl haha.) then keep laughing in the library while doodling on each others paper. xDD LOLS! whee!! ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;went back home after that. mummy wants me to cook dinner cos she claims that MYAs over, i shall take over her to cook. ....... hate slicing small onoins i swear. slice unit the acid come out and yeah, will make to "cry". tears will come out one. haha. then i put 2 tablespoon of oil to fry the onions, my mum claims that i put too little, less that 2 tablespoon, (but actually i did put TWO tablespoon) end up she pour like 3 tablespoon?!? haha ok anyway its vegetable oil, healthier though. after dinner my mum ask me to make fruits. after make fruits for everyone, want to to make honey. goodness, now i dont really look forward towards end of exams! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Woke up at 6am to wake my brother up cos he gotta go back to his camp by 7 something. (had a night out from army yesterday night.) then made hot chocolate for him, but couldnt find any bread to make his breakfast.. &gt;&lt;&gt; so he said its ok he will eat breakfast in camp. then he said thanks and ask me go back to sleep. wanted to stay up a little and see him step out of house then go back sleep, budden waas feeling extra tired (played the whole day outside on wed and slept and 1am while waiting for my brother to return home) so i went back to sleep. woke up at 12am today haha, cos no school. maths paper for RA students. ate bee hoon for breakfast and fried egg with cheese and ham for me and my mummy, OOOOHHH DELICIOUS! ((: hee hees. after that cos my mummy cooking lei(2) cha(2) for dinner (hakka traditional food, SEVEN types of vegetables plus rice), so i have to help my mummy to cut the vege. then end up she took a afternoon nap while i was cutting all SEVEN vegetables. but in the living room HAHA, cos got aircon. =D so didnt feel that hot if its in the kitchen. hehs. cut for like TWO hours? oh my goodie, i swear i am not going to become a kitchen slicer (sounds like &lt;strong&gt;chicken slicer &lt;/strong&gt;haha!) next time when i grow up! =D especially chopping long beans. spare me from that. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;after finally FINISHED with the the vege, i watched the recorded programmes my mummy recorded for me while i was studying for MYAs. then checked inet and realised have to report to school at 7.55am just to clean up classroom......... (i mean like hello, tmr is our marking day!) ok nvm. shant complain. (: and then i realised that my blog was so dead, so here i am, blogging. ((: --- but towards the end already. HAHA. so yepp, shall end here for now, its 6am. and my mummy wants me to watch Da Chang Jin. (honestly, i dont feel good watching tv.........) alrights, cya bloggie ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&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/33639591-5222318747306825693?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5222318747306825693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5222318747306825693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/05/thursday-08-may-08-5.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-303823575355076936</id><published>2008-04-28T23:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:18:08.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monday, 28 April 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11.09pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okayy, i shouldnt have seen that. i felt like i have just bitten a bittergourd, being hit upon, and eventually grew green horns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i condemn computer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;friendsters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;facebooks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;blogs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Alrights, let bygones be bygones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; sometimes it couldnt just get lost out of my mind.and i swear i hate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ohh whateverr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-303823575355076936?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/303823575355076936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/303823575355076936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/04/monday-28-april-08-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-1472171933966651981</id><published>2008-04-24T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T18:38:58.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;24 April 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5.55pm (omg nice timing eh? xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and yupps, here's RGTT winning our glory title for bdiv AND cdiv. bdiv finals was truely exciting and meaningful to everyone for us. we fought hard, cheered hard, and screamed hard. though RG brought little supporters as compared to cedar, and though we didnt manage to really stomp the whole sports hall down, but in our hearts,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;had once again, showed every single one in tp sports hall yesterday &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT RGTT IS MADE UP OF&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; ((: (&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; 4 letters : R-G-T-T......) but &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAMPIONS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i would like to thank cdiv for giving us bdiv such wonderful gifts and presents like baking two VERRY DELICIOUSSS cupcake (zomg, i almost drooled xD) for all of us, plus all of your notes of encouragement in a pretty nice shiny bluey box (although i know you all bought it from Daiso...)yeah! thank you cdiv! ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and of course, everyone in RGTT had played a part in one way of another. its especially heart-warming to see every member of RGTT, screaming at the top of our lungs, cheering on for the respective player on court, fighting hard for RGTT and herself. ok sorry, digress abit. OMG MANNS YOU KNOW RJ ACTUALLY GOT A MASCOT THERE??!?!?!!! and the mascot is SO DARN CUTE!! hahahahhaa :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ok back track. thank you ah lim yi hui, write notes to senior is for you to encourage us, not for you to say me "stupid senior", quoted exactly from the note you wrote to me. HMPT. fine lor. dont give you birthday present already. xD ohh and yesterday, weilin was so cute, bouncy like a tiger for certain balls that we won. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;anyway, yupps, yesterday was a truly sweet and memorable day, whereby some parts i went crazy with lilin, jumping retardedly with lilin, "fighting" with yi hui all the time (i swear), smacking gao ang's butt cos she smacked mine, suaning jing jing for being too tall while standing beside me, tickling chng yan's ear while she was sleeping on the bus, and lots more. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;there are simply too many things here to express on RGTT. wells, whatever it is, i shall just make it short into 3 words. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I LOVE U RGTT! &lt;333!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(ok thats four words. fine.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-1472171933966651981?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/1472171933966651981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/1472171933966651981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/04/24-april-08-5.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-2087931685483494057</id><published>2008-04-16T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:52:26.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday, 16 April 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9.41pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sunny side-up and sunny side-down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I dont know whats wrong with me these few days. i mean like, when i am high, i am REALLY high. and then after a few moments, my high-ness doesnt last long. it dies and then all of the sudden my mood would change. i dont know. shrugs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Many things are racing through my minds. complicated and tough. Till its quite hard to get rid of. it seems are a helix to me, inter-twining together, and lots of multiples of it. the helix simply symbolises the complicated freaking matters which are i-totally-dont-know-why-am-i-thinking-about-it kind of things. it doesnt make sense, and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;dont make sense too (if you realise). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;You kind of feel worried about it, and then you will tell yourself you rather not know, so it wont keep disturbing you till your brain overworked and just die. and too, you rather not see it. but maybe because it is unusual, or maybe because i am just paranoid. i dont know why am i thinking about so many complicated things nowadays. maybe i am just scared that it will be like an empty bottle, half filled with stars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I feel like a total idiot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Someone, please bang my head against the wall.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-frustrated-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-2087931685483494057?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2087931685483494057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2087931685483494057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/04/wednesday-16-april-08-9.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4427863716221984458</id><published>2008-04-16T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T19:03:12.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday, 16 April 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6.45pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Ooops. realised havent been blogging. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;School is pretty much so-not-looking-forward-to nowadays. sometimes i just dread dragging myself up from bed and go to school. and moodswings are just killing me. but glad its decreasing now. pretty much happened nowadays/weeks. finals next wednesday. F.A.M meeting started and this year's theme is "Masquerade" ^.^ and i am in the pageant committee hees. :D wanted to be part of the comm who is in charge of getting rid of GATE-CRASHERS. but ohh wells, maybe i dont think i have that kind of personality who can chase them away. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ok, it alrights if you dont understand what the hell i am saying above. rambling away. anyway, MYAs are like starting NEXT WEEK friday. gawd. like errrr ok, havent really &lt;em&gt;start&lt;/em&gt; my overall revision...... and thats bad. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;cant think of anything else to post up here right now. having mental-block. eat too much chocolates. (i finished one whole tube of toblerone, can you believe that?????!?!??!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i need sleep. have been sleeping at least after 1.30am every night. we should have 26 hours a day. or maybe, MORE. actually, i found out that the lesser sleep we get, the more stress we feel. ok lahh, i mean, everybody feels stress anyway. who doesnt feel stress manns. maybe there is, then i will definitely need to consult that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yes wen hui, i know you are dying to see me, so am i :D come down to toa payoh stadium next wendesay to support cedar finals, then you can see me, although i am suppose to be your rival school. HEHS xD (if you still dont get it, cedar is playing against rg for finals ;D) SO PLEASE COME DOWN ok scrub! ((:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"mamapusamy" xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-4427863716221984458?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4427863716221984458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4427863716221984458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/04/wednesday-16-april-08-6.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-9202251275377096621</id><published>2008-04-08T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:50:17.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MARSE BARN :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Tuesday, 8 April 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;10.44pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Dun give up k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I m here to support u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will never let u go down in depression, I will hug u tight in my arms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When u fall down, i will stretch out my hands and pull u back up again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will never let u experience any bitter when u are wif me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will make u &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HIGH&lt;/span&gt; whenever u are wif me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will give u sweet and nice ever-lasting moments and memories that u will never be able to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will show u that u can &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt; trust me and be able to rely on me on anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My love for u is everlasting, it will never stop. I will love, care and concern for u for my life. Believe in me my lao po darling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I LOVE U ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-9202251275377096621?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/9202251275377096621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/9202251275377096621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/04/tuesday-8-april-2008-10.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-1874219144711293011</id><published>2008-04-06T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T00:18:35.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday, 6 April 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;00.13am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sorry people, but i have to back track for a moment, cos i found something INTERESTING, adapted from MR. ISMAIL's blog dated on 19 march:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3) Play rehearsal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha, the last one was yesterday. Dam funny.All sorts of things lahh. wad i tio block from going toilet.I need to do my yellow fountain and you ppl block me from heading over to the gents. Oh dear x.x Me and chloe suanning each other. Wait. Its she suan me, mean hor? I mean... who would want to suan this nice person? Hehehe *nice* person xD Then laugh laugh at various....Odd stuff done by the other Actors. Hahahha, bad lahh ppl. But after all no offence mah. =) And... Tada. I was early. Well, a little late for the original plan.I exited the wrong side of the Orchard MRT.Then end up wad walk here walk there.Reached her place like round 2. Caught Chloe studying cos she was "bored". Woah, never thought of studying to cure boredom. Well, maybe I'll try, maybe can get more As xD You see, original plan have lunch wit her...but nopes. By the time i got there I had half an appetite,and was just thirsty xD Changed out, And one of the play instructors said I looked different. At first I didn't know what he was talking about.Then OHH. Maybe cos I shaved .______.Yes. I've shaved. AGAIN. .______________.Hahaha, then alot of other funny business. INCLUDING TALKING ABT GIRLS'...err...err...err...Pads. I know, it was pretty sick.The debate between Kotex and whisper xD Haha, I still rmb..Chloe, everytime you don' talk. You emo. Hahaha, I see ppl emoing too much xDD Then she cheeky cheeky scan Nabil's messages.Mean =PHahaha, Laughter one whole day.It was a cool rehearsal.Then went home,Orchard MRT to Simei. Haha, noticed my Sch pants had a slit at the side.Like a cheongsam liddat. Omg x.x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you see, this is mr. ismail, talking behind people's back. most of the content about &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;. look who is the meanie. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-1874219144711293011?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/1874219144711293011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/1874219144711293011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunday-6-april-08-00.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-7301686617443573149</id><published>2008-04-05T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:42:45.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friday, 4 April 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12.08am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes, i really wonder, the reason for me being born into this world, experiencing so many things and happenings around me surrounded by family, friends and all. exploring many stuffs that i have never experienced before, going through so many ups and downs, just like waves. Seeing and getting to know so many different kind of people, nice, weird, funny, sweet, and etc. getting the chance to experience ceratin tastes of sweet and bitterness. exposing myself to loads of activities in my life. Getting to enjoy memorable and ever-lasting moments and memories, that i certainly dont wish to forget. Sometimes when we tumble and fall, we just have to get up once again by oursevles and be strong, because the only person you can trust most in this world is your yourself. When you're alone, with nobody around you out there to give you the love and support, you just have to rely on yourself. Going through the bitterness of cry and the joy of laughter is inevitable in life. whether you like it or not, you never know whats gonna happen next. sometimes, small things can emerge into BIG things, causing you to freak out and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my brain is probably haywired or something. i dont know. maybe i am thinking too complicated. life is really complicated. life goes on with you, and you have to go on with life. ohh wells. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Song: Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-7301686617443573149?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7301686617443573149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7301686617443573149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/04/friday-4-april-08-12.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-5515292298268880888</id><published>2008-04-02T19:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T19:37:33.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MARSE BARN :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;BOO!!! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;did u all got scared by my scare? lolz, thats lame xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;2dae chloe had early release frm sku and went to entertainment's mac till ard 3 i tink and she went home :D mingde had eye pain n didnt went to sku. But he still went for trg. I juz reached home and now i helping u post le :D c i so gud XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Trg was normal lah. I trained wif daryl at 1st. then changed to lingyue then finally rest!! so tired sia, legs gona break soon &gt;&lt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i missed u too,i love u lao po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-5515292298268880888?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5515292298268880888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5515292298268880888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/04/boo-did-u-all-got-scared-by-my-scare.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-6144025616523554251</id><published>2008-03-29T17:54:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:03:44.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Saturday, 29 March 08&lt;br /&gt;5.54pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;25 march! actual day of MOE Minister Farewell performance @ Shangri-La Hotel ((:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;While me, nabil, ismail and rohit were waiting for a taxi to shangri-la hotel outside wisma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4SwnM-rGI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Mlh4NR7Y2Og/s1600-h/DSCF0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183100847516462178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4SwnM-rGI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Mlh4NR7Y2Og/s320/DSCF0426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Nabil smiling at something.... Dont know what is he smiling at though haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4SwnM-rHI/AAAAAAAAAQw/olC6zGA8WoI/s1600-h/DSCF0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183100847516462194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4SwnM-rHI/AAAAAAAAAQw/olC6zGA8WoI/s320/DSCF0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is Rohit. The forever-laughing chap. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4SxHM-rII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yAwU2s2eFu8/s1600-h/DSCF0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183100856106396802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4SxHM-rII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/yAwU2s2eFu8/s320/DSCF0429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is ISMAIL. the poser xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4SxXM-rJI/AAAAAAAAARA/gLI4MITHU60/s1600-h/DSCF0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4SyXM-rKI/AAAAAAAAARI/iqzUwZ2nWMM/s1600-h/DSCF0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183100877581233314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4SyXM-rKI/AAAAAAAAARI/iqzUwZ2nWMM/s320/DSCF0432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here you see, one of the reason of being named "Poser" :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the holding room...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183101766639463602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4TmHM-rLI/AAAAAAAAARQ/39CNqxNQL6U/s320/DSCF0433.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Here is Nicole (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183101775229398226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4TmnM-rNI/AAAAAAAAARg/0vjDqcM8oCE/s320/DSCF0439.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183101779524365538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4Tm3M-rOI/AAAAAAAAARo/rTiWNELXBxM/s320/DSCF0440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Primary school kids dancers ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183101779524365554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4Tm3M-rPI/AAAAAAAAARw/ZaXOyElR_FA/s320/DSCF0442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183103016474946818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4Uu3M-rQI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Ckgj8gF5ZyY/s320/DSCF0443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183103780979125586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4VbXM-rVI/AAAAAAAAASg/5yVYVqwWl6w/s320/DSCF0445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Above and below, Ismail posing, AGAIN. xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183103029359848738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4UvnM-rSI/AAAAAAAAASI/1K53uII-VvM/s320/DSCF0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183103029359848754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4UvnM-rTI/AAAAAAAAASQ/LA9NgIjZyhQ/s320/DSCF0448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One of Nabil's unglam shots :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183103033654816066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4Uv3M-rUI/AAAAAAAAASY/RuoIpOLS5kk/s320/DSCF0452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sylvia, trying to cut away the strip on her school shoe!!! hahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183135933104303474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4yq3M-rXI/AAAAAAAAASw/aR0XnQUsOaA/s320/DSCF0456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183135937399270786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4yrHM-rYI/AAAAAAAAAS4/PuGIkOwUenw/s320/DSCF0458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nabil's Action 1 and 2. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183135945989205394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4yrnM-rZI/AAAAAAAAATA/JnZGo1k2pq0/s320/DSCF0459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183135950284172706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4yr3M-raI/AAAAAAAAATI/_OCr05FutqU/s320/DSCF0460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sylvia!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;During dinner in the holding room...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183136890882010562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4zinM-rcI/AAAAAAAAATY/IYMRHhWprg4/s320/DSCF0463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nicole trying to be the center of attraction :D haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183136895176977874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4zi3M-rdI/AAAAAAAAATg/B4s_qyFHtm4/s320/DSCF0464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183136903766912482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4zjXM-reI/AAAAAAAAATo/eviApjnulGU/s320/DSCF0465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yupps, this is what nicole's best at. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183140326855847426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-42qnM-rgI/AAAAAAAAAT4/SUBmoD_InAU/s320/DSCF0468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nicole's younger brother, Daryl, a reserve actor. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183140331150814738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-42q3M-rhI/AAAAAAAAAUA/F-tRDHgAdAY/s320/DSCF0469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;stupid Ismail trying to STARE at random people xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183140335445782050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-42rHM-riI/AAAAAAAAAUI/q6K_hc7M6c4/s320/DSCF0471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183140344035716674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-42rnM-rkI/AAAAAAAAAUY/H4PKbPby37o/s320/DSCF0479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i dont like my make-up &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183142504404266578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-44pXM-rlI/AAAAAAAAAUg/5vAOnupKUGg/s320/DSCF0480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nicole's scorpion plaits, so pretty! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183142512994201186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-44p3M-rmI/AAAAAAAAAUo/GWT5Z7kP4oU/s320/DSCF0481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Putting on make-up, ahahahaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183142521584135810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-44qXM-roI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ik1YCwf3bXM/s320/DSCF0488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ismail, trying to act "PRETTY" ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183142517289168498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-44qHM-rnI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qkVgWVUOsVA/s320/DSCF0487.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i was trying to refrain Nabil from drinking water just before going on stage. in case he last minute need to pee again. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183142525879103122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-44qnM-rpI/AAAAAAAAAVA/wLdykqguMYs/s320/DSCF0491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183144849456410274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-46x3M-rqI/AAAAAAAAAVI/YOOOFfHSfqc/s320/DSCF0492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Group photo! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183144879521181362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-46znM-rrI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/AsjEnCzLGaA/s320/DSCF0493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAHAHA. Nicole was trying to kick goutham (dont know how to spell his name &gt;&lt;) away, not wanting him to appear in the photo! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183144879521181378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-46znM-rsI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ceZsYLrROx0/s320/DSCF0495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Whee (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183144896701050578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-460nM-rtI/AAAAAAAAAVg/76O9XW51M-Y/s320/DSCF0496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Daryl's spiked hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183144896701050594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-460nM-ruI/AAAAAAAAAVo/cBkTaAUa-N8/s320/DSCF0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hahaaha Ismail putting on make up. so unglam xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183146430004375298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-48N3M-rwI/AAAAAAAAAV4/OSmLdNXDtOY/s320/DSCF0501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2nd shot of Ismail, trying to act pretty :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183146442889277234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-48OnM-rzI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ULmCb69xw5I/s320/DSCF0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nabil in action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183147868818419522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-49hnM-r0I/AAAAAAAAAWY/yxD2GtRMQjE/s320/DSCF0510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;omg, Ismail, what are you trying to do to my camera?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183147881703321426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-49iXM-r1I/AAAAAAAAAWg/6a_CuGvTRgo/s320/DSCF0511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;another unglam shot. too bad xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183147898883190642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-49jXM-r3I/AAAAAAAAAWw/ul8bXTHSoH8/s320/DSCF0520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ismail and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183147907473125250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-49j3M-r4I/AAAAAAAAAW4/I3N5ulJRQUM/s320/DSCF0524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nabil and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;VIDEOS, await for the next post. (:&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/33639591-6144025616523554251?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6144025616523554251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6144025616523554251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/03/saturday-29-march-08-5.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R-4SwnM-rGI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Mlh4NR7Y2Og/s72-c/DSCF0426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-6251062816969706465</id><published>2008-03-23T13:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T13:58:33.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday, 23 March 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1.52pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Handphone got confiscated for the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;fourth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[i miss you i miss you i miss you]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Gawd. i am dying soon. Shucks. maths test on wednesay. monday have rehearsal from 2.30pm to 7.30pm. Tuesday is my actual day of performance. 11am to 9.40pm. Thanks so much. To fail shall my maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-6251062816969706465?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6251062816969706465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6251062816969706465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/03/sunday-23-march-08-1.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-7451427133513458957</id><published>2008-03-18T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:02:09.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tuesday, 18 March 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8.31pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OOH MANNS!!! i had so much fun today during rehearsal, yet AGAIN. ((: whee!!! super uber high!!! :D gawd, i love having rehearsals heehee. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today rehearsal was from 2.30pm to 6pm. APPARENTLY, ISMAIL was the EARLIEST (surpriseingly). Well done ismail, keep it up! your first progress. xD hahahaaa. then after that we crapped all the way in the canteed while waiting for the others to come. then blah blah blah. after that theres one moment, or rather 15 minutes, that we all had fits of laughter, like everyone TOTALLY CANT stop laughing. haha, that time we were damn high on our heels. i think becasue we were laguhing at one of our member's extra actions while speaking. haha :D that stupid ismail keep saying i mean, please manns, look WHO is the one who ALWAYS starts laughing his head off huh. xD then when ismail laugh, i start to laugh, then sylvia start to laugh. sylvia super cute. she stand beside then sometimes will start laughing for no reasons, then make me laugh non-stop. LOL. what a sec one! ((: so i think half of the time while rehearsing, we were practically laughing away inside, haha, our inside jokes. :D ohh! then because during the actors' entrance onto the stage, ismail has to walk really fast and far to the other end of the stage. so our teacher told him to walk faster, then re-act the scene. so i said to ismail, "Go long legs!" HAHAHHAA. omg i swear that was damn funny. after wards i kept suaning Ismail with "Long Legs" LOL! xD but he claims that he is actually short for a sec 3 being 165cm. what an "encouragement" to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ALRIGHTS, this is the funniest part. after we were done and released, me nicole and sylvia went to the canteen girls toilet to change out. then nicole was smsing ismail about something gotta do with the yellow fountain thingy HAHA. then ismail replied saying something like oh ya he need to toilet also. lols! then when we are done changing out and while walking back on the way, we saw ismail coming towards our direction -&gt; obviously wanting to go to the gents. so after that i quickly pull ismail back, then i also shout to nicole, "eh nicole! quick hold ismail! dont let him go to the toilet!!!" HAHAHHAHA OMG OMG OMG!!!! THAT WAS DAMN FUNNYY!!! :D :D :D then we end up going roung in circles, holding ismail back, refraining him from going to the toilet haha!!! he was like omg please no. hahaaaaaa. then aiya ok larh, see him so urgent, let him off. xD HAHA. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;after that we went to orchard mrt and went home. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-7451427133513458957?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7451427133513458957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7451427133513458957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/03/tuesday-18-march-08-8.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-1855706827158739749</id><published>2008-03-15T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T20:37:23.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Saturday, 15 March 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12.05am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Amoxycillin 250mg capsule antibiotic: 2 capsules 3 times a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fedac tablet for block and stuffy nose: 1 tablet 3 times a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dhasedyl for cough: 10ml 3 times a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-1855706827158739749?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/1855706827158739749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/1855706827158739749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/03/saturday-15-march-08-12.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-1746593786777785016</id><published>2008-03-13T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:21:03.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thursday, 13 March 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11.48pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok, dead blog. well, as in i havent post for many days. a week? yeah. been lazy and tired and cant be bothered. march hols ain't HOLS at all. There are just a week of BREAK without getting up at 6am in the morning and to face our teachers. that's all. apart from that, everythnig seems the same as normal school days. oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Quite alot stuffs happened these few days. random, stupid, fun, sad, happy stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Monday: Had ballet exam rehearsal. wells, it didnt turn out THAT BAD as i thought i will. though when i first saw the other girls from other ballet schools at my first sight, i was like whoa, they look so pro. after that, me and my ballet mates were like hmm ok, actually..... they look pro but actually they are quite ok lahh... their techniques are good still. after that i went home and atempted to study ss. yeah, as usaul, i ended up falling asleep on my table from 4.30pm to 6.30. how nice. except that halfway while i was sleeping i managed to crawl onto my bed for better comfort. have no idea how i did that without realising...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Tuesday: Had learning journey in the morning. reached school at 7am. went to a port visit which some ppl feel asleep in the ferry. i came back to school to have my maths make-up lesson. i swear my maths teacher ms lim was crazy and went crazy, with her ex-student sitting beside her while she was teaching me maths. they burst out laughing sometimes and yeah, so high till i caught the highness and my maths make-up lesson was quite fun and hilarious. :D and then i stayed in school still for training till 7pm. yupp. whole day gone in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Wednesay.: Morning had health check-up. After that went for ballet whereby my i called my ballet teacher up and she said she forgot to tell me that she had something on urgent and couldn;t make it for the extra lesson. haiz, wasted my trip and time. gawd. then after that went for maris training and then everthing from then suck. so i shan't continue much. just felt that i am so hopeless and useless. cant even play properly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Today: had rgtt camp in school, but didnt stay overnight though, going back to school in the morning tmr. anyway, today was FUN FUN FUN ! (: whee!!! ((: had games in the morning which totally caused my voice to be lost somewhere. screamed and screamed and screamed. the games were so exciting! xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;then went out to plaza sing for lunch and bought materials for BLOCKERs (haha) and banner painting. so funny huh. we have to paint our blockers. so end up most of the money spent were at daiso, which is roughly around 60 bucks in total. ZOMG. coloured papers, glitter glues, markers and blah. you know luh huh. we came back to school started painting. until around 3.30pm when i saw some gan eng seng ppl outside the hall. i was like huh. then mr ng said that they came for friendlies. how nice. i didnt know at all. i think others dont know bout it too. haha, we all so blur. so we quickly packed up and go to the hall to set up tables. but then when i went to the hall whoa, the gan eng send ppl already help us to set up like 5 tables. lol, so paiseh. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;after that me and li lin went to j8 the hawker centre to pack 22 packet of chicken rice. HAHA. the queue was super long. i pity the ppl queuing behind us. HAHA. 22 packets. and they have tp wait. xD during dinner in the canteen, wei lin and sherry (sherilyn loh) GONE MAD. i mean, REAL MAD AND CRAZY. especially that wei lin. she poured the whole packet of chilly sauce onto her rice already, then go but drink with sherry from vanding machine. after that come back laughing. 15 minutes later still laughing. 5 minutes later i finished my dinner they still laughing. 5 minutes later everybody went up to the hall left two of them, i waited for them and at least they tuned down abit. yay, at least i caught a video of them laughing like some mad girls. laughing bout the vending machine incident. they say donno what sherry wanted to buy green tea, and press the wrong drink button she also donno. then she saw the button after that turned to the "sold out" sign, she so happy, thought that she bought the last drink. and end up actually she bought Chrysanthanem Tea. hahahaha so smart. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;and then NIGHT WALK time! ((: the sec ones were so funny. they freaked themsevles out while being blind-folded by screaming lol. i didnt stay up for the whole thing cos i came home at 9plus. wells i am going back tmr though. cant wait to meet rgtt again. hees. ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;So actually for this hols so far, i dont really find it a holiday. we dont really get time to study or mug or anything because we are simply just to tired and worn out everytime after all the activities when we reach home. term 2 is gonna be hell for me. i dreading it. tons of stuffs awaiting for me. extra ballet lessons, ballet exam, extra jazz lassons, jazz exam, nationals competitions, tests, rs, and organising F.A.M for sec 4s this year too. craps. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am freaking out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-1746593786777785016?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/1746593786777785016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/1746593786777785016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/03/thursday-13-march-08-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-8552069392497023169</id><published>2008-03-05T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:14:07.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday, 5 March 08&lt;br /&gt;10.03pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Oh manns! i cant stand it, my english teacher is so cute and funny! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just heard from our releve teacher saying that Ms Karen Tan just gave birth to her first baby yesterday. So i text her and this is our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: Hi Ms Tan! Heard that you just popped yesterday . (: Congrats and hope you are having a great time admiring at your cute baby! (: Chloe 302 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ms Tan: Hi chloe! thanks for messaging! yeah it's been fun so far with Aidan but i forsee a lot of sleepless nights ahead! Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me: Haha dont worry Ms Tan, you will get through it and furthermore, seeing your newborn baby being so cute will make it all worthwhile! :D Have a good rest! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ms Tan: Ok thank dear! So sweet of you to message me Ü Ü dont stay up too late yah!Nites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;heehee omg. ((: I like her son's name Aidan, so unique and sounds handsome! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-8552069392497023169?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8552069392497023169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8552069392497023169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/03/wednesday-5-march-08-10.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4545504396444017309</id><published>2008-03-02T20:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:30:10.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday, 2 March 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8.44pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Poof. Today was a really tough day for me. :( i spent a total of 6 hours at toa payoh south cc today. last week also. had ballet and then my rehearsal till 6pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;//Thanks &lt;strong&gt;ming de&lt;/strong&gt; for never-ending support. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Though i had tape my toes, i didnt expect my other toes to become "ripe". my other toes developed blisters too. how great. urrrrrrrgh. hate this. but i am overall satisfied with my pointe work today, though my calves are aching from yesterday's ballet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if U are ever feeling down or in low spirits, tell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Rehearsal was quite fun. (: yesterday Nabil told me he lost his script and whether if i had another copy of it. LOL. and then before that, Ismail also told me he left his script somewhere and couldn't find it! HAHAHAA. on the other hand, Nicole and I still had our scripts with us and had already memorised our lines. This proves that boys (ok fine, not all. xD) are irresposible as compared we girls :D ahahhaaa. Ismail still say he only remembered 3 words out of donno how many words for one of his part because one of his part was the longest. So end up i have text him his dialogue. -.- and then today he came LATE for rehearsal, THUS he almost got a bigger "scolding" HAHAAHHA. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;me, n i shall be there to give U a warm hug. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;The funniest part was when halfway through rehearsing, Nabil suddenly told the teacher he need to head for the loo and couldn't hold his bladder anymore. OMG I SWEAR IT WAS DAMN HILARIOUS. he immediately rushed off towards the door and the moment he stepped out of the room, he almost tripped over himself and &lt;strong&gt;his shoe almost came out&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! lol!!! i looked at nicole and Ismail, and then we started burst out laughing. Because last week, Ismail softly whispered, saying that he have an urge to relieve his "yellow fountain". Then me and nicole realised that ge was actually referring that he needs to go the toilet urgently. YUCKS. he was gross. haha. So i was telling nicole, "last week was Ismail, this week is Nabil, so the next rehearsal will be?" then Nicole said, "haha, i think will be me." HAHA. so funny. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No matter what happens, i want to be there for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;After rehearsal, we hanged around outside at the corridor, talking some craps and all. Then the guys started playing soccer using the kind of small ball that is for babies to play that kind. Nicole went to join in but i had to go off. Ismail then came to me and said that he owed me a song. haha so funny. then i tell him he can sing "she bangs". Seriously, i was JOKING. but he took it for serious and then imitated Willium Hung's action and sang "she bangs". OH MY GOSH. the rest started laughing like crazy because of his actions hahaa. So funny and gross. Nicole said we should have tape it down. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;U when U need me, to cure your downs and to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Though i had a pretty tiring day, i had quite some fun though. (: will be looking forward to my next rehearsal this coming friday! ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;provide you with a pillar of strength. (: &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;[Ismail: please dont get lost in rgs. xD ; Nicole: you better come early!(: ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-4545504396444017309?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4545504396444017309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4545504396444017309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/03/sunday-2-march-08-8.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-2273694546316335394</id><published>2008-02-28T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T23:39:51.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Oh thhis is the 85th post alr XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;CHLOE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; everyweek oso got test so i dun tink that she will be posting, so i help her post XD [I suppose u dun mind right?] &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHLOE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; endure ur pain kay? i can feel ur pain too. T.T and for ur upcoming tests i shall stand by u. Dun worry :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ANW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, 2ml is the finals and my last exam so lets jia you together kay? (: &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-2273694546316335394?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2273694546316335394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2273694546316335394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-thhis-is-85th-post-alr-xd-chloe.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-2417110553076533464</id><published>2008-02-24T22:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:28:19.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday, 23 Feb 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10:03pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thanks, I will try not to sleep in class but sometimes i just dont have the choice. sighs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My ballet yesterday was a disaster. Someone please save my toes. i forgot to tape my toes before class. And my teacher did pointe work first before the rest of the exercises, bcos normally pointe work is the last section of class. So thanks to my forgetfulness to tape my toes, i had terrible in the middle of the exercises. I was bearing with the pain during centre pointe work. I can feel tmy skin peeling off, rubbing against the interior of my ballet shoes, have blisters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I took off my pointe shoes after that, and realised that my toes had bled. it soaked through my tights. i checked the interior of my pionte shoes, and realised that my blood had strained inside too. looking and thinking of it, i almost teared. As i put on my soft pointe shoes, my toes hurt inside. When i stand up, it stung. As i even &lt;strong&gt;walked&lt;/strong&gt;, i felt the excruciating pain that went up and pricked through my heart. I have no choice, but to carry on with the lesson. When i rise up on demi-pointe, i could feel my toes, being squished up as the blood stained through onto the interior of my shoes. I beared with the pain, using my endurance. I know that if i break down, i will never going to get thorugh the pain in the exam room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And so i came back home yesterday and went to bathe. I cried in the bathroom, while the open wounds got in contact with the water. the pain was indescrible. this is the worst wound i ever got on my toes after doing pointe work. i guess i had pushed myself too hard on pointe. But i just want to strenghten my pointe and i dont have much time left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;At least i survived today, after having ballet again, remembering to plaster my toes(first layer) and tape toes(second layer). though i couldnt do much rises on demi-pointe, i tried my best to ignore the pain and did all the rises and releves, pirouettes en dedans and en dehors, &lt;strong&gt;center pointe&lt;/strong&gt;, allegros and blah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;EMO. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-2417110553076533464?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2417110553076533464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2417110553076533464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/02/sunday-23-feb-08-1003pm-thanks-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4160024093708058732</id><published>2008-02-24T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:36:55.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='R.A.N.D.O.M'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jia you, lets jia you together, dun gif up that easily okays? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;U ESPECIALLY U ARH, dun always slp during u are studying n stuff lar, mus concentrate &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&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/33639591-4160024093708058732?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4160024093708058732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4160024093708058732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/02/jia-you-lets-jia-you-together-dun-gif.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-321296742562394932</id><published>2008-02-23T12:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T12:23:25.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Saturday, 23 Feb 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11.57am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I was dead tired for the past few days, especially when i woke up at 5 am on thursday and friday. Yesterday was crazy. I woke up at 5am, reached school at around 6am, because i have to report early for SLI. I was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;falling alseep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; while doing my math homework in the hall (student leaders have to report to the hall to assemble) at like around 6.45am. after finishing 4 questions on partial fractions, i decided to chuck it away and stone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SLI finished at 9.40am. went down to the canteen to meet my mom and had our refreshments there. After that we went to orchard plaza to buy my ballet shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After buying my shoes, my mom brought me along to plaza sing to do her window shopping. Then at around 1pm i took a bus to Lido and watch the biology sharkwater movie. I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fell asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for a few seconds while watching the first part. Not that the movie was boring, but because the first half an hour just showed the underwater sea creatures, with very nice and soothing music background, until my eyelids got extra heavy. overall the show was quite nice, talking about shark finning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Once it had finished, i took bus 54 back home. on the bus, i &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fell asleep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;again, with the rocky movement of the bus that it simply felt like a lullaby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I reached home and quickly rushed off to euniceGOH house for research studies project doing the proposal. i stayed there from 3.30 to 8pm. When i stepped out of her house, it started to drizzle. seconds late, it started to pour. I felt that my umbrella was useless. It cant even provide me a shelter. I reached the bus-stop, freezing. my legs were wet up my thighs. my hands were wet up to my shoulder. To make my situation worse, the bus only came after 20 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I went up my room and did my geog worksheet. but halfway through, i couldn't stand it and&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fell asleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;on my table. i woke up at 10.30pm, was asked to sleep my bed instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Overall, i fell asleep yesterday for a total of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;four times&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just need a rest, and get rid of everything from my brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-321296742562394932?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/321296742562394932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/321296742562394932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/02/saturday-23-feb-08-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-6840256766382379985</id><published>2008-02-19T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T20:40:14.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My name :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What Chloe Lew Means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very charming... dangerously so. You have the potential to break a lot of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how what you want, how to get it, and that you will get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to rule the world. Let's hope you're a benevolent dictator&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone else was here XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-6840256766382379985?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6840256766382379985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6840256766382379985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-chloe-lew-means-you-are-very-open.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-6028801173475535773</id><published>2008-02-18T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:19:38.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monday, 18 Feb 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life just sucks day by day. so does school. i dont simply find a reason for looking forward to school nowadays without anything to look forward to in the first place. its not the same as last year anymore, whereby i look forward to school at least because of somethings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life seems to be meaningless. well, maybe it is happening for me. every weekday wake up go school, come back home in the eveninig or even at night, feeling out of breath, exhuasted, not even had dinner yet, and not to say thinking about the chunks of homeworks and stress waiting for you to clear. sometimes you just dont want to think about the shit homeworks you still have to do and just plonk onto your bed and get a good rest of at least 6 hours. but it seems that this is never gonna be true. thinking about the committments i have and all the rubbish, my brain can just go haywire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Competition period is here, and i have to stress about it. Not that i will be playing for every single match, but about coach, stressing me to go for trainings which are TOTALLY USELESS AND MEANINGLESS whereby none of the sessions i see him coaching me. What's the point? i wouldn't be so stupid like an freaking idiot to listen to him and go for trainings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tests are coming here. starting this wednesday and will be having test every week then. i have no idea which and what kind of state will i turn to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ballet exam next month. i obviously do not have much time left to start squeezing time to practice at home. it is definitely not very nice to start your new week in school EVERY MONDAYS, having muscle cramps, especially your calves muscles, not being able to walk properly or rum properly or even get your butt down on the floor. Do i have to endure this pain every week? yes i do. and it always last for at least 3 days before it goes off. blisters arent very nice for me too. getting all those shit blisters on my toes are totally hell. especailly when you have to waste one whole bunch of plasters just for your toes when you practice ballet, and then after you just throw them away for new ones. And then the worst things are on every mondays in school i have PE in school and got to run around around the track, and i just have to run and not think about the shit on pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Modern jazz exam coming up in may. i don't give a damn about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Crying in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-6028801173475535773?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6028801173475535773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6028801173475535773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/02/monday-18-feb-08-9.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-7595773699946311952</id><published>2008-02-14T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:03:44.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Thursday, 14 Feb 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11.07pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY to my besties and darlings! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;and zomg. i just found this thingy totally and really describes me yay! :D except for the 6th sentence.... i dont really know about that.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166853001304667362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R7RZbfVs9OI/AAAAAAAAAQI/6zY32oknOZs/s320/zodiac_leo_txt.gif" border="0" /&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/33639591-7595773699946311952?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7595773699946311952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7595773699946311952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/02/thursday-14-feb-08-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R7RZbfVs9OI/AAAAAAAAAQI/6zY32oknOZs/s72-c/zodiac_leo_txt.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-3158584030872096818</id><published>2008-02-13T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T01:02:24.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday, 13 Feb 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12.53am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thanks for being there for me when i feel down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Called me up to talk to me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Asking me if i am alright, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Even though i say "yes" but you know that i am not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thanks for cheering me up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;By calling me to let me hear your voice, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Because you know that is what i needed most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thanks for making me feel high and energetic, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Helping me to toss away all my homework stress,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Although it still comes back after we hung up the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thanks for making me feel so much better, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just with a simple call, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;That encourages me and motivates me indirectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Because i know who will the one who is there for me. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-3158584030872096818?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/3158584030872096818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/3158584030872096818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/02/wednesday-13-feb-08-12.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-6497479862326659995</id><published>2008-02-04T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:23:38.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monday, 04 Feb 08&lt;br /&gt;8.21pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I am &lt;em&gt;fat&lt;/em&gt; and i am going &lt;em&gt;fat&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This isn't right for a dancer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am gonna hit 40kg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-6497479862326659995?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6497479862326659995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6497479862326659995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/02/monday-04-feb-08-8.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-5087975208189476969</id><published>2008-02-03T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T18:13:22.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday, 3 Feb 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5.59pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just baked cookies! WHEE. :D i just realised that i didnt even touch any of my textbooks, homeworks and other school materials since saturday. i have no idea why am i so free this weekend. but actually, i think i have lesser homeworks as compared to last week. gawd. last weekend was a total hell. not talking bout it further.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yesterday had modern jazz till 2.30pm. then went of ms training from 3.30 to 6.30pm. today had ballet only. but next next weekend my weekend will be totally filled up. Saturday will have modern jazz from 1.30-2.30pm, extra ballet lessons from 2-4pm. kind of clashed. but anyway its at the same venue, only different rooms. phew. and then sunday will have ballet till 1.45pm and ms training til 6.30pm. crap. extra ballet lessons due to exams in march. ahhhh. whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;today ballet was slightly better than last week's. (DUH. firstly, i dont have to be crazy over maths, secondly, i slept for 10 hours the previous night heeees.) except for my center adage. zomg. i cant turnout for nuts. and i hate the third allegro. ok nvm, enough of rubbish here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cant wait for for CNY. yayness, two days off from school. though i bet i will have tons of homwork, but i will be glad to bring it back to malaysia cos now-a-years CNY ARE GETTING MORE BORING AND BORING, other than playing mahjong and getting ang baos. hope there aren't much math(maf) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tomorrow marks the beginning of my zonals! (: Rgtt, we can do it! jia you for cdiv and bdiv (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DOUBLE CHAMPS! :D&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/33639591-5087975208189476969?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5087975208189476969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5087975208189476969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/02/sunday-3-feb-08-5.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-91818449633720868</id><published>2008-01-26T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T19:46:09.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Saturday, 26 Jan 08&lt;br /&gt;7.09pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR hours of maths. I came home from modern jazz in the afternoon at 3pm. from 3pm to 7pm, my butt was sitting on my chair for total 4 hours straight, doing maths. i am totally going crazy. i have maths EVERY SINGLE DAY in school. Teacher giving AT LEAST TWO worksheet everyday. and everything start piling up with other subjects. finally this week is over. i had enough of madness and every crap. my brains are damaging. especially my brain cells for maths. its not very fun and nice to start of my year 3 in 2008. its only the fourth week and i feel that i am stressing out. Plus yesterday training in school was crazy. chen jiao lian made me cry while wu jiao lian made si ling cry. whats wrong with them manns? and the other day wu jiao lian made elaine cry. craps. what the hell. so what competition is coming. does they mean that they have the power to like stress every team member, not even caring for our feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks. everything is so sucky now. so i practically spent the whole afternoon doing maths, and i am going to spent my ENTIRE damn day to do maths. i am going to leave my geog worksheet, english compre, bio journal, physics worksheet and all the other craps for tmr after my ballet. i dont have time to go for training tomorrow nor face that coach. theres no use for me training so hard. theres no use for me to train so much either. sometimes i just dont wanna live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School isnt how it used to be like, used to be.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to move on. Do i have the choice?&lt;br /&gt;We dont always get what we want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-91818449633720868?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/91818449633720868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/91818449633720868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/01/saturday-26-jan-08-7.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-1499911818082739618</id><published>2008-01-19T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:30:59.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Saturday, 19 Jan 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9.37pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Came back from OBS yesterday. I was too tired to post. yeah. so posting today right now (: Five words to describe OBS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tiring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Torturing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Exciting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Memorable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Check in" into OBS school. did some games, ice breakers, height activities (belaying), 'thrust-fall', pitching up of tents and sleeping inside. Quite slack. this was when i havent really experience the main part of OBS. My class was slpit into two groups. my watch is called Gandhi, and the other half of my class is called Rajaratnam. named after famous people. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Had rock climbing, then got ready for a 3 days 2 night expedition. My watch is mainly on sea expedition. so my kayaked. actually is tri-yak. 3 people in one boat. but anyway i will just call it kayak. We kayaked through then suddenly thunderstorm came. so we were practically kayaking in the middle of the sea, thorugh rain, strom and lightning. sounds cool huh. but if you were there, it wasnt very cool at all. i was quite scared. like huge big waves and currents. we were kayaking against the strong currents. so needed alot of strengths. and my boat ALMOST capsized. gawd. it almost killed me. scary. =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;When we reached our campsite, its already pitch dark. so we pitch our tents, "bathe" (actually, we didnt even get to bathe. just changed our wet clothes and dry ourself. if you brought powder, you are lucky.) and ate "dinner" (which is actually some can food and bread) in the dark. everybody was so exhausted. our campsite was so digusting and wet and dark. it totally suck like crap. our spirits were very down. so did mine. at night i started to miss home. homesick. missed my family. missed my mum's cooking. i realised that that was the very first time when i actually missed home, my mum. normally during camps, i looked forward to it, can get to stay away from home, like so adventurous. but, i think partly due to my low spirits, at that time i hated OBS. to me it felt like a torture. and i felt like going home straight away. No doubt, OBS was really pushing us towards our limits. When it was time to sleep, it wasnt exactly the time you get to really sleep. every tents had to take turns to wake up, to guard our campsite and boats. my tent's shift was 1am. for 20 minutes. hack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i felt much better after having a few hours of sleep. who cares whether the ground is hard or the tents stink. i definitely felt much better. it was another day of sea expedition. we had to wake up pretty early to kayak through the mangrove swamps. if we are not early enough, we will experience low tides. and indeed. we didnt make it throught the mangrove swamps in time. and halfway through, we experinced low tide. DAMN. it sucks. so everyone had to get down our kayaks, CRAWLED thorugh the mud on our knees (more surface area, wont sink into the mud so much) and pull our kayaks through. the mud reached our hips. yucks. alot of people got stuck while standing. shoes got stuck too. haha. quite hilarious. and some even the soles of their shoes came off! :D every one was grossed out at the mud at first. but we got used to it after that. covered with mud. we did that for like 2 to 3 hours. beat that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We kayaked to our second campsite. thank god. the weather very sunny and fine. we managed to reached bery early, at 3.59pm. We quickly pitched our tents before it turns dark. again, theres no toilets to let us pee, poo or bathe. imagined, everybody filled with mud and we dont get to bathe. then whats next? just sleep? yeah. but luckily our instructor, Birin, was very nice. he led us to a quary and we "bathed" inside. zomg. it was so good manns. the water was like SO clear. Birin is a very very nice instructor, who jokes with us and plays tricks on us, and lame stuffs. haha. after that in the late evening we cooked maggie mee. oh my finally some COOKED FOOD. and then had to wake up in the middle of the night to guard our campsite again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Woke up and was quite high and energetic. everyone was too lazy to go to the toilet and change out. so we just took turns to change in the tents. i took quite long to change somehow, donno why. then ain wass like shouting to me inside,"chloe! are you done? why are you taking so long?! what you doing inside huh?! how many peoply inside?!" i was like OMG WTH. ain super sick and gross! then when i came out, hamizah gang up with ain and said," aiyo chloe, what you doing inside?" haha ok couldnt stand them. after breakfast, we went for land expedition. we hiked! like what, carrying our 15 kg bagpack, 30 cans of bottles filled with water, plus 4 big jerrycans. and i was the naivigator. horrible and memorable experience. wells, at least i finally know how to navigate with a map and compass. during the journey me and ain need to pee. haha so we pee er yeah, you know where lah.... quite funny. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;we hiked back to OBS school. the first day where we were in. THANK GOD. finally. and then Birin said if we hike back on time, we get to eat CANTEEN COOKED FOOD. oh yayness. and whoo! when we steppe into the canteen (aka food HEAVEN), everybody was, "WAHHH, TABLES. WAHHH, CHAIRS." lol! after that we still supper! oh manns. thats SO GREAT. yumms (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HAIYA. i guess OBS wants us to get a good experience and want us leave a good impression on them, so last day also provide us with breakfast and lunch in the CANTEEN. haha. that means no need to eat our leftover rations. budden we had a problem. we had SO MUCH LEFTOVER RATIONS. like what, 5 loaves of bread?! many many can foods and many many biscuits. so everybody went to kop. :D i kop one loaf of bread and one whole jar of peanut butter. :D haha i so smart hor. xD then on our way back in the ferry i opened the bread and peanut butter and everybody see me eat. xD and then finally, HOME. (at last)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WELL. the post-effect of OBS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. Tan line on both of my legs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. LOADS of sandflies and mosquitoes bites, all over my face, neck, hands, and legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but lucky i didnt get tan, cos i seriously did applied tons of sunblock. HEES. :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and gawd. i totally missed Birin. He and his lame jokes, lies, and scares. i think whole Gandhi does. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-1499911818082739618?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/1499911818082739618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/1499911818082739618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/01/saturday-19-jan-08-9.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-3198187511742329107</id><published>2008-01-13T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T21:01:31.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday, 13 Jan 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8.34pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ok. i am exhuasted. lost my stamina have way through training just now. played with ying jie the last match, almost winning but in the end i have to take Jen's car home. and i was so pissed, he aced SO MANY balls at the edge of the table. URGH. i am gonna take revenge next time manns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ballet was as usual. sweated like hell. the air cons are useless. the floor needs to be resurfaced. so slippery and it makes our piroeuttes so unstable. perfer those floorings with black mats. oh i love em. anyway, i finally learned the third allegro. ok, it almost killed me. it requires lots (i really mean LOTS) of control of your body, need lots of your leg muscle and stamina. so i am to prepare dying, going through THREE allegros at one go during exam. i hope theres this automatic machine beside me that can help me to wipe my sweat halfway through. hahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yesterday's modern jazz was pretty fun. did lots of kicks and stuffs. and i am aiming for the september exam instead of november. (please mrs kavanagh, i hope you allow that. =/) sarah was quite funny. i kept hitting her arm accidentally and she kept "oh its ok oh its ok" haha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OBS TOMORROW. 14 jan to 18 jan. 5 days. i hope i can survive. and hope it will be fun! (: looking forward to it because i heard its real fun. Ain't really looking forward to it because i hope i wont become a black swan when i come back. (thats what my mum said....) but anyway, i brought two bottles of sunblock :D call me crazy, but this is how i am going to protect my face:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. A cap over my head, to protect my forehead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. Sunglasses, to protect my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Bandanna (is it spelt correctly?..) / a kind of hanki over my lower part of my face, to protect my nose, lips, chin, and ears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeah HAHA. so i will be like some kind of terrorist. but actually, thats what the OBS instructer told us how to protect our face. She actually DEMOed to us in front of the whole level. quite cool actually. xD And i am bringing TONS of disposable things, so that when i use them, i can just THROW them away (i would love to) and my bag would be MUCH lighter when i come back. :D well, i guess i will also be missing lots of things and people. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i will miss my Ming De&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will miss my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will miss my mum's cooking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will miss my handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will miss my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will miss my pillows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will miss my bolsters (OK, practically my whole room in short)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will miss my my maths textbook (just kidding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will miss my ballet shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will miss my shampoo, conditioner, shower soap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will miss my stationery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will miss my fridge (omg, CHOCOLATES. i am gonna be deprived of it them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will miss Jen aka xiao qiang xD&lt;br /&gt;i will miss Wen Hui aka Toilet Scrub :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and others. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So i shall continue to post when i come back from OBS. And i will miss everyone. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I will definitely miss you, and think of you. Look at the sky at night, and i shall be the shining stars, smiling at you, with lots of love. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-3198187511742329107?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/3198187511742329107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/3198187511742329107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/01/sunday-13-jan-08-8.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-708893652503738306</id><published>2008-01-07T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:48:34.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monday, 7 Jan 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8.17pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;This sucks. argh. had muscle ache ALL OVER MY BODY. my back, my shoulder, my thighs, my calves. thanks to my ballet and training yesterday. Think i had overworked myself. :( My set adage and allegros had already came out for march exam. 2 adage and 3 allegros. I swear i am going to work hard for my majors exam. table tennis comps coming up, but i dont really care much about it because i know there's like loads of stta players, who are confirm playing on court. so i am going to shift my attention slightly to ballet, i am aiming for honours. so if you are going to read my posts "faithfully" for the next two months, bear with me cos i am going to complain alot. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday ballet was quite okay, apart from sweating out of my leotard, even in an air-con room. my pirouettes turned out pretty good. i managed to hit a triple turn the other day :D and i am going to practice it throughtout till i am ready to try for four turns. (: I dont know whats wrong with my soft pointe shoes because i seems to get blisters from it, rather from pointe shoes. oh whatever, i dont really care, i am used to blisters. Who doesnt get blisters from doing majors in ballet? Well if you doesnt even get &lt;em&gt;one &lt;/em&gt;blister on &lt;em&gt;one &lt;/em&gt;of your toes, you are not working hard. Talking bout pointe, honestly, i have weak angles, but thank god i have only one center practice on pointe. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I am sort of getting better in adjusting myself to school nowadays. except for i gotta kick out my habit of slamming my alram clock down every morning and going back to sleep on my bed. Actually, i have like "four alrams" to wake me up every morning. HAHAHA. :D i am a pig who loves sleeping yeah i admit. but sometimes you just need to SLEEP. :D I have one proper alarm clock which rings slightly before 5.50am, one handphone alarm at 5.50am, another handphone alarm at 5.55am, and if i STILL cant wake up (which i hope i doesnt happen..), my mum will be my fourth alarm to wake me up xD haha sounds kind of CRAZY i know. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Homeworks and tests starts piling up. So i guess i will be only posting around once a week. I hope evenything will go smoothly for me. If not, i sure get depression from being stress. (nah just kidding, i am a positive person who always look on the bright side HAHA. ok enough of being ego here...) But even if i really stressed out, i still very good buddies and lg to cheer me up and brighten my day *grins* haha. ok, gotta study for upcoming chem test now, signing out. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-708893652503738306?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/708893652503738306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/708893652503738306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/01/monday-7-jan-08-8.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-6242566025888213013</id><published>2008-01-05T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:40:31.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Saturday, 5 Jan 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10.29pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;School started. yeah. as usual. cant really adapt to it yet. waking up at 5.50am every morning. Had trainings on wed, thurs. fri, and today. How great. Came home everytime practically exhuasted. out of breathe. Today is yet another tiring day. Had modern jazz at 1.30pm, then training at 3.30pm till 6.30pm. Kind of lucky that i rejected cheerleading, if not my whole saturday will be gone. like seriously. cos cheerleading practices are at 8am. zomg. and then i will have TONS of commitments, so scared cant cope, and rejected cheerleading. Elementary ballet exam coming up in march. Jazz exam not sure. Zonals in end of jan and nationals in march. Gawd. i hope i wont flunk my mid years. :( i am seriously crossing my fingers. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ok, this shall be a short post. ending off now. feel like sleeping. just went to the doctor this morning and she gave me antibiotics even though i just have a SLIGHT flu. well, i have a sensitive nose though. rights anyway, tmr have ballet and training again. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Feelingblue.&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/33639591-6242566025888213013?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6242566025888213013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6242566025888213013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2008/01/saturday-5-jan-08-10.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-453981769165462974</id><published>2007-12-26T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:50:39.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday, 26 Dec 07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9.24pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Do you know how sometimes---when you are riding your bike and you start skidding across sand, or when you miss a step and start tumbling down the stairs---you have those long, long seconds to know that you are going to hurt, and badly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;All this month i had been keeping &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; to myself. Even if i do let it out to whoever, its only 90%. The last 10% is the one that i am really worrying about. I decided to use another approach, to loosen out my feelings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'd try to stuff myself into &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;senario, but it was like wearing a size five sneaker when your foot is a seven---you can get by for a few steps, and then you sit down and pull off the shoe because it just plain hurts too much. I am convinced that there is a censor sitting on my brain with a red stamp, reminding me what i am not supposed to even &lt;em&gt;think &lt;/em&gt;about, no matter how "seductive" it might be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's probably a good thing. I have a feeling that if i really try to figure out who i am without &lt;em&gt;that person&lt;/em&gt; in the equation, I'm not going to like who i see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I tried questioning myself why am i here, why must i know that person. Maybe its fate, wanting us to know each other. Its just like a sweet. It tasted sweet at first. But now, the taste starts to fade away, as if theres ants, trying to snatch the taste away... I am just so......afraid to loose it, even how hard i tries to keep it within me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I want to be a thief, to steal you away again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Even if its a temporary break, i want you to know that i still love you. To tell you the truth, i am just scared that you will leave me, because i all along needed you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;P.S. I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-453981769165462974?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/453981769165462974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/453981769165462974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/12/wednesday-26-dec-08-9.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4950318584031529401</id><published>2007-12-23T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:03:49.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;23 Dec 07, Sunday&lt;br /&gt;9.36pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HAH I AM BACK FROM KL! (: Spent a short holiday there from thursday to today. Came back home at around 7.30pm. phew. damn custom. :D loads of interesting pictures taken! HO HO HO(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147163193165525858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25lp0GYs2I/AAAAAAAAALk/UXaQ949LLzg/s320/DSCF0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;On the way to KL, we stopped by malacca to have lunch. and we passed by this pretty waterfall! is man-made by the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147163193165525874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25lp0GYs3I/AAAAAAAAALs/qjHot-xgqaI/s320/DSCF0191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;And we ate at this chicken rice ball restaurant that serves really small tiny rice ball, one for RM00.30. Not worth it. i prefer the normal rice that served in plates. (Singapore's taste nicer! :D) oh and we realised that 60% of the peoply here were singaporeans HAHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147163197460493186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25lqEGYs4I/AAAAAAAAAL0/gTvpselzcJM/s320/DSCF0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Ok. i have no idea why my brother is stoning or what is he thinking about. i was snapping this right in front of him and he have no idea about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147163201755460498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25lqUGYs5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/qbB3v9_U4Gs/s320/DSCF0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;This is the door of the restaurant. My aunt was telling me that she was wondering why "my name" was on the door -- CHLOE LEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147165314879370146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25nlUGYs6I/AAAAAAAAAME/mhzOHe_2J6E/s320/PIC_0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Went shopping at the "Pavillion". really BIG. had three BIG wings (sections). this is a christmas tree. but yet, people are singing christmas carols on it! cool huh! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147165319174337474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25nlkGYs8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/9UFtn9tUkCY/s320/DSCF0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;On the way to Sunway Pyramid shopping centre, i saw this "advertisement" on the flyover bridge. somebody so clever, go spray paint some massage thing haha. not only one, but alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147165323469304786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25nl0GYs9I/AAAAAAAAAMc/O39nkmPK16E/s320/DSCF0207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Top left, all the malaysian ministers. my aunt told me theres a seqence. 1.&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;ahman 2. &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;dul Razak(sp) 3. &lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;ussein 4. &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ahathir 5. &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;bdullah 6. &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;____ A;; the first letters make up to RAHMAN. scary huh. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147168020708766690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25qC0GYs-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/1inlCL9V_-o/s320/DSCF0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; Sunway Pyramid! (: i came here for ice skating and it was fun! :D atually, i dont know why is it a lion there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147168025003734002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25qDEGYs_I/AAAAAAAAAMs/x0GoOBjfeDE/s320/DSCF0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;And this is a flyover to the CARPARK inside the shopping centre. normally carparks are below ground, but this, is above the shopping levels. COOL :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147170335696139298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25sJkGYtCI/AAAAAAAAANE/EclGtIOHCQI/s320/DSCF0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; My brother -- GREEN MAN xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147170339991106610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25sJ0GYtDI/AAAAAAAAANM/-TfsbS7UqBg/s320/DSCF0220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;The national museum. the lighting effect is very nice (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147170348581041218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25sKUGYtEI/AAAAAAAAANU/6KYJoKJNtsM/s320/DSCF0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;It's SNOWING!! haha actually, is the rain droplets on the car window. xD Looks very real (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147170357170975842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25sK0GYtGI/AAAAAAAAANk/N5NV1Fx7B6A/s320/PIC_0133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i kind of forgot what temple is this. But can you spot the couple on bottom right? yupps, LOTS of couples came to here to register for marriage. Quite unique. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147173642820957298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25vKEGYtHI/AAAAAAAAANs/gbovlq2_icw/s320/DSCF0247.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Me with the beautiful flowers in the background. :D i love the flowers!!! :D a mini garden in front of the WWII memorial monument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147173642820957314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25vKEGYtII/AAAAAAAAAN0/72T45cnyBMI/s320/DSCF0250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;me, my aunt and grandmother. haha. my mum bought this litttle red umbrella used in the olden days and made me carried it around. -.- she claims that a cap is not enough to protect my face.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147173651410891938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25vKkGYtKI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FU5_Kl6Yuaw/s320/DSCF0254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;We went to this park and gawd, i was totally glued to the playground. :D a lion water cooler. how i wish my school has that. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147173655705859250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25vK0GYtLI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Kal-T3FNZU4/s320/DSCF0256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;and yeah, you will never believe this. my DAD. on the swing. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147176881226298562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25yGkGYtMI/AAAAAAAAAOU/X_62AOdE7iw/s320/DSCF0257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;My brother HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147176881226298578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25yGkGYtNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/is7DXbCbKd0/s320/PIC_0183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;My dad and me. It was when after that my dad read the signboard beside the swing, "Only 12 years of age or below allowed." LOL.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147176885521265890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25yG0GYtOI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HmgnxkvACDg/s320/DSCF0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;TREES! zomg there are so cute! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147176889816233202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25yHEGYtPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/B-sdssSTMe0/s320/DSCF0265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;HAHA guess what is this. this is actually a prince duck. with a small tiny wing GOSH! it is really small. darn funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147184023756911890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R254mUGYtRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/zfjjE4NNH08/s320/DSCF0268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; my father at the petrol station. driving back to Singapore. so he was wearing shades. my brother said he looked like some gangster, but will never suceed to become one. HAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147184023756911906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R254mUGYtSI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Y0OtMmsTzQ4/s320/DSCF0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;through the 4 hours of letting-our-butts-stick-to-the-chair journey from KL, my aunt was all along learning how to solve the rubrix cube that i taught her. haha. but.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147184028051879218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R254mkGYtTI/AAAAAAAAAPM/MIgURY-kP8g/s320/DSCF0270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;here and then she still needs to refer to the steps she written haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-4950318584031529401?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4950318584031529401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4950318584031529401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/12/23-dec-07-sunday-9.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/R25lp0GYs2I/AAAAAAAAALk/UXaQ949LLzg/s72-c/DSCF0189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-9216889802048656049</id><published>2007-12-14T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T12:46:56.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;14 Dec 07, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12.13pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Intended to post yesterday, but after being drained physically by chen jiao lian, i was too lazy to on my comp and update. Jen came with me for rg trg yesterday, and then during break i was sweating like some person who just ran 10 km. i told her whenever i thought i wont be sweating much, i wont bring a towel, but end up i will be sweating like crap. and vice-versa. jen was telling me bout she and her murphy's law (is that how you spell it?) :D btw, she told me umpteen times already. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;oh and yesterday during trg, i was behaving so crazily, going around telling people, "Hi, my name is Chloe. Do you know me?" haha its kind of REALLY stupid and DUMB, but i just wanted to know what are the people's reaction. (though it sounded like the mocca advertisement on "Hi, i am selling my house.." my mum thinks its stupid and gross. HAHA.) so i tested on three of my juniors. i went up to si ling, and then she looked at me and said,"NO." haha she was super funny. then during break i went down to the canteen, and approached zi xin. surprisngly, she said YES. zomg haha. i was thinking if i were her, i would never want to know such a person like me being so spastic sometimes. :D weiling was beside her, and all she did was kept quiet, maybe added with some "???" expression. haha weiling is so cute. Anyway, i cant believe i was so behavingly so retardedly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i came home totally exhausted, i could just practically plonk on my bed and fell asleep. but anyway i would never touch my bed without bathing. so whole night i was arranging some my stuffs, filing, clearing and blah. then suddenly wen hui called me and asked my to conference with her and sui guan. seriously, i was very reluctant because i did not want to be &lt;em&gt;a light bulb&lt;/em&gt;. :D so throughout our conversation, me and wen hui were like super high, very crazy and retarded LOLS. hiaz, i really missed her during my time when i was in peichun before transferring over to nanyang. anyway, while talking and taling, wen hui just suddenly ask me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wen hui:&lt;/span&gt; chloe, how do you find gradient of a line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; huh? gradient of a line? you mean maths?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wen hui:&lt;/span&gt; yeah. i cant find the gradient, dont know what y2 - y1 thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;haha then i was explaining to her bout it while sui guan was almost going crazy, not knowing what the hell are we talking about. me and wen hui were most of the time talking to each other rubbish (and actually i thought sui guan werent there xD). another part was whereby stupid yeo sui guan wanted to tell a ghost story to me and wen hui:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sui guan:&lt;/span&gt; ok let me tell y'all a ghost story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; yeo sui guan, you better shut up and keep quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wen hui:&lt;/span&gt; NO you better dont say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(sui guan started off his story....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wen hui:&lt;/span&gt; can you stop it, i dont want to listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sui guan:&lt;/span&gt; no, this one you listen before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wen hui:&lt;/span&gt; ok then do you have to tell chloe in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(i was like giggling away hahaaaaa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wen hui:&lt;/span&gt; you say some more, i am going to use the computer and smash you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; ya! why not this wen hui, you take the monitor, i take the CPU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wen hui:&lt;/span&gt; oh yes good idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; and then you take the keyboard, i take the wires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sui guan:&lt;/span&gt; by the time i already run away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; no. i will use the cowboy style (LOL) and use the wire to stop you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wen hui:&lt;/span&gt; haha then i will tickle you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(i was actually thinking, erm wen hui, you are suppose to smash him, not tickle)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sui guan:&lt;/span&gt; wah y'all good lah. gang up and bully me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;HAHA. anyway after talking for a while i went to watch my 10pm show, while letting them to have their privacy xD after that i actually text wen hui:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; Gawd haha you know what. I think we can never be in the same class or else our teacher will be putting us at north and south pole LOLS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wen hui:&lt;/span&gt; haha lol i think so too! east wing and west wing haha! :-D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;zomg i think she is like super cute and high high type. (: haiya, kind of regretted not completing my whole of p3 in pei chun, if not i think me and wen hui will be so crazy together. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-9216889802048656049?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/9216889802048656049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/9216889802048656049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/12/14-dec-07-friday-12.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-196087143469643758</id><published>2007-12-12T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T11:58:31.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12 Dec 07, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11.54am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I still feel &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;insecure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the word that i have been trying to find all the while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I missed the old you.&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/33639591-196087143469643758?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/196087143469643758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/196087143469643758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/12/12-dec-07-wednesday-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-3630194414242809223</id><published>2007-12-08T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T23:23:19.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Saturday, 08 Dec 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11:16pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Everything seems alright. it may seems alright to you, but not for me. it had been stuck in my head for more than one week ever since it started. i cant sleep every &lt;em&gt;single &lt;/em&gt;night because it just cant go off my head. i feel very worried and lost. whenever my mind is not occupied with something, i will think of you, and i will think of it. it makes me feel depress and my mood immediately changes. my heart aches, my mind is going crazy. i dont know, i am really puzzled and confused. and it seems abit contradicting. sometimes, it makes me wanna cry. people say you cry to feel better, but i dont. because your image just stuck into my head, always there, not wanting to get away off my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need someone to take my heart out, to take away the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-3630194414242809223?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/3630194414242809223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/3630194414242809223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/12/saturday-08-dec-07-1116pm-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4926161428280566532</id><published>2007-12-06T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T13:31:27.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6 Dec 07, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1.10pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TO JEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ello friend. haha familiar with that? :D Wells, i just wanna thank you for being such a great friend to me. Knowing you is the best gift i ever had through our friendship so far. (ok i am not joking here though it sounds abit...) yeah and thanks for being there for me whenever i need you, and then you will be &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;there for me. (: thinking back, you are truly a great listener and comfort-er (haha ok sounds abit weird but oh nvm). no matter what kind of crap i poured to you, my troubles, crying my way through the phone, you will be there, listening to me, comforting me through and making me laugh my head off at some crazy stuffs. you really makes my day and i treasure our friendship. alot. (: thank you so much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;friends forever//lurves! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TO LG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sweeetest person ever that can really &lt;em&gt;excites&lt;/em&gt; me sometimes. (zomg haha but you get what i mean. xD) anyway, to start off, sorry for the misunderstandings you know, and i think its because of some miscommunication thats all. hope you will understand and can forgive me. (: Wells, i enjoyed the times we spent so far and they are truly memorable. (: oh and you know, sometimes i am like super high and crazy all of the sudden over the phone, and you will be there, listening to some girl who had just gone mad after a sudden few seconds and all. :D but thanks for actually listening to the craps i talk sometimes and being RANDOM. haha :D if you need me anytime, just call me up -- anytime. because i will be always there for you (: love you always with many hearts. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;always;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-4926161428280566532?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4926161428280566532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4926161428280566532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/12/6-dec-07-thursday-1.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-2711927107059654863</id><published>2007-12-01T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T17:33:21.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friday, 30 Nov 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12.40am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;While you get your good night sleeps, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I get my sleepless nights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;And it lasted for a gruelling week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I am tired. Tired of thinking of you every single minute, every single second. i hate you for i cant get you off my mind. I miss your voice, the words, over the phone. I am scared, paranoid. Scared that you will slip away... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I dont know what had happened to me. I hope that i am thinking too much. But i love you always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-2711927107059654863?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2711927107059654863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2711927107059654863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/12/friday-30-nov-07-12.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-7925632102419421130</id><published>2007-11-30T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T17:29:39.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thursday, 29 Nov 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1.06am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sturggled through 52.5 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and i still have to bear with 54 hours more. its barely half of it. To me, its a torture. and it had made my days total freak to me. My moodswings are getting worst and worst. What happened to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Am i being just selfish? Or am i thinking too much? Over-sensitive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Shrugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So much for jealousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dont want to hear it anymore.&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/33639591-7925632102419421130?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7925632102419421130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7925632102419421130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/11/thursday-30-nov-07-1.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-7237718491285312637</id><published>2007-11-25T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:52:12.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Saturday, 24 Nov 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;11.55pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I am sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I did that all because i cared for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I promise its just for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hearts,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;LPDR&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&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/33639591-7237718491285312637?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7237718491285312637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7237718491285312637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/11/saturday-24-nov-07-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-5491186611221214967</id><published>2007-11-21T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:44:12.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;21 Nov 07, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9.35pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;oh my ZOMG. ok welcome back alive. my blog was dead for decades. too lazy to post actually. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;wells. lots of things happened when school hols start. but everyday, eat shyt sleep. and then table tennis trainings, ballet, jazz. thats all. plus a little bit of going out here and there. Mrs Kavanagh wants me to go OFS to help out some teaching for the girlies who are like 4 to 6 years old. but they are real cute, i swear (: and jiao lian wants me to tuition the new china people from maris, one hour for $10. QUITE ATTRACTIVE HUH. but still, no time. very busy during the hols this time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;working on ballet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;working on jazz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;working on table tennis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;working on myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Trainings have been fun and tired and emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ballet have been tired and painful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jazz have been real fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;hope my brother gets leave on next monday and tuesday from army. then i will be going KL from sat to next tues. cant wait manns. KL = ice skating. :D i still remember when i ice skated with Jen at jurong not very long ago. haha she was so funny! at first we were like YES! no people there. only around 5 or so. so we took the opportunity to familarise oursevles first. then half and hour pass by, another half an hour pass by. more and more ppl came. then Jen said to me, "lucky we were here early. or else we will be falling on our butts like every minute." haha. but singapore's ice skating quite small. limited land area. so after skating for like 1 to 2 minutes i finish one whole round already. look forward to KL ((:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-5491186611221214967?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5491186611221214967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5491186611221214967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/11/21-nov-07-wednesday-9.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-2612860850926296679</id><published>2007-10-14T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T21:53:07.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday, 14 October 07 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8.28pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAH. this post shall be specially for EUNICE GOH JIN HUI for her FOUR-TEEN BIRTHDAY!!! (: happy birthday!!! :D and sorry euNICE it has been 20 hours and 28 minutes since your birthday and i am only posting it now. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;wells we can say that we are actually very fated and have quite lots things in common. hmm. i shall list them! and you shall read them ONE BY ONE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;1. Born from the same hospital. KK hospital. (erhems. for chio people. xD haha JOKING.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;2. loves gym! ( although i not in gym (: ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;3. sat beside you on your left during the first term haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;4. during history for the sir stamford raffles-and-someone letter, you got mine and i got yours :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;5. inborned-spastically xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;6. stay in the same area within walking distance --- BISHAN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;7. MYA maths and history got the same marks LOLS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;8. great minds think alike (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;9. we both are quite losers at times :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;10. behaving crazily in public and buying EXOTIC stuffs (if you get what i mean...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YAY. haha. ohhhh yeeesss!!! (: i bought a white and pink stripes very pweety shirt for you and i also have exactly the same one. and actually i forgot to pass you another of your present that MATCHES WELL with your shirt. *evil grins* bet you will DEFINITELY LIKE IT. HAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hmm. we starting hanging out like in june this year. haha. in the beginning of this year i see you like very guai guai one. (erhems. budden leh, inside your mind donno how corrupted it is!) in class also quiet quiet one. but AH. second semester SOMEONE HOR. donno WHO, always get picked but zhang lao shi and mrs ummu choo HOR. xD and then somemore in the beginning of the year zhang lao shi always call you "SI HUI" instead of "JIN HUI" HAHA. tsk tsk tsk. xD and then mrs ummu choo always say, "EUNICE and partner......" OMG haha. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway. i had real fun hanging out with you, studying with you, dancing mambo with you, shopping with you, buying exotic and crazy stuffs with you. (: top most memorable stuff being with you together: Buying winnie-the-pooh black ^^^ in carrefour at plaza sing. GAWD, i can still imagine how stupid was i HELPING YOU to carry yours in my hands too. so end up i was like carrying two ^^^ in my hands, and we laughing and being very crazy and noisy trying to find our way to the cashier counter and pay those IMMEDIATELY. LOLS! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;top most malu-and-spoiling-our-school-name-thing we did in public: TAKING YOUR OBS PHOTO FROM THE PHOTO-ID MACHINE with nat. hahahahaa. we were like some siao char bo laughing our a** off, wearing our school uniform somemore. i bet everybody were like staring at us can. haha. thanks for all the laughter you gave to me that totally erased off my sorrows and troubles! (: you makes my day! and always (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wells from the beginning of the year until now, you changed pretty alot. hahah. a little bit larr, not exactly alot. became more crazy thats all. (and talkative plus ego) HAHA, dont worry euNICE, thats a good improvement, it shows that i have been taking good care of you all the while and influencing you with the good stuffs. xD (seriously lahh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. thanks especially for helping my in my work, helping me to score in history. haha still remember we went to the library and study that night from 7-9pm? haha. just to tell you, half of the time you were commenting on the way i dress and digressing away. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so. you FINALLY BECAME 14. after being so sad that MY BIRTHDAY is earlier than YOURS xD HAHA ibet you were and are :D EUNICE AH. grew one year older le hor. zhang da le hor. dont think you can bully now ah. if not i will bull your sister next year when she comes in as a freshman xD haha no worries larr. i wont de larr. i taxi with you home almost everyday before exam period, you think i will bully your sister treat you bad? (: *hee* i have to thank you very much for allowing me to taxi home with you. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hope you enjoyed on friday when me and april celebrated your birthday (: i will remember you forever as my most memorable friend who i did loads of spastic things together HAHAHAHAHAHA. (: love you GOH-fish! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LOVEES&lt;3,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;chloe aka LEW-lian! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-2612860850926296679?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2612860850926296679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2612860850926296679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunday-14-october-07-8_14.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-5868275188689955800</id><published>2007-10-14T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:03:53.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friday, 12 october 07&lt;br /&gt;8.16pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;WHEE!! (: had choral speaking in the morning from 8 to 9am (stupid lorr, make us go back to school just for ONE pathetic hour. argh.... &gt;&lt;) after that, ME, EUNICE GOH AND APRIL went to wisma atria and taka, finding out that all the shops were CLOSED. okay, we were there at like 9 30am? haha. so photogenic us started snapping away photos of ourselves with those huge boards of advertisements. okay, here they are! xD taken from eunice goh. thanks dearie (: haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121182659737478370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIYfu-K5OI/AAAAAAAAAJc/IhDuZx-9CZg/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;me and april trying to imitate the women. except there was no strong wind to blow our hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIYf--K5PI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JnwQ84gxdXo/s1600-h/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121182664032445682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIYf--K5PI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JnwQ84gxdXo/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; eunice and me posing randomly, donno what were we posing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIYf--K5QI/AAAAAAAAAJs/VzR4KE32mCI/s1600-h/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121182664032445698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIYf--K5QI/AAAAAAAAAJs/VzR4KE32mCI/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ta-daa!! april and her lovey doraemon! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIYf--K5RI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/S345GyVAppQ/s1600-h/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121182664032445714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIYf--K5RI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/S345GyVAppQ/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; eunice goh being the father and april being the son haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIYgO-K5SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Cisedgb-mXg/s1600-h/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121182668327413026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIYgO-K5SI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Cisedgb-mXg/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;eunice and me. i swear thAT was super appetizing can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121183278212769074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIZDu-K5TI/AAAAAAAAAKE/N9IHJFjfc3g/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;*muacks*:D (april, you are suppose to go closer xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121183278212769106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIZDu-K5VI/AAAAAAAAAKU/oDp7uztSKys/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; haha april so cute :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121183282507736418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIZD--K5WI/AAAAAAAAAKc/2SmjBKhoyCY/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yay me and eunice! loves! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121183282507736434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIZD--K5XI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pHghXb4VG7o/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;eunice and april! loves! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121183991177340290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIZtO-K5YI/AAAAAAAAAKs/uwqEAVDH690/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;arpil posing as the bottom left man. me posing as the top right man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121183991177340306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIZtO-K5ZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/qJCm-3K-df0/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;april's dream car lahh. trying to hint hint to the seller issit? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121183991177340322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIZtO-K5aI/AAAAAAAAAK8/JoRn5KP4vyQ/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;okayys that man wasn't heavy at all. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121183995472307634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIZte-K5bI/AAAAAAAAALE/XX3RL9G3Ubo/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;april and eunice trying to seduce the camera. :D HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121183995472307650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIZte-K5cI/AAAAAAAAALM/aQBo6aY0xSA/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;eunice tried to snap a shot while we were on the escalator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121184644012369362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIaTO-K5dI/AAAAAAAAALU/qhqWd1RjUR8/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sp happened that there was a candyman sailor cap! (forced to wear and snap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121184644012369378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIaTO-K5eI/AAAAAAAAALc/Gi3uGcF36n4/s320/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MISS APRIL CHIA, LADY OF BELMONT (merchant of venice) xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-5868275188689955800?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5868275188689955800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5868275188689955800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunday-14-october-07-8.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RxIYfu-K5OI/AAAAAAAAAJc/IhDuZx-9CZg/s72-c/Eunice%2527s%2Bphotos0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-6579147050150194812</id><published>2007-10-11T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T23:41:35.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thursday, 11 October 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11.25pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;GAWD. EYAs are FINALLY over manns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;had lots of fun shopping with euniceGOH today in j8! xD went to buy her sis's and lin wen's birthday present. bought her sis's present like REAL FAST. but after that we went to LOTS of shops to find stuffs for lin wen. (honestly, all the shops sells things that suits her alot but its just that abit ex.. =/) anyway, so. GUESS WHAT WE BOUGHT. haha whoever reads this will never imagine we are like SO CRAZY. xD we came to ice lemon tee to buy a ......... pink colour TUBE for lin wen OMG HAHHA. here was what happened:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(i saw a halter and went to pick it up curioUsly. out of CURIOSITY i swear)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; eh what's this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EUNICE:&lt;/strong&gt; its a halter lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; hmm nice leh not bad. (was looking at a white colour one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EUNICE:&lt;/strong&gt; oh i think the pink one below lin wen will love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; no we are not going to but that for her! eew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EUNICE:&lt;/strong&gt; oh whats this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; its a TUBE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EUNICE:&lt;/strong&gt; eh quite nice leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; yeah not bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EUNICE:&lt;/strong&gt; are you going to like..... buy it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; yeah lets pick a pink one for her *evil grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;after searching for a sweet pink colour one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; oh this is the only pink one left on display?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EUNICE:&lt;/strong&gt; i think so.. go ask lor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;so I WAS THE ONE who go and ask the assisstant if there is a new pink colour tube. meanwhile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EUNICE:&lt;/strong&gt; oh my gosh lar you are like seriously going to buy that?! LOL! OMG I CANT BELIEVE THIS MANNS. this is like so crazy!! *freaking out with laughter* gosh i cant believe this. going out with you always do alot of this kind of crazy stuffs one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HAHA. then i went to check for any defects on the tube. then while i was checking away, eunice was like saying something bout must check the tube if got any defects, like if the hooks can put through the b** stripe. LOL. then after that we wanted to buy b** stripe for lin wen to match with the tube. HAHA OMG. eunice was like choosing a bright pink/red with FLOWERY DESIGNS on the stripe and then when we found out the price, ok forget it. too ex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;after we paid for lin wen's present..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EUNICE:&lt;/strong&gt; aiyah you keep lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; huh why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EUNICE:&lt;/strong&gt; if my mum found out she surely kill me one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i was laughing inside xD )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; haha are you serious your mum will like check your bag? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EUNICE:&lt;/strong&gt; aiyah you just keep it lahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME:&lt;/strong&gt; ok lorr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but in the end eunice brought it home STILL. xD LOL! it was like so fun shopping out with eunice today HAHA. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-6579147050150194812?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6579147050150194812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/6579147050150194812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/10/thursday-11-october-07-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-8112610725595820345</id><published>2007-10-03T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T17:33:38.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday, 03 October 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5.27pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Current Status: freaking out for EYAs. Tests starts tommorow. and ends next thusday. whereby all other non-IP schools end their exams THIS week. urgh. i swear i am gonna die for philo tmr. what can i say to support Capital Punishment manns? Other than using Utilitarianism Theory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ohwells. shant blog too much for this whole of one week. aiming for GPA 3.2. (AIMING. HOPING.) x.x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-8112610725595820345?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8112610725595820345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8112610725595820345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/10/wednesday-03-october-07-5.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-8903447288262088179</id><published>2007-09-27T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T00:26:47.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thursday, 27 September 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11.50pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yups. 10 more minutes to lin's birthday. (: HAPPY BIRTHDAY to you first. (: &lt;33&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wells the first time i saw you was during P6 november i guess. when we were attending mental skills at RG after DSA-ing in. to be honest, the VERY FIRST moment i saw you was when you were sitting beside your mum, on the bench in the foyer, looking abit lost. haha. because i guessed you have not known the seniors yet but at that time i already did cos i already started trg in RG before that. so yeah. then when we were in the AVA room attending mental skills you were sitting diagonally right in front of me. then you turned back and asked me what's my name. So that was the first step to our friendship. the first conversation we had. and the first time time we took the same bus, alighted at the same stop just the first day we met. (: i still remembered you asking me this very cute question when we boarded 105 on our way home, "Can i be your best friend?" (: That question sounded so innocent. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sometimes we weren't very fated after all. not being in the same class in sec one. but we are in some sense still fated being together because we were just neighbouring classes. YOU, being my rgtt angel. and I, being your rgtt mortal. and the very moment you handed me my angel letter (which is actually from you), you practically gave away the answer. the answer that tells me that YOU are my angel and that you are not very good in keeping hints. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So afterthat for the whole of sec one, we were lettering to each onter more often than others do, going home together everyday, stick with each other like nobody can separate us, taking spastic neoprints, going out and made a fool of ourselves, creating new names for each other and stuffs. those memories were unforgettable. especially when we were so close to each other as if fearing to loose each other any moment. the happy moments we had, during trgs and whatsoever, we just shared the happiness with each other, laughing like some person who has laughing fits and all. those were the days, that i will, never, never forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and then one year past. sec 2 came. maybe you can say that we are actually NOT fated. again, dying to hope that we will be in the same class, but we are not. and it turned out to be worst. ME, on the fourth floor. and YOU, on the third floor. the moment i knew this, it just seemd so depressing. it was like one whole level apart from each other. i was scared too, that our friendship may distant day by day, month by month. Of course, we cant deny that our friendship indeed, had distant. we rarely go home with each other, we rarely wait for each other outside each other's class to go home together, we rarely go out to make a fool of ourselves, we rarely take neoprints, we rarely write letters to each other anymore. You had your commitments, and i had mine. But i constantly kept trying. kept trying to spend time with you. fearing to loose you some day. fearing that we wont be as close as ever. fearing that someone will take you away. but i just cant control you no matter how right. So i tried to be there for you whenever you need me. hoping that i could be your shoulder to lean on and cry on. hoping that you could pour all your troubles to me. because at least i know that you want to me to be there for you. and all these things i have been working hard on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wells, friends cant be forever together after all. you know. arguments may often happen and all that. But i just hope that we will stay on together, be there for each other, be as retarded and spastic as before, and let our friendship keep burning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy Birhtday (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOVES, CHLOE aka TWIN aka JIE aka HONEY LEMON aka KRISTY (if there is still somemore, i think i forgot. now you know the consequences of creating so many names for ourselves. haha.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-8903447288262088179?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8903447288262088179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8903447288262088179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/09/thursday-27-september-07-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-8482509242883176475</id><published>2007-09-27T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T00:29:25.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;27 September 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;12.27am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(rap this people)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Album: Singapop by Dick Lee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Once upon a time, in 1965&lt;br /&gt;Singapore took a great big dive&lt;br /&gt;No one came to lend a hand&lt;br /&gt;We stood tall and kept our stand                         4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the problem one by one&lt;br /&gt;They all added up to hundreds of ones&lt;br /&gt;Top of the list was the high birth rate&lt;br /&gt;‘Cos the number of children was just too great      8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So came Mr Lee Kuan Yew&lt;br /&gt;Who told us we must stop at two&lt;br /&gt;With all the info in his hands&lt;br /&gt;He told his men                                                 12&lt;br /&gt; “Sit down and plan”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- They were the *SFPB -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abortions were legalised&lt;br /&gt;Childbirth was minimised                                    16&lt;br /&gt;Women who were wise&lt;br /&gt;They sterilised&lt;br /&gt;Those who didn’t were penalised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years went by, birth rates declined            20&lt;br /&gt;Problems vanished from people’s minds&lt;br /&gt;Then came the government with a policy&lt;br /&gt;“Now it’s time to move on to three!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for this drastic fixation                       24&lt;br /&gt;Was the ageing population&lt;br /&gt;So women bore and bore&lt;br /&gt;And children became more and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the 90’s modern life                                28&lt;br /&gt;People’s families, so small size&lt;br /&gt;Honours, Masters, phDs&lt;br /&gt;They feel that kids mean more school fees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here comes Mr Goh Chok Tong                      32&lt;br /&gt;“Three or more and you won’t go wrong”&lt;br /&gt;So people say, “Let’s heed the advice”&lt;br /&gt;Dragon babies all arrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids number 1, 2 and 3                                      36&lt;br /&gt;Kiasu, Kiasi, Kiaseemi!&lt;br /&gt;Parents queue up for primary schools&lt;br /&gt;Camp at school with all their tools&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 30 years of independence                           40&lt;br /&gt;Into stage three we make our entrance&lt;br /&gt;In 2030, we’ll be a great new nation&lt;br /&gt;A country with OPTIMUM POPULATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*SFPB – Singapore Family Planning Board) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-8482509242883176475?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8482509242883176475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8482509242883176475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/09/27-september-07-12.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-5170304443425203436</id><published>2007-09-20T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T20:36:06.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thursday, 20 September 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8.05pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;ZOMG my blog is so dead. xD HAHA. i just realise eunice goh is getting to use the word "ZOMG" quite frequently now. anyway, ahhhhhhh eunice goh!!! i hope everything goes smoothly for our mambo exam tomorow!! =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;today i was helping out Mrs Kavanagh to assist the sec ones for their cha cha exam. and then whoa. guess what. one of the girls cried &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then yesterday, i had so fun photo-ID-ing with eunice goh and natalie. we took a taxi down to junction 8 and when we were about to get off the taxi, natalie was like, "oh no! where's my wallet?! shit! i cant find my wallet!" and then after that when we got down the taxi, " oh there haha. i found it." i asked her where she found it and she said, "oh haha. in my side pocket of my bag." and then we were like giving the kind of diao face at each other. haha. so after that we went to the PHOTO-ID MACHINE to take eunice goh and nat's picture for their OBS forms. this is what happened while natalie was inside taking her photo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me: eh eunice, let's go pull nat's shoe lace while she take then later her photo come out will show her screaming face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eunice: HAHA OMG OKAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me (shouting to nat inside) : oh wait nat! where's your tie?! you need your tie! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nat: OH NO SHIT!! CRAP HOW TO STOP THIS THING?! *bang bang bangs* SHIT HOW TO STOP THIS THING?! (nat was banging the machine attempting to pause the photo taking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me: nah nah nah here here here! (then i passed her my tie inside) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Retarded nat. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eunice goh kept laughing away after that, like some siao char bo, spoiling our school's image. :D Laugh until her hair very messy also. and i think she almost pee-d. xD AHAHAAHA. then it was eunice's turn to photo-id herself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me: Nat, let's pull eunice's shoe laces. (haha as you see, i am the mastermind behind all these:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nat: no larh, let's tickle her leg! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me: HAHA okay you do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then nat tickles eunice's leg inside then eunice was like screaming out her lungs. XD OMG HAHA. So darn retarded. end up all photos come out showing herself with her big mouth opening. like she thinks she taking neo print like that. HOR EUNICE? xD HAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway after that we took 54 home. thanks to eunice goh and nat, i missed FOUR buses just to wait for 54 with you'all. ok so the end for this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;oh yes. and i woke up late today. end up taxi-ing to school. woke up at 6.30am haha. because yesterday i talked on the phone until 1am with someone. HAHA. (anyways, my latest record was on the phone until 2.45am hahaa). toodles. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;3chloe.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dancer at 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/33639591-5170304443425203436?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5170304443425203436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5170304443425203436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/09/thursday-20-september-07-8.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4067853034707642484</id><published>2007-08-22T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T20:16:42.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday, 22 August 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7.47pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;my day today was so random and somehow dont know what words to use to describe it. i had history test today. pretty OKAY. hope i wont flunked it this time round. it was quite freezing in my classroom. and the most amusing thing that our rg foolscap paper used for the history test was in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;lines. hahaha. normally its either green or black but this time they changed it to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink.&lt;/span&gt;    ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway. in the morning i received a letter saying that i have house comm. interview after school TODAY. i just received it TODAY morning some more. anna said that she could not contact me ytd but okay thats not important. and then i was like HUH?! how come i didnt noe my interview was right today. its either i blur or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;after my history test in the morning was my physics block. quite sleepy. (just one hour and a half hour after i reached school i already started to feel sleepy in class HAHA.) but luckily recess saved me after physics. had to follow eunice goh all the way to the G.O to photocopy her dumb englich vocab list (HAHA xD) BUT THEN LEH, haiz, she fated one, the photocopier jmmed with paper inside. lols! so i go ask Ms Christina to help solve the jamming problem. and after that she praised me randomly, "like this kind of situation you did the right thing to inform me to repair. or else ah you all cannot anyhow go open the machine. ya you did the right thing." LOLS. awwww sorry eunice, you didnt get the credit..... xD HAHHAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we then had music test and it was like super give-away answers because our teachers practically EXPLAINED EXPLICITLY what kind of answers she expect from EACH question. haha. she is super nice! (: then i got 16/20 hahaha. after that we had mambo! (: eunice goh practically STEPPED ON MY TOES. (thanks alot.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;now on my interview. wells i interviewed for next year &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tarbet&lt;/span&gt; mass dance captain. (: about 5 peoply interviewed me. lols. quite scary in the beginning. then talk talk talk....... and amanda keep asking me to ask my mum to let me join cheerleading. haha. my sadly my mum doesn't really allow me EVER SINCE sec one. :( den when the interview was about to end, i was asked to do CATWALK and DANCE any short dance for them. omg hahahaha!!! i was like huh?! catwalk?! anyway. hope i get in! (: (: (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;here comes the terrible part. i was about to walk-cum-abit-of-running to beat the traffic light when i tripped over my shoes laces and practically fell on the dumb concrete floor. i was like shyt wth. i got home with my left knee and right arm (what a weird combination and position which i fell) bleeding. sighs. must be eunice goh who made my way home unlucky after sending me some sms full of "praises" to me. xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;rights anyway. i gotta at least flip through my physics notebook. test tmr. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;3chloe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-4067853034707642484?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4067853034707642484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4067853034707642484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/08/wednesday-22-august-07-7.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-3319772551211237722</id><published>2007-08-12T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T15:42:40.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday, 12 August 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3.36pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hate you pointe work. i swear i'm gonna hate pointe work for the rest of my life when i am having ballet classes. GAWSH. i had CENTER POINTE work today(!!!!!). damn i hate it. i came home with 5 BIG BLISTERS on my toes. 3 on my right foot, 2 on my left foot. (i shan't go into any further details..) SAVE ME MAN. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Eunice goh you better NOT step my my toes for mambo lessons tmr in school. I SWEAR IT HURTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;even if it hurts, you still have to dance... &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/33639591-3319772551211237722?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/3319772551211237722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/3319772551211237722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/08/sunday-12-august-07-3.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-7430158499540930214</id><published>2007-08-08T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:03:58.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday, 08 August 07&lt;br /&gt;5.35pm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;NATIONAL DAY CELEBRATION!&lt;/u&gt; (with ZHENG NING and JIA JUN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today had sooo much fun during celebs! (: snapped quite lots of pictures and shall briefly tell you whats it about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096266598481744818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmTeFsxU7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/IeUHwF6iwp0/s320/DSCF1352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;these are just sec 3s and sec4s sitting in the amphitheatre. while sec 1s and 2s have to stand up along the corridors of the classrooms *sobs* well, its red and white indeed! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096266598481744802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmTeFsxU6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/jcfLot44OdY/s320/DSCF1351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our guest speaker Mr Tay Kheng Soon. at first we thought that he is some contracter (look at the way he dresses closely... &gt;&lt;) but he IS an architect! how cool! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096266607071679426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmTelsxU8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/vlFFDJbumgg/s320/DSCF1354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;meanwhile....... Liting was stoning..... she was wearing some shirt that says " H(OT) " in front of the shirt. quite cute. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096266611366646738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmTe1sxU9I/AAAAAAAAAFc/nIsQhoBEJ74/s320/DSCF1385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;AND then we have some elderly women from the old folks home to attend our celebs. and the MOST HILARIOUS thing is that the second lady from the extreme right of the row KEPT LAUGHING SO HARD all the way thorughout the whole programme!!! LOL!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096268763145262050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmVcFsxU-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/XUzzXRT7Cm0/s320/DSCF1359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh my GAWHS!!! Mrs Ho's baby daughter is soooooo CUUUTEE!!!!! she had big shiny eyes!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096268776030163954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmVc1sxU_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/77GZc4hMZF4/s320/DSCF1357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our uniform grouups performing a Fancy Drill, forming letters of N, D, P, O, 7 and a heart shape! cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096268780325131266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmVdFsxVAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/s8lXeylJIRc/s320/DSCF1360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;212's skit performance. apparently the light blus is water, red is fire, green is earth, and dark blue is air (?!?!) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096270386642900002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmW6lsxVCI/AAAAAAAAAGE/x3m1VdrVcw8/s320/DSCF1363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;202's class skit which i LOVE the most. this part is whereby they say "OH, MY GOD, I THINK I NEED A MANICURE. THE SUN, I SWEAR, IS BLEACHING OFF MY COLOURED HAIR. RED BLUS YELLOW GREEN, WHATS THE COLOUR OF MY (TEAM?). I DONT KNOW, I DONT CARE, ........" hahahaha. bimbotic lines. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096270395232834610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmW7FsxVDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0UVTFVEVKtQ/s320/DSCF1364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;these are the japanese soldiers. second from left is SAM!!! haha she is so cute! they were saying "SHA! SHA! SHA! SHA! XI-SHUA-SHUA XI-SHUA-SHUA XI-SHUA-SHUA" lols!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096270403822769218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmW7lsxVEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VyNVAZ6E7BM/s320/DSCF1366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is the war part i think. can you spot the japanese soldiers so called being "ambushed" behind the so called "bushes" ? haha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096272452522169426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmYy1sxVFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/NS3YegKF5OY/s320/DSCF1371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;206's class skit. Joey was "lip singing" the song. she's cute though. haha. matches her character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096272456817136738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmYzFsxVGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6ozOeTACw8U/s320/DSCF1374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;their singing-cum-dance part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096272461112104050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmYzVsxVHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/QCrjE3hXl-w/s320/DSCF1378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;some sec 4s/sec3s pictures now. this particular picture is donno some performance. all i know was the extreme left acted as HARRY LEE KUAN YEW in PAP hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096272465407071362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmYzlsxVII/AAAAAAAAAG0/YWDAzgoYxyQ/s320/DSCF1380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;some samsui women.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096274295063139474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmaeFsxVJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZZj9tsRKrQ8/s320/DSCF1403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;some SOLDIERS and PAP people lols. this class quite funny. cos... (see next picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096274303653074098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmaelsxVLI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ucsbH-9oU28/s320/DSCF1405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;they were rapping this song-cum-poem and if you take a closer look, it says, "seh kia (give birth" and "qi jia (price)" on the cardboard. plus next,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096274303653074114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmaelsxVMI/AAAAAAAAAHU/c4Vomh0bJ0M/s320/DSCF1406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;also says "mai kia (dont scared)" haha. their composed poem was so funny with all the hokien and chinese words rhyming! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096275982985286866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmcAVsxVNI/AAAAAAAAAHc/FqBzbwaC5os/s320/DSCF1397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is nicole and tabitha's class. the red yellow and red is the traffic lights and the black white black white peoply sitting down are the ZEBRA CROSSING. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096275991575221474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmcA1sxVOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TcbSduW1eh0/s320/DSCF1398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and haha, this is the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096275991575221490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmcA1sxVPI/AAAAAAAAAHs/0RAHYDQ_o1o/s320/DSCF1407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;AND OF COURSE! RGS HAS OUR VERY OWN TWO CAMPUS SUPERSTAR!!! (: Jia Jun on the left and Zheng Ning on the right, singing "HOME".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096275995870188802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmcBFsxVQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/AcbYBDYcKsw/s320/DSCF1409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Zheng Ning (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096275995870188818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmcBFsxVRI/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZrL-tEZ65VU/s320/DSCF1410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and Jia Jun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096277606482924834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/Rrmde1sxVSI/AAAAAAAAAIE/nM0YFhNVVdg/s320/DSCF1412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;after that when we all had community singing for all the NDP songs, some class chiong all the way down and start huddling each other and we all sang our hearts out!!! AWWW....... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096277610777892146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmdfFsxVTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/4Bmeeiov1ew/s320/DSCF1415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096277610777892162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmdfFsxVUI/AAAAAAAAAIU/IJzCGO5Pjjw/s320/DSCF1421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;WHHOOOO!!! and then 5 blue balls come throwing into the crowd and everyone started reaching out for their hands to hit the ball around! haha so fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096277615072859490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmdfVsxVWI/AAAAAAAAAIk/iXuk6FKFCMg/s320/DSCF1418.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096279255750366578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/Rrme-1sxVXI/AAAAAAAAAIs/tqhVoa0FgxQ/s320/DSCF1418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096279260045333890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/Rrme_FsxVYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/FZ1xYTPJ89A/s320/DSCF1423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;few RGS bears then came "flying down" from the second level. wahahaha. together with some attached words like "NDP07" or something. cant remember &gt;&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096279260045333906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/Rrme_FsxVZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-RblYC54xwQ/s320/DSCF1424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;apparently the blue ball was still bouncing around while we were trying to get the bears down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096279264340301218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/Rrme_VsxVaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Mhqiqlq1sFE/s320/DSCF1427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;NEXT UP came the singapore flag with two RGS bears at the edge came descending downwards from the second level too! (unexpected (: )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and of course! no RGS celebrations will end without our............... RAFFLES CHEER!!!! :D everyone had fun screaming while doing Raffles Unite cheer. haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096280776168789442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmgXVsxVcI/AAAAAAAAAJU/gA3Q8_Yv_co/s320/DSCF1429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(when i got home to change and charge my camera's batteries, i saw this pile of batteries lining up so nicely on my brother's desk. GOOF. )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ANYWAY, after the celebs me and Cherie Gan Bang Bang were so kan jiong that immediately rushed to the toilet to change out for our speech day rehearsal while in the end they announced that it will start half an hour later...... -.-"" made me sweated like hell. and then it turned out that our rehearsal was so screwed up until we ended early and will be having another rehearsal next thurs. zzzz. me, wei ying, nat, and berenice were playing the thumb game while waiting and we had hell lots of fun laughing and making lots of noise HAHA!!!! (while every other ppl were trying to sleep....) but it was SOOO FUN playing the thumb game :D YAYNESS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the joy, the pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;3chloelew(:&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/33639591-7430158499540930214?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7430158499540930214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7430158499540930214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/08/wednesday-08-august-07-5.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrmTeFsxU7I/AAAAAAAAAFM/IeUHwF6iwp0/s72-c/DSCF1352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-3947822911542429970</id><published>2007-08-07T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T21:22:20.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tuesday, 07 August 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9.09pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Sometimes you just feel like breaking down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;But nobody is there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Sometimes you feel like crying your heart out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;But nobody is there to listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;The ache in your mind and your body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;sometimes just give you a total crap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;forcing you to give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;and just collapse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;It totally suck, to think of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;but you just have no choice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;and to accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;reach out for me :(&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/33639591-3947822911542429970?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/3947822911542429970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/3947822911542429970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/08/tuesday-07-august-07-9.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-5825503054108796096</id><published>2007-08-04T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:04:01.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Saturday, 04 Aungust 07&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11.07pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GOSH. i just realised that my blogging season is like hell starting in the middle of my season of tests. ok anyway i just feel random and so happened that i was looking through the photos i took in my class in the beginning of the year. shall introduce some of my class' characters. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094863028939215170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrSW7lsxUUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cqK-TrZDwWo/s320/DSCF0673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;chua jiemin don know wad was she doing sitting besaide on the way to singapore arts museum that time........ BUT her orange specs is cute! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094863028939215186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrSW7lsxUVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/G3wKELI1soI/s320/DSCF0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlene appearing. but IF you take a CLOSER LOOK, there's EUNICE GOH poking her head out trying to "qiang(3) jing(4) tou(2)" of my camera...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094869217987088866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrScj1sxUeI/AAAAAAAAABk/Botait-cu4c/s320/DSCF0841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's KAR MIN the pro in english and lit and philo prefect in our class. (: and there's enice CHONG on the right white her cool white specs! (P.S both EUNICEs in my class are in tramp gym. how cool can that be. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094864201465287026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrSX_1sxUXI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UmX_Qy06WXc/s320/DSCF0818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;OHHHH!!! amanda tan is soooo cute!!! ahahaa. XD my mei! lols. (people thought we looked alike... abit the off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094864785580839298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrSYh1sxUYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/36GhPCGz3sw/s320/DSCF0822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Brendaaa ahahaa. trying to pose for me take photo. XD AS YOU SEE, she love RED colour (look at her specs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094864789875806610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrSYiFsxUZI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lmb3pZ87rxg/s320/DSCF0826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;HAHAHA liting is soo funny. guess whats she doing? =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094866224394883490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrSZ1lsxUaI/AAAAAAAAABE/4GyCOzKx9GY/s320/DSCF0823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;cherieeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!! :D cherie gan bang bang our another class vice chair. famous for her unique way of laughing hahah. (seriously, you gotta hear her laugh in class. natalie always get amused by her. )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094869222282056194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrSckFsxUgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Sz273C0G7I4/s320/DSCF0849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;errrr cherie, my camera is here.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094866228689850802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrSZ11sxUbI/AAAAAAAAABM/MKk2-eXz0eA/s320/DSCF0832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cherie stoning at the back..... AMANDA TAI trying to act sexy in front of the camera LOLS!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094866232984818114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrSZ2FsxUcI/AAAAAAAAABU/Hhkg7NmoC80/s320/DSCF0835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahah i caught our class's pro basketballer THE-END-NAAAAA. (deanna)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094866232984818130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrSZ2FsxUdI/AAAAAAAAABc/URKGzqcF9OE/s320/DSCF0839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heeee natalie accidentally looked into my cameraaa :D TALLIE-NUTTY-NAT! (nat! where's the net? go! nat goh! XD) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094869222282056178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrSckFsxUfI/AAAAAAAAABs/3f5o8T9DVOs/s320/DSCF0845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;doesn't wen yan look like a mouse?!?!!?!!!!!?? MOUSEY!!!! (: she loves laughing apparently HAHA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094869226577023506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrSckVsxUhI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KC6SR6ne7N0/s320/DSCF0861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;HELLO zann? you are suppose to smile over here! (: (she has lovely smiles. really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;thats all of what i managed to snap. i shall snap more during special occasions in school when i can bring my camera (: toodles! XD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;3chloelew(:&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/33639591-5825503054108796096?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5825503054108796096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5825503054108796096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/08/saturday-04-aungust-07-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrSW7lsxUUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/cqK-TrZDwWo/s72-c/DSCF0673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-8867678656482834682</id><published>2007-08-03T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T23:56:47.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friday, 03 August 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11.40pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;In Chronological Order:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1. Woke up very early today, but end up took 10 minutes to tie my hair. (bad hair day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2. Managed to flag a cab very fast and early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. The taxi Driver was SUPER WEIRD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;4. Stoned in the taxi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. Taxi fare cost $7.90&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;6. Almost die-ded upon reaching my 5-storeys-high-classroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. Dozed off during geography lesson. (which i have a test in next monday. sheit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;8. Didn't go for recess, Ummu Choo gave a whole pile of maths homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;9. Ate cornflake and sausage with natGOH and Brendaaaaa in class XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;10. Had fun during physics and english lessons. me and EUNICE GOH was busy sticking tape on each other's identical track suit jacket. (except her's is "RAFFLES GYMNASTICS" while mine is "RAFFLES TABLE TENNIS" .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;11. Royster Tan came and showed us his films (including a sneak preview on 881).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;12. plus luo zhi xiang came too. (donno how to spell &gt;&lt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;13. Only our class (the enthu ones :D) iniated to take photo (jumping up) with them hahaa. cos they claims that the strait times want it..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14. Me, EUNICE GOH, Brenda immediately chiong to Plaza Sing and ate lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(here comes the funniest part)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;15. Brenda went to Carrefour to buy 2 FBTs black shorts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;16. Me and EUNICE GOH ended up buying........ one black winnie the pooh sports ____ each LOL!!!! (EUNICE GOH actually gone mad today... XD )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;17. EUNICE GOH went to meet his st.gabs church friend while me and Brenda practically jay walk across one 50m traffic light to catch our bus 190&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;18. One car was horning away at us and one woman even "TSK TSK TSK....." at us. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;thats all. (: yay okay gotta sleep now. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;X.missing you.X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;3chloelew(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-8867678656482834682?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8867678656482834682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/8867678656482834682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/08/friday-03-august-07-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-384924086496617662</id><published>2007-08-02T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:04:01.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thursday, 02 August 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;WHOOOOSH. oopsy. it has been decades ever since i blogged. because of EUNICE GOH JIN HUI, who kept on telling me my blog is dead, thats why i blogged this. but ok anyway. shall briefly talked bout the pastings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hmm. i shall start from my BIRTHDAY! :D (erm which is just one week and threedays ago...) thanks EUNICE GOH JIN HUI for the nicey-orangey-cutey-little-pouch! (: thank you! also gotten an extremely cute puppy soft toy *HEES*, handphone chain with my chio name XD *grins*, small soft toy key chain, a nail buffer from the body shop, a perlini's silver necklace, a fluffy pink colour ball key chain,, three pweety clothes and some $$$ from all my loveliess-friends!! thanks (: and others who wished me happy birthday. (: oh and thanks for the two people who practically came to house door step to give me a birthday surprise, plus the harry potter and the deathly hallows book and the three mushrooms chain y'all gave. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;next up. last friday me and EUNICE GOH had soooo much fun playing around during our CIP. lols!!! ahaha, EUNICE GOH was practically bullying one cat high guy that we worked with HAHA. thanks eunice for giving me the jinx cos on wednesday i coincidentally met him outside cat high while i was desperately trying to flag a cab to school. -.- but ANYWAY, haha i just loved being with my retarded partner-in-crime ahaah. me and EUNICE GOH even took a picture of our shoes being tied up togather in knots by EUNICE CHONG AND DAYNA. (and EUNICE GOH even posted the picture on her friendster.... see how spastic can she gets XD no offence :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094032768811225394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrGj0FsxUTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XKyLb9lg0rM/s320/me+and+eunice%27s+shoes!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;eunice goh and my shoes!! :D and we extra-ly put the black tape on our tied-up shoes cos we were trying to waste the black tape :P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;den on monday, this week monday, i had MAMBO with EUNICE GOH as my dance partner. lols. but she is the girl while i am the guy. hmpps. and lucky EUNICE GOH didnt step on my foot HA HA. (you better not.) and also had hip hop after that. yay that was fun too! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;now goes to today. today, me and EUNICE GOH (again), were acting retarded in the canteen during our lunch break. we were being so crazy about the vanilla flavour pocky that we almost bought it everyday. den today EUNICE GOH had this crazy idea of taking photos of the pocky we bought each. and DEN, (EUNICE GOH'S IDEA) we tried taking photo of us biting one pocky at the two ends each HAHA. but because after that we kept laughing den we bit off our part of the pocky stick and it broke lols. but anyway, rg is going pocky craze now. hahaha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;OMGOSH. and the best thing happened today. 'THANKS' some two people for appearing at my house today. funny huh. still fake me say you all boarding bus 88 going off already but in the end never board. wth. still tell me lay red carpet so to let you all come in my house. den my mum was wondering how come i like reacted to you all when you all passed my corridor. (she actually thought that you all were my neighbour's friends going to his house LOL) haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay i better do my physics journal now. enough of blogging woow, omg, i blogged so much. ok gtg do my homework. have chinese letter writing test tmr. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;p.s. ann jane may says BYES! to tom dick harry. XD ahaahhaa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;3chloelew(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-384924086496617662?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/384924086496617662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/384924086496617662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/08/thursday-02-august-07-4.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/RrGj0FsxUTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XKyLb9lg0rM/s72-c/me+and+eunice%27s+shoes!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-9130895534537795974</id><published>2007-05-16T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T21:47:40.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tuesday, 16 May 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9.32pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today euniceGOHJINHUI is my loser-partner gawsh. haha. after we stayed back for our RBD audition (which i think i went out..... er..... quite ok(: but anw 201 did a good job!) eunice is such a MEAN GURL can, made me waited for 132 with her. hor qian jing xiao jie? XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ended up i became such a loser cos i missed one 105 just because i need to take 132 with eunice and also ended up alighted at some ulu-ulu place right after the far-east flora bus stop. ---- COS WE PRACTICALLY SAW THE STUPID 54  BUS DRIVER HAPPILY DROVE PAST RIGHT IN FRONT OF OUR BUS. and eunice wanted to stop further in front but i went to press the bell :P LOL!!!!! AHAHAHAHA. so we ended up like some people who are lost waiting in the middle of nowhere at some ulu-ulu bus stop HAHA. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BUT euniceGOHJINHUI is none better than me. cos while waiting for the goddamn 54, TWO 187 drove past which she can take that bus actually.... hahhaahhahaha. and SOME EGO PEOPLE praised HERSELF for being such a "NICE" gurl to wait for bus 54 with me (which is actually an excuse of wanting accompany me i noe XD). so while waiting there with boredom, we "discussed" on how should we present our tests marks to our parents. quite lame. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;okies i am suppose to do some bio research thing but ended up posting my blog -.- so i shall end for now (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;P.S oh and eunice. i thing there will be a third person bringing a pooh soft toy to school since we had piglet and eeyore. wonder who will it be. x) and i think i better keep my piglet safely cos cherie gan bang bang have been eyeing on my piglet from the begginning of today LOL. XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-9130895534537795974?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/9130895534537795974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/9130895534537795974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/05/tuesday-16-may-07-9.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-7408132523398998021</id><published>2007-04-30T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T18:27:05.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MARSE BARN :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monday, 30th April 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6.06pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;rights. just woke up after dozing off from doing my bio journal. (i seriously dont get the kick of writing and updating a journal other then reflecting yourself...) and the best thing is that my bio journal this time is more bout hmm..... ethics and stuffs? how bout a journal for you to write bout "is organ justifiable? what are the advantages and disadvantages of donating organ? what is an organ black market? would you like to donate an organ?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;YEA SURE I WILL. why not try to research on the anti-organ yellow market. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;or i bet you will end up writing how boring ur day is sleeping in class cos ur teacher is absent or probably writing bout how you have enjoyed talking on the phone always cos you just cant stop laughing and that it just takes away all your troubles? (: haha. (i do.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;anyway. have been busy busy busy hell busy mugging for my upcoming tests. sometimes i just abandoned my handphone without even realising and knowing it existed. sorry but i will promise that i will attend to our stuffs after that cos i know we have alot to settle. (wah great business huh. haha.) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-7408132523398998021?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7408132523398998021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/7408132523398998021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/04/monday-30th-april-07-6.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-5059356959113594232</id><published>2007-04-19T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T23:26:44.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MARSE BARN :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thursday, 19 April 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11.15pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so smart. some PEOPLE practically called me at 2am yesterday night, disturbing my peace while i am practically sleeping. and i have to pick up the call despite being half unconscious.... cos ... tht person loves chocolate. lols i am talking rubbish. wells anyway, moral of the story: always remember to off my phone before i sleep. -.- urgh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i am now trying to recover from my 'heart attack' i just received not longer ago. you know, you never knew if just a simple sms may 'kill' you. it is seriously terrible horrible that.............. ahhh nvm. shant think of it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;thanks for lending your ears to me just now on the phone!!! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-5059356959113594232?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5059356959113594232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/5059356959113594232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/04/thursday-19-april-07-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-4180306763237248229</id><published>2007-04-17T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T19:10:05.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tuesday, 17 April 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9.53pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We have shared our happiness and sorrows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;how i wish you were beside me&lt;br /&gt;to give me a shoulder to cry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;yup we have lost. thats all we can do. x(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-4180306763237248229?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4180306763237248229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/4180306763237248229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/04/screaming-my-heart-out-how-i-wish-you.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-2133307288604498301</id><published>2007-03-05T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T21:24:18.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monday, 05 Feb 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;9.12pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;alrights here are some chemistry jokes. and if you REALLY understand and gaddit, you will REALLY laugh yea. it wont take much time of yours! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;1. What did one atom tell another?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-I think i lost an electron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Are you sure?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-Yes, i am positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;2. A neutron walks into a bar; he asks the bartender: "How much for a beer?" The bartender looks at him and says: "For you, it's no charge".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;3. Why did a white bear dissolves in water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Because it was polar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;4. What do you do with a dead chemist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- Barium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;5. What weapon can you make from elements: potassium, nickel, iodine and iron?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- A KNIFe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;6. Why are chemists great for solving problems?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- They have all the solutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;7. What is a cation afraid of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- A dogion =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;8. Why did the ice cube get divorced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- His wife said he was too cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;9. Why did Carbon marry Hydrogen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;- They bonded well from the minute they met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;10. A group of organic molecules were having a party, when a group of robbers broke into the room and stole all of the guests joules. A tall, stong man, armed with machine gun came into the room and killed the robbers one by one. The guests were so grateful to this man, and they wanted to know who he was. He replied: My name is BOND, Covalent Bond. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-2133307288604498301?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2133307288604498301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2133307288604498301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/03/monday-05-feb-07-9.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-1088060443421699455</id><published>2007-02-25T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T12:01:32.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='R.A.N.D.O.M'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sunday, 25 Febuary 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;11.45am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;alrights. I AM POSTING NOW. dots dots dots.....  i am thinking of telling some idiots off on my tagboard. why cant u all stop being so childish and tag as other's ppl name or wadeva? dont be so lame la. want to spam dont spam on my tagboard can. losers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;anyway. my comp the web screwed up. i can open any wed EXCEPT FOR MY BLOG. !!!!!! stoopid. so i hafta log in my blog acc and preview it. tht sucks. i think my blog doesnt like me anymore lor. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ok i have nothing to blog about... gotta go for trg later so gotta mug mug mug for my tests later. tata! lurves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-1088060443421699455?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/1088060443421699455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/1088060443421699455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/02/sunday-25-febuary-07-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-2414932531263175999</id><published>2007-02-13T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T16:08:44.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tuesday, 12 Feburary 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10:20pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I am so sorry RGTT for letting you, the teachers-in-charge and the coaches down yesterday. i certainly did not play well and did not do my best. I was so heartbroken yesterday. I have let myself down. i had lost my game and overall RGS lost to the damn cedar. That was my most not-well-played match i played in my whole entire life of competing. It totally sucks. i dont know wad happened to me yesterday. i just didnt perform as my usual. i cried and cried over and over again 4 times. right after my whole game, my coach scolded me. after tht during our RGTT debrief, he 'scolded' me again. Then, he came personally to me and 'scolded' me again again. after tht, my teacher-in-charge talked to me. they said tht i should leave my tears for later on during the nationals when needed. i cried and cried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;i was so depressed tht today morning when i came to school, i didnt even talked to anyone, i just cant forget bout yeasterday's match and nothing could cheer me up. not until after PE i felt better. due to laughing. forgotten what i laughed bout. after sch i had training still. budden my trg was very ''unique'' today. normally i will play competition but all i had today wad ying jie 'pei lian' me. played/trained with him throughout the whole trg. and i still owe him 50cents for losing him. -.-""""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hui Hui, so sorry junior. But its over. dont let the matter affect us okay? We have gone through our sorrows, happiness and experience as ONE. i love you always!!! ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anw. just wanna thanks mei and hui for the comforting letter u all gave me today. ((: i love yall lots and RGTT rocks!!!! jia you b'div seniors for tmr match against cedar yeahx! we can do it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-2414932531263175999?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2414932531263175999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/2414932531263175999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/02/tuesday-12-feburary-07-1020pm-i-am-so.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-117084620629229011</id><published>2007-02-07T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:03:26.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday, 07 Feb 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6:50pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5829/3696/1600/689256/rgtt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5829/3696/200/666561/rgtt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;RGTT rox my socks. On monday C'Div had our first match. yups and we won Gan Eng Seng 5-0 in total. today C'Div against New Town and yups, we won 5-0 in total again! whoots! (: oh and B'Div, you all did great seniors! JIA YOU! ((: we the rafflesians shall show our power on next mon and wed yea. we can make it to double champs &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WE ARE THE TEAM TO BEAT - RGTT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;tyng-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-117084620629229011?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/117084620629229011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/117084620629229011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/02/wednesday-07-feb-07-650pm-rgtt-rox-my.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-117042959629978619</id><published>2007-02-02T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T23:19:56.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friday, 02 Feburary 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;10:52pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;OMG. MR MONK. how dare you help me post huh?!?!!? ok la THANK YOU FOR HELPING ME to post lor........ XD you really dedicate song on 98.7 meh? O.o if its true ah, sry i rarely turn on the radio de. pai seh. and yea i sort of died-ded for a period of time cos i am pratically no time and got trg 6 days in a week. my competition starts next monday yea. RGTT jia you!!! we &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;oh yea mei. i am so sry bout today morning when we are suppose to meet at the flagpole for congress elesction... i was abit argh wadeva. ok i am not saying it but just sorry ok? &lt;33&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;lurves(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-117042959629978619?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/117042959629978619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/117042959629978619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/02/friday-02-feburary-2007-1052pm-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-117016139337890036</id><published>2007-01-30T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T20:51:55.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hi erm this is chloe'es another evil twin? ok maybe not evil twin because i am&lt;br /&gt;so kind and gracious(not gay -.-) ok maybe close friend or something?&lt;br /&gt;ok chloe died or something so i am here to take over the show for her&lt;br /&gt;no need to say thx! ok la you can say thx to me when you see me&lt;br /&gt;trying so hard to revive your blog ;)&lt;br /&gt;Seriously lah chloe you like throwing away your blog i see you online on msn&lt;br /&gt;also nver post nt even a tag loh....&lt;br /&gt;anyway are you going back to ny?&lt;br /&gt;and wah lao did you hear 98.7 fm from 8-11pm&lt;br /&gt;i did dedication for 3 days ok and of course they got say&lt;br /&gt;and i got include your name leh chloe...&lt;br /&gt;sadly you never hear&lt;br /&gt;i also include huannie bunnie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and now the world sucks because i rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think i have revived your blog enough ok happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-117016139337890036?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/117016139337890036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/117016139337890036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi-erm-this-is-chloees-another-evil.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-116780894695607456</id><published>2007-01-03T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T15:22:26.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday, 3rd Jan 07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3.10pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;first day of school was pretty boring... i pity  yi hui. she have to endure all the boring-until-can-sleep talks. dont worry yi hui, last year sec one i also like tht one. budden leh, i respect you lor, still can sms me while listening to the CCA talk in the hall after wo fang xue. too bad you 3pm den fang xue. haha but still, must enjoy your sec one orientation in rgs! (: &lt;heart&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my class damn zai. 5th floor sia. imagine me climbing up and down the stairs everyday in this whole year. i think next time i picnic in class so tht dont have to go down canteen alr. ARGH. but best is....................... CLASSROOM STILL HAVE 2 AIR-CONS!!!!!!!! yayness!!!!! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;aiya no matter where i go, the whole school is air-conditioned except for the toilets and corridors. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;went to school today quite differently. new specs and new hair style(cos i cut le mah). ppl saw me keep saying "eh chloe, you change specs ah?" duh. and i quite like it! chio specs. :P may tan say one. budden abit the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;BRIGHT&lt;/span&gt;. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;maybe tmr i go school change hair colour also. make it matching with my specs. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;tyngtyng(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-116780894695607456?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116780894695607456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116780894695607456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2007/01/wednesday-3rd-jan-07-3.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-116744965209833357</id><published>2006-12-30T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T21:33:19.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HELLO PPL! ok. now this is REALLY chloe here. i want to apologise to my blog for abandoning it. so sorry... :( also, i want to thank the ppl who kept my blog alive without hyaving to do CPR though. EXCEPT for those idiots who talk crap and nonsense who-shall-not-be-named. quite a few.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anw. been banned from comp and SUPER UBER busy. go trg almost everyday sia. and guess wad. yesterday at ms trg saw SOME PPL havning NPCC trg. budden leh. see wrongly. sorry ah greg. i think too many ppl look like you alr. wadeva la. now i toking super crap. cos. i just woke up. i damn zai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;during trgs was quite funny. esp yesterday. donno why i keep serving in the net. i become so smart alr. smartest lar can say. my doubles partner also serve in net quite a few times. den she can join my smart club alr. ming de also. wah soon ah, so many ppl in my smart club, all those who always serve in net. ahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;may tan most funny one. weijie went australia but some nougats back den let the girls eat some. we ate quite alot lar actually. den may say put all the wrapers back in the plastic bag hide it inside inside return to weijie. haha den i tie the knot super super tight. end up weijian tore the plastic bag cos he impatient. lols. retarded one lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok bye bye blog. i promise to post again. wont dao you le. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;tyngtyng((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-116744965209833357?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116744965209833357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116744965209833357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-ppl-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-116615553466636130</id><published>2006-12-15T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T12:05:34.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;15 December 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;11.59 am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hihi !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; lin here again... chloe is still in hong kong if you don't know... so i'm still here to do CPR for her blog. today's  rgtt training will be the last training of the year, so i'm really looking forward to it. ( no need to do frog jump any more !!! ) haha...though i think chloe will really miss it la. but we got next years training to look forward to. ( in juz 2 weeks time. ) meanwhile , continue to tag and keep this blog alive !!! next monday around 7pm, chloe will be back, yipee ! who wants to go fetch her ? ((: haha... i'm definitely not going. got sleepover party with my fren !!! haha... give chloe a big welcome yeah ?? i'm sure she'll love it. bye for now. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;lin and chloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-116615553466636130?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116615553466636130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116615553466636130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2006/12/15-december-2006-11.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-116582766031657791</id><published>2006-12-11T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T17:01:00.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;11 December 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yoz dude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;chloe is probably at the rgtt'06 chalet now so i shall blog for her... don't ask me why i didn't go to the chalet. with a fever of 37.9 , it is tough to get out of bed now. so i'm blogging with my daddy's laptop. in case you guys are wondering who chloe's twin is ...it's lin. =D it's now raining at toa payoh, so i'm wondering if the chalet place there is also raining. i hate myself for getting a fever, so cannot go to chalet, cannot have fun with the team and cannot chat with chloe for one last time before she leaves for hong kong. Man, i'm making the trip sound so sad. but seriously, i'll really miss her... no one to chat with me now that my the other super good fren also at japan. :( *yawn*, feeling sleepy again, so shall go back and have sleep again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;lin &amp;amp; chloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-116582766031657791?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116582766031657791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116582766031657791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2006/12/11-december-2006-5pm-yoz-dude.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-116563530922584949</id><published>2006-12-09T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T11:36:20.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is a slideshow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[URL=http://s32.photobucket.com/albums/d23/fossilpower/?action=view&amp;amp;current=testingcompletetemp1oj3.flv][IMG]http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d23/fossilpower/th_testingcompletetemp1oj3.jpg[/IMG][/URL]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-116563530922584949?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116563530922584949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116563530922584949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2006/12/here-is-slideshow-urlhttps32.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-116559007710771560</id><published>2006-12-08T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T23:04:31.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here is a story dedicated to chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chloe Luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Indian man: If you free the chloe you get good luck more chloe more luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Western man: *nods head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Little Indian Girl: *bumps western man**walks to the stall* my brother is going on a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;journey tonight, I would like to wish him good luck. 5 Chloes please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Moustache Indian Man: But there is only enough for 1 Chloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Little Indian Girl: ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Moustache Indian Man: *hands cage with 1 Chloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Little Indian Girl: *Takes Chloe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Western Man: *flashes Visa Platinium card*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Moustache Indian Man: *smile**nod*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND THEN...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALOT OF CHLOE FLY!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d23/fossilpower/white_pelicans_041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-116559007710771560?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116559007710771560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116559007710771560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2006/12/here-is-story-dedicated-to-chloe-chloe.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-116558916682219555</id><published>2006-12-08T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T22:46:06.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yo this is the yolly molly from the bolly golly.btw......GREGORY WAS HERE! I am here to give you some honeydew to revive your blog.... All hail the honeydew king! and all hail my wife who is banned from com! she has been banished to to cold palace.... and she is going crazy .... NO NEED TO THANK ME! it is what i shouild do thank you..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;greg, ( i am not gonna make the &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-116558916682219555?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116558916682219555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116558916682219555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2006/12/yo-this-is-yolly-molly-from-bolly_08.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-116558888566204841</id><published>2006-12-08T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T22:42:30.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yo this is the yolly molly from the bolly golly.btw......GREGORY WAS HERE!&lt;br /&gt;I am here to give you some honeydew to revive your blog....&lt;br /&gt;All hail the honeydew king! and all hail my wife who is banned from com!&lt;br /&gt;she has been banished to to cold palace....&lt;br /&gt;and she is going crazy ....&lt;br /&gt;NO NEED TO THANK ME!&lt;br /&gt;it is what i shouild do&lt;br /&gt;thank you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greg,&lt;br /&gt;( i am not gonna make the &lt;3 you or whatever&lt;br /&gt;because so girly wirly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-116558888566204841?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116558888566204841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116558888566204841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2006/12/yo-this-is-yolly-molly-from-bolly.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-116536559161564010</id><published>2006-12-06T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T08:42:16.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6 December 2006&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;7.30 am, wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*yawn*... so sleepy... in case you're wondering if this is chloe, this is not. it's still her sweet twin. trying to balance and keep both her blog and my blog alive. sad news that chloe can't blog coz she was ( or rather is...) banned from using com...so i've to help her update. juz bear with me. when i'n still so sleepyheaded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;nothing much about chloe recently la... juz everyday go for training, ballet , eat, sleep and chat lor... i mean, who doesn't do this ? but she trains super-duper hard, until no time to rest. so... for a slacker like me , can juz go back and sleep liao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;seriously, it's bad to post in the morning when you're still sleepyheaded, coz you'll be writing crap like me now. but htis post is juz to prove that chloe's ain't dead. i'm juz filling in for her at the mo. so juz wait patiently... until the ban is lifted. yeah ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;twin ,(with love from chloe too. =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-116536559161564010?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116536559161564010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116536559161564010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2006/12/6-december-2006-7.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-116461037217693033</id><published>2006-11-27T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T14:55:45.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;27 november 2006, monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.46 pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hi ! chloe is back ! haha...no la, it's her cute twin. LOL ! i'm crapping. hi all, this is lin... chloe's twin. =D i'm here to revive my jie's blog. wait,let's do CPR here yay ! she's saved. LOL. this was part of chloe's idea la. but anyway,i saved her blog. and mine died. lol. not so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yay, a simple upload of our twin's simple life. Chloe is busy training like mad...and me ? busy mugging for my english. and math, physics, biology, chemistry, history,...and the list goes on. 5h per day for studying. i think i'm going xiao already. have to mug for next year...so my GPA can be higher yeah ? lol...i'm seriously crapping. but i really have to mug big time for the three sciences if i wanna take them in sec 3, also to enter SMP(Science Mentoring Programme).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yup...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; i'm supposed to be talking about our life, ended up talking about mine. ok, ignore that part. anyway, those going for training tmr which is tuesday(27/11/06), LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WATCH OUT !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;for our twin hairstyle. me and chloe are going to have some cool hairstyles together. =D so keep your eyes open&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;THE GLAMOUROUS TWINS ARE HERE !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;haha...i'm crapping again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;well, i've to go start doing my assessments liao, so see ya ! ciao !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;love, lin&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/33639591-116461037217693033?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116461037217693033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116461037217693033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2006/11/27-november-2006-monday-2.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-116219357052177872</id><published>2006-10-30T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T15:32:50.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Monday, 30 October 06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3.25pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;whooots! i love my class drama night play! AHAHAHA((: it is so funny!!! i hope we get in one of the top 4 classes to perform during audition tmr! i &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;well sth went wrong today. not exactly wrong but, bad bad bad. the dateline for our computer portfolio is due tmr and i havent even finished it larr. forget it. sighs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GOD. I WISH I HAD HOLIDAYS NOW ALREADY!!! =( sch only ends at 3 nov and other sch are already enjoying. well MOST okay. and because of this, i cant go for trg. anyway, sorry for being so random. nothing to post also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-116219357052177872?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116219357052177872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116219357052177872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2006/10/monday-30-october-06-3.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-116177944813030652</id><published>2006-10-25T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T20:35:19.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wednesday, 24 October 06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;8.21pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well. i am posting for the sake of mei cos she wanted me to post bout today's trg X.X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm. today i have trg with lin at RI larr. and i swear it was terrible man. unlucky unlucky unlucky. i practically lost my ear ring there (one only so not tht bad. cos the other ear i put ear sticks) AND i had gotten 2 blisters on my hand. cos long time no train le so will like tht. GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sry lar lin not my fault hor. is not tht i am so pro to win tht cuo qiu guy (his name joel?) but is because he chang jiao ma, den he keep on using his chang jiao to block me den i keep cuo sia(down). donno how come sometimes will cuo damn zuan(spin) and sometimes cuo damn HIGH. HAHA. den he cannot cuo back. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;some dumb thing happened haha. after trg me and lin went to the girls toilet (DUH) and changed. but we didnt change inside the cubicle cos we thought nobody else in the toilet and very ma fan also. furthermore we are girls wad rite. haha so i just change my shirt and was faster than lin cos she still have to change her bra omg. HAHA. so ma fan. den while SHE was STILL CHANGING, we heard noises coming from the cubicles...... oopsy. HAHA. so i told li lin "QUICK CHANGE LAR!! GOT PPL INSIDE THE CUBILCE COMING OUT!" and tht time she was STILL changing her bra. LOL. den........ we heard flushing sound. HAHA and li lin ended up rushing in one of the cubicle and change. LOL OMG. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh and so unlucky again. when trg was ending, it started to rain. OMG. but starts to drizzle abit when trg ends. AS YOU KNOW, RI HAVE SOME CONSTRUCTION SITE THINGY GOING ON............yea it was muddy all over the place. damn RI. ahaha. me and lin was screaming all the way while crossing over muddy paths and seriously, it was flooding like shyt lar. poor li lin's precious flip flops got dirtied and MINE TOO. but anw our flip flpos are like bought from market one and costs like 4 or 5 bucks so yea. HAHA. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-116177944813030652?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116177944813030652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116177944813030652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2006/10/wednesday-24-october-06-8.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33639591.post-116141559715594819</id><published>2006-10-21T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T15:27:51.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;continued.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;but i had fun though after exams yesterday. WAHAHAA. me yvette and lin went to heeren to shop. and we spent so much time helping lin to choose two pairs of shorts. lin you gotta thank us cos we got the taste okay. HAHA. den we went to cine and watched SCOOP. lol was damn FUNNY sia. the old man was damn cute lurh. he was the magician and den he hept saying "you all are my very good listener/'audience" "from the bottom of my heart" "thank you so much" "i love you" "sweetheart" "honey" donno lar alot of shit, haha. after tht we made our way to yvette's house WITH HER CHAUFFUER DRIVING US THERE. wah she is damn RICH lar. den we ended up having fun playing pool. lols. den lin so kind to us. keep on 'scratch' den let us have the advantage. haha. and i think the 'spider' is cool lar. i keep cheating by always using it. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;lin shopped and bought the most thingsssss i must emphasis. but thanks yvette and lin for treating me the movie (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33639591-116141559715594819?l=heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116141559715594819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33639591/posts/default/116141559715594819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartstogetherforever.blogspot.com/2006/10/continued.html' title=''/><author><name>CHLOE :D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10226779986329546426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1peAHiUiIzs/SLq0KdtuEUI/AAAAAAAAAtg/g9_S2bUt5tc/S220/MUMMY%3DD.bmp'/></author></entry></feed>
