<?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-13186680</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:55:45.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me</title><subtitle type='html'>farni, 
cute, 
cuddly,
nice, 
kinda weird, 
can be quite cranky,
jz love that tv, 
long to be as rich as ..i don noe..jz rich!haha..
wanna get a new phone..
get an ipod ..
sigh..
too many good things to list for mi..
haha..
:p</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>234</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8092464672844745090</id><published>2007-12-30T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T08:06:55.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey all!&lt;br /&gt;haha. im sorry i didnt blog much during the hols.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt be bothered to. lol. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;so. i changed to a xanga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.xanga.com/littlehideout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8092464672844745090?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8092464672844745090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8092464672844745090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8092464672844745090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8092464672844745090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-all-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-17576947299573449</id><published>2007-12-05T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T00:30:49.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im finally home!:D whee. missed home so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in LA all this 3 weeks, extended my stay and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;it was really nice to see all my cousins and relatives, check out how their lives are, etc.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. i had so much great food there:D ate so much. yumm.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Universal Studios, Disneyland, Wild Animal Park(San diego), Sea World(San Diego), Big Bear Mountain, La Brea Tar Pit Museum, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Went to see the 2 churches the families go to, and saw the contrast between the church. it was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;Saw snow, and played with snow for the very first time :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;LITERALLY shopped till i dropped. 'cos of the Christmas sale, everything was considered pretty cheap.&lt;br /&gt;I had the chance to get closer to all my cousins, cos all of them were there.&lt;br /&gt;and i got to talk to the adults, and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed myself there, and I'm waiting to go back! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a few years down the road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-17576947299573449?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/17576947299573449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=17576947299573449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/17576947299573449'/><link 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or when i come back.&lt;br /&gt;so. i'll be back again on dec 1 or 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;not too sure.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. ladeeda. so fun. byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-4284988067671525800?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4284988067671525800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=4284988067671525800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4284988067671525800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4284988067671525800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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place.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, I've never been to a place during winter, nor left home for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;well, lets hope everthing goes well, and. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel darn right smart.&lt;br /&gt;kiwis, sheeps, and monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;blur and dumb.&lt;br /&gt;whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-365970896838268645?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/365970896838268645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=365970896838268645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/365970896838268645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i would get pissed off at you.&lt;br /&gt;even though you're not in spore anymore.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not done with my research.&lt;br /&gt;im only at the 3rd video for totoro, and 35 for bleach.&lt;br /&gt;notimenotime.&lt;br /&gt;i intend to watch howls moving castle on the plane :D&lt;br /&gt;my sister was like. "since WHEN were you interested in anime"&lt;br /&gt;lol. JUST.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i still have so much to do for research.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Ryic4pzGQVI/AAAAAAAAACE/j_BTQ0F12a0/s1600-h/800px-Sunrise-Daytona-Beach-FL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Ryic4pzGQVI/AAAAAAAAACE/j_BTQ0F12a0/s320/800px-Sunrise-Daytona-Beach-FL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127520672868090194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-7642940416884147386?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/7642940416884147386/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8562488309599469539</id><published>2007-10-28T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T07:24:01.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have i ever mentioned that i dun enjoy weekends? sighs&lt;br /&gt;anyways. my last week in church for the next 1month.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;no energy to bother about blogging. but. i figured. this blog's really stale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;japan on friday!:D&lt;br /&gt;cassie said that i was one of the less enthu ones ==&lt;br /&gt;haha. maybe!:D&lt;br /&gt;i havent finished packing. nvm. i shall pack tmr:D&lt;br /&gt;havent thought of wad bag to bring. as in. hand carry.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;im so glad im leaving on friday.&lt;br /&gt;fridayfridayfriday.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye goodbye goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;so annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8562488309599469539?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8562488309599469539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8562488309599469539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8562488309599469539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8562488309599469539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/have-i-ever-mentioned-that-i-dun-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-5748163227124094975</id><published>2007-10-25T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T07:14:36.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr. someone happily went to unplug all the things off my computer, and left them there. sheesh. inconsiderate people. &lt;br /&gt;and i cant be bothered to fix them bak cos i cant find thing. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had KFC with grace today. &lt;br /&gt;returned report book&lt;br /&gt;watched a movie, and skit. &lt;br /&gt;and then there was house elections. &lt;br /&gt;Ms Or has started to be nice, and started taking attendance herself. &lt;br /&gt;so. every morning, i just dun care about the clipboard. whee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a farewell for Mrs Yee yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;it was so. interesting. &lt;br /&gt;i'll really miss her. &lt;br /&gt;my pri2 form teacher, and my captain since pri2. &lt;br /&gt;have been with her for close to 9 years. &lt;br /&gt;i guess i really agree with Nava's testi. &lt;br /&gt;her little certs really made the touch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-5748163227124094975?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5748163227124094975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=5748163227124094975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5748163227124094975'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;walked around the whole place once.&lt;br /&gt;i find the Big Red Bad Sale super interesting. lol.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;basically, it was just. boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. had lunch at cine with LP and tiffany.&lt;br /&gt;it was soo nice&lt;br /&gt;and they soo nice(: accompanied me all the way to town just for lunch. hee.&lt;br /&gt;thank you!(:&lt;br /&gt;SEE. its not me fault ok. you guys got to eat the nice nice food!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;report book tmr.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. no comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-6027591730420058929?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6027591730420058929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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a whole month! &lt;br /&gt;wow. a whole month. i know i'll be missed!:D&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i'll be missing out on 2 camps.&lt;br /&gt;rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;im still debating if its worth it. if not, it would disturb me like anything.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so proud of myself. i borrowed 2 books from the library about jap(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. going on the change my blogskin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-6740273261572954239?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6740273261572954239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=6740273261572954239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6740273261572954239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6740273261572954239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-realise-after-next-week-i-wont-be.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8351853606972132380</id><published>2007-10-20T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T06:58:07.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>results really suck.&lt;br /&gt;but after all, its my fault. cant blame anyone or anything.&lt;br /&gt;its just. me.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. everyday, i just go about playing around, but i keep trying to tell myself i only have a month left. horrendous results.&lt;br /&gt;im so dead. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;i guess. just. face the music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, during CCA checking, i decided to open up the bible cos we were just waiting for the rest to come in.&lt;br /&gt;opened up to Proverbs and the verse that hit me was "Lazy hands make a man poor,  but diligent hands bring wealth."&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess. i was too lazy. either that of my brain's just not good enough. which is rubbish cos everyone has the same brain. (sort of)&lt;br /&gt;SO. i'll TRY to be diligent:D sighs. keyword is try.&lt;br /&gt;temptations are always there. and its often that i succemb to temptation. rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failed 3 subjects. over all. is. freakin' low.&lt;br /&gt;i keep asking myslef which part went wrong.&lt;br /&gt;went to ask my "tutor" and he said it was time management.&lt;br /&gt;i agree to that. time management. i suck at that.&lt;br /&gt;i plan everything, and follow it for the first 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;then i go off. totally go off.&lt;br /&gt;rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the parents briefing today.&lt;br /&gt;was not bad.&lt;br /&gt;and my mum started a friendship with Jasmine's mum.&lt;br /&gt;it was really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;scheming little person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i think. the key thing is that i havent worked hard enough for this year.&lt;br /&gt;for the whole year.&lt;br /&gt;especially term 3 and 4.&lt;br /&gt;and without consistency, its not gonna go far.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. my dad&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; happily &lt;/span&gt;asked me to slack for this year. like fail everything, get F9s then choing next year for the last 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if it was sarcasm, or an encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;wadever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8351853606972132380?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8351853606972132380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8351853606972132380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8351853606972132380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8351853606972132380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/results-really-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8427145502406088940</id><published>2007-10-17T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T07:49:40.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rxdx96S-s8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/vDXYd9iBRAc/s1600-h/caro+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rxdx96S-s8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/vDXYd9iBRAc/s1600-h/caro+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BELATED 15TH BIRTHDAY CAROLINE TENG(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rxdx96S-s8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/vDXYd9iBRAc/s320/caro+and+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122688409592050626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;thanks for always being there, and being such a nice friend(:&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8427145502406088940?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8427145502406088940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8427145502406088940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8427145502406088940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8427145502406088940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-15th-birthday-caroline-teng-there.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rxdx96S-s8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/vDXYd9iBRAc/s72-c/caro+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-5947134541937161106</id><published>2007-10-14T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T09:06:26.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>carried my first nephew today!:D&lt;br /&gt;lol. felt ultra nice holding him :D&lt;br /&gt;my first carry of my first nephew.&lt;br /&gt;whee. felt so good. XD&lt;br /&gt;the 5 month old kid.&lt;br /&gt;it was so weird trying to convince myself he's a guy, cos he was wearing orange.&lt;br /&gt;and even harder to convince myself that he's my nephew.&lt;br /&gt;lol. im an aunt.&lt;br /&gt;wheeee.&lt;br /&gt;feels so. good. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raiding my cupboard, i found so many clothes! i never knew i had so much clothes.&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to see if i needed to buy more clothes for the jap trip, and.&lt;br /&gt;i realised, that i have alot of clothes!&lt;br /&gt;lol. wow. oh wells. i still need to go shop.&lt;br /&gt;i realise, i have no money. i better start saving.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. no moneyy. wanna sponsor my shopping?:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fragility of the little life.&lt;br /&gt;i really cant imagine. from a little egg, so small, and suddenly, after a few months, its a living thing, with just the smallest wants. to eat, sleep, and pee.&lt;br /&gt;the different little facial expression. the little twitch eye, the little sheepish smile, the contented laughter, the amazed eyes. oh gosh. the littlest things.&lt;br /&gt;it makes the whole child a masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;the first great grand child of the family. man. i think he's gonna be a lucky child. a good looking one too&lt;br /&gt;all the hopes, pinned on him. but he has a pretty cocky name. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teng: haha. im not rich! im not im not im not.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i think i'll just be laughing at your new hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;lol. oh wells. where did your tagboard go??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lipin: im not arguing, and im not rich. fullstop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;忍 &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/13186680-5947134541937161106?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5947134541937161106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=5947134541937161106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5947134541937161106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5947134541937161106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/carried-my-first-nephew-todayd-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-1632188142015026857</id><published>2007-10-13T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T09:07:58.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today didnt feel like a saturday at all.&lt;br /&gt;it lacked the "saturday" feeling.&lt;br /&gt;feels like. a public holiday, which is NOT on a sat.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;happy hari raya(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the club today,&lt;br /&gt;and feel asleep right infront of my relatives, in the most unglam manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand my hairrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even tie it properly!!&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember to do your surveys ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caro: yeah. i think we've drifted too. oh wells. there's always the hols. and. we can always catch up with each other. i wanna see your chopped hair!! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-1632188142015026857?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1632188142015026857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=1632188142015026857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1632188142015026857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1632188142015026857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-didnt-feel-like-saturday-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-170022779339341941</id><published>2007-10-12T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T02:52:59.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>totally slacked today.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i just feel ultra guilty. lol.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;had a haircut, bought lots of stuffs. and watched the DVD of corpse bride. lol.&lt;br /&gt;its really good. was admiring the animation even after watching it.. twice? lol.&lt;br /&gt;its really good. X) totally enjoyed my little movie myself.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt go sushi-ing cos. my mum wanted me to have lunch with her.&lt;br /&gt;so. i had the seafood platter at Fish N co. and it was good. X)&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;missed the meeting this morning cos. of. some apparent reasons.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;hope Mrs Tay don't mind. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda dread the night.&lt;br /&gt;tmr's sat already. and guilt's stabbing me.&lt;br /&gt;its freakin' near.&lt;br /&gt;and i really really wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;it'll end by 6.&lt;br /&gt;really. i'll leave by 6.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i want i want i want.&lt;br /&gt;please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.when the lady was doing my hair, she was quarreling with my mum about how the hair should be cut, when she already started cutting my hair.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, whenever i go there, they would just start quarreling. lol. real interesting.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, while she was cutting my hair, all i could say was. oh gosh. rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. my hair is ruineddd&lt;br /&gt;rawrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-170022779339341941?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/170022779339341941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=170022779339341941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/170022779339341941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/170022779339341941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/totally-slacked-today.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-2527455289587050358</id><published>2007-10-11T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T07:53:07.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feels so good today.&lt;br /&gt;starting to slack like anything. yeps. it felt so good today. with no worries or anything.&lt;br /&gt;lol. i love m new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;so cute. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for breakfast today. it was super. disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to eat kway chap. the shop wasnt open.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to eat fish noodles. it was sold out.&lt;br /&gt;then i had to settle for fried carrot cake.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i met lao shi and her husband there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i recognised her shirt first, then her. lol.&lt;br /&gt;she can hide very nicely behind her fat husband, even when she's pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still thinking whether to go to school or not.&lt;br /&gt;heh. cos. im lazy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i shall. erm. see tmr. haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to shop. real badly. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;你想做什么都行&lt;br /&gt;我问心无愧&lt;br /&gt;我觉得我什么都没做错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-2527455289587050358?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2527455289587050358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=2527455289587050358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2527455289587050358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2527455289587050358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/feels-so-good-today.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-6994264749679779805</id><published>2007-10-10T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T07:46:54.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its over!!&lt;br /&gt;yepyep. its FINALLY over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its OVERRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;woots. its like. finally.&lt;br /&gt;after waiting since so long ago, its finally over.&lt;br /&gt;i came back home today, and sat down, and wondered. wad's the exam tmr?&lt;br /&gt;*stood up, and walked to my study table* OH WAIT! haha. no exams. its over.&lt;br /&gt;and i started laughing at myself. lol.&lt;br /&gt;this round of exams is really an eye opener for me. it hink im just slow or something.&lt;br /&gt;first time i got stressed,&lt;br /&gt;first time i actually EVER waited for a day so much i couldnt feel that that day had come.&lt;br /&gt;and so many so many more first times.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. hmm. i feel like changing blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;but. i cant find a nice one. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for today, the 7 of you!&lt;br /&gt;great time to relax, and rejuvenate ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall totally enjoy myself, and relax myself, for the next 4 days, then await the results on monday.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i wanna. please. get out of. this house.&lt;br /&gt;i dun mind going back to school.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i kinda dun mind having the exams all over again.&lt;br /&gt;cos. then. i dun have to bother about so many things happening at home.&lt;br /&gt;now i kinda have to focus on the things. so. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to start packing! packing for the 2 trips.&lt;br /&gt;ladeeda. i still dunno wad to expect cos. its gonna be. winter. like. early and mid winter, and this girl here named cheng jie yi have never experienced winter before? haha.&lt;br /&gt;yes im deprived.&lt;br /&gt;lol. oh wells. i wanna still pack FBTs in. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr. my Secret DVD just died on me. the file is EMPTYYY. poof. serve me right to buy MIC stuff. rawrrr. i shall go rent VCDs to entertain myself tmr. wanted to go tiffany's house tmr, but. its gonna be hard. so. yeah. im sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-6994264749679779805?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6994264749679779805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=6994264749679779805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6994264749679779805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6994264749679779805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-over-yepyep.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-7035097171282530262</id><published>2007-10-05T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T03:02:42.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this whole week of exams totally drained me.&lt;br /&gt;even though i get slacker and slacker day by day.&lt;br /&gt;yeps. im slowly getting back to where i started.&lt;br /&gt;so. yeah. i dunno how im gonna survive Os next year.&lt;br /&gt;just totally slack.&lt;br /&gt;emath was a total killer today. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;its over. RAWRR.&lt;br /&gt;next week is lit, Amath, physics, and chinese.&lt;br /&gt;yeps. 7  more papers to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAP yesterday with Grace,&lt;br /&gt;met Sarah Soon and bunch,&lt;br /&gt;had some fun and got sabo-ed&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. end of the week&lt;br /&gt;went caro's house for. a while? haha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;totally slacked at her house. so fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;counted her "tralalala"s like how i used to with Lipin's "fine"s&lt;br /&gt;haha. came up with some random number and continued with it for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;lol. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;today sucked. sucked like anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;is it the foreshadowing of the horrible weekend to come? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sighs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;enough F words said. enough curses and swears and vulgarities that escape my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im sick of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im sick of you not thinking. for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im sick of you trying to  bring my hopes up, and just make them drop like a pile of cards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i know. you've tried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i know, sometimes, things arent in your control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but you always try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i know you're trying to do your best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so am i. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;so while im trying, stop expecting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and i wont expect from you too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;then maybe just then, i'll stop getting disappointed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;im kinda glad i dont know the worst of the vulgarities. if not, _. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yeah. fill in the blanks. &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/13186680-7035097171282530262?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/7035097171282530262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=7035097171282530262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/7035097171282530262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/7035097171282530262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-whole-week-of-exams-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-3579378893374222772</id><published>2007-09-28T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:37:39.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy  16th Birthday  Stacey Tan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rv0staS-s7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/SYjDacGM0O4/s1600-h/GB025-ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rv0staS-s7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/SYjDacGM0O4/s320/GB025-ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115293910427415474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My super funky and retarded senior! (or should i say junior?)&lt;br /&gt;haha. Big Bird! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha. dunno how many stupid nicknames you have&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.  thanks for always being there, and brightening up my day!(:&lt;br /&gt;love ya.&lt;br /&gt;you're 16 now! act 16 please, and not 13 :D&lt;br /&gt;psst. sorry. im.. 40 mins late. heh^^.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-3579378893374222772?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3579378893374222772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=3579378893374222772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3579378893374222772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3579378893374222772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-16th-birthday-stacey-tan-my-super.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rv0staS-s7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/SYjDacGM0O4/s72-c/GB025-ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-4778198978474964969</id><published>2007-09-26T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T05:57:00.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 more days to Children's Day, to put it in a nicer way.&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is the first ever time i'm ever getting stressed?&lt;br /&gt;or even in a mild case.&lt;br /&gt;i never really studied for PSLE or any other exams or tests for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;i guess, yeah, i studied, at least in sec school. but. i never EVER got stressed.&lt;br /&gt;i keep on telling myself that this is not the end, this is not the worst, there's still next year, with all the prelims and Os. and i shouldnt be getting so stressed.&lt;br /&gt;usually, i get stressed only on the night before the first paper, and cant sleep, but. i'll still be able to do it.&lt;br /&gt;but. this time, i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;i guess stress is a good thing. i feel the rush to start studying?&lt;br /&gt;i studied and studied like shit, and im still not ready.&lt;br /&gt;its 5 days. 5 days. approximately 100 hours from this moment i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;shit wad am i doing here?&lt;br /&gt;rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;you disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;if you didnt know.&lt;br /&gt;i know there's a sort of chinese hirachy.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;somethings, are just not meant to be done. by you.&lt;br /&gt;but. please.&lt;br /&gt;you want perfection, yet, you dont lead by example.&lt;br /&gt;you want help and understanding, yet, you dont lead by example.&lt;br /&gt;kids learn through example. im a kid. i need example.&lt;br /&gt;the small little things you let me see everyday.&lt;br /&gt;just disappoints me time and time again.&lt;br /&gt;i try to forget the past. but your actions just. makes me think.&lt;br /&gt;you want trust and love. i want them too.&lt;br /&gt;i try to understand you.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, its just too. hard.&lt;br /&gt;your reasons are just too. unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but compare.&lt;br /&gt;and it pains me.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i shouldnt be doing this.&lt;br /&gt;blogging. got told off today for blogging and reading people's blog.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;i have 4 more subjects to choing.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;i have 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRR.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;studying history does make people go mad. 3 hours just. drives people crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah went mad, Grace went mad, I went mad.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;mugging chem tonight(:&lt;br /&gt;i dun like the word mugging.&lt;br /&gt;sounds like. making a cup.&lt;br /&gt;mugging.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-4778198978474964969?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4778198978474964969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=4778198978474964969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4778198978474964969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4778198978474964969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/09/5-more-days-to-childrens-day-to-put-it.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8219912956700975812</id><published>2007-09-24T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T07:37:43.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6 days left.&lt;br /&gt;six days.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;sucks.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt do the amath paper today. rawrrr. i die for amath, emath, history, chemistry, physics, literature, ss, everything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. chengjieyi sucks.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. and the website for the lit is loading so so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to go to KAP for lunch today, and, instead of McSpicy chicken, i got the malay stall's chcken drumsticks. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;education isnt enough you know,&lt;br /&gt;lead by example is the key.&lt;br /&gt;you disappoint me time and time again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8219912956700975812?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8219912956700975812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8219912956700975812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;oh gosh. im like. never gonna feel the rush. rawrr&lt;br /&gt;my dad wont allow me to study for last 2 days? haha&lt;br /&gt;he says i'll get too stressed.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. when will i ever be ready for exams.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up with a slight fever today, up till now.&lt;br /&gt;totally explains my tiredness nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;i realise, im not even focused now.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;i suck.&lt;br /&gt;im really waiting for exams to be over.&lt;br /&gt;17 more days,&lt;br /&gt;exams will end.&lt;br /&gt;then 20 days after exams end, i'll fly off to japan :D&lt;br /&gt;then, in 48 hours, i'll fly off again,&lt;br /&gt;and i'll transit in the same airport.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. im waiting!!!&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could skip the exams, skip everything, then. just go to hte part on holidays.&lt;br /&gt;but there's no such things.&lt;br /&gt;and before all these trips come to reality, there's the results.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i really dont dare to think about how much i aim to get for this exams.&lt;br /&gt;rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so shocked and happy(:&lt;br /&gt;he came he came!&lt;br /&gt;its first time in.. months he even stepped into the church.&lt;br /&gt;im so glad. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the gathering last night.&lt;br /&gt;i believe he's fighting inside to go or not to go.&lt;br /&gt;he sermon today would have been so great for him.&lt;br /&gt;it would kill all other doubts he's been saying.&lt;br /&gt;i pray that next week, he'll come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised.&lt;br /&gt;that.&lt;br /&gt;my life is actually quite boring&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;boredddddd&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna study anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna take leave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8988084896725968180?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8989590510482135626</id><published>2007-09-20T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T06:58:26.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been.. 5 days since i blogged?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. nice. i guess i figured that i kinda had to study more than blogging.&lt;br /&gt;ok. so there's 10 more days to EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;and. i have. zero motivation.&lt;br /&gt;i never had any anyways.&lt;br /&gt;now. i really have to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;staying back to study shall be alone, or with little people.&lt;br /&gt;still not too focused. i have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;moodswinging? lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks caro, for the hugs today.&lt;br /&gt;the in-between of the hugs were the worst time of the day.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;random or wad, thanks(:&lt;br /&gt;love ya(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;i gave you so many "second chances", and i thought it would pay off.&lt;br /&gt;i thought perseverance would reward.&lt;br /&gt;i've tried. and tried.&lt;br /&gt;ive tried all year long.&lt;br /&gt;i've tried so hard, im tired.&lt;br /&gt;i really am.&lt;br /&gt;and you failed again and again.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to give up.&lt;br /&gt;give up all hopes.&lt;br /&gt;i used to see that little glimmer at the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;now, its gone.&lt;br /&gt;alright now, im giving you one last chance.&lt;br /&gt;prove yourself.&lt;br /&gt;next thursday, i'll see how you do.&lt;br /&gt;if you fail again, good bye.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is FRIDAY! woots. finally, the week is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;this week kinda flew pass really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDDYYY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-7470026300487957791</id><published>2007-09-15T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T07:29:45.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>15 days left to EOYs.&lt;br /&gt;DIEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to spend.. 2 days for every subject, and i realised, THAT will never work out.&lt;br /&gt;plus, all the tests and etc.&lt;br /&gt;never.&lt;br /&gt;history test again on monday, this time, SEQ.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;especially history!! i think, if i give myself 6 days to study hist(considering i take out the 2 languages) , it wouldnt work out at all.&lt;br /&gt;and chem too. i only studied. the 3 chaps we had to study for the recent test. there's still.. 14 chaps to go? in 2 days? SURE.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;im so dead.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea how im gonna study for Olevels next year.&lt;br /&gt;start. 9 months before the exams? which iss... dec!&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;self discipline can get so annoying when you have such a low level of it.&lt;br /&gt;rawrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to the  EOYs to end!&lt;br /&gt;i have so much so much to do!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;chengjieyi is happy and excited!!!! X) X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english oral today was.. ok.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;ended at 930, ended up going home near 1.&lt;br /&gt;yeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays, i've been staying back in school to study.&lt;br /&gt;and i realise, i cant study anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just me.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;suddenly thought of listening to this song on joy's ipod long long time ago, and falling in love with this, i have no idea why. but its just remembered this song.&lt;br /&gt;yeps. nicenice(:&lt;br /&gt;chem is a nice time to start dreaming&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Saying I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is not the words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I want to hear from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's not that I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but if you only knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; it would be to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; show me how you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; More than words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is all you have to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; to make it real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then you wouldn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; have to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cos I'd already know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What would you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if my heart was torn in two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; More than words to show you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That your love for me is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What would you say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if I took those words away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then you couldn't make things new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just by saying I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; its more than words, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; its more than what you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; its the things you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; its more than words, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; its more than what you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; its the things you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Now that I've tried to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; talk to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and make you understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All you have to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And just reach out your hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and touch me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hold me close &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; don't ever let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; More than words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is all I ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; needed you to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then you wouldn't have to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cos I'd already know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What would you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; if my heart was torn in two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; More than words to show you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That your love for me is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What would you say if I took those words away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then you couldn't make things new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just by saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- More Than Words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/13186680-7470026300487957791?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-778142841327415045</id><published>2007-09-14T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T08:35:38.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today went pretty high during eng and GEL.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;after oral, they started talking about the "falling in love" show at 7.&lt;br /&gt;then joanne started reacting the super drama parts.&lt;br /&gt;lol. super funny.&lt;br /&gt;and she ended up really unexpectedly!! coolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeps. i was needing a good laugh for the week cos. its been very.. monotonee.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and very unmotivated.&lt;br /&gt;not that the highness made me wanna study, but it felt ultra good&lt;br /&gt;going high with a group of friends,&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly see so much in common between us.&lt;br /&gt;i guess im glad sitting with these 2 crazy chinese friends.&lt;br /&gt;its fun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the sec4s' Longest day&lt;br /&gt;its so unbelievable that it will be our turn next year.&lt;br /&gt;our very own Longest Day.&lt;br /&gt;after watching your seniors do it over and over again, for 9 years, it would be our turn next year.&lt;br /&gt;we'll be leaving this place we've been sheltered in for the past 10 years, into another world.&lt;br /&gt;yeps. it would be pretty sad. so so ultra sad.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll just. request to stay over in the school that night.&lt;br /&gt;or. come back all the time for the camps(:&lt;br /&gt;ladeeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;im really tired.&lt;br /&gt;zzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-778142841327415045?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-1054436006096379196</id><published>2007-09-12T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T06:19:16.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was spent studying chem&lt;br /&gt;and after studying chem for the whole of yesterday, i couldnt do the TYS.&lt;br /&gt;and much less to say, i couldnt exactly do the paper today.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;i put some stupid answer such as the solution will ignite, when nothing is suppose to happen.&lt;br /&gt;and i only realised that RIGHT after i handed in the paper.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. im sorry, i'm gonna screw this test AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;everything's screwed up for this term, everything is dropping.&lt;br /&gt;shit. so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i studied chem with caro,&lt;br /&gt;and she taught me all her little shortcuts, which worked(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks(:&lt;br /&gt;and.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to bring my whole file of things to school.&lt;br /&gt;but luckily we didnt use anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST had to have my emath&lt;br /&gt;phew(:&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha. ohw ells&lt;br /&gt;im so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get my phone back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-1054436006096379196?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1054436006096379196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=1054436006096379196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1054436006096379196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1054436006096379196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/09/yesterday-was-spent-studying-chem-and.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-4664289800696040186</id><published>2007-09-10T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T06:41:37.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am utterly speechless.&lt;br /&gt;for everything and everything. that happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally failed my physics paper like anything.&lt;br /&gt;deproved by ten marks. TEN.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, this was the paper i crammed the night before for one hour.&lt;br /&gt;guess i deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was quite amazed by the worship this morning.&lt;br /&gt;pure piano and a pretty bad vocal.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. it was boring. but it was beautiful(:&lt;br /&gt;but the "sermon" was pretty. pointless.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left the attendance board outside the mac lab today after attendance&lt;br /&gt;totally forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;no wait. not really. i remembered during chapel.&lt;br /&gt;and. it was found by Mr Ong,&lt;br /&gt;thank you(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:\&lt;br /&gt;and because of what YOU said last night.&lt;br /&gt;that mere one word.&lt;br /&gt;you disappoint me so much.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;i made a resolution this year.&lt;br /&gt;and you made me break it.&lt;br /&gt;because of one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tomorrow will always be a better day"&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i find that really hard to believe in this sentence recently.&lt;br /&gt;everyday just. disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;especially for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;every one day of that week, just makes me. speechless.&lt;br /&gt;i have no more energy to go on.&lt;br /&gt;no more no more.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i thank the Lord for the little creations that he made.&lt;br /&gt;those are the small little things that makes me smile everyday after everything on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;those little innocent creatures(:&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope that tomorrow will really be a better day(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-4664289800696040186?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4664289800696040186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=4664289800696040186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4664289800696040186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4664289800696040186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-utterly-speechless.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8660523956841359795</id><published>2007-09-09T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T05:42:22.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was just. weird.&lt;br /&gt;went to library to study for like.. 45 mins?&lt;br /&gt;lol. then weird things happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. wad can i say. weekends dont actually sound very nice.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church camp's coming up.&lt;br /&gt;its damn nice lah. they were like.&lt;br /&gt;"there's only 3 factors which you have to ocnsider, which is already considered for you! so all you have to do, it GO!&lt;br /&gt;1. cost. you dont have to worry about the cost cos we're not collecting money. volunteerism.&lt;br /&gt;2. clashes with school or CCA, dont worry. the church can write letters for you, and explain.&lt;br /&gt;3. time. you dont have to worry cos, ITS HOLIDAY. "&lt;br /&gt;yeah thanks&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;then, someone else adds another thing&lt;br /&gt;4. parents. ( i was like. wow. someone actually understands!) you dont have to worry about them. doesnt mean that if they dun go, you cant. YOU JUST NEED THEIR PERMISSION.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;sighs. wad can i say.&lt;br /&gt;they all think all the teens have nice parents who will just ALLOW them to go for the camp&lt;br /&gt;poof. can i blame them? most of us grew up in church.&lt;br /&gt;ohw ells.&lt;br /&gt;the March camp was enough for me. i was thankful i actually had drill com to cover for it.&lt;br /&gt;Nov,   another drill com?! sure man.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;totally cant concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, chinese oral, history test.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna give up so badly.&lt;br /&gt;perseverance is like. zero.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa. ohw ells.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8660523956841359795?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-6918469155949887696</id><published>2007-09-08T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T06:15:22.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>September holidays are officially over.&lt;br /&gt;only one day left to school, 3 weeks of chionging, then, the exams.&lt;br /&gt;yeps. the sept hols just flew past. so many so many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;its been a long week.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, its time to take a breather.&lt;br /&gt;realise i havent done much this week.&lt;br /&gt;really. i aimed to do so much, planned out everything, but. i only FAITHFULLY followed it for 1 day. lol.&lt;br /&gt;so much for self discipline.&lt;br /&gt;i have so much more to go&lt;br /&gt;a history test on monday which i havent finished studying.&lt;br /&gt;a chem quiz on wed which i. havent finished studying.&lt;br /&gt;chinese oral which im probably gonna do really badly compared to last year cos. i havent beenspeaking too much chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. today was just. bad.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just got off the bed on the wrong side.&lt;br /&gt;today was just. wrong wrong wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lways remember I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;Such a shame that you had to go&lt;br /&gt;So much more that I'd like to know&lt;br /&gt;So many things you forgot to show me how to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When times are hard I forget your gone&lt;br /&gt;I go to call you before it dawns on me&lt;br /&gt;That you wont be there now&lt;br /&gt;But I still have these words that you gave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;Always remember I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got two kids of my own now&lt;br /&gt;They grow up so fast&lt;br /&gt;And how I wish you did not miss that part of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But I keep doing all that I can do&lt;br /&gt;And I will smile when they ask about you&lt;br /&gt;And I will sing to them every day&lt;br /&gt;With voice and the words that you used to say&lt;br /&gt;Will change the world one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;Always remember I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while they grow up you will show up&lt;br /&gt;In things they do and say&lt;br /&gt;Like a reflection to a connection&lt;br /&gt;Of who they'll be one day&lt;br /&gt;They will learn to get their wings&lt;br /&gt;And fly through the changes life will bring&lt;br /&gt;So on&lt;br /&gt;And it will go on&lt;br /&gt;And you will go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they will sing with the voice that you gave them&lt;br /&gt;Always remember I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;Always remember I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;I'm by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;对不起&lt;br /&gt;对不起，我让你失望了。&lt;br /&gt;对不起，我让你对我信任辜负了。&lt;br /&gt;对不起，我知道我伤害了你的心。&lt;br /&gt;对不起&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-6918469155949887696?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6918469155949887696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=6918469155949887696' title='0 Comments'/><link 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freaky.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;after physics, lunch at the petrol kiosk.&lt;br /&gt;then. the day's kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;but. im really tired after the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, im really tired.&lt;br /&gt;but im not giving up.&lt;br /&gt;have no freakin idea why im still going on when the rest has just. stopped.&lt;br /&gt;after speaking to so many people, there's really no confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"letting go is the hardest"&lt;br /&gt;yeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-2306158071700409496?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2306158071700409496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=2306158071700409496' title='0 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style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then, went to KKH. almost died in the crowded and noisy place. but i was entertaining myself with all the cutecute kids. yeps. they were soo cute(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cant help but think why are they here. some of them look so fragile and helpless and so. weak. and sick. and. poorthing. ouchhhh.. those really small ones were really. i dunno. cant find a word. sighs. my heart goes out to them. poor things. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then i see those pregnant woman at the cafeteria, kinda pity them. for the life they would have to go through from then on, but yet, envy them. cos they'll have cute babies. oh wells. the hospital is a pretty sad place. but. a happy place too.  its where lives are lost, and also where little babies are born. happy and sad place. its like. so. contradicting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;going back there after so long, im reminded of. how. everything happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like becoming a.. kids doctor(:&lt;br /&gt;cos all the kids are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;and i dun wanna be a kindergarten teacher cos i dun wanna be cleaning after them:(&lt;br /&gt;blehhh.&lt;br /&gt;dunno lah. decide when the time comes(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-1569072766771069497?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1569072766771069497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=1569072766771069497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1569072766771069497'/><link rel='self' 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Hairspray and Ratatoille.&lt;br /&gt;and got super sick of the popcorn taste.&lt;br /&gt;yeps. i have to agree.&lt;br /&gt;popcorn at Golden Village is much better than Cathay.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. and the aircon at Cathay is. super cold.&lt;br /&gt;met up with the 3 of them today(:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. it was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;and i had to treat all of them ice cream cos i owed them their birthday presents.&lt;br /&gt;so. we had venezia at taka, and pastamania at cine. shopped.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. funfunfun.&lt;br /&gt;and all the talks we had. catching up with each other, it felt really great(:&lt;br /&gt;goodnight(:&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/13186680-3829042492674697779?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3829042492674697779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=3829042492674697779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3829042492674697779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3829042492674697779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-was-just-plain.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8073796376740714393</id><published>2007-09-04T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T06:52:24.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, &lt;br /&gt;went back to school to get some stuff, and had to wait for my mum&lt;br /&gt;and, she dropped me off at 1030, picked me up at 640.&lt;br /&gt;i was walking near the concourse with stella, &lt;br /&gt;then suddenly, a taxi came in! &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;guess who was in the taxi! HAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;smart.&lt;br /&gt;artroom's kinda a nice place cos you get to listen to free nice music. &lt;br /&gt;lunch-ed at Esso having tom yam instant noodles in A COOL CONTAINER!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;my com's kinda weird. i dunno wad my sister has done to it?&lt;br /&gt;there's this voice saying out wadever im doing. &lt;br /&gt;im like. typing this, and its like. &lt;br /&gt;" caps lock on. I.M. space L.I.K.E.spaceT.Y.P.I.N.G. ....." haha. you know the rest.&lt;br /&gt;lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting the 3 of them tmr(:&lt;br /&gt;yayy. &lt;br /&gt;"Little Miss Splendid"&lt;br /&gt;cutecutecute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8073796376740714393?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8073796376740714393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8073796376740714393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8073796376740714393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8073796376740714393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/09/today-went-back-to-school-to-get-some.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-629187602911428792</id><published>2007-09-03T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T03:47:36.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was late for physics today. the first thing i heard when i stepped into LT was lipin going: horr.. jieyi's late.... &lt;br /&gt;ahaha. funny. after physics, went for lit&lt;br /&gt;caro ponned&lt;br /&gt;nice. &lt;br /&gt;caro, you want the stack of notes its a WHOLE lot&lt;br /&gt;then. after lit, went carrot-caking again. yeps. the eversonice carrotcake. &lt;br /&gt;and we went crazy. &lt;br /&gt;walked in the rain, it felt so good once again. &lt;br /&gt;did ss, and rushed down to beach road. &lt;br /&gt;omg. the freakin' bus took ONE AND A HALF hour to get all theway there, and then i was half an hour late. &lt;br /&gt;and my tutor told me that there's a much shorter way that only takes 35 mins. &lt;br /&gt;rawrrr. &lt;br /&gt;sighs. &lt;br /&gt;oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I to you &lt;br /&gt;Tell me darling true &lt;br /&gt;To me you are the sea &lt;br /&gt;Vast as you can be &lt;br /&gt;And deep the shade of blue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're feeling low &lt;br /&gt;To whom else do you go &lt;br /&gt;See I cry if you hurt &lt;br /&gt;I'd give you my last shirt &lt;br /&gt;Because I love you so &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my sky should fall &lt;br /&gt;Would you even call &lt;br /&gt;Opened up my heart &lt;br /&gt;I never want to part &lt;br /&gt;I'm giving you the ball &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I can feel the butterflies &lt;br /&gt;I love you when you're blue &lt;br /&gt;Tell me darlin true &lt;br /&gt;What am I to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah well if my sky should fall &lt;br /&gt;Would you even call &lt;br /&gt;Opened up my heart &lt;br /&gt;Never want to part &lt;br /&gt;I'm giving you the ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I can feel the butterflies &lt;br /&gt;Could you find a love in me &lt;br /&gt;Could you carve me in a tree &lt;br /&gt;Don't fill my heart with lies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will you love when you're blue &lt;br /&gt;Tell me darlin true &lt;br /&gt;What am I to you &lt;br /&gt;What am I to you &lt;br /&gt;What am I to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What am i to you, Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my patience is wearing out. &lt;br /&gt;or should i say ive lost it. &lt;br /&gt;even _ didnt make me lose it this much. &lt;br /&gt;but you. &lt;br /&gt;week after week you grumble and whine&lt;br /&gt;wad you grumble about, is against wad i believe in. &lt;br /&gt;but i still listened.&lt;br /&gt;until one night, &lt;br /&gt;you msged.&lt;br /&gt;no matter wad the subject changeed to in the end,&lt;br /&gt;wad you said will always remain. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and after all this, i've seen your true self. &lt;br /&gt;after 10 years of friendship, ive finally seen. &lt;br /&gt;boy, was i blind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-629187602911428792?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/629187602911428792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=629187602911428792' title='0 Comments'/><link 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&lt;br /&gt;commendation award was.. boring. the same. haha. &lt;br /&gt;afterall, it havent changed since so long ago. &lt;br /&gt;hmm. lipin, i have no explanation for that too. i just felt. something. &lt;br /&gt;sorry. i should have done something when i felt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presidents challenge was. pretty boring. &lt;br /&gt;went to staffroom to see the teachers and give card,&lt;br /&gt;then SOMEONE spoiled our plan. poof. &lt;br /&gt;but. it was fine lah. &lt;br /&gt;then carrot cake at Bukit Timah Food Centre! haha. eversonice. &lt;br /&gt;haha. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;then btp. met shu en and her bf. &lt;br /&gt;it was so funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i had really really nice Ba Kut Teh &lt;br /&gt;yeps. it was ultra nice. &lt;br /&gt;oh man. i think. im growing fat. heh&lt;br /&gt;ladeeda. &lt;br /&gt;oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, family dinner. &lt;br /&gt;monday, physics, lit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-1478717540103465692?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1478717540103465692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=1478717540103465692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1478717540103465692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1478717540103465692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/yeps.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-7854261598209191366</id><published>2007-08-28T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T03:40:08.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BBQ on sunday. omg. it rocked! &lt;br /&gt;the food was SOO good. &lt;br /&gt;and wow. so nice. lol. &lt;br /&gt;church was. nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was. sighs. so tired. &lt;br /&gt;got so pissed with ahemahem. &lt;br /&gt;bleh. so annoying. &lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;then zhiyun's oven broke down. &lt;br /&gt;and we all brought home to bake. &lt;br /&gt;i thought i had an oven at home, and ended up with a micro wave. &lt;br /&gt;HAHA. so. i ended up going to lesley's house. &lt;br /&gt;lol. smart. &lt;br /&gt;oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back today, and. yeah. haha. &lt;br /&gt;glue in a testube was fun(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. super screwed up this few days. &lt;br /&gt;forgetting things, and being very disorganised. &lt;br /&gt;sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;dunno why. &lt;br /&gt;if i continue like that, i'll die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice song: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God have not promised skies always blue&lt;br /&gt;Flower strewn pathways all our lives through. &lt;br /&gt;God have not promised sun without rain, &lt;br /&gt;Joy without sorrow, &lt;br /&gt;Peace without pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God have promised strenth for the day, &lt;br /&gt;Rest for labor, &lt;br /&gt;Light for the way, &lt;br /&gt;Grace for the trials help from above, &lt;br /&gt;Unfailing kindness, &lt;br /&gt;Undying love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God have not promised we shall not know,&lt;br /&gt;Toil and temptations, &lt;br /&gt;Trouble and woe. &lt;br /&gt;He have not told us we shalll not bear, &lt;br /&gt;Many a burden, many a care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God have promised strength for the day, &lt;br /&gt;Rest for labor, &lt;br /&gt;Light for the way, &lt;br /&gt;Grace for the trials help from above, &lt;br /&gt;Unfailing kindness, &lt;br /&gt;Undying love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God have not promised smooth roads and wide, &lt;br /&gt;Swift easy travel, &lt;br /&gt;Needing no guide. &lt;br /&gt;Never a mountain rocky and steep &lt;br /&gt;Never a river, turbid and deep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God have promised strength for the day, &lt;br /&gt;Rest for labor, &lt;br /&gt;Light for the way, &lt;br /&gt;Grace for the trials help from above, &lt;br /&gt;Unfailing kindness, &lt;br /&gt;Undying love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- God Have Not Promised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-7854261598209191366?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-6193759908526626311</id><published>2007-08-25T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T07:25:13.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the week's finally over. and the tests and studying-for-tests, all the nonsense and rubbish, all the wadever. all the wadever wadever. all over! &lt;br /&gt;and i can take a break. for ONE day. &lt;br /&gt;guess after 2 weeks of 4-5 day weekends, i kinda cant last through the week. &lt;br /&gt;so so tired. &lt;br /&gt;and my bodyclock just enjoys waking me up at 8. and. i cant sleep anymore. blehhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&amp;D is over. and. yeah. i screwed up once again. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;saw my friend from JLTC all the way back in p6. she still has tt face. X)&lt;br /&gt;before that, i met caro and cassie at KAP. &lt;br /&gt;caro couldnt recognise me and thought i was a guy? HAHA. cos i was wearing a cap with a tshirt and bermudas. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;so funny. &lt;br /&gt;THEN. the first person cassie saw was me. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. so different even though i didnt take off my cap or wadever. haha. interesting. &lt;br /&gt;cassie stupidfies time. guess why. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confidence can make or break a person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-6193759908526626311?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6193759908526626311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=6193759908526626311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6193759908526626311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6193759908526626311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/weeks-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-2426761932100971764</id><published>2007-08-23T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T06:17:51.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. havent blogged for days.&lt;br /&gt;lol. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;so. the class photos turned out pretty nice for everyone except me. argh. SOO. argh!! i dont wanna be firsst row!! so spoils my record ok. emma pang! all your fault! &lt;br /&gt;sighs.  &lt;br /&gt;rehearsal today was kinda. bleh.  &lt;br /&gt;today was just.so.painful. oh man. i hate times like this.&lt;br /&gt;trying SO hard to avoid overdose of panadol. &lt;br /&gt;its always nice to have poriing rain, and cos of my nicenicenice sortofnew house, i can just STICK OUT MY HAND, and feel the rain. X)&lt;br /&gt;so. i can stick my hand out of the window in the toilet, and turn n the showers, and feel the rain totally. &lt;br /&gt;lol. so retarded. &lt;br /&gt;oh wellls. &lt;br /&gt;hmm. havent blogged for so long. i kinda have nothing to blog about? lol. &lt;br /&gt;im goona miss all my tuitions next week!X) &lt;br /&gt;haha. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;i shall start studying. now. &lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch so many movies!! &lt;br /&gt;bleh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is confidence that important?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-2426761932100971764?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2426761932100971764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=2426761932100971764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2426761932100971764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2426761932100971764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-4758931120727739871</id><published>2007-08-20T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T07:46:10.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was absolutely splendid. &lt;br /&gt;absolutely enjoyed yesterday to the max. &lt;br /&gt;partied till late at night on a yacht at one degree 15, stoning under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;even though the people werent my crowd, it was absolutely funn!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played with yu herng, sticking out our tongues like little kids playing on the playground. &lt;br /&gt;seeing him throw himself unto the floor in fits was absolutely funny... &lt;br /&gt;sabo-ed him at the animal game too. uber fun. &lt;br /&gt;heh^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenny talked to me even though i was the youngst there, and got me so talkative in the end. &lt;br /&gt;he was soo friendly. and nice. and funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling chi and her MAJESTIC fall, and her great singing that got her fired as receptionist. &lt;br /&gt;"my favourite things"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean was the greatest. &lt;br /&gt;was soo niceeee. i thought he was asking me to eat, but i was kinda stone cos i dun wanna start eating first, &lt;br /&gt;in the end, he took the food for me! so nicee(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fairsians were nice even though they didnt know me, and included me, and kinda excluded me at the same time. lol. &lt;br /&gt;they were sooo funny. the funkiest bunch of ppl EVER. &lt;br /&gt;and they kept claiming tt they were corrupting me. even though it was like. ok-ish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. it was interesting comparing the 20/30 year olds and the 21 year olds. &lt;br /&gt;they ask about your age, and the results is. so funny&lt;br /&gt;21 year olds: you're..18? *shakes head* 16? *shakes head* "im 15(:" OHH! SO YOUNG! &lt;br /&gt;20/30year olds: how  long more till you come up to youth? ( the 17s onwards are there) " 1 more" OHH! SO FAST?! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. it was justr terribly fun, and i got gastric. -.-&lt;br /&gt;haha. oh wells. i was still feeling the swayying of the boat in school, and i couldnt concentrate. &lt;br /&gt;blehh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charis: so sorry!(: i didnt know lipin would pon school too. XD haha. you had your diane!(: &lt;br /&gt;teng:  oh sighs. *hugs* sighs. love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens&lt;br /&gt;Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens&lt;br /&gt;Brown paper packages tied up with strings&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels&lt;br /&gt;Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles&lt;br /&gt;Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes&lt;br /&gt;Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;Silver white winters that melt into springs&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dog bites&lt;br /&gt;When the bee stings&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling sad&lt;br /&gt;I simply remember my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;And then I don't feel so bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-4758931120727739871?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4758931120727739871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=4758931120727739871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4758931120727739871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4758931120727739871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/yesterday-was-absolutely-splendid.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-239910444589561436</id><published>2007-08-17T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T21:32:10.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realise, &lt;br /&gt;that i eat roti prata EVERY SATURDAY. sighs. yes. im super slow. &lt;br /&gt;elearning has... lots left. actually, not really. &lt;br /&gt;1) lit: conformity versus individuality&lt;br /&gt;  i havent done it yet, cos i did the stupidest thing on earth. grace knows. lol. &lt;br /&gt;2) physics: i only opened like. one file. &lt;br /&gt;thanks tiffany&lt;br /&gt;3)EMATH! &lt;br /&gt;i havent started! tt one is super screwed. havent started on it yet. matrices is like. a whole new type of set and notation. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i realise, i havent done much. haha. and tmr i wont be home for the whjole day cos of my sister's party. lucky girl is gonna be 21 soon! haha. &lt;br /&gt;so, i have to finish everything today. &lt;br /&gt;i really dont feel like doing the lit. i have no idea wad to write. bleh. can we not do?&gt;&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my brother&lt;br /&gt;he is soo cute. &lt;br /&gt;and his eyesight got problem. cant make the difference of "soo" and "500"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;yes. im laughing at him. &lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever heard of jokes so retarded its funny? &lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;glowing fireflies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the rain. nice and cooling. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are super FAT AND HEAVY&lt;br /&gt;and you're sitting on me&lt;br /&gt;bleh. DA FEI ZHU &lt;br /&gt;nooo. its not hitting africa&lt;br /&gt;its just tt you're a fat pig. stop denying it. &lt;br /&gt;"how can i laugh at you? " hahaha. why not? its funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore this whole part. sounds kinda weird if you dun get it. only joshua would. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i should be doing my work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn to save  emo-ing  until you get into a soundproof room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-239910444589561436?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/239910444589561436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=239910444589561436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/239910444589561436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/239910444589561436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-realise-that-i-eat-roti-prata-every.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-2893643082215349876</id><published>2007-08-16T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T09:42:25.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went back to school today, for some stuff, &lt;br /&gt;it was just plain interesting. &lt;br /&gt;collecting rainwater with lipin, doing funny stuff with clarissa, etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"jieyi is a hopy lopy gogy ad a busy hapey busy head." &lt;br /&gt;makes me wonder wad this little boy is thinking. it doesnt make any sense. but its just so cute. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant download the physics ppt! &lt;br /&gt;and lit is pretty.. weird? haha. but the pictures are all so heartwarming. &lt;br /&gt;i like picture no. 3 &lt;br /&gt;but i have only half the idea wad to do. sighs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patience is a virtue. yes. i finally realise i dont have patience at all. sighs. this com is like. lag. slow like anything. it takes forever to load a page, and it.. sighs. sucks. bleh. lol. oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-2893643082215349876?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2893643082215349876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=2893643082215349876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2893643082215349876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2893643082215349876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/went-back-to-school-today-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-1005763274525542220</id><published>2007-08-14T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T07:02:34.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;trying to throw shoes from the first level to second level, and throwing wadever not up and down. hahaha. i was complaining tt i need a good laugh, and i got it! lol. super funny. then kara got a hair cut. now she has a fringe. haha. congrats. &lt;br /&gt;physics was plain dead. and lit test was just. full of crap. &lt;br /&gt;oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;then. caro started self entertaining herself with my tigger. lol. &lt;br /&gt;today was just plain funny after physics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. byee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-1005763274525542220?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1005763274525542220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=1005763274525542220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1005763274525542220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1005763274525542220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-was-super-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-1853960741800202259</id><published>2007-08-12T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T01:53:31.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, church. &lt;br /&gt;nothing much. &lt;br /&gt;sometimes, after a whole week for meeting strangers, it feels so nice to go back to a "home" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staring at the computer screen with a conversation open for you, waiting for you to open up to the person on the other end receiving it, you realise you have nothing to say. you have so much to say, but nothing comes out. &lt;br /&gt;time flies, and you see that nothing you do can help anymore. you've learnt to hide everything, so much that it doesnt take any effort at all. flash that smile, and all is well. i guess,  when you get to that stage where telling anyone wont help, opening up to anyone wont do you any good, you kinda just turn away. after turning away for a long time, you lose that ability to express those "troubles" of yours. its just a viscious cycle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caro: thanks for that short conversation(: *hugs* love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charis: im not diamdiam ok!! just not as loud as you! hahahah! it was fun while you were here!(: next time bring grace along and mess up my cupboard. hahaha. its impossible, friend. straight As are WAYY too high to achieve. for you, its OBVIOUSLY fine. hahaha. oh wells. take care k?(: you can always come and look for me(: COME AND KNOCK ON MY DOOR. YOU KNOW WHERE I LIVE!hahahha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-1853960741800202259?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1853960741800202259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=1853960741800202259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1853960741800202259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1853960741800202259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-church.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8244253996441482393</id><published>2007-08-10T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T07:59:26.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember the times we spend together&lt;br /&gt;On those drives&lt;br /&gt;We had a million questions&lt;br /&gt;All about our lives&lt;br /&gt;And when we got to New York&lt;br /&gt;Everything felt right&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here with me&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the days we spend together&lt;br /&gt;Were not enough&lt;br /&gt;And it used to feel like dream&lt;br /&gt;Except we always woke up&lt;br /&gt;Never thought not having you here now&lt;br /&gt;Would hurt so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm falling and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;And know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;Holding you, holding you, holding you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you told me &lt;br /&gt;About when you were eight&lt;br /&gt;And all those things you said that night&lt;br /&gt;That just couldn't wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the car you were last seating&lt;br /&gt;And the games we would play&lt;br /&gt;All the times we spilled our coffees&lt;br /&gt;And stayed out way too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time you sat and told me&lt;br /&gt;About your Jesus&lt;br /&gt;And how not to look back&lt;br /&gt;Even if no one believes us&lt;br /&gt;When it hurts so bad&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes not having you here&lt;br /&gt;I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm falling and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;And know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;Holding you, holding you, holding you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm falling and I can't get up&lt;br /&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;br /&gt;And every night I miss you I can just look up&lt;br /&gt;And know the stars are&lt;br /&gt;Holding you, holding you, holding you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tonight, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks caro. this song is so nice. was stuck inmy head for the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;charis came over today. haha. was so funny, and random. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;thanks friend. it wasreally cute(:&lt;br /&gt;grace had to go home ): &lt;br /&gt;i heard of her evil scheme to try out all my clothes and jump on my bed. crazy girl, next time!(: &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. oh wells. my internet is still screwed. &lt;br /&gt;and i should be studying now.&lt;br /&gt;but. heh^^ i studied so much today! heh^^ im so ultra guai today ok. heh^^&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;'tonight' is a ncie song.. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha. oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8244253996441482393?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8244253996441482393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8244253996441482393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8244253996441482393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8244253996441482393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-remember-times-we-spend-together-on.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-5042363720989729314</id><published>2007-08-09T05:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T06:54:10.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy National Day!&lt;br /&gt;I just realised is not compulsory to put up the flag, that's why not alot of ppl put it up this year. plus the GST increase, no wonder not many flags are up this year. but if you put it up the wrong way, you get fined -.- shows how "fine-y" singaporeans are. &lt;br /&gt;hahah. singaporeeans doesnt have the spirit after all. but it was so nice seeing everyone wearing red and white today. so cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who spends the national day washing toilets and cleaning the house?! sighs. speechless. &lt;br /&gt;my com got screwed last night, cos i did the stuppidest thing on earth. and i dunno how to fix it. lol. oh wells. maybe i'll get more inspiration to study for this long weekend. lol. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met my former tutor just now. she looks so much more vibrant. &lt;br /&gt;beore that, my mum was complaining about her son, shaking his leg so much. &lt;br /&gt;lol. then.. i kept turning around to watch the tv at the food court, then dunno why, i found the whole bunch of people so familiar. lol.&lt;br /&gt;havent seen her or heard from her for 3 years. she, her children, everyone changed so much. &lt;br /&gt;sighs. miss her so much. i was with her for the whole of my primary school, and now that i'm in sec school, i totally forgot about her. sighs. oh wells. its nice to see her again. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nice talking to caro yesterday. yeps. it's been long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still haveno motivation to study. &lt;br /&gt;i realise, i never had the motivation. its just like. DO. &lt;br /&gt;think that's why i dun like asking questions. cos i just accept it as it is. &lt;br /&gt;great problem about me. hahaa. not inquisitive enough. &lt;br /&gt;oh wells. this is why i can never score well in lit? lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna die when the progress report comes out. my mum's gonna slaugther me like shit. seriously. i'll die. &lt;br /&gt;failed 2 subjects. dude. i dont need a genuis to know where my weakness lies. sighs. and his 2 subjects i failed were failed VERY terribly. and i only hit like. 3 targets for myself?! sighs. and this is with acceptions. sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-5042363720989729314?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5042363720989729314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=5042363720989729314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5042363720989729314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5042363720989729314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-national-day-i-just-realised-is.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-1447208799390914561</id><published>2007-08-08T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T06:32:01.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to watch the fireworks 2 weeks ago. &lt;br /&gt;stole these photos from my sister's blog cos i was lazy.&lt;br /&gt;heh. today's celebration was .. not bad. great job 3s! (: i shall buy you lollipops.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.  well, im suppose to be studying now but.. heh^^&lt;br /&gt;flag bearing today was.. funny, and weird. and we looked kinda odd. lol. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;once again, i wasnt loud enough. ohwells(:&lt;br /&gt;sam kept smiling and sticking her tongue out at me during assembly. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went ikea and vivo after school. man, these guys are the funniest!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. had a great time with them , even though i chionged off super early.&lt;br /&gt;didnt get to eat my ben and jerry's! lol. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;didnt get tan after all. boo.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/RrnC7iFrP8I/AAAAAAAAABs/qtkwbBnOakk/s1600-h/1f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/RrnC7iFrP8I/AAAAAAAAABs/qtkwbBnOakk/s320/1f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096318781365108674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/RrnCsyFrP7I/AAAAAAAAABk/224TDHqmLM4/s1600-h/1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/RrnCsyFrP7I/AAAAAAAAABk/224TDHqmLM4/s320/1b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096318527962038194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/RrnCXiFrP6I/AAAAAAAAABc/xw7fOdqtVXY/s1600-h/1c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/RrnCXiFrP6I/AAAAAAAAABc/xw7fOdqtVXY/s320/1c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096318162889818018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-1447208799390914561?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1447208799390914561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=1447208799390914561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1447208799390914561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1447208799390914561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/went-to-watch-fireworks-2-weeks-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/RrnC7iFrP8I/AAAAAAAAABs/qtkwbBnOakk/s72-c/1f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8099145997848013342</id><published>2007-08-07T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T07:48:38.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's full dress was... like that. nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;after that, came home. nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;bleh. i just realised, we have 5 days that's like. completely free!&lt;br /&gt;heh^^&lt;br /&gt;but the 5 days = studying. so, its nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is national day celebrations! so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;all the best to the NDP committee.&lt;br /&gt;have fun!(:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DONT PON SCHOOL TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this whole thing  about putting up the skit really showed me alot of things. good or bad, i really hope this will work out tomorrow. I'LL BUY YOU LOLLIPOPS! XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8099145997848013342?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8099145997848013342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8099145997848013342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8099145997848013342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8099145997848013342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/todays-full-dress-was.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8234571357067737430</id><published>2007-08-04T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T09:40:03.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, i really dread weekends.&lt;br /&gt;and this is one of them that i really hate.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;breakfast, lunch, dinner. all very very unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;i met mr khoo while having roi prata for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;bak ku teh for lunch. its really good. but i had my meal with pigeons flying over my head.&lt;br /&gt;dinner was at newton circus. very very unhealthy. and very very bad for health.&lt;br /&gt;the NDP rehearsals cheated my feelings ok.  didnt see the fireworks after all.&lt;br /&gt;im innocent ok. very very innnocent. and thank you so much!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played icy tower today, and i guess, you only fall when you give up. missing the platform doesnt mean you'll die. you'll just have to grab on to your second and third chances. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;went on a craze with blogthings. did so many of those small quizes. lol. i shant blog them(: haha. ohw ells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8234571357067737430?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8234571357067737430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8234571357067737430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8234571357067737430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8234571357067737430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/sometimes-i-really-dread-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-2435082030566191462</id><published>2007-08-03T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T06:05:15.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the skit is defintely not gonna turn out good.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like backing out so much. please.&lt;br /&gt;which person is actually interested? which person actually WANTS to do it?&lt;br /&gt;its soo annoying. plus, none of them cooperates. none of them.&lt;br /&gt;stop the complaining.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;br /&gt;i've had enough.&lt;br /&gt;please. turn up that day.&lt;br /&gt;please. just cooperate.&lt;br /&gt;please? i really need everyone of you.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. this is soo shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. today, our class has a warfare. it was super noisy! people were shouting at each other. so noisy. oh man. and you walk into class, surprised at the number of people in there. lol. it was kinda funny. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;history test again on monday.&lt;br /&gt;pass? HAH.&lt;br /&gt;it was so funny with grace today, and we cleaned up the class! wad an accomplishment. grace is a mad friend. but she's so funny.&lt;br /&gt;spot check didnt work.&lt;br /&gt;and im glad, we have 2 prefects in the class(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-2435082030566191462?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2435082030566191462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=2435082030566191462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2435082030566191462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2435082030566191462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/skit-is-defintely-not-gonna-turn-out.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8702629450248736650</id><published>2007-08-01T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T06:39:34.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today! caro is a very lucky person. my. very lucky in deed.&lt;br /&gt;of all the people there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;gb was so screwed. i was sooooo angry with that PERSON. omg. she is definitely a female dog.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. taking the recruits for drill was funn. laughed at nava so much.&lt;br /&gt;heh^^&lt;br /&gt;then, i rock. the moment i stepped into the concourse, i saw my mum's car. heehee. i didnt even get her msg or anything. and my timing rocks so much. lol. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8702629450248736650?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8702629450248736650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8702629450248736650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8702629450248736650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8702629450248736650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/08/failed-to-blog-twice-in-row-cos-of.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8624582699570539608</id><published>2007-07-31T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T06:51:09.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tiffany got drunk yesterday! haha.&lt;br /&gt;stop living in self denial. drunk!&lt;br /&gt;haha. yesterday was. normal.&lt;br /&gt;CARROT CAKE! hee.&lt;br /&gt;and eversonice chocolates. hee. it was sooo nice(: (:&lt;br /&gt;thank you!&lt;br /&gt;today was. normal.&lt;br /&gt;i finally RESTOCKED all my pens (:&lt;br /&gt;until after school. the skit and everything, then at 4 plus... funny stuff in class.&lt;br /&gt;oh man. i went blind. blind. and i couldnt smell.&lt;br /&gt;hahha. it was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;should have went home earlier! heh^^&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i shall be guai and do lit, and then study! (:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who am I?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That the Lord of all the earth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would care to know my name, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would care to feel my hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who am I?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That the bright and morning star, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would choose to light the way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For my ever wondering heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not because of who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But because of what you've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not because of what I've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But because of who you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chorus: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am a flower quickly fading, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A vapor in the wind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still you hear me when I'm calling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord you catch me when I'm falling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you told me who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am yours.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who am I?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That the eyes that see my sin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would look on me with love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And watch me rise again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who am I?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That the voice that calm the sea, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would call out through the rain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And calm the storm in me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not because of who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But because of what you've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not because of what I've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But because of who you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whom shall I fear? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whom shall I fear? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cuz I am yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Am I - Casting Crowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8624582699570539608?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8624582699570539608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8624582699570539608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8624582699570539608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8624582699570539608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/tiffany-got-drunk-yesterday-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-193714452423368278</id><published>2007-07-29T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T06:51:23.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>church was nice(:&lt;br /&gt;the speaker was literally shouting through the mic. haha. super funny. he's like. super funny. and he laughs at his own jokes. lol.&lt;br /&gt;went cycling at East Coast Park today.&lt;br /&gt;went pass sparkc. haha. brought back fun and nice memories. X) so fun.&lt;br /&gt;saw Nicole Low, like. we both ZOOMED pass each other on the bike. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then i met my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;wow. pretty shocking how she is with her friends. the quiet little cousin who sits and whispers to her little sister during family dinners laughed HYSTERICALLY at the food centre, i could hear her so far away. my gosh. it was the loudest and highest. sighs. and i finally waved to her in the toilet. haha. wad a nice place to meet.&lt;br /&gt;dinner was nice(:&lt;br /&gt;satay beehoon, lychee drink,  and rojak. X)X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-193714452423368278?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/193714452423368278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=193714452423368278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/193714452423368278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/193714452423368278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/church-was-nice-speaker-was-literally.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-6546087505204285593</id><published>2007-07-28T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T07:56:12.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to catch the fireworks today. so nice and cool(: i realise i catch them everyyear. lol.&lt;br /&gt;it was sooo niceee.&lt;br /&gt;walked along the same roads, ate at  the same place. gosh. i miss them.&lt;br /&gt;i guess, ive been too focused lately. just focusing on the things around me. but i never really took a step back to look at everything. i guess it takes you awhile before you start thinking.&lt;br /&gt;my signature was "analyzed". and im preoccupied with death?! haha!! oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im sorry if ic ant be there for you. im sorry if i cant understand. im sorry if i cant be that bucket you vomit all your troubles in. im sorry if i act like a little child. im sorry if im too immature. im sorry. im sorry. im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i cant be there for you physically all the time. but you know my number. you know that im always with you spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;i cant understand, but you can always tell me.&lt;br /&gt;i cant be that bucket, maybe you're just not vomitting.&lt;br /&gt;i act like a child. childish delights make my day. wad makes yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you try to come back to the days before. days when you thought it was perfect. now that you look back, it wasnt that perfect after all. it was filled with many disgusting and ugly holes. but you still want to go back. why? tell me why? i see the ugly holes. why cant you too?&lt;br /&gt;move on, my dear. move on. i know you've tried. but i know you're still looking back while walking forward. turn you head around and look straight! im always behind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-6546087505204285593?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6546087505204285593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=6546087505204285593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6546087505204285593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6546087505204285593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/went-to-catch-fireworks-today.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8217514582633376677</id><published>2007-07-27T05:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T06:35:14.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! i shall upload the photos from.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;! after founders day(:went for sushi with grace and jasmine. so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nicenicenice&lt;/span&gt;. had such a fun time with them(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rqntv2e3asI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p4Q0_x501cA/s1600-h/IMG_0474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rqntv2e3asI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p4Q0_x501cA/s320/IMG_0474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091862260053666498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                              pretty chopsticks!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/RqnwaWe3avI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZqoIvkwYJjc/s1600-h/IMG_0485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/RqnwaWe3avI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZqoIvkwYJjc/s320/IMG_0485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091865189221362418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 salmon balls that took really long. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. then. .i have a really ego and camera loving brother who looks just soo cuteee (:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/RqnxhGe3axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-Ep6Xk4SMO8/s1600-h/IMG_0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/RqnxhGe3axI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-Ep6Xk4SMO8/s320/IMG_0441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091866404697107218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             heehee. cute righttt. X)X)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, then, i went to Lasalle SIA for fun today, to check it out. and i got cheated of my feelings. bleh. i thought it was done. then, it'll only be done in 2 weeks. bleh. oh wells. i still looks cool(:(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/RqnyQme3ayI/AAAAAAAAAA8/JybjbBqw3bw/s1600-h/IMG_0498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/RqnyQme3ayI/AAAAAAAAAA8/JybjbBqw3bw/s320/IMG_0498.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091867220740893474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cool exterior(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rqnycme3azI/AAAAAAAAABE/GX2D3m5nr9Y/s1600-h/IMG_0497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rqnycme3azI/AAAAAAAAABE/GX2D3m5nr9Y/s320/IMG_0497.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091867426899323698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cool rightttt(:&lt;br /&gt;too bad. im no aspiring artist or wadever. haha. oh wells. the deisgn of the whole building is soo nicee.&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rqny_Ge3a0I/AAAAAAAAABM/oJpxxhJpV0E/s1600-h/IMG_0494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rqny_Ge3a0I/AAAAAAAAABM/oJpxxhJpV0E/s320/IMG_0494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091868019604810562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its like. all black and white inside. then it was like. really funny. along the corridor were rows of glass. like. alrealy installed. then they all had this piece of paper pasted on it saying:" glass"&lt;br /&gt;lol. then someone went to vandalise it " duhh" lol. super funny.&lt;br /&gt;to wrap it up, this is the pic of the whole place(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rqn0Bme3a1I/AAAAAAAAABU/2owshNMNrOg/s1600-h/edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rqn0Bme3a1I/AAAAAAAAABU/2owshNMNrOg/s320/edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091869162066111314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. this shall be all the photos for this time. till next time, no more photos! its soo troublesome. bleh. lol. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;today was my brother's bday. gosh. lucky kid. but his bday would have been much better with 3 other gorgors around, i dun mind the noise. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8217514582633376677?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8217514582633376677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8217514582633376677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8217514582633376677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8217514582633376677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-i-shall-upload-photos-from.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vAesZnVR-o4/Rqntv2e3asI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p4Q0_x501cA/s72-c/IMG_0474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-278140293409241232</id><published>2007-07-26T09:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T09:07:42.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, was nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;started my new chinese tuition. with like. sec2s?! RI and nanyang! felt so bad cos. my chinese kinda sucked and their's rocks. so its like. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;before tt, stayed back for nothing cos lipin and tiffany HAPPYHAPPY go to staffroom to look for ms tham. bleh. ohwells. i would have stayed back anyways. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i stillc ant find the words for the chinese project in the dictionaries i have! i think my house rocks. 2 chinese STUDENT dictionaries, and one fan2ti3zi4 dictionary. could only find 2 out of the 5 words we had!&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i realise, we only have 8 weeks left to EOYs. hhow time flies!&lt;br /&gt;today's flagraising, lesley and caro kinda scrwed up. lesley's flag dropped while she was tying it, and caro too. but lesley's one was so much more obvious. sighs. its ok, friends. try again next time(: tomorrow's a math and physics quiz. and then... heehee(: hope there's no sabbaticals meeting. i forgot if there was. i didnt do any research. X(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-278140293409241232?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/278140293409241232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=278140293409241232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/278140293409241232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/278140293409241232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-nothing-much_26.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-6622807510310839825</id><published>2007-07-25T03:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T03:22:41.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Rising I feel my heart sing&lt;br /&gt;His Praises our  Lord and King&lt;br /&gt;The wonder, the majesty&lt;br /&gt;Welcome the King of Glory in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every tribe and tongue&lt;br /&gt;Every land will sing Your praise&lt;br /&gt;To the end of time we sing&lt;br /&gt;Majesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All majesty&lt;br /&gt;To the God of creation&lt;br /&gt;All majesty&lt;br /&gt;God of all generations&lt;br /&gt;This anthem we sing&lt;br /&gt;To the God of all nations&lt;br /&gt;All majesty&lt;br /&gt;We sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss music drill so much. feel like doing it again. just once more. ONCE MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-6622807510310839825?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6622807510310839825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=6622807510310839825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6622807510310839825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6622807510310839825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/rising-i-feel-my-heart-sing-his-praises_25.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-2611086438848483254</id><published>2007-07-25T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T02:19:32.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>founder's day! its really amzing to see mg come so far. seeing all your seniors coming back today, all so pretty with blazers and everything. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my sister is gullible. despite her age. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. the parade was kinda bad, cos. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;the service was pretty boring. i almost fell asleep a couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;man, i pity the VIP. shoke how many hundred hands. wasnt he tired?&lt;br /&gt;i pity the photographers too. stood there and take the how many hundred hands he shoke.&lt;br /&gt;went food hunting for the food for my class after the service with jasmine and stella. super funny. i never knew stella was this sensitive. heh^^&lt;br /&gt;went back to class to change, gave up halfway, and decided to go to hte toilet. the moment i step out, i turned around, A WHOLE GROUP OF TEACHERS WALKING BEHIND ME. gosh. so embarrasing. i choinged to the toilet. then. when i was done, this man walked out of the cubicle. gave me a shock! guess wad. i was running so fast, i didnt know they changed the toilet to a gents. lol. super funny. i was laughing at myself while walking back lah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;then, went for sushi! nicenice sushi.&lt;br /&gt;waited 10 mins for 4 pieces of food to come.&lt;br /&gt;and the salmon sashimi wasnt even fresh. even the cutting skills were bad.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot i brought the cam until the later part of the lunch, when all our food has been cleared away. lol. ohw ells. then, after tt, i came home.&lt;br /&gt;could have gone to ikea with grace. but. i got a headache. and decided to come home.&lt;br /&gt;whee. im so guai.&lt;br /&gt;and i have a gullible sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-2611086438848483254?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2611086438848483254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=2611086438848483254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2611086438848483254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2611086438848483254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/founders-day-its-really-amzing-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-5007854124433776058</id><published>2007-07-21T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T01:26:32.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for BOB2 yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;was pretty good(: almost went deaf but its ok(:&lt;br /&gt;scandals, and everything(:&lt;br /&gt;left early. bet i looked pretty weird running in and out of the audi.&lt;br /&gt;great job LamYY, dani, and all other band members!(:&lt;br /&gt;haha. so fun. yy's voice sound so high on the mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to charis's house before that.&lt;br /&gt;her house is So far in! its like. teng's house.&lt;br /&gt;didnt see her puppies but its ok!(:&lt;br /&gt;grace thought oreo was one of her puppies. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. prize presentation was just kinda.weird.&lt;br /&gt;stood beside ms kon to give the trophies to the people presenting trophies to ms kon. lol. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early recess on monday! X) &lt;br /&gt;get to miss HALF AN HOUR OF HISTORY. YESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, was boring as usual. and i wasnt allowed to go charis's house again): bleh. oh wells. hope you're having fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-5007854124433776058?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5007854124433776058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=5007854124433776058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5007854124433776058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5007854124433776058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/went-for-bob2-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-5249784615225187580</id><published>2007-07-19T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T08:23:32.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>diee. im soo dead. ultra. this term, im gonna die a terrible death. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;today was plain horrible. history and chem, and scolding by chuah.&lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;divya is super smart lar. lost her prefect badge.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is prize presentation. and. the usual. and then, Battle Of The Bands!&lt;br /&gt;the week is finally coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;get my precious sleep back!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;charis fan's bday is the same as DB. lol. all the best. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;went crazy during chinese with all the sam sork sing, slarissa, sipin, and etcetc. lol. super funny.&lt;br /&gt;ssssssssssssss. snake!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YENFERN IS UP AND WALKINGG!!!&lt;br /&gt;XDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-5249784615225187580?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5249784615225187580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=5249784615225187580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5249784615225187580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5249784615225187580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/diee.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-2077166324714155122</id><published>2007-07-18T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T06:17:04.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday charis!(:&lt;br /&gt;today was just. tiring.&lt;br /&gt;caro is FIRST contingent commander. cool. she commands the whole parade! (for 1 command, but. cool enough!X))&lt;br /&gt;mel( SMALL, MINUTE, AND. SHORT) is dangerously dangerous. her violent acts are. wow. you never know when she's pregnant. ok. now she's gonna kill me for this.&lt;br /&gt;prize presentation on friday.&lt;br /&gt;after like. so long. 4 months?! lol.&lt;br /&gt;missed half a period of physics today. hee. i came in and ms or just smiled at me.&lt;br /&gt;i continued walking, she smile somemore. haha. oh wells. she's. like. that.&lt;br /&gt;saw the stupid woman again. sheesh. do she HAVE in interfere in EVERYTHING. even the FOUNDERS DAY parade rehearsal. not like she's part of the school or something. ex girl?! so wad.sheesh. you just HAVE to appear. go away and mind your own business. stupid woman. gosh. ive never seen such a woman before. so. ajkalsugfsdhfdfs.&lt;br /&gt;mrs poh has been in good mood! (:&lt;br /&gt;"teachers with high expectations produce students with high quality"&lt;br /&gt;lol. sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. dear, dont think that way k? we miss you and the class is always so empty! come back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-2077166324714155122?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2077166324714155122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=2077166324714155122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2077166324714155122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2077166324714155122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-charis-today-was-just.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-3585228458798115075</id><published>2007-07-16T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T06:52:19.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, robers came in and talk again. sheesh. do she HAVE to just put us 2 as an example. sheesh. then. skipped pe. lesley sprained her ankle. smart kid. then. history test= fail. physics test== fail.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i die.&lt;br /&gt;im super tired. it's either the uniform today, or i just couldnt concentrate anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;someone asked me if i was depressed?lol. sure.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;recess was kinda weird though.&lt;br /&gt;and mr seow was kinda random in the bookshop. after school.&lt;br /&gt;im deprived of songs.&lt;br /&gt;thank you lipin!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-3585228458798115075?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3585228458798115075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=3585228458798115075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3585228458798115075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3585228458798115075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-robers-came-in-and-talk-again.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-3864073909600563766</id><published>2007-07-15T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T07:47:33.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my grandparents!!!! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;just cos i leeft my wallet at their house for 2 nights, 1 fifty bucks note popped up inside.&lt;br /&gt;woots.&lt;br /&gt;they rock.&lt;br /&gt;my grandfather is like. the weirdest guy on earth. but he's the cutest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church was. ok.&lt;br /&gt;tears and presents.&lt;br /&gt;smiles and awkward instances.&lt;br /&gt;yeps. its normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow: physics and history.&lt;br /&gt;GB day and pe.&lt;br /&gt;wad a nice combinations.&lt;br /&gt;meeting after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jieyi is so not looking forward to tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-3864073909600563766?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3864073909600563766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=3864073909600563766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3864073909600563766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3864073909600563766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-love-my-grandparents-33-just-cos-i.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-3080780330250991070</id><published>2007-07-13T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T00:03:52.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went back to school to get my TYS. and stuff. and i thought i wouldnt meet anyone.&lt;br /&gt;was thinking like. how wasted to wear mg stuff just to get through the gates, and end up not meeting anyone.&lt;br /&gt;guess wad. i met ms tang JUST as i got on the car. ahah. at least wad i wore wasnt wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gb day is on monday.&lt;br /&gt;expect the long message.&lt;br /&gt;and a pretty bad worship.&lt;br /&gt;gb fortnight is here too.&lt;br /&gt;donate!XD&lt;br /&gt;after doing the same thing over and over again for 7 years, dont you just get tired? yes. im tired. 100 bucks? i think 50 will be great.&lt;br /&gt;at least it wasnt like years before, where i fought with my sister to get the richest uncle to donate.&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 tests next week.&lt;br /&gt;history, physics, english, ss.&lt;br /&gt;i need to pass everyone of it&lt;br /&gt;and what am i still doing here? i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;history: memories the stupid dates for all the important events.&lt;br /&gt;physics: chapter 3-6. all the calculations and everything which im kinda bad in.&lt;br /&gt;english: open book worksheet test. havent borrowed cassie's worksheet to photocopy everthing&lt;br /&gt;SS: ireland thingy. hypothesis. remember everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is big cleaning day(direct translation) in church&lt;br /&gt;and i feel kinda bad not helping out.&lt;br /&gt;every year, i dont go.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. the feeling gets worse every year.&lt;br /&gt;every year, they stab you with guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my chinese really gone down.&lt;br /&gt;downdowndown.&lt;br /&gt;and the tuition centre is still. like tt. my mum is considering 1 on 1?&lt;br /&gt;or if not, i'll be joining a class who has been doing 1 on 1.&lt;br /&gt;haha. sighs. yes. i need chinese tuition. even though i come from a chinese speaking family.&lt;br /&gt;how nice is that.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-3080780330250991070?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3080780330250991070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=3080780330250991070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3080780330250991070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3080780330250991070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/went-back-to-school-to-get-my-tys.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-3677337258873347223</id><published>2007-07-13T07:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T07:20:35.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, on the bus, i was so exhausted, i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;then, when i woke up, i realise i was sort of leaning on this guy. like. just arm on arm. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my head didnt tilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha. then, when i was leaving, i turned around, and the guy smiled at me.&lt;br /&gt;guess who it was. haha. it was the Young Leaders Day opening games guy.&lt;br /&gt;haha. at first, i just thought the side profile looked familiar. but forgot who he was. turns out, it was him. haha. too bad i didnt meet ben. SOMEONE would have killed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! i got DEMOTED ok. so mean. from thrid row for the class shoot, i became the first row. sabo! stupid emma must be so happy. sighs. i dont like the class phtos at all!!! !first row all the way in the middle. gosh. how ugly. then you know the effect they use for the candid photos?! gosh!! sighs. so mean ok. i could have just denied. like jasmine. sighs. meano. JASMINE!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-3677337258873347223?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3677337258873347223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=3677337258873347223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3677337258873347223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3677337258873347223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-on-bus-i-was-so-exhausted-i-fell.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-1114253205759465461</id><published>2007-07-13T03:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T03:23:43.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many things happened this week.&lt;br /&gt;im so tired.physically, and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;today's devotions were meaningful ( in a sense)&lt;br /&gt;sighs. this whole week have been so 'just-get-over-and-done-with' week.&lt;br /&gt;everything's so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;my marks are totally screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. so filled with mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With Christ in the vessel we can smile at the storm, smile at the storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With Christ in the vessel we can smile at the storm as we go sailing home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so unpredictable. so, i don't know. unstable.&lt;br /&gt;its like. a roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;has its ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess God really just wanted me to have this experience, that I can grow more mature, and be more self assured? Maybe God just wanted me to see what i have by looking at what happened.&lt;br /&gt;i see the tears that flow.&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;am i THAT strong to not have those tears? or am i just heartless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i should have said it when i could. to help. but i didnt. and im really sorry. &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/13186680-1114253205759465461?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1114253205759465461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=1114253205759465461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1114253205759465461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1114253205759465461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-many-things-happened-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-6836385827673975106</id><published>2007-07-11T06:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T07:23:50.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, was hectic, chaotic, and. wadever.&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;swim meet was nice and enthu. so glad SOME people dun have to lead the cheers. i think mg would have been super SUPER dead.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;was listening to Majesty. i miss music drill. have the urge of doing it again(:&lt;br /&gt;i want it all to start all again. all the trainings and everything. i dun care about the tiredness and everything. i miss the practices. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, things happen, and people react.&lt;br /&gt;some people just dont know how to react, and in turn, hurt people.&lt;br /&gt;some people, just enjoy making themselves sounds like they're the best things in the world.&lt;br /&gt;some people, just. dont have a way of reacting.&lt;br /&gt;some people, react, then cause some commotion, then people react to their reaction, then. things happen.&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how this works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-6836385827673975106?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-4756134558294938669</id><published>2007-07-10T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T07:09:55.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ss test, failed.&lt;br /&gt;failed with an F9. wth. i was sooo pissed off. sheesh. left out all the evidences i was suppose to put in.&lt;br /&gt;chinese test, i passed on the dot, before she said it was upon 60 instead of 70. its still bad. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(especially cos my chinese is expected to have an A)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(at this rate, i say bye to my only A) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr, getting back a amath. im gonna fail.&lt;br /&gt;chem test tmr, im gonna fail too.&lt;br /&gt;history test, im probably gonna fail too.&lt;br /&gt;shit. im failing practically everything.&lt;br /&gt;howhowhowhowhow.&lt;br /&gt;today, i dunno. my eyes are playing tricks or im just not concentrating.&lt;br /&gt;gavelaoshi the attendance for 5. then later, 7 werent in school. laoshi was like. why keep changing one? the 5 also had some mistakes lah. argh.&lt;br /&gt;spent like. half and hour to 1 hour talking to mr seow about rubbish?! lol. we were like. finished eating. then he came over to talk and talk, then, he sat down. so, continued talking. lol. all the rubbish lah. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I AM NOT JEALOUS OK, CHERYL ONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;see. its bigger than yours. heh^^ &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/13186680-4756134558294938669?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-7770809377860961663</id><published>2007-07-07T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T09:26:19.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, was. boring.&lt;br /&gt;yeps. boring.&lt;br /&gt;bought a worthless cap. and im still wondering how to give it.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the incident was bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the aftermath is worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She was drivin' last friday on her way to cincinnati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a snow white Christmas Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goin' home to see her Momma and her Daddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; With her baby in a back seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fifty miles to go and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;she was runnin' low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; On faith and gasoline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It'd been a long hard year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She had a lot on her mind and she didn't pay attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She was goin' way too fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before she knew it she was spinnin on thin black sheet of glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;both their lives flash before her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She didn't even have time to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She was so scared, she threw her hands up in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Jesus take the wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Take it from my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause I can't do this on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; So give me one more chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Save me from this road I'm on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Jesus take the wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was still getting colder when she made it to the shoulder and that car came to a stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She cried when she saw that baby in the back seat sleepin' like a rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the first time in a long time she bowed her head to pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;She said I'm sorry for the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been livin' my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I've got to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;So from now on tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jesus take the wheel, carrie underwood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-419004714132211314</id><published>2007-07-06T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T08:07:02.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was niceee(:&lt;br /&gt;stayed back after school to teach lesley the flags, then cleard the classroom for a while, thenstudied in class on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;lol. then, after we saw wad something tall at the staircase.&lt;br /&gt;then, it started walking towards us! ran into 1e.&lt;br /&gt;after awhile, *boom* the door opened&lt;br /&gt;tt person speaks of something really random&lt;br /&gt;then walks away.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha. and the rst of the day was spent laughing at how random tt person was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to paragon, wore airy clothes. took x ray. then went to marks and spencers&lt;br /&gt;went high after seeing all the stuffs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;believe it or not, ive never been into the shop before. and i LOVE it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, today was great.&lt;br /&gt;before tt, at the thrid level there, i saw clarissa with her bright green shirt across the block. tsktsk. i bet they were using their phone or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really thank God for being there, to calm our hearts, and guide us through it.&lt;br /&gt;thank the four of you, to go through the whole incident together, having the company did really help.&lt;br /&gt;thank the 2 special people who gave comfort&lt;br /&gt;thank the many groups of people&lt;br /&gt;thank the many concerning hearts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was an experience.&lt;br /&gt;and im glad i was there.&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/13186680-419004714132211314?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-788734641306626735</id><published>2007-07-03T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T06:58:27.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;see. i knew it. starting school on a tueday screws everything up.&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;br /&gt;today was kinda a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;and i was just waiting for it to be over.&lt;br /&gt;now, im still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw how much tt boy has changed. its been jus tt short few years, and i can hardly recognise you anymore. i realised that ive never been away from you for so long. even from birth, we were just 1 month away. boy, i miss you so much. i dun mind if you come back and bully me like crap, just, come back. man, i miss you so muchmuchmuch. as i stepped into my secondary school, you left. i hope tt before i actually step out, you come back? man. i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-788734641306626735?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/788734641306626735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=788734641306626735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/788734641306626735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/788734641306626735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-nothing-much.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-7119707704509516702</id><published>2007-07-02T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T07:47:48.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow is the beginning of a new week! i hate it when they start school on a tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;its like. you miss all the "beginning-of-week" feeling, then you just dun feel like school has started again. then you'll lose the itme concept during the whole week, and everything will just screw up..&lt;br /&gt;im seriously still in holiday mood.&lt;br /&gt;cant sit down and study properly with so many distractions. so slow paced and everything.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. smart kidd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a hot day.&lt;br /&gt;and Transformers is really nice(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-5115726431690878296</id><published>2007-07-01T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:42:49.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah! watched Transformers today.&lt;br /&gt;its was really good i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;all the effects and everything,&lt;br /&gt;it was superb.&lt;br /&gt;i think Micheal Bay did a wonderful job.&lt;br /&gt;Transformers was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;you should go watch it (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-5115726431690878296?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5115726431690878296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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i got home.&lt;br /&gt;found only half of my amath TYS stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i have s stupid bee stuck in my toilet. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously. it sees its own reflection, and got frightened by it, then it just stays in NEAR the windows, but its just not going anywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;im gonna watch transformer tomorrow!! XD&lt;br /&gt;happy youth day!&lt;br /&gt;im gonna do flag raising next week!(:&lt;br /&gt;yay. one of the best things i get to do cos of my cca. heh. its gonna be soooo funn.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i bet you all think im mad. heh.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. i havent started studying for a math test yet.&lt;br /&gt;i think im still in the holiday mood. die.&lt;br /&gt;haha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to complete by tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;finish TYS&lt;br /&gt;study amath&lt;br /&gt;study history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i probably wont be able to do all these, haha. lazy me. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-3760131350545418845?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3760131350545418845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=3760131350545418845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3760131350545418845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3760131350545418845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/07/hallmark-channel-is-addictive.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-4203794390715701282</id><published>2007-06-30T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T09:10:17.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dinner today was pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;super bored so i started msging ppl.&lt;br /&gt;i ended up msging like. 3 or 4 at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;got "lectured" by my uncle. ( i think he thinks i msg too much)&lt;br /&gt;the service was slow and long.&lt;br /&gt;the place was small and cramp.&lt;br /&gt;i was stuck without anyone to talk to at the table.&lt;br /&gt;dinner was pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;but the food was just as good. although they never fail to suprise us with the dishes everytime.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;piglets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shared 9 small durians between 3 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;so.. i ate practically 3 durians?&lt;br /&gt;haha. coolio. that was my dessert to my lunch. lol.&lt;br /&gt;had a pretty funny conversation with an uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uncle: your brother? *poins to me and my brother*&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah&lt;br /&gt;uncle: wad's the age gap?&lt;br /&gt;me: 8 years&lt;br /&gt;uncle: * whispers to his wife* wow. must be God's grace then&lt;br /&gt;me: haha. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; bet he thinks i look too old to be my brother's sister. and too young to be a mother, so. he got curios? haha. i think normally ppl will just guess and guess and walk away. but this guy actually asked me if i was his brother.&lt;br /&gt;many ppl think that when the age gap is like. a long time, they think tt one of them must be an accident child. its a kind of misunderstanding that lies in many people's hearts. sometimes, when ppl tell that to me, i ask them: my and my sister, 6 years. me and my brother, 8 years. so which is an accident child? haha. that usually sends them to silence. or a random laughter perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really just so amazing how we can judge people by such small things. recently, i've been looking at someone's project campaign: Dont Judge. i start to see how much we judge others and how much people judge us based on just small details or small items. is it just our human instinct to judge people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-4203794390715701282?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4203794390715701282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=4203794390715701282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4203794390715701282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4203794390715701282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/dinner-today-was-pretty-bad_30.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-6448447154307670672</id><published>2007-06-29T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T06:58:51.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week has been busy,&lt;br /&gt;and so filled with things.&lt;br /&gt;test, quizes, CCA, everything.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. school's really something.&lt;br /&gt;it can make you miss it , and hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. so many things can happen within just a few days.&lt;br /&gt;so many that you can hardly see carefully what you've been getting yourself into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i was super blur.&lt;br /&gt;finished up my xiao shuo during english &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;+ a little of time after school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent done my newspaper thing,&lt;br /&gt;lost the whole of my amath TYS questions(all that ive done)&lt;br /&gt;GEL got screwed up&lt;br /&gt;and ms or is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; scaryy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna just FLY to LA now. fly fly fly to LA.&lt;br /&gt;another 2 and 1/2 months of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;to see each and everyone of you, and to see how you've been doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to much boredom duringthe mg rocs briefing, i thought how nice it would have been if i self designed a trip to LA, then extend it a little to see them! how nice would tt be! i could have their house for homestay, and go to their school to see their way of school, and everything! why didnt i ever think of that when i could?sighs. jieyi is such a smart kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jieyi did a naughty thing today&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;'s gonna kill me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&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/13186680-6448447154307670672?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6448447154307670672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=6448447154307670672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6448447154307670672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6448447154307670672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-week-has-been-busy-and-so-filled.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-7610290376340772620</id><published>2007-06-28T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T06:57:31.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>farewell turned out not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;stupid person overtimed by 45 minutes, TRYing to be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;seniors were satisfied(:&lt;br /&gt;they loved the cake. yay.&lt;br /&gt;they loved the trophies too. yay.&lt;br /&gt;orderly was .. kinda .. screwed up.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i forgot to give time to pray oops&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was kinda looking for where the tiffany's concert will be held, and how i can get to the hotel,&lt;br /&gt;then i got to pulau ubin. all the memories of OBS came flooding back. oh man. miss OBS so muchh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i feel like whining. but for no apparent reason. *whines*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot all about the lit test tmr. die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished watching IT. heh. im abit slow but. its niceee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have soo many things undone. howhowhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i should stop blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-7610290376340772620?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/7610290376340772620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=7610290376340772620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/7610290376340772620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/7610290376340772620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/farewell-turned-out-not-too-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-4025113610769731775</id><published>2007-06-26T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T06:45:15.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tommorow's gonna screw up like anything.&lt;br /&gt;the skit will die, the worship will die, EVERYTHING will die.&lt;br /&gt;jieyi will die. she's gonna screw up orderly, and screw up the worship.&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. lesley might not even go to school tmr. dieeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday is really mad. im gonna start hating saturdays really soon. rush here and there like a mad person, and go mad. sighs. so many thiings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quote: " i hate school. i know its only the 2nd day. i dont wanna go back"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-4025113610769731775?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4025113610769731775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=4025113610769731775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4025113610769731775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4025113610769731775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/tommorows-gonna-screw-up-like-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8622900958346889179</id><published>2007-06-23T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T10:07:59.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time, can be such an amazing thing.&lt;br /&gt;it can change so many things, and make you yearn so much for something, and.. yeah. i shant elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i miss them so much. all of them changed! 3 years has been a long time. yearning and missing them so much. sighs. seeing all of them grow. so much. all of their voices deepen, and grow taller and taller. i used to be the tallest amongst them. now, im gonna be one of the shortest soon.&lt;br /&gt;miss them so so very much. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for 80th anniversary dinner.&lt;br /&gt;seeing all the seniors come back all pretty and glamorous, seeing them change so much.&lt;br /&gt;saw mrs ong! yay. she must be so happy to see her own interview on the booklet. &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;saw weixin! she changed so much. so much more feminine now.&lt;br /&gt;all the officers looked so happy.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. not to mention, i saw THAT woman in the same top, with the same horrendous croaking voice, and the same horrendous attitude. sighs. she got issues.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally enjoyed my day today.&lt;br /&gt;busy yet so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8622900958346889179?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8622900958346889179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8622900958346889179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8622900958346889179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8622900958346889179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-can-be-such-amazing-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-4359557270037401823</id><published>2007-06-22T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T08:10:58.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the hair dresser killed my hair&lt;br /&gt;its dead.&lt;br /&gt;horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;horrible. im never going back again.&lt;br /&gt;eeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had nice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;istanbul&lt;/span&gt; lunch.&lt;br /&gt;man. the chicken roll rocks.&lt;br /&gt;and the beef too! (:&lt;br /&gt;went to my mum's office for fun, and one of the guys thought i was the new admin girl&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ya thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;half the ppl thought i was my sister, and waved so hard by the door. lol. &lt;br /&gt;i made her board not so clean anymore!&lt;br /&gt;full of my scribbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's gonna be a hectic day.&lt;br /&gt;going church, then rush to lesley's house, then rush to The Pines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. ppl are gonna kill me. diee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-4359557270037401823?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4359557270037401823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=4359557270037401823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4359557270037401823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4359557270037401823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/hair-dresser-killed-my-hair-its-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-6328105356508562168</id><published>2007-06-20T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T09:03:20.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>speechlessssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. i regret so much. i should have screamed. i should have shouted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school for chatting today. haha. funny and weird at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lipin: thanks so much for being there when i really needed  you. yeps. thanks friend.&lt;br /&gt;i really dunno wad i would have done if you weren't on the phone with me.&lt;br /&gt;so sorry for "ohmygod"ing all along, and kinda not listening to you.&lt;br /&gt;haha. all along, i heard only "slap him" haha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-6328105356508562168?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6328105356508562168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=6328105356508562168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6328105356508562168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6328105356508562168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/speechlessssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-1984804890206871822</id><published>2007-06-19T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T10:10:53.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went back to school to teach ppl who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; had tuition on that day, then learnt how to raise flag. haha. brings back primary school memories.&lt;br /&gt;used to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; to do it just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a little  &lt;/span&gt;earlier just so that Mrs Tay wont catch us cheating.&lt;br /&gt;used to say in the microphone wad the prefects say every morning now.&lt;br /&gt;lol. nice memories of primary school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caro got me earrings. nice. i should go get my ears pierced soon. lol. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dun worry girl. its ok. i like it. haha. thanks. take care k?(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did 1 page plus of zhou ji. felt super accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treated ppl drinks. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha. anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. holidays are coming to an end. FAST. i still have SOME homework left to do, and i ended up not completing what i've planned. haha. in the end, i didnt manage to do what my mum wanted me to. heh^^ oh wells. im just gonna. die. die a terrible death. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok i shall stop saying that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you. you. you. dun worry so much. well, many things cannot be avoided, and things happen. either you run, or you face it. and well, to say honestly, you're not alone. even with this many issues all at the same time. (you1you2you3etc)&lt;br /&gt;you should try to look at it from their point of view?&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, just try to accept how things are?&lt;br /&gt;OR, find solutions to the many issues.&lt;br /&gt;you have these options and more. and they all have different consequences. at least to different degrees. ok? haha. you can always call me if you need anything yeah? &lt;3&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&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/13186680-1984804890206871822?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1984804890206871822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=1984804890206871822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1984804890206871822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1984804890206871822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/went-back-to-school-to-teach-ppl-who.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-4835072326676779896</id><published>2007-06-18T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T09:04:45.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!(:&lt;br /&gt;im back from malaysia! (ipoh, pangkor, malacca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out that there's actually an MGS in Ipoh&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; their uniform sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked through a 10000 year old cave, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;marvelled at his creations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;experienced the greatest waves of my life&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; which is actually quite normal&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;had really great food all along, till you're so sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great time shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. i cant remember anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-4835072326676779896?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4835072326676779896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=4835072326676779896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4835072326676779896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4835072326676779896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-im-back-from-malaysia-ipoh.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-2551885951952911957</id><published>2007-06-13T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T10:35:01.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah, im pissed. so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pissed cos you hit my little brother for no apparent reason &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know your strength. you have your reasoning. but do you tink a seven year old would know wad you call disrespectful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pissed cos  JUST  because of your stupid cleanliness requirements, I have to go through all these. fancy mopping the stupid house, at 1.30 am. ohwadfun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pissed cos i'll be spending the next five days with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pissed cos you're freaking unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im pissed cos i cant hate you. i have to respect you. but do you deserve it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/13186680-2551885951952911957?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2551885951952911957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=2551885951952911957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2551885951952911957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2551885951952911957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/yeah-im-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-7246662228201004671</id><published>2007-06-13T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T10:09:59.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grace came over today. and had instant noodles. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to malaysia tomorrow. be back on 18th or 19th. not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; yes. i realise i've been eating alot thing holidays. and i feel fat. heh^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appeared kinda like a mad little girl infront of my neighbor at 12 midnight. (laughing at my letterbox cos i got so pissed at myself. haha. dont laugh.)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for those who thinks its THAT special neighbor, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-7246662228201004671?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/7246662228201004671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=7246662228201004671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/7246662228201004671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/7246662228201004671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/grace-came-over-today.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-670044762677240493</id><published>2007-06-12T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T09:33:23.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shopping at vivo today was great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once, i didnt have to bother about $ 'cos my mum was shopping right there with me. and she was in a good mood, so i got to buy wadever i want. yeah! so.. i bought many things.&lt;br /&gt;but.. too bad. i didnt get my adidas jacket. gosh. $109. so ex. haha. oh wells. i bought many other things! :D jieyi is happy child with a pocket with small holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brunch-ed at Marche. absolutely splendid. loved the ice cream, the BREAD, EVERYTHING. next time, i shall go there for the desserts and the bread and the ICE CREAM! ohh. their mushroom soup's good too. but amanda's dad's one is still number one! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo. i just found my long lost rubber band! woots. haha. random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leaving on thursday and i havent finished packing. sighs. i die. forgot wad to pack for holiday. packing reminds me so much of OBS. argh. i miss OBS! ok. im random again. heh^^&lt;br /&gt;missing church this weekend. bleh. and i wont be in singapore for father's day! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw an ipod shuffle!!!! its only $138!!!! oh man. and mine is so screwed. i cant do anything to the songs. so. i wanted it soo much. bleh. oh wells. new camera! woots. nice nice nice. finally got a new camera. the old one is like. screwed. haha. oh wells. nicenicenice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon charis!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;got reminded of what i've been wanting to forget all along. funny feeling eh? sighs. go away lah. we're just friends and i want to let it remain this way. you may have thought we've had something before, but. well, its over. so. remain as friends k?(: &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/13186680-670044762677240493?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/670044762677240493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=670044762677240493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/670044762677240493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/670044762677240493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/shopping-at-vivo-today-was-great-for.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-9065555968270378181</id><published>2007-06-08T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T08:37:28.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from church camp&lt;br /&gt;only went to help for 1 day. my, it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;gosh. the kids were really mad. i think my group can win best screamer award. its no wonder the "santan" keeps attacking my kids. lol. i think my kids are really cute. and i keep screaming at them.and catching little kids. heh^^. but they are SOOOO cute. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;lol. i think if i actually stayed for the whole camp, it would have been so fun. haha. i heard tt practically half of the church was at the camp. lol. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;there was this child who was, i think, a little mentally retarded. but in any case, he was really cute. he was really caring, but i always miss the chance of saying bye to him. he saw me today and he looked so happy to see me. XD. lol. he was soo cute. still with the same blue cap, still as caring and cute. he really came to hug me when he was afraid of the "satan"!! lol. super cute. (he calls me mummy! oh gosh. the guys will never let this rest.)&lt;br /&gt;haha. the teachers were very nice and let me visit!heh^^ all the kids were all soo cute.&lt;br /&gt;im overwhelmed by cuteness today&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be leaving next thursday till next next monday. 14th june till 18th june.&lt;br /&gt;byeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-9065555968270378181?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/9065555968270378181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=9065555968270378181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/9065555968270378181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/9065555968270378181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/back-from-church-camp-only-went-to-help.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-7727688403514082795</id><published>2007-06-07T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T01:45:45.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;today was. boring&lt;br /&gt;went to the market. gosh. i really havent been there for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;all the aunties and uncles are like " your grandchild? wow. so big already! " (in hokkien of course) haha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;and im overwhelmed by despo-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be a kid now. and just sit around the stone. bleh. i wanna be a kid.&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-7727688403514082795?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/7727688403514082795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=7727688403514082795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/7727688403514082795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/7727688403514082795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-540325227987015132</id><published>2007-06-05T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T08:56:03.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. people owe me money. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna go back to school everyday for a few hours here and there&lt;br /&gt;get so much on my nerves, especially when i go back to school for a reason and tt reason is 1 hours late. omg. AN HOUR. sighs.wad type of attitude is tt? blehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the song "More Than Life". XD super nice. heh^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skin's peeling! oh gosh. stop peeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to school tmr. and. i cant find the long ruler. sheesh. cant even find a long ruler in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at taka today, walking around with a 1m long board looking like an idiot. haha. i actually forgot there's an art friend there! XD then i saw someone with the plastic bag. haha. nice food there!!! i found a venezia. lol. cos i saw someone eating its ice cream. lol. then i had roti prata with sausage? i met clarissa there too. haha. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomness. yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-540325227987015132?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/540325227987015132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=540325227987015132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/540325227987015132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/540325227987015132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-6567766202117675941</id><published>2007-06-01T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T07:05:03.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Recently I overheard a father and daughter in          their last moments together. They had announced her departure and standing          near the security gate, they hugged and he said, "I love you. I wish          you enough." She in turn said, "Daddy, our life together has          been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough,          too, Daddy."&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;They kissed and she left. He walked over toward          the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and          needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed          me in by asking, "Did you ever say goodbye to someone knowing it          would be forever?" &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yes, I have," I replied. Saying that          brought back memories I had of expressing my love and appreciation for          all my Dad had done for me. Recognizing that his days were limited, I          took the time to tell him face to face how much he meant to me. &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;So I knew what this man experiencing.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Forgive me for asking, but why is this          a forever goodbye?" I asked.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"I am old and she lives much too far away.          I have challenges ahead and the reality is, the next trip back would be          for my funeral," he said.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"When you were saying goodbye I heard you          say, "I wish you enough." May I ask what that means?"&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;He began to smile. "That's a wish that          has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it          to everyone." He paused for a moment and looking up as if trying          to remember it in detail, he smiled even more."When we said 'I wish          you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with          just enough good things to sustain them," he continued and then turning          toward me he shared the following as if he&lt;br /&gt;       were reciting it from memory.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude          bright.&lt;br /&gt;       I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.&lt;br /&gt;       I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.&lt;br /&gt;       I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much&lt;br /&gt;       bigger.&lt;br /&gt;       I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.&lt;br /&gt;       I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.&lt;br /&gt;       I wish enough "Hello's" to get you through the final "Goodbye."&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;He then began to sob and walked away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Bod Perks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-6567766202117675941?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/6567766202117675941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=6567766202117675941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6567766202117675941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/6567766202117675941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/recently-i-overheard-father-and_01.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-8087153263502214861</id><published>2007-06-01T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T06:25:39.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel accomplished! yeah!(:&lt;br /&gt;woots. cheng jie yi rocks! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh. i got a whole lot of new stuff cos i went shopping. spent more than 100 bucks. but they're all WORTH IT! XD wonder how ppl can hate shopping. lol. woots. new shoes, bag, cap, etc. yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. im deprived of songs. so sick of all the songs i have in my com. no nice lyrics. or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a science-y day. filled with science! 4 hours of mad physics. i think the ppl under ms cheong's even worse. 8 hours throughout the whole week?! madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you were so filled with makeup. almost as if you werent the one there at all. half of me wants to believe that you werent the one lying in there. that half of me wants to see you again, patting me so hard on the back saying good job. yet, the other half knows that you're not suffering anymore. that you're in a much better place now, away from this painful body. you cared so much for every student, with no strings attached, and loved each and every one of us. you were suppose to be really happy when you get the news. but you never got it.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. well, you;re in a better place now. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-8087153263502214861?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/8087153263502214861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=8087153263502214861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8087153263502214861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/8087153263502214861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-feel-accomplished-yeah-woots.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-3204464140516521268</id><published>2007-05-31T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T08:12:17.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;vesak day! yeah. finally slept in till 10? haha. was home for like. practically half the day, and the rain didnt help. haha. but i got my work done. XD.&lt;br /&gt;yep. being illegal tmr again. wonder if i can still hold it. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. oh! i forgot! physics worksheets. shit. i shall go do it now. byee!&lt;br /&gt;wow. short post. i'll post. tmr?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-3204464140516521268?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3204464140516521268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=3204464140516521268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3204464140516521268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3204464140516521268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-vesak-day-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-2954008323240384957</id><published>2007-05-30T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T08:29:06.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;havent blogged cos i have been pretty busy.&lt;br /&gt;flying around like mad on monday, and running around school yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;finally slowed down today. ATTEMPTED to study and do work.&lt;br /&gt;did super little. lol. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTC was fun! sat beside stacey and laugh at her laugh. haha! and yes, i was pretty pissed off before the movie. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry! &lt;/span&gt;hope you 2 accept this.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. see. i wasnt greedy ok. i knew i couldnt join you guys for supper, so i bought my own dinner in! its called.. smart! heh^^ ushering was nothing. and yeah. movie was great. enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, was AGM. yep. those who got the news, yes. STARE. stare up down left right. i cant believe it too. thanks. haha. generally, the reactions are all funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, slacked. came to school super early. im not crazy ok. and i did maths. almost done with physics TYS already, and havent touched the a amth and math TYS at all. shall try to finish it this weekend. so i can finally start on my HOLIDAY.  got a news tt didnt disturb me until i got off the bus to start walking home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, vesak day. im gonna SLEEEEEPPPP in. yes. oh my deprived sleep. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll miss you, but i know you're in a better place now. i love you.&lt;br /&gt;you've fought a good fight, you've ran the race. and now, you're at your destination. i'll definitely miss you.&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/13186680-2954008323240384957?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2954008323240384957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=2954008323240384957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2954008323240384957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2954008323240384957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-havent-blogged-cos-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-5383317970622265942</id><published>2007-05-27T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T08:31:17.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tell you, if by tmr or the end of the week, cheng jie yi dun scream her head off at someone, you should comeover and shake her hand. MAN. so many things to do. and the presence of someone is so not helping. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;ok. i think i should just post about my whole obs? heh^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day1.&lt;br /&gt;was quite nervous for OBS at first, so i was jz talking lots of crap to cassie on the way there, and there was a morning jam and stuff. so we were like. 1.5 hours late. lol.&lt;br /&gt;had intro and stuff. and the med surrendering thingy. i had the biggest bag for med lah. in the cutest bag too! XD the piggie bag. i think andy thinks i like pigs alot. my pig med bag, and my pig on my bag, and everything. lol.&lt;br /&gt;"learnt" how to kayak. haha. went through all the mangroves and everything. before tt, andy was teaching us about the triyak thing and he only mentioned cassie's name for 1 start course. lol. and i was actually relieved to know tt he didnt know tt i also took the 1 star course. (but he actually did) lol! and my clothes got wet on the first day. nice.&lt;br /&gt;did jetty jump too! but i didnt shout "g". haha. i think ppl would think im mad if i shouted g. lol. they were like. cheering for cassie and divya, then i took the step there. and they were like. silent. oh! its jieyi.&lt;br /&gt;lol. the tents were harder than the normal one i pitched before, like. extra 4 steps? and he said it was one of the easier ways to pitch tents. SURE. haha.&lt;br /&gt;had fire drill and we took like. 10 mins to gather and stuff? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did belaying, and learnt tt the trainers called sparkc,  "ECC". super funny. we were like. wad ecc? we did trust fall too. then we trekked a short trek to camp 1. it was like. so nice. looks so much better than camp 2. lol. they had a CANTEEN. with TABLE AND CHAIRS. lol. saw other schools there too. i thought i saw someone i knew. had eye contact but we both had to go. lol. he looks super familiar. but i jz cant pin point where i've seen him before. did the high element thing all the way up with divya. we started laughing so much lah. super funny. did belaying for a couple of ppl too. i think belaying is so fun. so cool. XD&lt;br /&gt;after doing the "quiet time" in the night, andy came to tell me he heard someone said my navigating was good?! i was soo afraid i would get killed the next day for navigating. so i i said i dun take geog. he was like " you dun need geog to navigate wad". i was like. wow. then?! haha. i thought cassie said it lah. so i went to kill her after tt silently. but she screamed. it wasnt her. i still dunno who said it. cos ive never done anyhing about navigating in Gb. still puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3&lt;br /&gt;expedition! before setting off, andy happy happy went on his walkie talkie and he was like:" tracy, your girls are not cooperating. go back and bully them ok?" super random and bleh. lol. rowed the  boat for 3 hours? to the random campsite. was caught in a storm before tt. free shower! haha. we rowed with 5 kg metal ores? and it was soo tiring. but after the storm, it was so much easier cos we got used to it already. then trekked back and forth. haha. i saw the OBS entrance and i sort of knew we were suppose to be there already. cos its kinda suppose to be on OBS ground. trekked like. 2 plus km to reach tt random campsite. and i was sooo freaked out. dun ever want to see a wild boar. super freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;andy thought i was sun burnt? maybe i was. he thought my head was sun burnt. and he KEPT reminding me. and made me put sun block right infront of him twice. i put, then i walk away, then he called me AGAIN. to put it AGAIN. i thought he had stm or something.&lt;br /&gt;he kept saying like. " jieyi.. take care of your head arr","jieyi, remember.. consequencial learning..",  "jie, im worried about you. you burnt your head" and the WORST. "jieyi, WHERE is your headgear?" *points to cap, and put it on* "haha! pauline!!!" *trails off laughing*&lt;br /&gt;sighs. evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 4.&lt;br /&gt;kayaked all the way back and we were 3 hours earlier. lol. i was chasing the ppl like crazy trying to make sure they dun go pass me. and we finally got to camp2. was super tired. and wet and stinky. heh^^. then had our nice long bathe in the toilet. man. i managed to hold everything in for 2 days straight. haha. super fun. and andy came over to check my sun burns and he sighed. heh^^ i couldnt say anything cos i covered the whole time, put sun block and stuff. man. not my fault since the sun loves me so much. haha! oh wells. did final packing and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day5.&lt;br /&gt;packed up, clear up, and got ready for the teachers. announcements brought me all the way back to reality. lost contact witht eh world for 5 days, forgot stuff we had to do for the past 5 days, and yeah. everything. byebye to pulau ubin!byebye andy and all other trainers! (except for ms ang.will probably see her again soon? lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im back. and everything's so fast again. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-5383317970622265942?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5383317970622265942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=5383317970622265942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5383317970622265942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5383317970622265942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-tell-you-if-by-tmr-or-end-of-week.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-5180464056476104027</id><published>2007-05-26T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T07:51:22.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had like. 3 flagdays, it gets boring.&lt;br /&gt;i realized, tt im super dark now. but im not burnt! yay me. haha. then, i still feel the sea. and i miss obs already. amzingly, i slept for only 10 hours laast night. i expected 12. haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh man. i miss OBS already. i wanna go backkk. lol. so many cried when leaving the place lah. sighs. i'll miss that place so much. joy wants to go back for a longer camp. seriously, i dont mind. heh^^&lt;br /&gt;and i had luncheon meat for dinner tonight. gosh. i nearly died. i didnt touch it at all. XD&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's sunday. so tempted to go wesley. to sell the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i want to go sleep. night!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-5180464056476104027?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/5180464056476104027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=5180464056476104027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5180464056476104027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5180464056476104027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-had-like.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-1785914553477304673</id><published>2007-05-25T05:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T06:27:06.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im back from obs! woots.&lt;br /&gt;have never missed home this much. my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;haha. to sum it all up, obs rocked.&lt;br /&gt;haha. other than the night watch, it wasnt that bad. actually, it was really fun. got to learnt lots of things and laugh real hard. forget every burden i had here, and just enjoyed the camp thoroughly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised Gb really helped in this camp. ( bad and good points)&lt;br /&gt;good: all the kayaking and tent pitching, and everything.&lt;br /&gt;bad: BULLIED by andy just cos im a gb girl. lol&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, the mosquitos must love me alot. kiss me a million times and its still not enough for them. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got burnt and tan!!! woots. and the best thing it, i put sun block, wore long sleeves and track pants, and i didnt pull them up at all. lol. i almost got sent to the medical centre lah. lol. oh wells. i like my tan. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the sea ex was really quick. paddled all the way from the random 'shopping centre' back to camp 2. woots. took like. 5 hours? reaced 3 hours early. then the day after tt was super slack. lol. in th end, we only needed to pay like. 55 cents for the lost items? which is good! XD&lt;br /&gt;mann, i'll miss hillary so much. its been so fun with them. and andy too. all his yay-ness. lol. super funny. i've learnt so much from this camp, and everything. all the friendships made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH!! i forgot to tell xiao hui. her dad and my dad were class mates last time. haha. so ultra cool. and the best thing is, they werent from AC. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid POTC. asking everyone to go and now everyone's complaining. sighs. so annoying. will you just. go. appear there ok? gosh. i really cant reach ppl tonight gosh. they are all... asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;h.i.l.l.a.r.y&lt;br /&gt;hillarhillary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;h.i.l.l.a.r.y&lt;br /&gt;hillarhillary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hillarians &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xiao hui, yi ling, sarah, eunice, debbie, amelia, bud, bernice, andrea, cassie, divya, grace fong, grace chan,  astrid, and andy&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/13186680-1785914553477304673?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1785914553477304673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=1785914553477304673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1785914553477304673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1785914553477304673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-back-from-obs-woots_25.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-1202211466367458716</id><published>2007-05-19T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T09:23:05.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on a packing craze now, and im supr tired.&lt;br /&gt;i walk downstairs with 3 things in mind, and came upstairs with only 1 thing in my hand. bravo. im super tired today. went to church and i almost fell asleep during hte sermon. i think my teacher could see tt everybody was super tired, so we played a game! woots. XD&lt;br /&gt;Young Leaders Day turned out boring yet interesting. lol. lesley is gonna kill me so soon.&lt;br /&gt;i ate ALOT today. feel like a great glutton. XD and i want to sleep :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why do you have o say such lies? wad advantage does it give you? does that fifteen minutes of fame worth more than a friends' trust in you? if you said it just to cover up something, fine. but you dont have to lie from the start right? how long have you been keeping it like that? i've been trying to make exceptions which you can fill with your explanations. but can i trust you again?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-1202211466367458716?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/1202211466367458716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=1202211466367458716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1202211466367458716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/1202211466367458716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-packing-craze-now-and-im-supr-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-7565925841545154168</id><published>2007-05-16T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T07:25:27.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i almost bumped into Cheryl's brother today. haha. and his reaction was. sudden, and funny.&lt;br /&gt;didn't imagine meeting him. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i missed the bus today, and walked a WHOLE round around the place just to get to the bus stop. and this guy was smiling at me cos he saw me at first, then he saw me later. and figured i walked the whole round. lol. MEANO.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. took boxes from the general office to pack the class&lt;br /&gt;then went to staffroom. charis and lipin practically built a wall on the table. it looked soo funny. you walk thru the walkway, and see a small wall, and 2 girls hiding behind giggling away. and a teacher &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BEGGING&lt;/span&gt; them to return to class. hah!&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. i have a math, and chem to do.&lt;br /&gt;then start to see if i actually HAVE the stuff i need for OBS. haha. i need solid fuel! i think? and i need to get my ez-link card done. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-7565925841545154168?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/7565925841545154168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=7565925841545154168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/7565925841545154168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/7565925841545154168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-almost-bumped-into-cheryls-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-3374996652942256146</id><published>2007-05-15T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T06:43:30.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, i smartly forgot my keys. went all the way home to find tt no one was home and i didnt bring my keys. so smart lah. then i had to walk all the way to my grandma's house. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; have a very big mouth, and screwed up alot of things for me. thanks alot you know. you were of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;such great help&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. i think the staffroom's a really interesting place. haha! so funny.&lt;br /&gt;ohh! new findings! hahaha. so funny. all the best to her.&lt;br /&gt;terrible headaches nowadays. bleh. I SHALL RESIST THE PAIN, AND NOT TAKE ANY PAINKILLERS. yay me. i think if this continues, panadol wont be working for me by the time i reach adulthood. haha! i'll have to take extra strong panadol then. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;nowadays, there are many messages about loving your friends, and being happy for them. i guess i have somethings to learn form there? sighs. everything's been so messy now. i hardly hve the time to step back and view everything. there isnt alot of things to do, but, i think its just me. sighs. my mind's a whirl. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-3374996652942256146?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/3374996652942256146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=3374996652942256146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3374996652942256146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/3374996652942256146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-i-smartly-forgot-my-keys.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-4178778886063774637</id><published>2007-05-14T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T08:01:51.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was.. normal.&lt;br /&gt;ooh! OBS IS 7 DAYS AWAY! gosh. i really cant imagine going there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;lalala. today was so fun TRYING to accomplish something. haha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to do amath. i die. and i forgot all my inseen techniques. so i die. bleh. this whole week is a rush. then there's obs next week. oh wow. so fun. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs ng is FINALLY back. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13186680-4178778886063774637?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/4178778886063774637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=4178778886063774637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4178778886063774637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/4178778886063774637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-2544207437103707587</id><published>2007-05-12T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T09:16:53.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>running a marathon of things to do today! haha&lt;br /&gt;and i accomplished something today! i actually went to church. haha. and ended up, the whole group was asked to pray for me and rixuan cos we dun come often and we jz happened to come this week. ahha. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;before tt, omg. the most amazing thing happened. the great timing, and the great atmosphere, and the great mood. gosh. i really see His works around me, blessing me. wow.&lt;br /&gt;then even before tt, i was happily stoning, and studying history. oh i die. havent finished studying yet. mrs Ng's gonna kill all of us.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; Don’t give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; It’s just the weight of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; When your heart’s heavy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I will lift it for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you want to be heard&lt;br /&gt;If silence keeps you&lt;br /&gt;I will break it for you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Everybody wants to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Well I can hear you&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you are loved&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;It’s just the hurt that you hide&lt;br /&gt;When you’re lost inside&lt;br /&gt;I will be there to find you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you want to burn bright&lt;br /&gt;If darkness blinds you&lt;br /&gt;I will shine to guide you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Everybody wants to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Well I can hear you&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you are loved&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;You are loved&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;It’s just the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give up&lt;br /&gt;Every one is to be heard&lt;br /&gt;You are loved&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- You Are Loved , Josh Groban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is soo nice. my goodness. its so nice. his voice is sooo nice. woots.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i shall go study now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/13186680-2544207437103707587?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/feeds/2544207437103707587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13186680&amp;postID=2544207437103707587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2544207437103707587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/2544207437103707587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/running-marathon-of-things-to-do-today.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13186680.post-5992141075081700035</id><published>2007-05-11T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:50:23.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jieyi is happy today.&lt;br /&gt;she got into japan(langarts) for sabbaticals. woots.&lt;br /&gt;and. she is also VERY happy about smt else too. heh^^&lt;br /&gt;today, practically spent 7 hours with caro and lesley. haha. so fun. and i've never really openly sang like this before. and to think im gonna worship lead some time is july.  haha.&lt;br /&gt;haha. then, the briefing. im in the " somehting(VIP i think?) aide." haha. so cool.&lt;br /&gt;then, we went to KAP, at 9 plus 10? so its really cool cos  i dun think i;ve been there that late before. haha. so fun. i made lesley treat all of us fries. heh^^ then my mum came first. so i left first. i walked around KAP 3 times? ahaha. and caro was constantly giving me the "huh" look. haha. super funny.&lt;br /&gt;ohh! CIP was good! we earned quite alot. wonderful. but i guess we had ppl laughing at our class? haha. oh wells. doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go watch my korean drama.&lt;br /&gt;heh^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stand by everything You said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stand by the promises we made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let go of everything I've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll run into Your open arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love You more than life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love You more than life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fall back on everything You've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fall back on everlasting arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When all the world is swept away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are all the things I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the air I breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You were the one on the cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lifted for all our shame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The scars in Your hands are for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the king of all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-More Than Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/13186680-5992141075081700035?l=my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5992141075081700035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13186680/posts/default/5992141075081700035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my-own-shadow-.blogspot.com/2007/05/jieyi-is-happy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
