<?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-8680991924471384863</id><updated>2011-08-04T16:07:56.165+08:00</updated><category term='TOMOLO ♥'/><category term='TOMOLO + TODAY ♥'/><category term='就让回忆停止呼吸'/><category term='190309'/><category term='sweet talk'/><category term='YOU OWE ME ONE. AND A LOT MORE (:'/><category term='im not a spare tyre'/><category term='i give up.'/><category term='HUITING'/><category term='fuck you'/><category term='成冰'/><category term='Lady GAGA'/><category term='faith triumphs ; daughter is the card'/><title type='text'>LYN:3</title><subtitle type='html'>LIKES=D
play computer game
go shopping(OG)
playing with cousins:shangge...
recess
talking on MSN
go holiday(japan...)
go park
blogging.(duh)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>505</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-6562115399384733360</id><published>2009-06-10T16:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:13:27.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;yeessh. am getting too overly crazy over them.&lt;br /&gt;s'not good ): GET CONTROL OVER YOURSELF LYN! rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&amp; i cant wait for tomolo! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Drag Me To Hell. Juliette! &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;huijun, have fun yeah? ;D kidding!&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from zoey's hse. haha, her house has a really country-ish theme.&lt;br /&gt;love it! downloaded songs at her hse as well. SHINee's !&lt;br /&gt;and and and, got the MV. aint exactly a MV. more like vids put together to make up a MV. &lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, it still rocks.&lt;br /&gt;+++ just in case you guys think im crazy, im not.&lt;br /&gt;im just watchin all the vids and being crazy over them cos i have nothing to do -_-&lt;br /&gt;you dont catch me doing that when sch starts. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHINee World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3FZSYi-GLTM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3FZSYi-GLTM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinee's "Noona is so Pretty" MV set to Three 6 Mafia's "Lollipop" (ft. T-Pain &amp; Project Pat) &lt;br /&gt;the dance fits th song totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1qH6uGUljuk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1qH6uGUljuk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinee's "Noona is so Pretty" MV set to Ray J ft Yung Berg.&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG. pwns totally. the dancing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XN548ib4eTw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XN548ib4eTw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHINee's Real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHugtwOa9RM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHugtwOa9RM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, my 2 fave members from the grp &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;they look seriously cute together. &amp; no they arent gay ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/67YqYyAVmH8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/67YqYyAVmH8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School Of Rock. this was the vid that i got scared when i was alone in the house -_-&lt;br /&gt;they dressed up as girls. HAH. but i think they look..uhm..good :D&lt;br /&gt;its the second part that they start the acting. ROFL&lt;br /&gt;+++taemin &amp; key &amp; minho looks the most like girls! its episode 2 btw cos the real acting starts at epi 2.&lt;br /&gt;3:53 key looks damn like a girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eyz9UR1mylg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eyz9UR1mylg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this is part 3. how can the pupils of that sch be that lucky?! TELL ME!&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG. their dancing is superb :O love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Ya63kWXSYE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Ya63kWXSYE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonghyun &amp; Key singing~ KTV. hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AMFG4mG--kM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AMFG4mG--kM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, shall keep on posting vids :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-6562115399384733360?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/6562115399384733360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=6562115399384733360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6562115399384733360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6562115399384733360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-zoeys-hse.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-500387523738714266</id><published>2009-06-09T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:04:13.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>second post! rmb go see my first post :D&lt;br /&gt;quiz, from zowaayyeee's blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten detention.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten your phone taken away in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten suspended.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten caught chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gotten caught cheating on a test.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Arrived late to class more than 5 times.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn’t do homework over 5 times&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Turned at least 3 projects in late.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Missed school cause you felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laughed so loud you got kicked out of class.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Got your mom / dad etc. to get you out of school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Texted people during class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Passed notes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Threw stuff across the room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laughed at the teacher&lt;br /&gt;Total: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pulled down the fire alarm.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went on Myspace , Facebook , Xanga , etc. on the computer at school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Took pictures during school hours.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Called someone during school hours.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Listened to an iPod , CD , etc... During class.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Threw something at the teacher&lt;br /&gt;[x] Went outside the classroom without permission.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Broke the dress code.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Failed a class.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ate food during class.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten a call from school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Couldn’t go on a field trip cause you behaved badly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Didn’t take your stuff to school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gotten a detention and didn't go.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Stuck up your middle finger at a teacher when they were not looking.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cursed during class loud enough so the teacher could hear.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Faked your parents signature&lt;br /&gt;[x] Slept in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cursed at a teacher to their face.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Copied homework&lt;br /&gt;Total: 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiply by 3.63%&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10 of your friends. Then re-post this &amp; put the title as "I screwed up ____% of my teenage life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up &lt;u&gt;90.75&lt;/u&gt;% of my teenage life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hilarious. this isnt even counted as bad lah! T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-500387523738714266?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/500387523738714266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=500387523738714266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/500387523738714266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/500387523738714266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-post-rmb-go-see-my-first-post-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-384119975305565250</id><published>2009-06-09T13:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:31:59.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>project, watch movie, play max, tuition, tuition.&lt;br /&gt;buzzzzy much? not really :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T the bar is still gone. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;kay, anw. watched finish BOF alr ): i wanna cry! hurr hurr, nvm. watch other shows.&lt;br /&gt;the ending is so damn sweet.&lt;br /&gt;"i object!"&lt;br /&gt;haha! but there is this special edition of some sort. watched finish alr though.&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr! i wanna rewatch everything. there is still a channel U !&lt;br /&gt;LOL. im some crazy maniac. damn..&lt;br /&gt;watched SHINee's MV : Juliette. &lt;br /&gt;now i know why i love that band when i knew of its existance ^^V&lt;br /&gt;their dancing steps are really, superb. *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;JONGHYUN! key looks cute. hate to admit it but taemin looks uhm..nicer.&lt;br /&gt;minho &amp; onew looks good. better than last time. haha, their hairstyle changed though.&lt;br /&gt;jonghyun looks like a porcupine (sp?) but he's still hawt!&lt;br /&gt;JONGKEY! hah.&lt;br /&gt;cant post the pix up cos of my comp. hafta bear with it i guess :(&lt;br /&gt;anw, the song is adapted from corbin bleu's "Deal with it"&lt;br /&gt;tried to play the two songs at one go. obviously not successful.&lt;br /&gt;but the chorus of "Juliette" went together at the same time. not really. corbin's was slower by 1 sec.&lt;br /&gt;jonghyun wrote the song i korean lyrics. &lt;3 haha, krazzy 'gain.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, ♥♥♥SHINee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the MV :D damn nice. the dancing, whoo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i_EWKGoIZOU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i_EWKGoIZOU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this is Corbin bleu's MV. nice dancing as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Jub-YB671Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Jub-YB671Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another vid. tyvm HUITING ♥ for the vid, aye! about H1N1. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0x6699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0x6699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-384119975305565250?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/384119975305565250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=384119975305565250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/384119975305565250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/384119975305565250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/t.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-674158684265543126</id><published>2009-06-09T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:25:48.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing is working for me.&lt;br /&gt;WTFFFFFF. no seriously. the bar which has the change font thing &amp; allow you to upload pix, its gone.&lt;br /&gt;poof, disappeared, away.&lt;br /&gt;KNS.&lt;br /&gt;wtf do i do now?!&lt;br /&gt;haii..xiian. now i can only waith for shavonne to sms me back or call.&lt;br /&gt;SHAV! QUAN KAO NI LER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-674158684265543126?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/674158684265543126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=674158684265543126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/674158684265543126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/674158684265543126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/nothing-is-working-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-2238229514078881836</id><published>2009-06-09T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:06:44.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holy fuck, whats the problem with blogger.&lt;br /&gt;i cant see the anything below the title thing.&lt;br /&gt;the box which allows you to spell check, change your fonts etc.&lt;br /&gt;it disappeared to fucking nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;holy moley cheesy cows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-2238229514078881836?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/2238229514078881836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=2238229514078881836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2238229514078881836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2238229514078881836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/holy-fuck-whats-problem-with-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-290527087588205072</id><published>2009-06-08T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:55:48.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everywhere i go, there is a wave of korean rush/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, that sounded crap as usual.&lt;br /&gt;but who cares? blogger went kuku as usual, dont have the options &amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;damn -_- okay. just did heymath. 23/30 still a A1. so yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;training was good (: even though it was the same ole thing, its better than our old trainings.&lt;br /&gt;lol, i sound so..biased :/ nvm. we are all gonna be pro runners after this hol!&lt;br /&gt;run &amp; run &amp; run. haha. coach naven found a ball today but heng nonid add anymore rounds alr.&lt;br /&gt;still owe him 10 rounds. pffhhtt! hurry pay him back in 2 trngs time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Sakae after training with kim, jinghui &amp; huijun &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;kept taking pics. lol, when i upload them up, ppl will say "eh, you never come Sakae before ah?"&lt;br /&gt;haha, quoted from kimberleeeee. mmmmmm, the food is still damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;haha, CHARAMUSHI! (sp?) love that dish a lot &amp; a lot. &lt;br /&gt;after eating the soft-shell crab, felt damn full cos of the rice ):&lt;br /&gt;kim ate 2 red-plates loh! ate my share a well. lol, greedy!&lt;br /&gt;stupid rice, made me full. haha, like a greedy pig liddat. old aunty.&lt;br /&gt;lunch buffet! must eat &amp; eat. haha, after eating, all the trngs go down the drain alr :P&lt;br /&gt;kim's sister is cute. haha, jinyi kept snatching kim away from us D:&lt;br /&gt;shooo! its girls outing. go awayyyy :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp; kim, we did you a great favour. your mom wont suspect you now. hehe&lt;br /&gt;took a whole lot of picture. lol, after you see this pix, confirm wanna eat (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall upload the pix asap, when i dont feel lazy lah!&lt;br /&gt;am so lazy to even plug in the USB cable. actually, is take the cable lah xD&lt;br /&gt;im getting fat ): hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, kiddy books with simple words have a hidding meaning in them. hidden meanings that cant be found in other books (:&lt;br /&gt;learn to live &amp; live to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-290527087588205072?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/290527087588205072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=290527087588205072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/290527087588205072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/290527087588205072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/everywhere-i-go-there-is-wave-of-korean.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-6400053931741912185</id><published>2009-06-07T11:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:43:46.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe i shouldnt trust ppl that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, anyway, im feeling damn :'( now cos there is no one tagging on mu damn cbox!&lt;br /&gt;rawrrr! the viewer-counter is recrded to many ppl coming to my blog yet no one tagged.&lt;br /&gt;walao ): i sound like some crazy old eccentric aunty.&lt;br /&gt;something random here. woke up this morning and did sme calculations.&lt;br /&gt;turned out that it would take us 5mnths &amp;amp; 1 week to watch finish BOF on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;._. what the hell is this mann! so long? -_-&lt;br /&gt;am on episode 24 alr but channel U is so damn lag! so irritating!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; channel U is stupid. was watching BOF yesterday and they cut out to many parts T.T&lt;br /&gt;was complaining to huijun. lolol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate holidays.&lt;br /&gt;took so much pix but am too lazy to upload them up.&lt;br /&gt;grrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; ppl. TAG KAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-6400053931741912185?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/6400053931741912185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=6400053931741912185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6400053931741912185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6400053931741912185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/maybe-i-shouldnt-trust-ppl-that-easily.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-1852136259090400491</id><published>2009-06-05T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:03:57.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TYVM SEAN, WITH ALL THE LOVE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-1852136259090400491?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/1852136259090400491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=1852136259090400491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1852136259090400491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1852136259090400491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/tyvm-sean-with-all-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-3292958642830592263</id><published>2009-06-05T17:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:31:39.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on a lighter note. i cannot view myccube alr!&lt;br /&gt;the more i see it, the more im getting crazy over them!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; ZOMG. korean guys are ever so hawt.&lt;br /&gt;i have a bad feeling that i will splurge all my $$ on stuff sold on myccube :/&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TO DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;googling now &amp;amp; ZOMG ZOMG ZOMG, hyunjoong is cute!&lt;br /&gt;pffhhttt, nicer than jonghyun. haha, i sound like some mad fan girl of smth.&lt;br /&gt;hehe, but its really cool&lt;br /&gt;and is her really with hwangbo? cuz aint it just some reality show or smth?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;im krazy&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; forget it, im totally in lurve with SS501 now. hopeless me&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-3292958642830592263?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/3292958642830592263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=3292958642830592263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/3292958642830592263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/3292958642830592263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-lighter-note.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-464367471188465302</id><published>2009-06-05T16:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T18:54:45.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>training was cool (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from the running thing whereby my legs were on the verge of dropping off.&lt;br /&gt;haha :D had a brilliant time, really.&lt;br /&gt;laughing joking playing about softballing ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so this is how it fucking feels to be betrayed by your own fucking cousin.&lt;br /&gt;way to go mister. i told you how i felt, you swore you would keep your fucking big ass mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;looks like you are one fuckable piece of shit as well.&lt;br /&gt;how can i be so fucking naive to think that you fucking understood how i fucking felt?&lt;br /&gt;you go about, opening your fucking big mouth telling her every fucking thing i said.&lt;br /&gt;fuck you &amp;amp; you.&lt;br /&gt;you fucking acted like nothing was wrong. sure, i told you that you could fucking let her see whatever i sms-ed.&lt;br /&gt;but i trusted you, you fucking bastard. fuck you inside out, upside down.&lt;br /&gt;for how long are you fucking gonna act like you are fucking innocent&lt;br /&gt;that nothing was fucking wrong, that nothing was fucking out of place?&lt;br /&gt;how good can your fucking piece of acting fucking be?&lt;br /&gt;you acted like you knew, naturally, i would tell you everything i felt at that time.&lt;br /&gt;but oh no, that little secret was too much for you to take it.&lt;br /&gt;go on, tell everyone in the family, tell everyone what i said, backstab me.&lt;br /&gt;that is what is gonna happen in the end to me. backstabbing.&lt;br /&gt;cant believe that i actually defended you, saying that you were pretty nice &amp;amp; all.&lt;br /&gt;no no no. looks &amp;amp; cover. how can i possibly fucking forget?&lt;br /&gt;dear oh me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&amp;amp; look here, i wouldnt call you a bitch if you didnt ignore me everytime i asked you a simple fucking question.&lt;br /&gt;you fucking ignored me like i am some fucking piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;yup. maybe i am one. but it doesnt give you the right to ignore me like im some freak.&lt;br /&gt;fuck you. actually, i do not wanna fuck you. just fuck you for the sake of it.&lt;br /&gt;and here you are, at my house, acting like nothing is fucking wrong.&lt;br /&gt;how very lovable.&lt;br /&gt;dont think i dont know. you want him to go on sunday as well so i can be pariah-ed.&lt;br /&gt;you know i hate being lonely so when i dont go, you will tell qh what i fucking said.&lt;br /&gt;zomg. how lovely you are. bloody bitch.&lt;br /&gt;and you can still act like nothing is fucking wrong, like nothing is fucking out of place.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. so funny, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;if you did not keep ignoring me and treating me like a piece of shit, i wouldnt call you a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;tit for tat, you got what you fucking deserve you bitch.&lt;br /&gt;i fucking had enough. you think everything is my fault?&lt;br /&gt;no doubt, some of them are my fault. but have you thought about how you fucking treated me?&lt;br /&gt;i guess you havnt.&lt;br /&gt;its the same thing happening all over again. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its solved. tyvm, sean for all the advice &amp;amp; stuff, greatly appreciated. (:&lt;br /&gt;but one thing, i still hate him. sean will know who i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one very important lesson learn : never trust people whom you thought you can trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;evil, thy name is lyn. &lt;/em&gt;&amp;amp; thats what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-464367471188465302?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/464367471188465302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=464367471188465302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/464367471188465302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/464367471188465302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/training-was-cool-apart-from-running.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-2863590616774886795</id><published>2009-06-04T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:08:04.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*all pix shall be posted by tomolo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;define pig : lyn !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to mum's shop today.&lt;br /&gt;there was this cuteeeee little girl, i think 1+ bah, who walked into our shop.&lt;br /&gt;her mom is the one who owns the manicure shop.&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG, she damn cute sia!! her cheeks are sooo chubby, feel like pinching them :P&lt;br /&gt;no, seriously, she is so sweet! her eyes are damn big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;333 her to the max! then she dont want let me carry her ): but in the end, i succedded! i have inner beauty! haha, took pix of her. SHE IS SO EFFING CUTE. &lt;33333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut my hair. layered it.&lt;br /&gt;haha, not big diff but i think i look nicer :D&lt;br /&gt;so zilian! mom tried to style my hair for me ; she wanted to try a new hairstyle out.&lt;br /&gt;is damn cool! took pix of it as well. haha!&lt;br /&gt;i actually went home on the bus with that hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG. lol, stare stare. kept blushing &gt;&lt; but got over it.&lt;br /&gt;the hairstyle is loveely :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, today is a picture day!&lt;br /&gt;and i just received a good news :D&lt;br /&gt;yay! can go visit qinhan ler ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-2863590616774886795?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/2863590616774886795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=2863590616774886795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2863590616774886795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2863590616774886795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/define-pig-lyn-went-to-mums-shop-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-7012446882440050034</id><published>2009-06-03T21:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:09:07.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahem, one special dedicated post to a person whom i have been always pstering today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HUITING :&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH HUITING. you have always been dedicating posts for me but i never did one yet ):&lt;br /&gt;but this post, IS SO GONNA MAKE YOU CRY. im betting on it.&lt;br /&gt;you know, all the times we were talking &amp;amp; gossiping &amp;amp; being us, you know what was i wondering?&lt;br /&gt;how the hell did i exactly manage to be friends with such an awesome girl.&lt;br /&gt;i make you crazy at times, with all my " i think i stink " questions.&lt;br /&gt;i make you cry *have i?* hehe, most of the times, i make you cry in anger. pain as well :D&lt;br /&gt;softball mah. *are you crying yet?* during my weakest point in time, you were the one who pulled me through.&lt;br /&gt;and everytime i got through a bad time with your help, i started wondering.&lt;br /&gt;did i even deserve a friend like you? someone who is so much better than me.&lt;br /&gt;i needed you more than you needed me :D&lt;br /&gt;when im lonely, afraid, you are just a simple sms away.&lt;br /&gt;one sms can bring my topsy-turvey world back to normal. you, are magic. pure magic.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that someone can bring laughter into my life. so much laughter.&lt;br /&gt;but you did, with your pure awesome magic *start crying yet?*&lt;br /&gt;im so glad i joined softball, so glad i knew you, so glad you are black, so glad you are called huiting, so glad you wear specs, so glad you have a blog, so glad you were a nerd like me in pri sch, so glad you always slack like me, so glad that I HAVE YOU AS A FRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you are loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-7012446882440050034?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/7012446882440050034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=7012446882440050034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7012446882440050034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7012446882440050034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahem-one-special-dedicated-post-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-7675474708399916688</id><published>2009-06-03T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:39:44.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>b-r-i-l-l-i-a-n-t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the only word i can use to describe today :D&lt;br /&gt;was raining in the morning, drizzling actually. then had a phone conferernce so confirm the outing.&lt;br /&gt;met huiting @ tampiness. bused to bedok interchange.&lt;br /&gt;huiting very dumb loh! can take mrt faster she wanna take bus! humph xD&lt;br /&gt;took 69 than halfway, huijun called and said she reached alr! ZOMG. so fast lah!&lt;br /&gt;walked down the underpass which was ultra super duper creepy.&lt;br /&gt;like somone was gonna pounce on us and something bad would happen. me &amp;amp; my vivid imagination.&lt;br /&gt;walked walked walked, gossiped gossiped gossiped, talked about abs &amp;amp; tummies &amp;amp; fats :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to the jetty to meet huijun. sean &amp;amp; jinghui were, unfortunately, stil riding towards ECP.&lt;br /&gt;huijun's bike was damn hard to ride. hehe, took candid shots and many stuff.&lt;br /&gt;went to the end of the jetty. damn shuang! the wind was really ultra cooling.&lt;br /&gt;something nice for a change. better than the hot weather recently &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;than sean &amp;amp; jinghui finally arrived! peishan cant make it ):&lt;br /&gt;after talking and playing, went to rent a bike.&lt;br /&gt;on the way to the bike renting shop, sean &amp;amp; huijun tried to teach huiting how to ride a bike xD&lt;br /&gt;damn cute lah! 2hrs for $10. pasir ris one better loh..&lt;br /&gt;ate at this hawker center. im totally in love with lala's ~ eat &amp;amp; eat &amp;amp; eat, like some kinda pig.&lt;br /&gt;the sauce was superb! the best way to eat lala is to eat it with chilli sauce. yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the jetty again after lunch. love the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;sean &amp;amp; huijun &amp;amp; i taught huiting how to ride the bike. was quite..uhm..okay lah, the attempt.&lt;br /&gt;at least she can ride 3 meters without falling off :D hehe, not bad hor!&lt;br /&gt;soo many ppl were fishing. but the fishes were quite ke lian. pffhhtt, so stupid. get caught.&lt;br /&gt;took grp pics and jinghui didnt want to join in ): so she helped us take. *post it up later*&lt;br /&gt;had to return the bikes. didnt want to return home so early, movie marathon again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean &amp;amp; jinghui rode their bikes to jinghui's hse while huiting &amp;amp; i took bus.&lt;br /&gt;met with huijun at bedok interchange. the uncle refused to let us buy Da Vinci Code -_-&lt;br /&gt;walan eh. so got "L Change The World" CD. went to the chepo stall, got lotsa stuff under $5.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; there was this big bottle of coke that was ultra worth the money but didnt buy it D:&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed to jinghui's hse and on the bus, i got a scare. i thought CML was on the bus with us leh!&lt;br /&gt;scare me sia..while walking to jinghui's hse, saw this baby bird that was standing on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;fell out of the nest or something. sad ): took pic of it. damn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched "L Change The World" its damn confusing at first &amp;amp; boring, but towards the centre and middle, it got really exciting &amp;amp; touching.&lt;br /&gt;waaahhh, i dont want L to die. stupid K &amp;amp; her "change-the-world's-eco-system" plan!&lt;br /&gt;humph! and the girl is totally in love with L :O damn shocking. i think Kira nicer loh.&lt;br /&gt;the way the girl's father died was horrible D: the image is still stucked in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;the little boy in the show is also ultra cute. ZOMG, 13:11 ! so cool lah!&lt;br /&gt;the ending was sad ):&lt;br /&gt;i think the movie is much like "Angles &amp;amp; Demons" the first part boring then the rest nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homed after that.&lt;br /&gt;HUITING, REMEMBER TONIGHT HOR!&lt;br /&gt;THANKS &lt;333333333 MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall upload pics soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-7675474708399916688?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/7675474708399916688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=7675474708399916688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7675474708399916688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7675474708399916688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/b-r-i-l-l-i-n-t-that-is-only-word-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-3975109671486160102</id><published>2009-06-02T11:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T13:28:31.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SiS3xe6ElsI/AAAAAAAACO0/8zMXCHTrsQk/s1600-h/zomg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342597118706357954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SiS3xe6ElsI/AAAAAAAACO0/8zMXCHTrsQk/s320/zomg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FYI: this house is real ; its sold in america :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;went googling for SHINee and they changed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;walao, jonghyun's old hairstyle looks so much more cuter &amp;amp; nicer on him.&lt;br /&gt;now, he looks just like any popstar without a shine of their own.&lt;br /&gt;pffhhtt. but i still love them :D haha, hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back is aching like some shit again ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are packed. as in packed packed. rawrrr, ECP tomolo!&lt;br /&gt;project, trainings, outings.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; BOF :D&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, im gonna watch finish the whole episode soon! but must take it slowly.&lt;br /&gt;if watch finish, will xiian xiian cos nothing to watch. at least, not that nice lah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tags!&lt;br /&gt;on a second thought, forget it. so little tags, now that im scrolling down -_-&lt;br /&gt;pffhhttt.. going LJ with 2B ^^V at least there is a jinghiu &amp;amp; peishan. haha!&lt;br /&gt;lol, when hujun first said LJ, i thought it was ahem. yeah, but its not.&lt;br /&gt;im not sick lah! its just natural instinct right? &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div&gt;LJ actually means : Learning Journey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my head is spinning when i bend down. shit ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, NEI ZHANG. i suddenly remembered this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kay, shall explain the whole situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sean wanted to buy the insides akin intestines etc. of a chicken from the chicken rice stall at sch. so she went : "aunty, wo yao nei zhang. " / aunty, i want nei zhang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the aunty just burst out laughing, saying "wo mei you ting gup ren jia zhe yang shuo! ni hen ke ai! " / i have never heard someone said something like this! you are very cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we heard it, our first reaction was HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muahahahahaha, damn funny loh! sean is neizhang now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahahahahahaha xDD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, enough. my back is aching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;*(&amp;amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-3975109671486160102?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/3975109671486160102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=3975109671486160102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/3975109671486160102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/3975109671486160102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-back-is-aching-like-some-shit-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SiS3xe6ElsI/AAAAAAAACO0/8zMXCHTrsQk/s72-c/zomg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-3039108569395110847</id><published>2009-06-01T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:42:14.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little too not over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training today was cool :D better than the usual training. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;one 12 noon sun can make me look like some kind of toasted bread with cherry on top!&lt;br /&gt;haha, my nose lah.. its sun burnt ._. my sister pointed it out to me.&lt;br /&gt;pffhhtt&lt;br /&gt;its okay anw, not a big price to pay for having fun + improving on the sport i like :D&lt;br /&gt;while walking down the hill, kept asking huijun &amp;amp; kim &amp;amp; sam &amp;amp; peishan if i stink.&lt;br /&gt;made them go ^%&amp;amp;^(*() cos i kept repeating even after i sprayed sam's deodorant.&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE! mission : annoy fellow softballers ^^V&lt;br /&gt;went to to expo but left like..20 mins. my back was aching like some shit. couldnt stand it.&lt;br /&gt;and the other stuff too, yeah.. came clear with alastair.  maybe this is the way its supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;feeling much better now, after coming clean with everything.&lt;br /&gt;even though __ doesnt know how i feel about her, it still feels..good.&lt;br /&gt;thanks, sean for everything :D the listening phone. hehe. private? (:&lt;br /&gt;and thanks huiting, for the sms-es even you cut me short halfway -_-&lt;br /&gt;HUITING, HINT HOR HINT! in compensation for the refilling of water-bottles even though you refilled it. HEHE&lt;br /&gt;went home, literally slacked.&lt;br /&gt;was half-sleeping after dinner than my mom wanted to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;know what she did?&lt;br /&gt;she popped the wasabi-flavoured biscuit into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;was a small piece so okay at first. than she see i no reaction, she popped a bigger one in.&lt;br /&gt;my nose went on fire. SERIOUSLY! it just fired up to my nose. jumped down and literally screamed " wahhh hot hot hot! "&lt;br /&gt;my mother's evil. no doubt about that. humph.&lt;br /&gt;ooo, there is this cantonese show that i love now! its damn touching. grandma came today.&lt;br /&gt;hehe, watch until 7+ going to 8. shiock!&lt;br /&gt;now, i have to make up my mind to do the hols work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 2k peepos, sorry ): my mom dont allow me to go ECP tomolo ):&lt;br /&gt;sorry! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-3039108569395110847?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/3039108569395110847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=3039108569395110847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/3039108569395110847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/3039108569395110847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-too-not-over-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-5105509803567567258</id><published>2009-05-31T19:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:32:26.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"If there is someone who was always suffering, simply cos of you, would you give up?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Will you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"No. Cos if i let go, she will be suffering for nothing. Its better to suffer in love, than to suffer without love"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; tyvm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5105509803567567258?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/5105509803567567258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=5105509803567567258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5105509803567567258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5105509803567567258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/if-there-is-someone-who-was-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-4060096707986206224</id><published>2009-05-31T18:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T18:45:32.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HOLY CROW, FISH&amp;amp;CHIPS&lt;/u&gt; LAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tmd tmd tmd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tomolo training?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wtf _'_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-4060096707986206224?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/4060096707986206224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=4060096707986206224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4060096707986206224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4060096707986206224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/holy-crow-fish-lah-tmd-tmd-tmd.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-8928135960670244504</id><published>2009-05-31T11:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:05:25.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>smiling like no shit now :DDD&lt;br /&gt;i found a blogshop that sells ROMEO by SHINee!&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;haha, birthday prezzie? :D if not, i can get it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://myccube.blogspot.com/"&gt;https://myccube.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh, i sound so bhb.&lt;br /&gt;i shall get huiting to boost my courage and order that damn CD :D&lt;br /&gt;haha, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HUITING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;with her &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NC16 looks &amp;amp; bhb-ness&lt;/span&gt; WILL HAVE TO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boost my courage and&lt;/span&gt; GO AND GET THE CD WITH ME NO MATTER WHAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-8928135960670244504?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/8928135960670244504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=8928135960670244504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8928135960670244504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8928135960670244504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/smiling-like-no-shit-now-ddd-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-8553513044654022403</id><published>2009-05-31T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T11:33:57.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>37.7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt unwell for the whole day but i thought it was just the sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;but had a sudden fever while watching BOF yesterday night :D&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG. its damn nice! even my father loves it. haha!&lt;br /&gt;conclusion : korean dramas are exaggerated and thats the reason why its nice (:&lt;br /&gt;back to topic. slept in mommy's room and she was teasing me about my fever -_-&lt;br /&gt;whack me with the pillow summore! i have H1N1 than you know arh! :O&lt;br /&gt;how can my own mother be more childish than me? &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, am better now. going to expo tomolo. hopefully, i can go.&lt;br /&gt;feel guilty somehow ): kays, lesser of the guilt part.&lt;br /&gt;SS 501 song "Because I Am Stupid" was on 100.3&lt;br /&gt;stupid 93.3 never play it even though its a total hit now. rawrrr, so outdated. humph.&lt;br /&gt;not sure if i can go ECP on wed. hope i can :D&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do T.T  doesnt seem like a holiday at all loh..&lt;br /&gt;coach deserted us! he is in London now. walao.. so hafta train with the guys on Fri.&lt;br /&gt;pffhhttt. why the heck London?! still say he earn very little $$. scammer!&lt;br /&gt;loading BOF now (: YAY!&lt;br /&gt;i think channel U is seriously slow. cos only 1 time per week isnt very satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;but after watching on youtube, rewatch on channel U also not that bad luhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.32&lt;br /&gt;the food fair start alr ): not fair! i wanna go! stupid fever T.T&lt;br /&gt;nvm, shall anticipate tomolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-8553513044654022403?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/8553513044654022403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=8553513044654022403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8553513044654022403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8553513044654022403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/37.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-5568994702381005778</id><published>2009-05-29T15:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:12:33.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my results. sucked like some crappy shit.&lt;br /&gt;i improved for my overall percentage but my lvl position was seriously..shitty.&lt;br /&gt;haha, give &amp;amp; take lah. just hafta further improve on it i guess :/&lt;br /&gt;congrats to Meiting &amp;amp; Jean &amp;amp; HuiZhen! for getting the first three placings in class.&lt;br /&gt;lol, everyone was stunned when mr Seow said that Huizhen got 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;zh went like "WHAT?! Huizhen?! +helpless haughter+ "&lt;br /&gt;lol, no offence intended :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go to foodfair to help out today.&lt;br /&gt;felt really bad cos i wanna earn $$ to lessen the family burden T.T&lt;br /&gt;but heck, i cant stand her being there. seriously lah. sean &amp;amp; huijun would know what im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;): i dont care. im going tomolo. partly cos of GSS lah xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching BOF now. apparently, Kim Hyun-joong { akin JiHo } is a singer in SS501.&lt;br /&gt;:O so talented. but he looks fugly with his gold hair. black suits him more.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, SHINee is still total pwnage lah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIX:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sh-YZrklwJI/AAAAAAAACOs/n-9TlRRde2o/s1600-h/DSC01010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341155250045042834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sh-YZrklwJI/AAAAAAAACOs/n-9TlRRde2o/s320/DSC01010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sh-YZV9beII/AAAAAAAACOk/MbMNMhv9Sx8/s1600-h/DSC01009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341155244243646594" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sh-VOnDBIiI/AAAAAAAACMs/sFKTokdFA70/s320/DSC00993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sh-VOR0KEwI/AAAAAAAACMk/ncq0vOGV0l0/s1600-h/DSC00992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341151755617571586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sh-VOR0KEwI/AAAAAAAACMk/ncq0vOGV0l0/s320/DSC00992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sh-VN0jmCkI/AAAAAAAACMc/PBMj7YLIxgo/s1600-h/DSC00991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341151747763472962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sh-VN0jmCkI/AAAAAAAACMc/PBMj7YLIxgo/s320/DSC00991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sh-VNt7N6yI/AAAAAAAACMU/5d1zOHarZbs/s1600-h/DSC00983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341151745983507234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sh-VNt7N6yI/AAAAAAAACMU/5d1zOHarZbs/s320/DSC00983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, off to see BOF now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5568994702381005778?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/5568994702381005778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=5568994702381005778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5568994702381005778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5568994702381005778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sh-YZrklwJI/AAAAAAAACOs/n-9TlRRde2o/s72-c/DSC01010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-5437305414309515321</id><published>2009-05-28T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:50:29.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont wanna walk to sch tomolo, alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fag.. kay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of ponning sch tomolo. hate mrt-ing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;makes no diff anyway, since there is nothing important or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;but im getting back report book tomolo as well. shucks.&lt;br /&gt;im not sure if i ought to go expo tomolo.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Jakob the Liar was seriously touching ): why did he have to die. bahh..&lt;br /&gt;and nobody tags anymore..&lt;br /&gt;life sucks to the very core. im broke, thats worse.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;i have no answer to every question in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so do not want to take bus to sch tomolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5437305414309515321?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/5437305414309515321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=5437305414309515321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5437305414309515321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5437305414309515321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-wanna-walk-to-sch-tomolo-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-3693725515853140025</id><published>2009-05-28T12:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T12:31:56.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training later on. hopes that it doesnt rain.&lt;br /&gt;angeline came. but she isnt going to training.&lt;br /&gt;fag, nothing to write.&lt;br /&gt;Kim Hyun-joong looks so different from his character in Boys Over Flowers.&lt;br /&gt;golden colour hair sucks on him :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-3693725515853140025?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/3693725515853140025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=3693725515853140025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/3693725515853140025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/3693725515853140025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired-training-later-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-5152464159158205288</id><published>2009-05-27T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:40:21.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dead. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept pestering mr Seow if he would call my parents.&lt;br /&gt;he got kinda amused and said "you really get 65.00 meh?" so, im heng i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Red Cliff made me wanna cry again -_- i dont care what others say, Red Cliff is a super touchingstory.&lt;br /&gt;and ZhuGeLiang is a super hot guy. HAHA, off the point. but yeah, the movie is fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;went to watch Juno today at gloria's hse. the movie is ultra super duper boring.&lt;br /&gt;plus, a sex scene which isnt even a sex scene and a middle finger pointed dont amount to an NC16.&lt;br /&gt;Shutter would have been much better for the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;no complains though, cos i was too chicken to watch Shutter.&lt;br /&gt;kay, all the details &amp;amp; pix some other day. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my monkey keychain.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a single idea where it dropped to. really. i totally freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;nothing is completed without that stupid monkey.&lt;br /&gt;fag. prayed on the bus and when i was eating. i really hope i can get it back.&lt;br /&gt;i miss it ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i get really tired of life.&lt;br /&gt;keep asking myself what exactly is the point of living when i dont even know what i live for.&lt;br /&gt;hah, what a joke.&lt;br /&gt;my relationship with my parents are seriously bad. like really real.&lt;br /&gt;they dont trust me a single bit. i improved and they dont give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;just kept going on and on about how i could have done better when i alr improved.&lt;br /&gt;im freaked out. one day they can be really nice and the next day, demons on the show.&lt;br /&gt;my life is screwed, really screwed to the very max.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel guilty about pitying myself cos i know that there are ppl out there who are in a worse situation than i am.&lt;br /&gt;i want to die. but i am scred of dying. sounds weird but its the truth.&lt;br /&gt;the one and only reason why i am living for, is the softballers. my pillar of strength.&lt;br /&gt;when i grow up, i wanna be a photographer.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna be those photographer who only takes pictures of models etc.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be the kind that captures the reality. those that are really the best of the best.&lt;br /&gt;pictures that captures ppl's heart, that motivates them, that stays in their minds for life.&lt;br /&gt;for once, i want to be the one that brings hope to ppl, to motivate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like a fluke. but thats my aim. long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;eugene played AiZuanJiao for music. i was really touched by the music.&lt;br /&gt;feels like..heaven. like im in another place, somewhere peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5152464159158205288?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/5152464159158205288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=5152464159158205288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5152464159158205288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5152464159158205288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/dead.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-5799955004002785809</id><published>2009-05-24T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:57:05.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY @ GLORIA'S HSE ; MOVIE MARATHON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS GO FOR IT :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever thought what it was like to be in the limelight?&lt;br /&gt;to be famous, but at a price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/angels%20and%20demons" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Angels&amp;amp;amp;Demons screening Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f329/ethelkilledfred/Angels%20and%20Demons/AngelsDemons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just about the best "Angels&amp;amp;Demons" pix i can possibly find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*photobucket gives shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5799955004002785809?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/5799955004002785809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=5799955004002785809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5799955004002785809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5799955004002785809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-glorias-hse-movie-marathon.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f329/ethelkilledfred/Angels%20and%20Demons/th_AngelsDemons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-5122837232512139126</id><published>2009-05-24T16:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:11:43.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"yeah i know. i told him to sms you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ihateyouyoubloodybitch.&lt;br /&gt;you don't know how it feels to know that you triumphed over me.&lt;br /&gt;you brag, you boast, you try to pity me. but it doesn't really work. cos i don't get tricked.&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah, the same old story all over again.&lt;br /&gt;you got him, you won him, you have him. finally. but when are you gonna stop making me feel insignificant?&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah wait. how can i possibly forget. that is your favourite past-time.&lt;br /&gt;ooo, you told him to sms me! how kind of you. i really appreciate your efforts. but ZOMG. the sky is falling.&lt;br /&gt;i do not, and never ever will need the pity that you attempt to give me.&lt;br /&gt;i do not need your grief, your act of pitying me.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;do not&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; need it, neither do i &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to have it, you fucking bitch.&lt;br /&gt;have i gotten over that matter? have i gotten over your prize? YES i have.&lt;br /&gt;i got over it, a long time ago. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from the very start that i gave the game up, from the very start i ended the game on my own accord.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; victory. not yours.&lt;br /&gt;im glad i left him. im glad he is yours. im glad glad glad.&lt;br /&gt;cos you know what? i know better now. i know better that to trust either of you.&lt;br /&gt;one a bastard, one a bitch. what, a nice match. the '&lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt;'s&lt;br /&gt;its perfectly amazing how i managed to get on with life with the hindrance of you two.&lt;br /&gt;im smart enough, i know i am. i know im better than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5122837232512139126?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/5122837232512139126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=5122837232512139126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5122837232512139126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5122837232512139126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/yeah-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-6642199530248062553</id><published>2009-05-22T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:45:28.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the only thing to describe me i guess ):&lt;br /&gt;wanted to sleep during art but mrs Hudd (gangster Hudd!) was playing twilight.&lt;br /&gt;and guanwen was making lotsa funny comments that made the whole class erupt with laughter.&lt;br /&gt;so how could i possibly sleep? (: the baseball part was just cool. imagine if we were all like that.&lt;br /&gt;if we all hit outfield durng trainings, wouldnt that be just cool? coach will be :O&lt;br /&gt;haha, nice thought anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then chinese. thought i could snag some sleep. but no, Red Cliff II was being shown.&lt;br /&gt;i♥Red Cliff. so stayed awake and watched every part. haha, im in love with ZhuGeLiang.&lt;br /&gt;the guy whom protrayed him was simply to..cute. LOL. nahh, his brain is simply amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach ached throughout every minute ): couldnt stand it.&lt;br /&gt;didnt go to PE. read "The Lost Child" instead. its a sequel to "A Child Called It"&lt;br /&gt;the book is simply amazing. it still amazes me even though i have seen it 3 times (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to assembly. had the misfortune to sit behind guanwen. sick stuff.&lt;br /&gt;couldnt bear to look. im pure! haha, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;idk why dr Boon keeps going on and on about how our sch is so awesome, how they treat everyone so nicely etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;NOMB! None Of My Business! like seriously shitty.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. if AHS was that good &amp;amp; perfect, there would be no talks going about that our schl's MSG is dropping like crap.&lt;br /&gt;and that IS true, mind you. so HAH BLOODY HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally walked down the hill with huijun&amp;amp;  kim. yay ^^V&lt;br /&gt;went to popular with kim. helped her find the books she still scold me idiot! humph..&lt;br /&gt;went to the library. borrowed 4 CHINESE books. kim, in your face :D&lt;br /&gt;i like going out with kim. she makes me ROFL and ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; kim, dont be too paranoid. even though its true, you still have me&amp;amp;sean&amp;amp;huijun&amp;amp;jinghui&amp;amp;peishan.&lt;br /&gt;what are friends for? you tell me that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am in a..pissed+confused+irritated mood. figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;received a msg that made me happy a while. QinHan is okay (: YAY~ but i cant see him.&lt;br /&gt;even so, its awesome that he is feeling much better. i regret sometimes, you know. for not treasuring the times i used to share with him. the food fair last year, all the laughter shared. the crap told. i regret.&lt;br /&gt;turn the time back, will you? :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-6642199530248062553?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/6642199530248062553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=6642199530248062553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6642199530248062553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6642199530248062553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-4450487904528314978</id><published>2009-05-21T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T11:00:37.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;FYI &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HILIARY LIM IS THE ANG MOR AT MY TAGBOARD!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IGNORE HER!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-4450487904528314978?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/4450487904528314978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=4450487904528314978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4450487904528314978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4450487904528314978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/fyi-hiliary-lim-is-ang-mor-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-7433310945825690416</id><published>2009-05-21T10:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:37:24.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; hello (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the comp lab now. supposed to be researching but..ah well.&lt;br /&gt;mommy allowed me to use the comp! haha, she disbanded me.&lt;br /&gt;when i showed her my results, i think she was mentally prepared :D her reaction wasnt too bad.&lt;br /&gt;just told me to work harder &amp;amp; blahs blahs blahs. i swear i really am gonna to.&lt;br /&gt;make parents proud (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aderline doesnt understand the power of Boys Over Flowers !&lt;br /&gt;its damn freaking nice. i hope ja eul &amp;amp; yi jung stay forever and ever and ever. even though its just a show :D&lt;br /&gt;watched until episode 10. hurr hurr. gonna watch more at home.&lt;br /&gt;im bored, literally cos we cant really watch youtube. "no noise" according to OEK.&lt;br /&gt;i rather watch at home cos the comp here is really really really lag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess later, with huiting black beauty (: 2D betrayed us again -_- haha, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, most prolly, i will be going up to 2h, tensing then relaxing. LOL&lt;br /&gt;eating Cool Creme later. cos zoey threatened me. if i didnt go and eat, she would kill me.&lt;br /&gt;whos the mean one now? &gt;&lt; haha, kidding. i wanna eat it though. havnt eaten ice-cream for eons. Choco Chip Mint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, off to..blog hop (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-7433310945825690416?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/7433310945825690416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=7433310945825690416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7433310945825690416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7433310945825690416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-in-comp-lab-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-7749213449129141354</id><published>2009-05-20T19:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:56:45.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Let the angels guide your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;haha, i passed physics. just passed :D&lt;br /&gt;YAY with kimberlee! best friends who always score like each other (:&lt;br /&gt;and dorcas, have faith. im sure its okay. confirm de! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weilin is -_- and very at that.&lt;br /&gt;"can help me check if add one mark?"&lt;br /&gt;"cannot."&lt;br /&gt;"why?"&lt;br /&gt;"cos you get so high alr"&lt;br /&gt;LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup. am pretty happy actually. i got 65 for chinese. as always.&lt;br /&gt;mom dis-banded me from the comp! YAY! haha, i guess she doesnt wanna stress out no more.&lt;br /&gt;good thing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not the type born to study nor born to please. ^^V&lt;br /&gt;tell me, someone, does a photographer needs physics &amp;amp; maths ? nahh, nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so huiting will open this bakery shop.&lt;br /&gt;gloria will be her lawyer ; fight cases&lt;br /&gt;sean will be her jourlenist ; write reports about the shop&lt;br /&gt;jinghui will be her news reporter ; reports news about the shop&lt;br /&gt;lyn will be her photograpther ; take pics&lt;br /&gt;huijun will be the model ; model cakes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE WE BRILLIANT OR ARE WE BRILLIANT?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;BOF♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-7749213449129141354?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/7749213449129141354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=7749213449129141354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7749213449129141354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7749213449129141354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-angels-guide-your-way-haha-i-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-744977713241376636</id><published>2009-05-19T17:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:54:04.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd post, replying tags (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUITING!: REALLY NOT UNGLAM! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IS UNGLAM! YOU YUCKY PHOTOGRAPHER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huijun: huiting, where got not unglam -.- Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yah loh! huiting cockeye :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUITING!: hello lyn[: &amp;amp; the pics are not unglam. its called CANDID :D&lt;br /&gt;HUITING!: WHOEVER YOU ARE GO AWAY -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah, scram! candid=unglam! poor vocab :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean: oh,haha,give your grandma a break. (:&lt;br /&gt;sean: uh,NO huijun! i'm already well-prepared. ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im the one that needs a break. haha thanks anw :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huijun: BOYS OVER FLOWERS IS DAMN FUNNY! next time we try take sean's stuff again xD&lt;br /&gt;sean: anyway,we talked about the stress thing too right? at pp. :] you're not alone. if that helps. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im not alone. i have stupid ppl around me! THANKS! :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean: hehe,yes PINK umbrella. extremely ps. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PIIIIINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUITING!: huitin ZOMGGGG (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;or shld it be black beauty? HAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLORIA: Hahah you spelled Huiting's name as Huitin. hahah! :D BABY LYN! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha, accidently luh. (: ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUITING!: smile, be happy &amp;amp; tag my blog wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;HUITING!: you have me &amp;amp; the rest of ZE PURRFECT TEAMMM! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;HUITING!: WOI NU REN! you muz relax ok! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i will try to relax loh! haha, ZE PURRFECT TEAMXZXZXZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crappish.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;WEILIN :D&lt;/a&gt;: LOL -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crappish.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;WEILIN :D&lt;/a&gt;: relax a bit and try again... dun so emo liao i very afraid something will happen to you &lt;a href="http://www.crappish.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;WEILIN :D&lt;/a&gt;: lyn! ohno, dun get stressed over exams, sometimes i also want to give up, if you feel stressed just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANKS! a lot and a lot. will relink :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADERLINE: exams ! They're not worth to get upset over , ((:&lt;br /&gt;ADERLINE: Lol you blief wht Zi Heng says ? Ox But then again , a2 MIGHT be true X: Don't get demoralized over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;at least he passed :/ haha, THANK YOU A LOT! :D eternal life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alina: LOL you copied my stress thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha, yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimberlee&gt;lyn: do better then me la~&lt;br /&gt;kimberlee&gt;lyn: fun!!!! when getting results back then ur allowed to worry okay? haha...with me...and im sure you'll&lt;br /&gt;kimberlee&gt;lyn: yo...dun so stress bout exams le hor...over alr anyway rightz? now is just the time to party and hav&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lol, marks for maths are totally me and you! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athena: *?&lt;br /&gt;Athena: HELLO LYN CHUA!! :D RMB ME!! :D OF CUZ YOU DO!! (SHOULD) :D TAG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont worry, I REMEMBER! haha, tagging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean: ohh. the pic. i saw it. haha. not as bad as i thought it'd be.&lt;br /&gt;sean: (: think of happy things like ANGELS &amp;amp; DEMONS!!&lt;br /&gt;sean: lyn,they're stupid exams intent on making students feel stress by working them to the bone and then failing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks! OF COURSE ITS NOT BAD. I BETTER THEN HUITING LEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUITING!: *exams*&lt;br /&gt;HUITING!: just cuz stoopid exmas YUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;HUITING!: NOT DRIFTING APART! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHA, yeah :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLORIA: No we're not drifted/drifting apart! It's just these few days bloody exams lahh. Tomoro everything'll go back to normal :) Oh and you wont flunk, promise :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hope so :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huijun: omg. TATS PART OF SEAN! The photo! The specs so contrast. GREEN:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GWEEEEEEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crappish.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;WEILIN :D&lt;/a&gt;: relink! (: loves &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADERLINE: Let nature take it course .. Lol ? T.t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yup. haha, NATUREEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean: wang cheng mo ji means .. sean is stoopid. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baka? yeah, sure~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoey: eh? you are "poor but kind?" o.0 if you're kind then im a perfect angel. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my ass! DOWNLOAD! HAHA, gna sms to remind you ler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLORIA: Hahahahah oh ok, 7 days it is! Anyw, Yea babeyeyeyeyeyeszxsxzsxzsxzsxzsx iiiee lurbbssxzxszxs euus toos. -.- sound sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;is sick. YUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUITING!: yes 2h is freaky D: but chengxi is friendly much haha [x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha, BOO HUITING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huijun: AROUND THE WORLD ! CAN'T WAIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me tooooooo :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-744977713241376636?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/744977713241376636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=744977713241376636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/744977713241376636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/744977713241376636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/2nd-post-replying-tags-huiting-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-3563312097780990564</id><published>2009-05-19T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:40:19.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i got back some results.&lt;br /&gt;ppl out there, dont come and brag about your results to me. cos i will scream. i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im letting down mr seow :/&lt;br /&gt;he went up to me when i was sleeping during reading period and asked me blahs.&lt;br /&gt;walao, i hate making teachers feel disappointed ):&lt;br /&gt;but its not like i want right.. at least im not a lone ranger. dorcasssss :D&lt;br /&gt;s'not fair loh.. but thanks joelynn, for helping me pray.&lt;br /&gt;haha, i want eternal life! aderline's second best friend. haha~&lt;br /&gt;history 66/100&lt;br /&gt;could have done better but im satisfied with it alr. at least, not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean and i realised that our dad had lotsa similarities ; bad points lah.&lt;br /&gt;why cant parents focus on our good points instead?&lt;br /&gt;when they insult us, it makes me wanna show them that "yeah, i cant do it lah, so what?"&lt;br /&gt;haha, its so..me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont make sense.&lt;br /&gt;sms-ing qinhan and house doesnt makes sense. i know why alr. cos there was a blog song playing background.&lt;br /&gt;hurr hurr. im unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay was okay. watched this show. looked at subtitles instead lah. haha&lt;br /&gt;the two boys voice damn cute. it was a voiceover by a girl! :O love her voice.&lt;br /&gt;"yeah yeah yeah" !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, some funny stuff that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why? you always fail history meh?"&lt;br /&gt;"he always fail everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cant we watch shrek?"&lt;br /&gt;"or ice-age?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kays, i really really really dont make sense.&lt;br /&gt;pray for me ppl, i dont wanna fail science. honestly :/&lt;br /&gt;enough trouble on my hands. wtv lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-3563312097780990564?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/3563312097780990564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=3563312097780990564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/3563312097780990564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/3563312097780990564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-2238649872648682842</id><published>2009-05-18T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:38:09.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp;amp; no, im not gonna pretend to be who i am not anymore.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-2238649872648682842?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/2238649872648682842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=2238649872648682842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2238649872648682842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2238649872648682842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-im-not-gonna-pretend-to-be-who-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-6203059555274248433</id><published>2009-05-18T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:15:39.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no, i do not wish to talk about results right now.&lt;br /&gt;so STFU about results when you see me, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to passerby : what exactly is the use of a blog if i do not rant in it? dont tell me i use it for posting zilian pics of myself? LOL. dont tell me anything about privating a blog. cos a blog is a diary, an online diary. you have the choice to read it, or not. even if you wanna tag, can you at least dump your real name? and calling me a bitch is exactly the same thing i did, yo. do you even fucking understand what i have been through? what rights do you have to judge me by just looking at my post? nothing! so just fucking keep your fucking mouth shut. bloody bitch/bastard. its my blog, i have the right &amp;amp; the authority to do whatever i want. *except porn lah* you wanna gimmie a piece of your mind, do it in a nicer way, wonderwoman :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so fucking pissed.&lt;br /&gt;nahnah, FUCK YOU! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-6203059555274248433?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/6203059555274248433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=6203059555274248433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6203059555274248433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6203059555274248433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-i-do-not-wish-to-talk-about-results.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-5890439355722568624</id><published>2009-05-17T11:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:50:56.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tuition, dad feched me to VJC.&lt;br /&gt;on the way, there was this damn long traffic jam. seriously lah, why are singaporeans so kpo?!&lt;br /&gt;there would not be a traffic jam if not for them, slowing down just to look at the accident.&lt;br /&gt;tsk. sean called and she said she arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"hurry come! im walking around holding a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; unbrella!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean with a pink umbrella! and huijun missed a bus on purpose :O&lt;br /&gt;so reached VJC and called sean then i saw sean directly infront of me. -im in my dad's car-&lt;br /&gt;hehe, then when we got out, i saw gloria! ^^V&lt;br /&gt;got ushered into the canteen. the queue was unrealistic. so many ppl!&lt;br /&gt;its like, ppl queueing up for some concert thing. then huiting &amp;amp; huijun came and joined us :D&lt;br /&gt;did our usual crap thing. i was so unwilling to pass my EZ-link to the SCs&lt;br /&gt;i look so fugly. everyone was in grp B except for huting.&lt;br /&gt;but we will be having a test in the same time and end at the same time as well.&lt;br /&gt;saw jiaying &amp;amp; hannah &amp;amp; yunxuan &amp;amp; joelynn &amp;amp; jerome &amp;amp; a lot pf ppl that i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the hall at 2 i think.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was crowding outside the hall. sat in one straight row (:&lt;br /&gt;the english test was rather okay, but i had a cold in the middle of it ):&lt;br /&gt;didnt dare to blow my nose cos it was damn quiet + i scared AA.&lt;br /&gt;went to LT5 later on for the General Ability test.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite okay i guess, but the LT damn cold! brrrr..&lt;br /&gt;tikam-ed for qn 21. te first few parts were easy. its the last part that needs brain-wrecking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the field to watch the VJ ppl train softball. didnt get to see so cos they were just mucking about.&lt;br /&gt;but! even thought they were mucking about, their skills still damn good!&lt;br /&gt;apparently, VJ guys team are gonna close down next year. top 3 in nationals leh..&lt;br /&gt;but the girls team still going strong ^^V&lt;br /&gt;went into the hall again for maths test.&lt;br /&gt;it was a killer. well, some parts. tikam-ed some qns.&lt;br /&gt;even huijun said it was hard :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat dinner with huijun &amp;amp;sean &amp;amp; huitin cos gloria had to meet her mother.&lt;br /&gt;missed the first bus cos we wer not sure if we could take it or not.&lt;br /&gt;passed TNS but i do not miss it __ rawrrrr&lt;br /&gt;ate at this stall -- chicken rice for $1.80.&lt;br /&gt;the uncle selling us chicken rice said to his assistant "they are too young" in hokkien.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think they expect us to understand. humph!&lt;br /&gt;went to PP afterwards. ate ice-cream &amp;amp; went to Boarders.&lt;br /&gt;while we were eating ice-cream, sitting at te bench, lotsa ppl gave us that gl look T.T&lt;br /&gt;cos we were wearing sch uni etc etc. haha, what if we met CML ?&lt;br /&gt;i wanna buy a few books anyway! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad fetched me home. watched boys over flowers. DAMN NICE KAYY!&lt;br /&gt;thumbs-up. funny and touching and heart-wrenching. mind you, its only the first epi!&lt;br /&gt;hehe, anyone who reads this part, go watch! every sat 9.30-11.00 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch boys over flowers again now on youtube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5890439355722568624?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/5890439355722568624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=5890439355722568624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5890439355722568624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5890439355722568624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/d-after-tuition-dad-feched-me-to-vjc.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-456008733903744320</id><published>2009-05-15T16:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:39:00.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith triumphs ; daughter is the card'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i tried so hard, i did my best.&lt;br /&gt;but i still cant rest.&lt;br /&gt;yup, the heading above states it all. its not that i cant rest. its that i don't feel like i deserve to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs of stress may be cognitive, emotional, physical or behavioral and include symptoms such as:&lt;br /&gt;poor judgment, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a general negative outlook&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;excessive worrying, moodiness, irritability, agitation, inability to relax, feeling overwhelmed, feeling lonely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or isolated, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;depressed, aches and pains, diarrhea or constipation, nausea, dizziness, chest pain, rapid heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; eating too much or not enough, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sleeping too much or not enough&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; withdrawing from others, procrastinating or neglecting responsibilities, using alcohol, cigarettes, or drugs to relax, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nervous habits (e.g. nail biting, pacing).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got those from alina (thanks) and those bold red ones are those i suffer from.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach is still aching now. its not stomach ache to those idiots who think it is.&lt;br /&gt;pardon me anyway, cos im feeling pissed and there will be a few fucks to those who deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a major breakdown yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;cos science was a major disaster and i didn't wanna think about exams anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i was doing this wksht that i found in my file and everything just blanked out.&lt;br /&gt;cant remember anything or whatsoever. i freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;mom came into the room and i just cried-scream &amp;amp; said that i cant do it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;she told me to calm down cos its just an exam and it doesn't matter whether i failed or not as long as i learn etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;it makes sense but i couldn't understand. i mugged so hard &amp;amp; for such long hours too.&lt;br /&gt;why cant it just get into my head? i think im real stupid.&lt;br /&gt;all this competition in sec sch, its so.. sometimes, i wanna transfer.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so i calmed down and didn't do any wkshts anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept instead. but cant sleep instead. kept turning and flopping on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;had this awfully tight feeling in my chest that im gonna do well for exams tomolo.&lt;br /&gt;so i started panicking and memorising formulas in bed. i think i slept at 12+&lt;br /&gt;-my sister is being a horribly irritating asshole-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths was a horror. well, mostly. i think the best i can do is to scrape through.&lt;br /&gt;and that's that. sitting next to hilary is a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;cos she flips through so fast -i heard, not see- and i kept panicking.&lt;br /&gt;and when i see so many ppl relaxing i started getting more and more nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-digress-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i don't know what the hell is wrong with me. i never had panic-attacks in sec 1 or wtv.&lt;br /&gt;its only sec 2 that i really get those stress.&lt;br /&gt;like, stress is there when you are sleeping, eating, and you feel guilty when you relax.&lt;br /&gt;when you are doing nothing, you still feel stress cos you think you ought to be doing something.&lt;br /&gt;well, i know why im stressed. im tired of disappointing my parents over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;when they scold me, i feel pissed. when they don't scold me, i feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;im the worst kid in the entire universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;-digress end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the exam is over, many ppl said that it was tough but they wont fare as bad as me.&lt;br /&gt;asked sean how was the paper and she said it was easy. freaked me out like no tomolo even though i knew that i couldn't be compared to her standard.&lt;br /&gt;called mom and i just cried over the phone. i dunno why, i just did.&lt;br /&gt;i felt scared, something that i've never felt before for an exam. never ever.&lt;br /&gt;that feeling was just..scary. very scary. im such such such a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when huijun &amp;amp; sean &amp;amp; jinghui &amp;amp; i went up to find huiting, the 2k guys were giving me that gl look.&lt;br /&gt;guess they never saw someone crying over an exam. well, there's always a first.&lt;br /&gt;miss ng kept 2h back for eons.&lt;br /&gt;so yup, decided to forget all about the exam. enjoy myself first.&lt;br /&gt;went to TM for movie + lunch.&lt;br /&gt;had Pizza for lunch, i think it was worth it. very.&lt;br /&gt;main course + free flow of drinks + mushroom soup = total awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;-im feeling hungry now-&lt;br /&gt;kays, got confused over the food thing cos there were 7 of us, including gloria &amp;amp; peishan.&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed our meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chionged to watch Angles &amp;amp; Demons. actually, we nonid to chiong loh.&lt;br /&gt;the movie ticket stated that it starts at 12.10 but there will be 5 mins of ads.&lt;br /&gt;you know what time the movie started? 12.30. HAH. what a joke.&lt;br /&gt;kays, anw, the move was damn nice. all the ups-&amp;amp;-downs.&lt;br /&gt;some parts were pretty freaky, like the way the guy killed the pope.&lt;br /&gt;earth , light , fire , water. the 4 elements of science. cant believe that it was brandished on the popes.&lt;br /&gt;but didn't work in the end, faith triumphs over science.&lt;br /&gt;the plot is really good. cos the master-mind in the end was totally unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;but do i wish that the church tried their best more to stop science from advancing.&lt;br /&gt;in that way, we needn't study stupid physics etc anymore.&lt;br /&gt;we will be studying.. well, i dunno what we will be studying. but it will be nicer than science.&lt;br /&gt;shan't tell you anymore, go watch yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Tampiness 1. BORING. whats the big hoo-hah over it? nothing much what..&lt;br /&gt;went to a bookshop and got really addicted to one of the books.&lt;br /&gt;i want to buy it. kay, shall work 1 week and get $$ to get it.&lt;br /&gt;ooo, and i read Angels &amp;amp; Demons before! i think it was Charlotte's. the book is pretty cool. but the movie is better.&lt;br /&gt;went to Action-City. had a hard time trying to decide whether to get a key-chain or not.&lt;br /&gt;didn't buy it, why waste money on unnecessary stuff?&lt;br /&gt;mom &amp;amp; dad doesn't even splurge on themselves. actually, when was the last time we bought clothes? 6 months ago?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i know. sounds like we are freaky but im proud of being a freak. a poor freak.&lt;br /&gt;so for those ppl who taunts at poor ppl, fuck off. get a life.&lt;br /&gt;wanna quote a line from Red-Thread -i don't watch it, i read the newspaper-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I never forget, and i never forgive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interchanged with huijun. met jiaying &amp;amp; cheryl &amp;amp; abi &amp;amp; jos at the MRT too.&lt;br /&gt;homed.&lt;br /&gt;on the bus, there was this teen who took pic or idk who. i just heard the click of a phone camera and an auntie giving him a weird look.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to kpo a little but decided against it. too lazy to turn my head.&lt;br /&gt;walked in the rain, it might make me sick but boy, did it make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;wanted to see Qinhan on the way but didn't. i want him to get his rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am home now, blogging and doing whatsit.&lt;br /&gt;you know what? i don't care about my results anymore.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna study for the next semester. when i say it, i mean it. im gonna WOW you guys.&lt;br /&gt;i wont let my parents down anymore. but fuck, make my brain smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-456008733903744320?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/456008733903744320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=456008733903744320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/456008733903744320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/456008733903744320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-tried-so-hard-i-did-my-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-6624663520985051501</id><published>2009-05-14T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:05:22.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; no im not in a good mood now cuz i know im gna flunk the science paper.&lt;br /&gt;it will be a miracle if i dont. guess i hafta see OEK for the rest of the year.&lt;br /&gt;i thought english paper was rather okay.&lt;br /&gt;but the way sean &amp;amp; abi &amp;amp; jiaying described it, i think i cock-eye liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jane taught me 2 tricks :D thanks, it cheered me up ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, on the brighter side, its the last paper tomolo.&lt;br /&gt;maths. which reminds me, i hafta redo the 3 damn paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, who invented exams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think that softballers have kinda drifted apart.&lt;br /&gt;all our gossiping, dinching, walking down the hill have all gone. poof.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-6624663520985051501?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/6624663520985051501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=6624663520985051501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6624663520985051501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6624663520985051501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-1555019464029456955</id><published>2009-05-13T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:53:14.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>history is such a killer.&lt;br /&gt;my SBQ is screwed up. sucks much.&lt;br /&gt;the most i can hope for is a B3 i guess ): i'd be over the moon if i can manage a A2. which isnt very possible lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese was good!&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in my life, i can remember all words and write it down~ :D&lt;br /&gt;and the comprehension is eazzayyeee too !&lt;br /&gt;sean &amp;amp; huijun kept saying that it was difficult. hehe, maybe im catching up *hopeful*&lt;br /&gt;hope that my results for chinese will be satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huijun said that i became more hardworking o.o&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, i guess so. cuz i want my results to look nice when i mail it to VJC :D&lt;br /&gt;hehe, there is a motive ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad's mother, grandma, bought me &amp;amp; sis to eat lunch :D&lt;br /&gt;damn nice! ultra super duper nice! im a glutton but yeah, its nice.&lt;br /&gt;hehe, im not gonna tell you where it is. kayy lah, its near Mad-Jack.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg mug for science alr, wish me luck~&lt;br /&gt;all the best peepos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;(L)(Y)(N) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-1555019464029456955?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/1555019464029456955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=1555019464029456955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1555019464029456955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1555019464029456955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/history-is-such-killer.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-986370506545832549</id><published>2009-05-12T18:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:01:24.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuck&lt;br /&gt;i dont care what you guys think of me now.&lt;br /&gt;fuck my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;whole day only want me to get into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;fuck her lah.&lt;br /&gt;old bitch. make me feel so inferior.&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-986370506545832549?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/986370506545832549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=986370506545832549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/986370506545832549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/986370506545832549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/fuck-i-dont-care-what-you-guys-think-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-1146257417558087344</id><published>2009-05-10T12:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:33:49.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>peekture post, which reminds me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SgZVXuNUTCI/AAAAAAAACKM/g5BkJnf3CeM/s320/DSC00726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-1146257417558087344?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/1146257417558087344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=1146257417558087344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1146257417558087344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1146257417558087344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/which-reminds-me-h-p-p-y-m-o-t-h-e-r-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SgZXtt_ES8I/AAAAAAAACMM/vjnE0avlc-s/s72-c/DSC00651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-7903996327130623417</id><published>2009-05-10T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:17:19.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRITISH&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You drink a lot of tea&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know what a brolly is&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Deal or No Deal has taken over your life&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wanted Ben to win Factor&lt;br /&gt;[x] You use the word "bugger"or the phrase "bloody hell"&lt;br /&gt;[x] Fish and Chips are yummy..&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can eat a Full English Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You dislike EMOS! almost as much as you dislike chavs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] It's football... not soccer&lt;br /&gt;Total= 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUSTRALIAN&lt;br /&gt;[x] You wear flip flops all year&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love a backyard barbie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know a barbie is not just a doll&lt;br /&gt;[x] You love the beach&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sometimes you swear without realizing&lt;br /&gt;[x] You're a sports fanatic&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are tanned&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You're a bit of a bogan&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have an australian something (shirt, phone sock, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;Total=5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITALIAN&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The Sopranos is a great show.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your last name ends in a vowel.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your grandmother makes/made her own sauces.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know how a real meatball tastes like.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know Italian songs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have dark hair and dark eye color&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can speak italian (or some)&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are under 5'10''. (eh people around 165cm la.)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pizza/spaghetti is the best food in the world.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You talk with your hands.&lt;br /&gt;Total= 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEXICAN&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You say member instead of remember&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can speak spanish&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like tacos&lt;br /&gt;[ ] YoU TyPe lIkE ThIs On Da CoMpUtEr.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have tanned skin&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know what a Puta is.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You talk fast occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have had highlights or dyed your hair.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know what platanos are&lt;br /&gt;Total= 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUSSIAN&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You say villian as: Vee-lon&lt;br /&gt;[x] You get short tempered&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know of sombody named Natasha&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You get cold easily&lt;br /&gt;[x] Rain is fun for you&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You get into contests all the time&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can easily make do with the cold weather&lt;br /&gt;Total= 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IRISH&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love to drink&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a bad temper&lt;br /&gt;[] Your last name starts with a Mc OR Murph or O' or Fitz or ends with a ley,on,un,an,in,ry, ly, y.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have blue or green eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like the color green.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have been to a st. pattys day party.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a family member from Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have blonde hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have/had freckles&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your family get togethers always include drinking and/or singing&lt;br /&gt;Total = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFRICAN-AMERICAN&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You say nigga/nukka casually&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have nappy hair&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like rap&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know how to shoot a gun&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You think President George W. Bush is racist&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like chicken&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like watermelon&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can dance&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can ‘sing’ gospel&lt;br /&gt;Total = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASIAN&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like rice a lot&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are good at math&lt;br /&gt;[] You have played the piano&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have family from asia&lt;br /&gt;[x] You laugh sometimes covering your mouth&lt;br /&gt;[x] Most people think you're chinese&lt;br /&gt;[x] You call hurricanes, typhoons&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You go to Baulko&lt;br /&gt;Total = 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GERMAN&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like bread&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You think American Chocolate is good.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You Speak some German&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know what Schnitzel is&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hate it when stupid people call you a Nazi&lt;br /&gt;[x] You went to Pre-school.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You're over 5'2"&lt;br /&gt;Total= 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANADIAN&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like/play/played hockey&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love beer&lt;br /&gt;[x] You say eh&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know what poutine is&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You speak some french (JE T'AIME !!! je t'aime :D )&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love Tim Horton's&lt;br /&gt;[ ] At one point you lived in a farm house&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You watch/watched degrassi&lt;br /&gt;Total= 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMERICAN&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hate foreigners&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hate non-Christians&lt;br /&gt;[x] Lazy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Not cultured&lt;br /&gt;[x] Dislike abortion&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Love the death penalty&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Don't read&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shop at walmart&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Think this bulletin is rather biased&lt;br /&gt;Total =2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EGYPTIAN&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You love taameya and foul&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You always manage to buy something for 10% of the original price&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've never seen traffic lights before&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't mind if someone arrives late&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You say insha allah after about everything&lt;br /&gt;[ ] When you ask someone to wait a moment you make a 'crocodile' gesture with your hands while saying 'shwaya shwaya' or 'di'i'a wahda'&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know a minute does not have to be 60 seconds&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hate the president&lt;br /&gt;Total = 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the highest total and repost this as "I'm officially ...&lt;br /&gt;Asian/Australian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its raining, and im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-7903996327130623417?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/7903996327130623417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=7903996327130623417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7903996327130623417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7903996327130623417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-1153212554540352289</id><published>2009-05-08T19:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:49:28.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whola, i cant stand it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;think&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;such&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;fucking&lt;br /&gt;fucked-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;womanizer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;cum&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heartbreaker&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucker big time, i give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-1153212554540352289?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/1153212554540352289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=1153212554540352289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1153212554540352289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1153212554540352289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/whola-i-cant-stand-it-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-3434262922895233705</id><published>2009-05-08T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:40:46.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chambara was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;true, i ponned last week's lesson but this week's was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Capture The Flag. haha, everyone was shouting and screaming.&lt;br /&gt;i hafta admit, i got rather tensed up too.&lt;br /&gt;on the bench, you criticise on other ppl, saying that they shld have done this&amp;amp;that.&lt;br /&gt;but then you are playing yourself, its totally..different.&lt;br /&gt;i suppose that is the way for all sports, including softball&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im aching all over.&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the game, kaiyuan suddenly stood up on the ISH seats and said "&lt;em&gt;lets give them some dance, baby&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;and he started dancing. the typical dance lah xD haha, damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;stayed back to do finish PW. i do not have time/patience for riff-raff like that.&lt;br /&gt;grrr, hate PW. anw, i think im gonna get fined for not doing duty again.&lt;br /&gt;actually, andrew helped me to sweep the floor cos i was doing all the PW stuff.&lt;br /&gt;denise just zao-ed -_-&lt;br /&gt;haiiyah, whatever lah, i just kidnap 1buck from my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was boring, i think you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;fuck. i hate you. fuck you. why do you have to give me false hopes all over again? why? how do i even explain it in the first place? the sms that you last sent me today, do you even know how i fucking felt when i received it? you dont, do you? you enjoy hurting me again and again. what do you want from me? what do you even gain from it? you dont know how hard it is for me to trust any guy ever again after what you did to me. fuck you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-3434262922895233705?l=heart0brokennedd.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-8680991924471384863.post-8001651684210600599</id><published>2009-05-07T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T19:22:51.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can study better at night :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last quarter of science lesson was spent with OEK telling us about his..life.&lt;br /&gt;he showed us pics when he was a baby { the ones 1E&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; saw } and his army life.&lt;br /&gt;he looked..damn shuai when he is in army! seriously! changed a lot loh ._.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what he talked about.&lt;br /&gt;his wife &amp;amp; six girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;"sometimes, is they (girlfriends) come find you, not you find them"&lt;br /&gt;"tongkak ahli (sp?) must strip the bark then drink with beer then will strong!"&lt;br /&gt;"yea, i inherited a few dollars from my dad lah"&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG lah! i mean, teachers don't say about this! i think he is the first.&lt;br /&gt;woah, i still thought from the stories he told us last year, that he was quite ke lian -_-&lt;br /&gt;walao loh! haha, damn interesting. laughed our lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huiting's class is scary, kinda :/ i don't like. but got used to it after a while.&lt;br /&gt;helped her scribble the peer evaluation form! all 3's and 4's. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;i just realised that chengxi is very very very friendly :D he always says hello. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of all the lessons that i have been studying so far, i love english &amp;amp; science.&lt;br /&gt;cos the best jokes happens during that two lessons!&lt;br /&gt;seriously lah, i think mrs koh &amp;amp; mr seow are two awesome teachers.&lt;br /&gt;ooooo! we know mrs koh's age! turns out that she taught mr yeow history in sec 4 O_O&lt;br /&gt;hehe, but im gonna be irritating. am not gonna tell you guys her age.&lt;br /&gt;anw, one clue. she is older than OEK! wheeeee~ guess that yourself.&lt;br /&gt;kayy, the jokes that happened today &amp;amp; yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't aim for pass! that is the worst target."&lt;br /&gt;"then we all aim for fail arh ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"small boy big mouth!"&lt;br /&gt;"at least i have something big."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why are you admiring him?"&lt;br /&gt;"im just talking!"&lt;br /&gt;"worse!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you guys still think that Africans carrying bow &amp;amp; arrow?! narrow minded!"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah! then Egyptians still building..SANDCASTLES~!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"KFC just point at the picture can alr, nonid talk."&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, the picture is for ppl like you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how old are you?"&lt;br /&gt;"very old. after teaching 2k, older still."&lt;br /&gt;"ah i know! we teach you HOW TO GROW UP!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you older than wj's father?"&lt;br /&gt;"how old is he?"&lt;br /&gt;"73."&lt;br /&gt;"do i look that old?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OEK teach us how to eat tongkak ahli!"&lt;br /&gt;"what issit?"&lt;br /&gt;"something to make you strong!"&lt;br /&gt;"then you eat loh"&lt;br /&gt;"oh, uhm, nonid! i still strong and healthy! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know your china friends in 3C, maths damn good leh.."&lt;br /&gt;"my fault lah, my fault issit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"exams getting nearer and nearer alr, can start countdown "&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, we start cow dung lah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL xD&lt;br /&gt;deeeeeeeeeeep down, mrs koh ardors our class manxzxzxz (:&lt;br /&gt;2k reminds me of 1E'08♥ but no worries, i still ♥1E to thy max.&lt;br /&gt;hehe, i think im brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied history &amp;amp; maths until 11.30 last night. actually, its not as bad as it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;cos i only started at 9.30 guess what? im gonna do it again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;it works, i can remember almost everything loh!&lt;br /&gt;hehe, starting on science &amp;amp; history today ^^V wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp;you know what? i hate hate hate guys with white specs. its bad enough that they hafta wear white specs, why do they hafta resemble blahblah so much ): it sucks big time. the feeling is just..confused, heartache. i mean, after what you have been through, blahblah just left. im lying when i said i dont like blahblah, when i say i dont remember blahblah. gahh, my bad i guess. blahblah is still stuck in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-8001651684210600599?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/8001651684210600599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=8001651684210600599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8001651684210600599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8001651684210600599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-can-study-better-at-night-d-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-1210719874373013594</id><published>2009-05-06T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:20:54.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess what? i made a pie that actually tastes nice :D&lt;br /&gt;i think im brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;kay, whatever. not in the mood to blog today ):&lt;br /&gt;hurr hurr, i have decided something.&lt;br /&gt;score well for the subjects that i like and make up for my physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i think i can do it&lt;/s&gt; i CAN do it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-1210719874373013594?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/1210719874373013594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=1210719874373013594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1210719874373013594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1210719874373013594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/guess-what-i-made-pie-that-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-7726540490916143074</id><published>2009-05-05T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:38:47.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my nose is peeling again :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant really remember what happened today, my life's so boring now.&lt;br /&gt;lol, me huijun &amp;amp; huiting used to go dinch-ing every Friday.&lt;br /&gt;and i used to go out at least 2 times a week. that was all before the exams.&lt;br /&gt;ah well, after the exams we will go crazy again, dinch-ing &amp;amp; gossiping &amp;amp; KFC-ing &amp;amp; strolling (:&lt;br /&gt;next Friday! im looking forward to it, a lot and a lot.&lt;br /&gt;haha, ppl all worrying about exams, im looking forward to the end of it, not even bothering to worry..&lt;br /&gt;not in the mood to study actually, i dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, it seems to me that it doesn't matter whether i flunk my exams or not ):&lt;br /&gt;sad uh. haii, i shall try to cram everything into my head later, let nature take its course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, apparently, the overseas trip is being postponed to September.&lt;br /&gt;its not exactly that cold yet. pri 5 went to Beijing during Oct. but it only became cold at the last day -_-&lt;br /&gt;how very..disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;lol, recess was all spent on talking about deaths etc. { 2012 }&lt;br /&gt;we even made plans.&lt;br /&gt;the week before the world ends, we will persuade our parents to let us { me &amp;amp; huijun &amp;amp; huiting &amp;amp; sean } go for a world trip.&lt;br /&gt;around the world in 80 days, except ours is in 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;6 actually, since we wanted to die in Singapore ^^V&lt;br /&gt;we will go Paris, to climb the Eiffel tower&lt;br /&gt;we will go Antarctica, to swim with the blue whales&lt;br /&gt;we will go America, to see the scenery.&lt;br /&gt;we will go to every place we can think of, but we will only stay in the country for 1 hr.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, i can so imagine that :) really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we told sean about OUR ambition for HER.&lt;br /&gt;lol, remember the time when huijun &amp;amp; i were walking down the hill, we were deciding on the ideal houses that we want sean to get.&lt;br /&gt;huijun so tiao1 ti4 :O she can become housing estate agent. kk, am digressing. back on topic.&lt;br /&gt;so, when she grows up { and the world doesn't end } , she has to buy Tanah Merah MRT &amp;amp; the field &amp;amp; going-to-be houses next to the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;but she wants to stay in a semi-d all alone. hehe, we will keep her company, no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that topic led on to ghost stories. actually, only 1 was told by huiting.&lt;br /&gt;cos none of us dared to stay in a house alone.&lt;br /&gt;talked about how we would blast music when in the toilet / at home alone / blast radio etc.&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly, i discovered that huiting's cookie box looked like.. TELETUBBY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what that topic led to.&lt;br /&gt;jinghui! hehe, the resemblance looked damn alike.&lt;br /&gt;so we started talking about the young girl who has a damn high IQ of 150.&lt;br /&gt;according to scientists, if she continues on the right path, she can be smarter then einstien.&lt;br /&gt;she can come up with cures for aids and cancer and etc.&lt;br /&gt;can she donate a little of her brains to me? *hopeful* haha, kidding xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, we are really amazing. one topic can lead to so many subjects.&lt;br /&gt;haha, the never ending supply of conversations. how :D&lt;br /&gt;FTI was really really funny.&lt;br /&gt;guanwen's grp was doing about swine flu. their acting was really..hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;had a good laugh over it.&lt;br /&gt;hilary the wallet snatcher! haha, i kept my promise to myself (:&lt;br /&gt;some funny stuff that happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"teacher, i wanna go toilet, i wanna go looi! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what do cows do?"&lt;br /&gt;"mooooo~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bagusu!"&lt;br /&gt;"what 'su' ?!"&lt;br /&gt;"where you learn the word from one?!"&lt;br /&gt;"from the milk container!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what do you see in the mosque during hari raya haji?"&lt;br /&gt;"a lot of malays.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"can you go to the ship casino?"&lt;br /&gt;"can, accidently go to the toilet loh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"btw the quarrentine ppl all is stay at chalet so all the swine flu ppl all enjoy themselves loh!"&lt;br /&gt;"then the whole class kena lah, we can go chalet for free!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO~&lt;br /&gt;funny much?&lt;br /&gt;dad fetched me home, bought western food from the canteen for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;dad was really hungry :O first time see him that hungry.&lt;br /&gt;enough of blogging, gtg mug for everything alr.&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck. pray that i dont die from exhaustion. TOUCH WOOD!&lt;br /&gt;i am touching wood actually :D my computer table is made from wood.&lt;br /&gt;hehe, jealous? just kidding ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo, I FINALLY KNOW WHY I WANNA BLOG ALR!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna introduce this book. "Christmas after all ; The great deprssion diary of Minnie Swift."&lt;br /&gt;its an awesome, fantastic book. its really nice.&lt;br /&gt;the story made me wanna cry &amp;amp; laugh. some parts are really touching.&lt;br /&gt;and there is this part where i wanna quote, cos it make a whole lot of sense.&lt;br /&gt;heh, lemme find the page first.. found it. here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;For what is faith, but believing what you cant see. Sometimes our family is just too talky, too filled up with ideas and trying to understand everything so completely but we can believe. its kind of like radio. we listen to all our favourite programmes. radio is funny. you cant ever see the people but you do see them in your imagination. in one way you know they arent real but in another way you kind of believe they ar. and it is just by believing in them, real or not, that it somehow changes you inside. its kind of like reading. you dont have to believe every book you read is real to beliebe that it could happen. that it is a good story. &lt;strong&gt;you just kind of got to believe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a amazing book. and the funny parts, you just have to let yourself believe in it,.&lt;br /&gt;something like letting go of yourself and just read that book.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm one nice part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then Jackie, who was just sliding some more eggs onto a plate for Papa, looked out and shrieked, "&lt;strong&gt;Lordy! Lordy! that darn stupid hen has done gone and froze itself to the trash can&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: i think its awesome.&lt;br /&gt;bought this for quite some years, cant believe i only read it now &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i found a whole lot of lovely quotes.&lt;br /&gt;gonna post them in "Extras" soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-7726540490916143074?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/7726540490916143074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=7726540490916143074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7726540490916143074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7726540490916143074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-nose-is-peeling-again-cant-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-8342046346357609829</id><published>2009-05-04T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:00:40.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM FEELING DAMN FISH&amp;amp;CHIPS-ing NERVOUS RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is just a damn IP and im getting all nervous.&lt;br /&gt;the chances of me getting in is ultra slim, close to zero.&lt;br /&gt;holy shit. i made 2 mistakes. now they are gonna think that i dont understand simple english.&lt;br /&gt;how wonderful. MOMMY! SAVE ME!&lt;br /&gt;and i feel effing guilty cos gloria is helping me print out the stuff. thanks gloria!&lt;br /&gt;walao walao walao! how can i possibly get in? what was i thinking?&lt;br /&gt;i must be mad.&lt;br /&gt;me and huiting were thinking on whether to go for the IP :/ cos sean &amp;amp; gloria &amp;amp; huijun all applied.&lt;br /&gt;so my usual reaction was " flip a coin lah! " heads = go ,  tails = dont go.&lt;br /&gt;2 : 1 , forced to go (: i shall take it as fate then. gain experience!&lt;br /&gt;i must be positive, simple mind concept!&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG I FEEL HORRIBLE &gt;&lt; yah boo sucks to me lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, on a lighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qinhan came over just now (:&lt;br /&gt;had a long talk with him, i think its brilliant actually. he is as irritating as ever -_-&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe his sister ; wei wei ; finds him intimidating. small kids..&lt;br /&gt;he tried to explain to me the procedures &amp;amp; stuff. but according to him, i concentrate on one thing too much.&lt;br /&gt;like, when he says something that is releated to the topic, i will focus on that instead of what he told me just now.&lt;br /&gt;got meh?! no leh! i still remember loh! xD&lt;br /&gt;his head scarf is really bright, i might consider borrowing it later ^^V&lt;br /&gt;its really brilliant being able to know whats going on with him, it makes me feel more..happier somehow.&lt;br /&gt;lovely (: talked about the swine flu. i dont think its as serious as Sars but then again, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;kept talking about his Op. it will be 6 more months before he has to go through the metal + plastic needle thing again.&lt;br /&gt;by that time, i think he will regain everything he once has. yay!&lt;br /&gt;sounds really pain, from his explanation. but so long its good for him.&lt;br /&gt;plus, there is a cream that can numb the pain in the chest. so its good, i presume.&lt;br /&gt;"better then having to poke needles all over your fingers without success". i agree :D&lt;br /&gt;he is getting much much much better, happy much? you bet. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch is okay-okay lah, was raining heavily in the morning, rushed to 2D.&lt;br /&gt;had a long talk, filled with laughters. i love my softballers &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history test was pretty cool i guess. i mean, at least i studied for it. mostly crap but even so :D&lt;br /&gt;i swear i dont understand what OEK teaches us. i mean everything :/&lt;br /&gt;eh, i dont wanna be the only failure kay..&lt;br /&gt;english was pretty funny xD mrs koh has got a awesome sense of humour. my idol!&lt;br /&gt;shoo Susan Byole! haha, just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;some funny stuff that happened during english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Round up if the marks end with a decimel."&lt;br /&gt;"If its something.0 leh?"&lt;br /&gt;"You idiot arh?"&lt;br /&gt;".. point 0."&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyah, you round down lah. 19 become 18 okay?"&lt;br /&gt;"Eh! i pass leh! i pass leh.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..so they have black-out regulations to prevent the bombers from finding the cities, not to save electricity!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You look there for what? germany is here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it all started with mrs koh mind you. cool teacher (:&lt;br /&gt;but shucks. hafta buck up for english. where the hell did my A2s go to?! COME BACK LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-8342046346357609829?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/8342046346357609829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=8342046346357609829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8342046346357609829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8342046346357609829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-feeling-damn-fish-nervous-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-1914173651636508124</id><published>2009-05-03T20:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:15:36.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel really really really guilty ):&lt;br /&gt;no matter how many times i apologise or whatsoever, i cant erase my guilt.&lt;br /&gt;damnit.&lt;br /&gt;its not that i dont wanna go, im just scared that my presence is not wanted.&lt;br /&gt;i know im thinking too much, but..i dont wanna face him alone.&lt;br /&gt;i scared i will cry my eyes out &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes it worse is that he doesn't even seems pissed or angry.&lt;br /&gt;which makes me feel even worse ): he should be angry!&lt;br /&gt;what kind of friend + cousin are you mann?&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. what will he be going through when im in sch? a life more tougher, that's confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;holy shit lah, this isnt making me feel better. i know i deserve this guilt though.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care, im gonna visit him next next week. i swear upon whatever possessions i have.&lt;br /&gt;lyn, you are a total sucker. period.&lt;br /&gt;shit shit shit.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i hate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;myself lah. im feeling damn upset now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-1914173651636508124?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/1914173651636508124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=1914173651636508124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1914173651636508124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1914173651636508124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-really-really-really-guilty-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-6950484173797782408</id><published>2009-05-02T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:38:03.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks ABIGAIL for teaching me maths over the phone, THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;teehee, spending your time on a dumb person like me is much appreciated, JIAYING oso :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels like a long time since i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;anw, revision is getting on pretty well, if i say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;science tomolo.&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna visit qinhan tomolo too! finally, but time limit. 1 hr ):&lt;br /&gt;gahhh, stupid MYEs.&lt;br /&gt;every time i use the comp / start to slack, i will feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;cos i will think of the softballers and wonder if they are mugging, which most prolly, they are.&lt;br /&gt;but i have HUITING to procrastinate!&lt;br /&gt;even so, must buck up alr. i dont want to F9 my way.&lt;br /&gt;ooh, i love plums. been eating them yesterday and today. healthy diet!&lt;br /&gt;ate..6 today :D damn nice kayy. go try!&lt;br /&gt;speaking of food, mommy bought a packet of chocs today. i persuaded her ^^V&lt;br /&gt;Tudor gold milk choco is so much better then cadbury. i swear upon chocos.&lt;br /&gt;teehee!&lt;br /&gt;and i finally bought my earsticks! finally :D&lt;br /&gt;been rereading the library books again and again, cant wait to return.&lt;br /&gt;i know the plots, the storyline, so it isnt bery interesting to read it over again.&lt;br /&gt;but i try to read it slower, understand what it means. it works i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;ToGetHer seems nice but rainie &amp;amp; jiro puts me off. i mean, you get what i mean, no offence.&lt;br /&gt;but i like the low IQ guy. ballet dance seems..inspiring when i see him do it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;my post seems random :&lt;br /&gt;end it off in a totally ramdomnized manner, i feel loved. correction, i AM loved &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought it all over, forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;but its so hard to forget. whatkind of phucking senior are you? phucking idiot.&lt;br /&gt;argh, cant stand the temptation. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;FUCK YOU BLOODY FUCKING ASSHOLE , FUCK YOU!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making the fonts smaller makes me feel less guilty.&lt;br /&gt;^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-6950484173797782408?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/6950484173797782408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=6950484173797782408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6950484173797782408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6950484173797782408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks-abigail-for-teaching-me-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-6272599743209740395</id><published>2009-04-30T20:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:21:32.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lotsa thing happened today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back my science paper today, and miraculously, i passed.&lt;br /&gt;and i do not feel pleased with myself. i got 10/20&lt;br /&gt;usually, if i passed a damn science test, i'll go high and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but careless mistake, cost me 2 damn marks :/&lt;br /&gt;slap me, can?&lt;br /&gt;english lesson was really entertaining, so was maths.&lt;br /&gt;oh, apparently, mr seow lied to us.&lt;br /&gt;we are so NOT the last class to start revising okay!&lt;br /&gt;thanks uh.&lt;br /&gt;so, many funny things happened (: at least, something to liven up my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Another word for check?"&lt;br /&gt;"Check is..checkmate!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stand up"&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?! what did i do? im doing nothing what!"&lt;br /&gt;"Precisely, you are doing nothing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is skill?"&lt;br /&gt;"Skillfullness"&lt;br /&gt;"You wanna get zero just say"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You wanna be lawyer arh?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, i wanna help him fight case"&lt;br /&gt;"Hahah! Confirm lose one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you go to any ceremony, you must be sedate"&lt;br /&gt;"Then i dont wanna go for ceremony alr loh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is there any other words? comeone! expand your vocab!"&lt;br /&gt;"We give up. got 50-50?"&lt;br /&gt;"Haiiyoh! okay, it starts with a 'S' "&lt;br /&gt;"Soak?"&lt;br /&gt;"Thats what is written on the board lah!"&lt;br /&gt;"Saturated?"&lt;br /&gt;"Correct"&lt;br /&gt;"WAHHH"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dont..dont be stupid!"&lt;br /&gt;"wahhh, mr seow, you got junior diciple alr!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, you guys think. Is zero an integer?"&lt;br /&gt;"What is an integer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"See! i save you leh!"&lt;br /&gt;"Save my lan lah!"&lt;br /&gt;"I bribe him $0.10 one okay!"&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, wait. what word was that?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah hor, the one start with 'L' one, then got 'AN' oso huh?"&lt;br /&gt;"Orh! i know! its lan! (land without the 'd') "&lt;br /&gt;"Save my lan? (pronounce as land but without 'D') "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just put the number in front what! they think we stupid arh teacher?"&lt;br /&gt;"Still got clue one leh!"&lt;br /&gt;"That one is i put one.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, why you turn behind?"&lt;br /&gt;"I just point to the door what.."&lt;br /&gt;"Point for?"&lt;br /&gt;"What? Got lan (land) shop there arh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr seow you very cute"&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, that sounds gay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i think the teachers are very amused by our class. and speechless.&lt;br /&gt;2K provides so much entertainment ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, serious matters now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first instinct when someone is speaking bad about your friend is to &lt;strong&gt;protect&lt;/strong&gt; your friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what do you do when you try to protect your friend? not tell her about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that is what i would do. &lt;strong&gt;friends, they are supposed to be there to protect you from all the harm out there, right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what is the result of a friend defending a good friend?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;broken relationships everywhere.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if this is the world im living in, what would it be when i grow up?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe, it isnt that bad, maybe its a blessing in disguise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i cant believe that you actually said it out. or was it slipped it out?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;accidently or on &lt;strong&gt;purpose&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why must you even do that, when you said you didnt really care?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why do you have to do this, to cause this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for &lt;strong&gt;your own purpose&lt;/strong&gt;? or was it the "basic instinct" ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to protect yourself? or to &lt;strong&gt;harm us&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to make relationships stronger? or to &lt;strong&gt;destroy the basic friendship&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so many questions, but is there a reasonable answer to them?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is an answer, but its deep in your heart. in my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so deep, its impossible to find out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when will this stop&lt;/strong&gt;? when will everything stop?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sick of this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, there are friends whom you can trust.&lt;br /&gt;but what are friends?&lt;br /&gt;1) ppl whom you can laugh like mad to&lt;br /&gt;2) ppl whom you can cry over anything to&lt;br /&gt;3) ppl whom you can talk to about anything and everything&lt;br /&gt;4) ppl whom you get angry with everytime but forget about it in the next second&lt;br /&gt;5) ppl whom you can be lame and stupid to, cos you know they will lame about and be stupid with you as well&lt;br /&gt;6) ppl whom you know are there for you, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as quoted from huiting : "&lt;em&gt;Serene taught me alot yesterday.This world is a very scary place. She's right about the part whereby if the softballers leave me one day, I'd have a mental breakdown and die.&lt;/em&gt;" &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; "&lt;em&gt;I really thank God for my team. I know that when I crumble and fall, I'll have people who will help me back on. Wtf will I do without them!True friends are those who you think about whenever you need a shoulder&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;friends are the world. softballers are the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, what would i do without you guys? what would i be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..bballers, im sure you guys did your best, best shot.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its a blessing in disguise. im sure you can do better in the nationals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-6272599743209740395?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/6272599743209740395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=6272599743209740395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6272599743209740395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6272599743209740395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/lotsa-thing-happened-today-i-got-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-5768300836619333069</id><published>2009-04-29T18:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:13:49.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]&lt;br /&gt;SEAN, STOP TRYING TO LIE TO ME KAY!&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT INSULT MY INTELLIGENCE :D&lt;br /&gt;IM SMART, ITS HUIJUN LAH DUMBO!&lt;br /&gt;[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;Home Ec. was pretty cool if you asked me.&lt;br /&gt;knew things that i never knew before. makes sense though.&lt;br /&gt;never thought that way actually. shows my innocence.&lt;br /&gt;FTI was boring. all that surveys and stuff etc.&lt;br /&gt;must we really do all that?&lt;br /&gt;kay, some funny stuff that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what is boardng sch arh?"&lt;br /&gt;"a place where you go bald!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh mozzie"&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT?! you oso call me that?!"&lt;br /&gt;"mr Seow has joined the club!"&lt;br /&gt;"its your name what, mok zi"&lt;br /&gt;"EH WALAO mr Seow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something made me feel..irritated.&lt;br /&gt;OPG walked pass me and she asked me what class was i in,&lt;br /&gt;"C or D ?"&lt;br /&gt;i said i was in 2K and her mouth went up in a grimance.&lt;br /&gt;how very biased.&lt;br /&gt;2K isnt the worst class. yup, we may be the worst the attitude etc.&lt;br /&gt;but we have a bond. thanks hor OPG, for letting me realise that AHS is totally biased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;after thinking stuff over and over again, i relised that actually, i cared.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if your blog post refered to me, i think it did.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna tell you that i still trust you, i am still able to relate to you as a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what happened, i still am who i am.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so hard to express myself.&lt;br /&gt;i still care. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you.&lt;br /&gt;are you better now? heard from your dad that you are still sick ):&lt;br /&gt;how long was it since you last sms-ed me? 24th&lt;br /&gt;walao, why you sick so long. sick until cannot sms me anymore?&lt;br /&gt;sucker ): no seriously, get well soon okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;cos i cant bring myself to sms you, yeah i know. am escaping from my feelings. but i dont even know how i feel know. life's so complicated ain't it? i promise i will take the initiative someday. but..not now.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;anyone wanna go to the beach and scream with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5768300836619333069?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/5768300836619333069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=5768300836619333069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5768300836619333069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5768300836619333069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/after-thinking-stuff-over-and-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-1919967743097577252</id><published>2009-04-29T15:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T15:38:50.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for once and for all, i dont think i did anything wrong.&lt;br /&gt;so, joel chong, whatever you wanna say on his blog, just say it okay?&lt;br /&gt;phuck you man!&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i can ever look into your phucking eyes without remembering what you tagged.&lt;br /&gt;i dont care if you were joking or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;im sick of this, im tired of this, im irritated&lt;br /&gt;i am fucking in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i am always fucking in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i am and will always be fucking in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NOT?&lt;br /&gt;whatever you wanna comment, go ahead lah, I FUCKING GIVE UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought you knew the truth, i thought you were my fucking friend.&lt;br /&gt;looks like the word TRUST aint fucking working for you, dude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-1919967743097577252?l=heart0brokennedd.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-8680991924471384863.post-2596905498590761210</id><published>2009-04-27T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:22:12.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was totally laughter-filled (:&lt;br /&gt;kept laughing at everything and anything softballers said, even though it wasnt funny :D&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE LAUGHING NOW.&lt;br /&gt;had to put plates for recess. i'll make sure it wont continue!&lt;br /&gt;zh thinks that im steading with sean :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO! explained everything to sean. anw, not to worry kayy, HUITING IZZ MINE.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, speaking of which, HUITING, MORE INITIATIVE LEHHHH&lt;br /&gt;laughed at radom stuff, which was kinda crazy but today was the laughing day for me :D&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;anw, dad fetched me home.&lt;br /&gt;told jokes to sister &amp;amp; my dad was there.&lt;br /&gt;lol, my dad's reaction was uber funny xD but you hafta be there to understand.&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;hurr hurr, the feeling of having dinner together as a family was awesome&lt;br /&gt;hadnt done that for eons.&lt;br /&gt;SWIN(sp) FLU latest HAWTTT topic :D&lt;br /&gt;discussed this over dinner. lol&lt;br /&gt;dad danced to the beat of jay chou's yang2 guang1 zai2 nan2&lt;br /&gt;DAMN HILARIOUS i swear !&lt;br /&gt;but dad can dance when he was young, just too bad i didnt inherit his genes D:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA, i love DANCE. serious :D&lt;br /&gt;am eating grapes now ^^V&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, im fond of everything and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont blame you if you dont understand my post.&lt;br /&gt;IM HAIRPEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-4701749251832636472</id><published>2009-04-25T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T22:25:36.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just smth to be happy about,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I REVISED ALL THE CHINESE WORDS FROM THE TEXTBOOK &amp;amp; READ HALF OF THE HISTORY TEXTBOOK !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tell me, for a slack person like me, i think its wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;of course, i used lotsa inner strength to even revise one page.&lt;br /&gt;*smirk*&lt;br /&gt;i think im wonderful. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HUITING, I THINK YOU ARE DAMN EX. LUHH..EVERYTIME SMS YOU NEED $$ ! TEEHEE! KIDDING :D ITS NOT SINGLESTIME FOR YOU, ITS YOU AND ME , AGAINST THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im loving the whole world suddenly, somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy again :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-4701749251832636472?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/4701749251832636472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=4701749251832636472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, thanks mommy (:&lt;br /&gt;i know i piss you off the edge lotsa times but thanks for everything that you did for me.&lt;br /&gt;you know the handphone strap you bought for me?&lt;br /&gt;it was the first time ever that you bought something that was..what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;lol, seems weird but i treasure it a lot and a lot.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for mending the monkey that dropped out for me.&lt;br /&gt;the first thing that you said was "its over there, on the floor. i changed it for you, go try"&lt;br /&gt;was damn touched you know. i dunno for what reason lah, just..touched.&lt;br /&gt;cos you are busy, tired and yet you still took time to change it for me.&lt;br /&gt;im the greatest trail to you, i know. but thanks for everything you did for me.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna make you proud, excel well in the academic &amp;amp; sports field.&lt;br /&gt;thanks mommy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ily a lot and a lot&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-2005323058956223236?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/2005323058956223236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=2005323058956223236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2005323058956223236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2005323058956223236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/blahs-dont-wanna-post-about-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-7872919281426733932</id><published>2009-04-23T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:31:22.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was boring.&lt;br /&gt;slept throughout English, only lifting my head up for an occasional glance or so.&lt;br /&gt;tried to run away from Mr Seow and kaiyuan tried to help but yitai sabo-ed me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks { one sarcastic the other genuine}.&lt;br /&gt;training was normal too. my fly-ball deproved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i dont mean anything but i agree with you, "bullied" is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall change it. thanks for bringing it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i start, i wanna clarify one thing just in case it gets out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have NEVER EVER commented on anyone's softball skills before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would appreciate it if you would you edit that part of your post.&lt;br /&gt;i repeat, please don't put words that i have never ever said before, into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;you demand respect, i give you. you demand apology, i give you.&lt;br /&gt;don't take things too far.&lt;br /&gt;DONT TRY TO TAKE THINGS TOO FAR WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, so i removed that scentence cos no other word will fit into it ._.&lt;br /&gt;kay, i think i gotta go MIA a little while though.&lt;br /&gt;i failed my chinese test. but not biggie. 3/4 of the class failed.&lt;br /&gt;6-7 ppl passed, so haahaha.&lt;br /&gt;even so, must mug alr.&lt;br /&gt;CHIONG !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-7872919281426733932?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/7872919281426733932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=7872919281426733932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7872919281426733932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7872919281426733932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-was-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-2226366136654589027</id><published>2009-04-22T18:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:45:40.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before i start, i wanna clarify one thing just in case it gets out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have NEVER EVER commented on anyone's softball skills before.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would appreciate it if you would you edit your post.&lt;br /&gt;i repeat, please don't put words that i have never ever said before, into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;you demand respect, i give you. you demand apology, i give you.don't take things too far.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, if you think from this incident, that i can be bullied, think again.&lt;br /&gt;DONT TRY TO TAKE THINGS TOO FAR WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HUITING, GET WELL SOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna see you in sch by friday. our dinch-ing rmb? whats dinch-ing without you D: rawrrr, you made us bloody worried but its okay, cos you will pay for our dinch :D yay! kay, so just get well soon, hear you snore! :D &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go training in the end, cos there were only me huijun &amp;amp; sean, very ._.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to buy sweets, then later change our mind but very paiseh to ask for $$ back.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i went first. hurr hurr&lt;br /&gt;went to get fried chicken. unhealthy i know, but you know you hafta give in to occasional cravings.&lt;br /&gt;talked a lot and a lot, those kinda talks that makes you forget all the troubles in the world.&lt;br /&gt;those talks that makes you..well, that makes you, YOU.&lt;br /&gt;you get what i mean (:&lt;br /&gt;heard from sam that i kena a green form alr. wtfreak.&lt;br /&gt;talked about being nerdified and stuff, how to "redeem" ourselves by being nerds and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;those toot looks + high socks + ultra long skirts + white white uni &amp;amp; shoes + weird way of running + sit up straight during class &amp;amp; puts hand on table + not laughing when jokes are told = eons of laughing going on and on.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think they will work. nice thought all the same.&lt;br /&gt;laughed ourselves silly over sean's story of her brother.&lt;br /&gt;really, its hilarious :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;observe me, see the diff when im with the softballers and when im in 2K.&lt;br /&gt;and you will get the answer to your question.&lt;br /&gt;i know that my friends are there for me so i cant possibly forget about them.&lt;br /&gt;i have to be there for them too. unless if you tell me that there is a clone sean/huijun/jinghui/peishan/huiting/kinberlee or whosoever, i'll never leave them.&lt;br /&gt;actually, even if there are "them" clones, i wont leave my softballers.&lt;br /&gt;rmb? never settle for second best when you have something first-hand waiting for you&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay team-bag! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-2226366136654589027?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/2226366136654589027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=2226366136654589027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2226366136654589027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2226366136654589027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/before-i-start-i-wanna-clarify-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-2693688108411754451</id><published>2009-04-21T20:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T20:54:50.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something happened today that made me wanna punch that teacher.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, bloody hell, so many teachers walked past us and none of them mentioned anything.&lt;br /&gt;but you just had to. yup, you had to be that busybody with ultra uneven teeth&lt;br /&gt;how very you, i bet the one thing you love to do is to stir up trouble for students.&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to you, how perfect.&lt;br /&gt;well, even so, had to thank God that she handed the case over to csj.&lt;br /&gt;something to be grateful of, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;and, im sorry Sean. we'll repay you. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch was unreasonably boring today.&lt;br /&gt;and the thought of the softballers going off to be Road Marshal without me didn't make me feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, it made me feel worse cos if i hadn't fell ill, well, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;forget it, im not gonna cry over spilt milk. makes no diff anyway :/&lt;br /&gt;something funny happened in maths though.&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about being having cuts ; &lt;s&gt;i dunno why did we started on this topic though.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started with us learning how to draw graphs then 3/4 of the 1E'08 peeps totally forgot how to do so. guanwen started asking why did teachers even wanted to become teachers in the first place and Mr Seow said that he used to be a chemical engineer but he wanted to try something different.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"later you kena your skin then, then how? i know! you become spider man!"&lt;br /&gt;"no, incredible hulk!"&lt;br /&gt;"POWER PUFF GIRL"&lt;br /&gt;"eh, sometimes i wonder is you all IQ too low or what leh, everytime must also give stupid ideas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we all started laughing like mad cos imagine Mr seow as a power puff girl.&lt;br /&gt;and after we heard his retort, we laughed even more.&lt;br /&gt;cos that was what he said every time when he has nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;being 2K'09, the guys tongues wont get lost for sure, so they fired back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"heh, is we too smart then cos too smart so become stupid lah!"&lt;br /&gt;"no, is we too stupid alr that's why we are in 2K!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr seow just ._. there, mann, its cool having a teacher like him.&lt;br /&gt;no, serious. he can communicate with us much easily then other sub. teachers.&lt;br /&gt;okay, ignore that. i think we interact with other teachers well enough too but Mr seow we interact the most.&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;apparently, before he marries {he alr got a gf} he wants to go off for further studies so he will leave AHS. most prolly next year.&lt;br /&gt;see, we know details like this :D oh, and we also know that now he is erasing football off his mind.&lt;br /&gt;its car racing now.&lt;br /&gt;oh, btw, 2K has been black-listed for our cleaniness + noise lvl + attitude.&lt;br /&gt;wtv, nice one going CML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Kai ge scolded us + 2F during CD.&lt;br /&gt;i prefer him laughing and joking with us. more..brotherly.&lt;br /&gt;so we were talking about BGR and there was this question but i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;eugene's answer made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Dating is when you have sex, courtship is when you..uhm try to have sex. but you fail"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny much?&lt;br /&gt;the guys were pasting stickers all over each other, zifeng suffering the most.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i saw, there was a sticker on zifeng's bottom.&lt;br /&gt;oh, not going Students Camp anymore.&lt;br /&gt;stayed in sch with softballers then went to 2D.&lt;br /&gt;talked with abi + jiaying + sheryl + jos.&lt;br /&gt;dad fetched me back, homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, thats all for now i guess.&lt;br /&gt;off to mug for science now.&lt;br /&gt;a little too late i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;{i vaguely remember someone ask me why couldnt i interact more in class at the beggining of the year. i know why now}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-2714171520149942774</id><published>2009-04-20T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:28:21.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU YOU BLOODY ASS&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-2714171520149942774?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/2714171520149942774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=2714171520149942774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2714171520149942774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2714171520149942774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/fuck-you-you-bloody-ass-teehee.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-8682005334438818609</id><published>2009-04-20T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:55:32.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shld i go tomolo?&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go but i dont wanna go at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;there's sci test and i wanna revise&lt;br /&gt;im not fully well yet&lt;br /&gt;but i wanna go!&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;toss a coin&lt;/em&gt;? hah kim, bet you will love that (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-8682005334438818609?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/8682005334438818609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=8682005334438818609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8682005334438818609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8682005334438818609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/shld-i-go-tomolo-i-wanna-go-but-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-233416489473757238</id><published>2009-04-20T15:06:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:03:46.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edited]&lt;br /&gt;either way, i've apologised (informal one lah) (:&lt;br /&gt;i hope it stops :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;[/edited]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;apparently, im hated by __ &amp;amp; just about the rest of the guys. (thats what __ says mah)&lt;br /&gt;makes no diff to me, since i dont talk to them at all. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;but get this clear, &lt;/s&gt;i didnt insult anyone's skills, not a single bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;go read all the old tags lah, &lt;/s&gt;i where got insult ppl's softball skills? o.o&lt;br /&gt;how can anyhow put words into my mouth one ._.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;how hilarious. serious. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept wanting to sleep during class &gt;&lt;&gt;then the rest i all forgot. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered some!&lt;br /&gt;music wasn't good, cos i had my heart elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;English was very draggy, kinda..unexpected cos i enjoy English class the most. usually.&lt;br /&gt;got back my NewsReport test. uhm..not what i expected, must improve on it.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, Dr Boon &amp;amp; CML came to inspect our class cleanliness.&lt;br /&gt;it improved, a little.&lt;br /&gt;better then none :D&lt;br /&gt;almost kena caught, heng never. (using phone)&lt;br /&gt;then Mr Siao held us back for damn long time.&lt;br /&gt;talks on the China trip etc. mixed feelings about it though.&lt;br /&gt;lol, had a talk with Sean + huijun + jinghui.&lt;br /&gt;thanks ah (:&lt;br /&gt;i know what to do now, TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;shall end here, am damn tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-233416489473757238?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/233416489473757238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=233416489473757238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/233416489473757238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/233416489473757238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/apparently-im-hated-by-just-about-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-5914048059510834741</id><published>2009-04-19T18:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:16:30.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;IT HURTS. IT FUCKING HURTS LIKE NO MOTHER. I THOUGHT SOFTBALLERS HAVE THE STRONGEST BOND AMONG ALL CCA. BUT I WAS WRONG. MOTHER FUCKING WRONG. WHATS THE COST OF ME DEFENDING MY FRIEND AND IN THE END TOLD BY A FELLOW SOFTBALLER TO FUCK OFF? NO, YOU FUCK OFF! WHY DID YOU EVEN TELL ME TO FUCK OFF IN THE FIRST PLACE? COS I DEFENDED SEAN UNTIL IT LEFT YOU SPEECHLESS? OR COS YOU HAVE NOTHING TO SAY ANYMORE? ITS A FREE WORLD, EVERYONE IS ENTITLED TO A PERSONAL OPINION. WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME TO FUCKING FUCK OFF? MY MOTHER ARH? YOU DEFEND YOUR GOOD FRIEND AT THE COST OF OURS. FUCK IT MAN. I DONT BLOODY FUCKING CARE. WHAT? YOU MEAN ONLY YOU CAN COMMENT? OTHER PPL COMMENT MUST FUCK OFF LAH? NO SENSE. BLOODY FUCKING HELL. TRUE COLOURS, I KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS ANYMORE. THE WONDERS OF WHAT A FUCKING BLOG CAN DO RIGHT? BLOODY HELL. FUCK OFF. YOU KNOW WHO IM REFERING. ITS YOU ALRIGHT. &lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;im not stooping to a level as low as yours, ever. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;but one thing, you have no right to tell me to fuck off. you aint my mother, not my whosoever. so shut the fuck up, please. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I THOUGHT SOFTBALLERS WERE THE BEST MATES YOU CAN COUNT ON, BOYS AND GIRLS.&lt;br /&gt;YOU PROVED ME WRONG, YOU LEAVE ME SPEECHLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;IM TIRED OF IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IM TIRED OF IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM TIRED OF IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM TIRED OF IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM TIRED OF IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5914048059510834741?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/5914048059510834741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=5914048059510834741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5914048059510834741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5914048059510834741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-1626377329577739325</id><published>2009-04-19T11:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T11:32:19.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before i start, ripped this from huiting's blog &lt;3. makes 101% perfect sense :&lt;br /&gt;Sean you make a perfect captain, and only we, sec2 girls can decide whether you are good or not cuz we are the ones who know you best &amp;amp; watched you improve drastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why should you let others define your worth?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people may be better than us at some things, but they dont have the friendship that WE have. I will never exchange you gusy for anything in the world.&lt;br /&gt;God created you &lt;em&gt;special.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just know that the 8 of us will stand by you irregardless of whatever happens.&lt;br /&gt;We love you the way you are Captain :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was bad, very bad.&lt;br /&gt;lost my voice, like a gah-gah.&lt;br /&gt;went to see the doc and the whole time i was waiting, i was shivering my head off ._.&lt;br /&gt;the fan was on, full blast. thank god i had the sense to bring down my jacket.&lt;br /&gt;the doc was really nice :D he is old but damn experienced kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i might have a lump or some kinda tumour though. sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate the medicine he gave me, made me feel very whoozy.&lt;br /&gt;slept my whole way through. woke up and sms-ed huiting.&lt;br /&gt;regained 1/8 of my voice.&lt;br /&gt;see! not experienced then what? but his medicine are meant for you to sleep your way throughso yea, you can roughly guess what i did&lt;br /&gt;slept, wake up, eat, slept, wake up.&lt;br /&gt;teehee!&lt;br /&gt;received a msg from sean. seriously, making a mountain outta molehill &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, i dont care, after exams, must go watch at least one movie with them!&lt;br /&gt;argh, cant stand it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a whole load of bees flying in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;like in the middle of blockes liddat.&lt;br /&gt;damn D: + kinda scary.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, damn xiian now. needa sleep alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really hope the thing stops.&lt;br /&gt;seriously D:&lt;br /&gt;those stuff that i tagged, its gonna be the last.&lt;br /&gt;for the others, im gonna master the art of daoism :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-1626377329577739325?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/1626377329577739325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=1626377329577739325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1626377329577739325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1626377329577739325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-was-bad-very-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-2210080431929413782</id><published>2009-04-17T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:33:23.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>38.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i fucking wanna vomit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck. have never felt this bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;panadol only helps for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck. wanna sleep oso cannot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kept drifting in and out of dreamland + relality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;like in the middle of nowhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck. wanna vomit oso cannot vomit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cant force the damn thing out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck it lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sneeze like no tomolo, kns. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-2210080431929413782?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/2210080431929413782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=2210080431929413782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2210080431929413782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2210080431929413782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/38.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-1241515444536573804</id><published>2009-04-17T10:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:22:05.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM SICK&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY:&lt;br /&gt;english was really funny.&lt;br /&gt;cos christine kept complaining and etc.&lt;br /&gt;mrs koh scolded her instead of us &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, she is my idol seh.&lt;br /&gt;the guys kept dixiiaoing her like mad.&lt;br /&gt;then when mrs koh asked for the time, kaiyuan's answer was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what time issit?"&lt;br /&gt;"tiger's time~"&lt;br /&gt;"the tiger will scratch your face then you know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" 'cher, have glue not?"&lt;br /&gt;"not fair! why joel can have glue i dont have? not fair!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"taiwan is not part of china.."&lt;br /&gt;"NOT FAIR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept ROFL-ing like mad.&lt;br /&gt;sneaked out during science class. mr ong didn't come so miss key came instead.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i think having miss key as a teacher is a advantage actually.&lt;br /&gt;she is ultra blur :x&lt;br /&gt;yup, so met Sean + huijun. hahahaha, damn funny xD&lt;br /&gt;jiaying is very very very bian4 tai4 okay!&lt;br /&gt;went to huiting's class during recess {2H}&lt;br /&gt;i used to think that their class is really creepy, regardless of what huiting says luhh.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;but after i went inside, its okay lah, not bad actually.&lt;br /&gt;the way they blast music is whoa.&lt;br /&gt;how come we don't have that in 2k? D:&lt;br /&gt;and thanks Chengxi for giving me back my set of pencils + marker.&lt;br /&gt;gee, if it wasnt for him, i didn't even know that i left it in 2h(ex 2k class)&lt;br /&gt;tested huiting for chinese vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;lol, i was really blurred and read out the Chinese words instead of the English meaning xD&lt;br /&gt;occasionally only lah.&lt;br /&gt;fish&amp;amp;chips. the Chinese test is ultra tough kayy.&lt;br /&gt;no helping words etc. how am i supposed to survive?&lt;br /&gt;wanted to cheat actually, but in the end, my conscience took over, so i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;cos i feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;during maths lesson, yitai asked mr siao something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if my parents forget to come for PTC leh?"&lt;br /&gt;"that proves how much you mean to your parents loh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao~&lt;br /&gt;after sch, went for photo-taking. FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;haha, mr lim is damn blur.&lt;br /&gt;keep forgetting to open the lense -_-&lt;br /&gt;had picnic in the middle of the field.&lt;br /&gt;mr lim actually said that the field is out of bounds cos we wanted to have a picnic!&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;so kind.&lt;br /&gt;but the guys didnt give a damn as usual.&lt;br /&gt;they kept scaring us by throwing low balls.&lt;br /&gt;but sean, huijun &amp;amp; i were rather safe, thank God (:&lt;br /&gt;huiting &amp;amp; sam went to the value-dollar shop to buy food.&lt;br /&gt;$14.50 ._.&lt;br /&gt;desmond went to take away another bottle of coke, pouring it into his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;then khonseng actually went to drink it, lip to bottle.&lt;br /&gt;when desmond told him that we drank it lip to bottle as well, he spat everything out.&lt;br /&gt;but it didnt scare him still, cos he went for second-helping.&lt;br /&gt;went with sean and huijun to the toilet, bringing along the bottle of coke with us.&lt;br /&gt;had a burping session and as usual, i was the failure. gahh..&lt;br /&gt;had a great time laughing with both of them (:&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna throw a perfect coming down, and im working on it.&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;left early cos i didnt felt well.&lt;br /&gt;walked past the guys and heard them discussing about despo softballers.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;dad fetched me home and when i reached home, i was alr running a tempreture.&lt;br /&gt;took panadol then slept.&lt;br /&gt;felt better, then spent my time sms-ing sean and huiting.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;yup, i ponned sch.&lt;br /&gt;was running a damn high fever, 38.3.&lt;br /&gt;damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;ate panadol again :(&lt;br /&gt;but felt better, so i suppose it helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out tomolo to watch 17 again.&lt;br /&gt;been ages since i watched a movie.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-1241515444536573804?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/1241515444536573804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=1241515444536573804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1241515444536573804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1241515444536573804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sick-d-yesterday-english-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-4285611743123918581</id><published>2009-04-15T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:39:28.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrate it with joel yeah? haha, kidding (:&lt;br /&gt;dont tyco anymore! aye Captain :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiaying and abi gave sean a present.&lt;br /&gt;they wrapped it up with super duper ultra lotsa newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;wth?! lol, the packaging was damn big.&lt;br /&gt;you know what came out?&lt;br /&gt;a pack of naturo poker cards.&lt;br /&gt;but it was cute :D not naruto! the way they wrap it i mean.&lt;br /&gt;the skit that we did during FTI was ._.&lt;br /&gt;couldn't control my laughter and i blushed.&lt;br /&gt;damn red and my face felt ultra hot.&lt;br /&gt;kept hiding my face in my had and the guys said i was playing "Peek-A-Boo"&lt;br /&gt;upon hearing that, i hid my face again.&lt;br /&gt;i think it was quite okay, apart from me. :D&lt;br /&gt;lost my temper again.&lt;br /&gt;im starting to regret it now.&lt;br /&gt;should have said exactly what dad taught me.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, shall do that next time.&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully, there will not be a next time.&lt;br /&gt;thanks rehesa + Denise + Joelynn (:&lt;br /&gt;lurrvee rehesa's reply back to ____.&lt;br /&gt;mann, you rock. big time.&lt;br /&gt;went to 2D.&lt;br /&gt;left with huiting.&lt;br /&gt;huijun caught up with us later on.&lt;br /&gt;when i reached the interchange, huiting was talking about EZ-link cards.&lt;br /&gt;i reached for my wallet, and it wasnt there.&lt;br /&gt;started panicing like no tomolo.&lt;br /&gt;called everybody that that i knew in 2D but noone saw it.&lt;br /&gt;rushed up the hill with huiting.&lt;br /&gt;you know where it was?&lt;br /&gt;at ryan's table.&lt;br /&gt;wtfreak?!&lt;br /&gt;is either he see the wallet bochap or he never notice it at all.&lt;br /&gt;please lah, exercise more curiousity can? :O&lt;br /&gt;thanks abigail + huijun + huiting + gloria + rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;lol, esp huiting. thanks for walking up the hill all over again, praying for me.&lt;br /&gt;i agree, God works miracles :D&lt;br /&gt;and thanks abigail &amp;amp; huijun for sms-ing me and asking if i got back my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;thanks rabbit for helping me pass on the message but im not hongjie -_-&lt;br /&gt;oh, saw celeste on the way at the interchange!&lt;br /&gt;she smiled at us but i was too busy sms-ing.&lt;br /&gt;felt uber guilty so i sms-ed her back apologising and all that.&lt;br /&gt;she is a damn good senior (:&lt;br /&gt;homed.&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to be mugging now but oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;photo-taking + "picnic" tomolo! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-4285611743123918581?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/4285611743123918581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=4285611743123918581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4285611743123918581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4285611743123918581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-sean-celebrate-it-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-6792715780035046904</id><published>2009-04-14T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:16:55.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my nose is suffering from severe sunburn ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoy being on the first floor cos i don't hafta rush up so early etc.&lt;br /&gt;plus its the closest to the canteen which means plenty of distraction.&lt;br /&gt;but the good thing is, the teachers get distracted with us as well :D&lt;br /&gt;softballers are really scandalous.&lt;br /&gt;now, the whole world is talking about pohyi&amp;amp;weihong , Sean&amp;amp;Joel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"huh..i don't want Sean so IP leh.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the dumb excuse which he so &lt;em&gt;innocently&lt;/em&gt; gave was that if Sean goes, he cant copy answers anymore.&lt;br /&gt;yup, like we believe him.&lt;br /&gt;good entertainment during recess.&lt;br /&gt;oh, apparently zing was discharged while we were still in sch.&lt;br /&gt;so there goes our "lets go visit zing" plan.&lt;br /&gt;get well soon!&lt;br /&gt;had to do a survey thing during SEL.&lt;br /&gt;about Chinese and science teachers.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what i put, but certainly nothing nice about WCK.&lt;br /&gt;her teaching methods are disastrous. go ask anyone in HCL.&lt;br /&gt;Joelynn is ultra interested with huizhen's cast.&lt;br /&gt;the "99-guy" thing is over :O&lt;br /&gt;it provided a distraction for everyone. thank me! {inside thingy}&lt;br /&gt;after sch, went for training.&lt;br /&gt;me + Sean +jinghui + peishan + huiting + Gloria.&lt;br /&gt;khoonseng + yixuan + hongjie + Desmond trained as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lurrvvee non-official trainings &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me + sean + jinghui + peishan did the line thing again, which was cool.&lt;br /&gt;cos me and sean kept gossiping about one of the girls who acted in a show.&lt;br /&gt;she is damn fugly in real life and has lotsa pimples.&lt;br /&gt;that's what sean says anyway.&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went inside the diamond.&lt;br /&gt;the guys suggested match but it didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;rested and there was a burping competition.&lt;br /&gt;i must really master the art of burping with noise.&lt;br /&gt;all my burps are silent D:&lt;br /&gt;something reaally funny happened.&lt;br /&gt;hongjie climbed up the ISH and didnt dare to climb down.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, that was what desmond said anyway.&lt;br /&gt;damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hongjie, i know you can climb down right, just that you want your &lt;em&gt;prince charming&lt;/em&gt; to save you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, that sight was just to funny for real.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for providing the entertainment :D&lt;br /&gt;played "pepsi cola" with sean.&lt;br /&gt;damn fun, brought back all the childhood memories.&lt;br /&gt;naturally, I WON.&lt;br /&gt;*moment of pride*&lt;br /&gt;then played hide&amp;amp;seek.&lt;br /&gt;jinghui and i knew where sean was hiding but i still got a shock.&lt;br /&gt;not fair :/&lt;br /&gt;peishan was really dumb. HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;searched the whole school for gloria and huiting but couldn't find them.&lt;br /&gt;turned out that they were at the street soccer court all the while.&lt;br /&gt;walao + LOL&lt;br /&gt;finally, there was a pretend match.&lt;br /&gt;gloria pitched, i catch.&lt;br /&gt;i love coming-down.&lt;br /&gt;but according to&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; oh-so-marvellous&lt;/span&gt; joshua, the way i throw coming down, its impossible to get anyone out.&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot huh.&lt;br /&gt;sean&amp;amp;yixuan were the main runners.&lt;br /&gt;gloria got tired after a while then khoonseng pitched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i don't wanna pitch lah, later too fast she cannot reach."&lt;br /&gt;"-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a awesome time catching but i need to improve on it.&lt;br /&gt;and my throw lah, i know T.T&lt;br /&gt;but my throw improved lot, that's what gloria said anyway.&lt;br /&gt;thanks!&lt;br /&gt;swapped with yixuan later on, played first-base.&lt;br /&gt;asked gloria for time and sean didn't want me to know cos she knows i hafta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tell her its still early!"&lt;br /&gt;"its 1 o'clock"&lt;br /&gt;"haha, very funny. whats the time lah?!"&lt;br /&gt;"actually, its 3."&lt;br /&gt;"-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hand-signalled with sean.&lt;br /&gt;we finally mastered the art of hand-signalling!&lt;br /&gt;khoonseng was watching with an air of amusement(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wahhh, not bad leh, know how to hand-signal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyty, its not bad knowing another skill or two.&lt;br /&gt;ok, so what we hand-signalled was : i call, you come take over me.&lt;br /&gt;not bad hor :D&lt;br /&gt;my phone was spammed with messages &amp;amp; calls.&lt;br /&gt;while i was walking towards dad's car, i felt someone following me.&lt;br /&gt;i think i know who it was but still, i dont wanna turn around.&lt;br /&gt;now that i think of it, it seems kinda dumb.&lt;br /&gt;made dad and sister wait for 15 mins co i never hear my hp ring.&lt;br /&gt;sorry!&lt;br /&gt;homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i kee repeating this and some of you are getting tired of it now,but..&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY LOVE SOFTBALL!&lt;br /&gt;its like everytime after i go to trainings, i will fall in love with it summore.&lt;br /&gt;espically non-official trainings. woah.&lt;br /&gt;its something more then a simple obsession :O&lt;br /&gt;no matter how some ppl discrimate softball, its still th best sport in the world.&lt;br /&gt;for my world anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and sean's.&lt;br /&gt;and huiting's&lt;br /&gt;and huijun's&lt;br /&gt;and kim's&lt;br /&gt;and jinghui's&lt;br /&gt;and peishan's&lt;br /&gt;and gloria's&lt;br /&gt;and sam's&lt;br /&gt;fine, THE WHOLE SOFTBALL TEAM&lt;br /&gt;love &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS THY BOMB (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt; (infinity)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-6792715780035046904?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/6792715780035046904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=6792715780035046904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6792715780035046904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6792715780035046904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-nose-is-suffering-from-severe.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-6111417753098358255</id><published>2009-04-13T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:41:00.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONGRATS GUYS ON WINNING ACS(i) ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel ; rabbit is super duper irritating -_-&lt;br /&gt;the first thing he did to me when i went into 2D was to whack me with his tie.&lt;br /&gt;haha, but i got my revenge in the end (: my glove is ever so useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean's dad fetched us to ACS(i) , thanks a lot and a lot!&lt;br /&gt;jinghui's hp is weird :O&lt;br /&gt;anyway, when we reached there, we thought the guys haven't arrived yet.&lt;br /&gt;turned out that there were two fields and we were looking at the wrong one.&lt;br /&gt;wahhh, carpet grass summore.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;ACS(i) was leading for the first two innings but we gradually caught up :D&lt;br /&gt;haha, khoonseng caught an awesome fly ball.&lt;br /&gt;his reaction was.. superb!&lt;br /&gt;was jumping up and down + screaming when i saw that.&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou-ed for every AHS player that came to bat, team spirit!&lt;br /&gt;i saw #15! but that #15 very kpkb -_-&lt;br /&gt;i think im better :D&lt;br /&gt;jaedon's pitching is not bad, i think surpass my standard alr. JYJY!&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the game, zing called for time.&lt;br /&gt;turned out that he dislocated his wrist D:&lt;br /&gt;fish&amp;amp;chips lahh, he doesn't deserve the pain or anything thing.&lt;br /&gt;coach naven went to the hospital with him.&lt;br /&gt;when i saw zing, his face was all screwed up, like wanna cry but don't dare.&lt;br /&gt;D: very xin1 tong4&lt;br /&gt;get well soon zing! (:&lt;br /&gt;in the forth inning, we were leading by 1 point.&lt;br /&gt;then we managed to keep it that way.&lt;br /&gt;they won by 2 points! YAY! ^^V&lt;br /&gt;having sore throat the next day is gonna be worth it. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;and i wouldn't mind being a guy ya know.&lt;br /&gt;the facilities in ACS(i) are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;canteen got aircon, toilet so clean.&lt;br /&gt;haha, maybe is cos no girls used it.&lt;br /&gt;whooo, damn happy :DD&lt;br /&gt;i know saying this makes me sound bimbotic &amp;amp; bitchy but..&lt;br /&gt;the guys in ACS(i) are ultra super duper hawt :D&lt;br /&gt;now i know what the seniors meant when they say our schl no shuai4 ge1 .&lt;br /&gt;true. but even so, no hawt guys, got team spirit!&lt;br /&gt;thats what matters most!&lt;br /&gt;the bus was damn noisy, then towards the end, lotsa jokes were cracked xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Heavenly Father , "&lt;br /&gt;"I love you . "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just say thank you then clap lah! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohhhhh~ ( khoonseng / huiting )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Faster! now its time to express your love!"&lt;br /&gt;"Go look at your hairy mole lah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The mole is my leg, the hair is the sperm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For closing prayer we just say Amen then can liao."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;i really really really LOVE this team a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Softball C'Div 09 boys + girls , we are the BOMB &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we are kinda bonded, communicate through actions, yo (:&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dunno what i will do if there is no softball in my life.&lt;br /&gt;softball + C'Div 09 + Clique + Family = &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant imagine my life without them :)&lt;br /&gt;shall close off with a inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Hey! So do you wanna go watch the match? Tell us if you wanna go. Do you wanna take a taxi or drive a bus or walk there yourself? If you wanna take a taxi, you can share cost with us. If you wanna take a bus, you have to pay for yourself. So? " &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;thy bomb (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-6111417753098358255?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/6111417753098358255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=6111417753098358255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6111417753098358255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/6111417753098358255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/congrats-guys-on-winning-acsi-d-joel.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-6117452383978721116</id><published>2009-04-12T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T18:08:26.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fifth post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, as you can see, im trying to rush out all my post before i really go MIA.&lt;br /&gt;updated on everything that i can think of. that is, to sum it up, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;im going to be optimistic from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;you can think of a hundred and one things that makes you unhappy. but when you actually find something that puts you on cloud nine, everything is going on fine. so why do you even bother to think of those unhappy stuff &lt;/em&gt;uh you gundu? :))))) wake up. &lt;em&gt;no matter how tough things are going to be, you know that at least you have friends and your family&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;to keep you going&lt;/em&gt;. see, that is better then nothing. is your mood better now? ;D" {&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that makes a whole lot of sense to me (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot and a lot and a lot  &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;{♥}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-6117452383978721116?l=heart0brokennedd.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-8680991924471384863.post-2167272029942610986</id><published>2009-04-12T17:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:56:16.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fourth post :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i updated the wishlist.&lt;br /&gt;mind you, they are all realistic.&lt;br /&gt;something that can be achieved through motivation + hard work.&lt;br /&gt;as for those materialistic ones, im coming to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-2167272029942610986?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/2167272029942610986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=2167272029942610986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2167272029942610986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2167272029942610986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/fourth-post-i-updated-wishlist.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-4262312190347382108</id><published>2009-04-12T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:33:41.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>third post :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw something that made me smile &amp;amp; it kinda took my headache away (:&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, he must be really really happy now.&lt;br /&gt;haha, i must be thinking too much last time.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if ___ is his gf.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think he frequents my blog but im not gonna take any chances.&lt;br /&gt;if ___ really is his gf, wish them all the best :D&lt;br /&gt;last long yeah?&lt;br /&gt;you guys must be thinking that im crazy.&lt;br /&gt;why would i wish someone that i was on veryveryvery good term with, to be happy with some other girl?&lt;br /&gt;haha, thats life i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;if it makes him happy to be with her, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;at least, we shared happy memories before :D&lt;br /&gt;so those memories shall be treasured.&lt;br /&gt;to think i actually couldnt put him down &amp;amp; get on with my life.&lt;br /&gt;something has changed in him, and me.&lt;br /&gt;thats what i think anyway.&lt;br /&gt;when i was surfing his fb, something surged through me.&lt;br /&gt;something like relief + release?&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs* i thought i would be sad, but it turned out that i was glad, for him.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno about him and ___ but i think there is a very high possiblity of them being together.&lt;br /&gt;both share the common hobby etc.&lt;br /&gt;i think they really match&lt;br /&gt;so good luck and last long :)&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-4262312190347382108?l=heart0brokennedd.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-8680991924471384863.post-7774243154803455634</id><published>2009-04-12T12:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:29:43.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think, i might, i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MIA-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really need time to sort out my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;so, till the end of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; worry, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; still post, occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt; change my mind, who knows. life's unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ttfn&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;piang eh..&lt;br /&gt;my head damn pain ._.&lt;br /&gt;stupid headache.&lt;br /&gt;not sure if im going to schl tomolo. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit/]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-7774243154803455634?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/7774243154803455634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=7774243154803455634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7774243154803455634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7774243154803455634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-i-might-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-5572666692268133602</id><published>2009-04-12T10:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T16:36:43.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im supposed to appreciate what i have, but i dont.&lt;br /&gt;so now im feeling all guilty.&lt;br /&gt;cos i have what i thought i want but im not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, cos every time i say "when ahgong is well.."&lt;br /&gt;but i know he aint gonna get well. i see my mother's eye and i kinda wished i never said anything.&lt;br /&gt;"when ahgong is well, i wanna redecorate the room."&lt;br /&gt;"when ahgong is well, i wanna bring back the electric organ"&lt;br /&gt;"when ahgong is well, i wanna room to be the study room."&lt;br /&gt;when, that isnt ever gonna come true.&lt;br /&gt;mommy's getting ever so tired and exhausted, and im giving her more trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i know the reason why i dont feel like going home early.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna escape from the reality. but i cant.&lt;br /&gt;i go out, and i feel guilty all over again.&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to help my sister in her work, but i dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister is being a total fucking idiot.&lt;br /&gt;she dont wanna do her work, just wanna slack.&lt;br /&gt;its her PSLE this year but she doesnt even fucking care.&lt;br /&gt;i try to teach her but she dooesnt wanna listen.&lt;br /&gt;forget it. its her results, not mine. so why should i care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos im her sister. cos i want her to do well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, when i hear other ppl grumbling about how tough their life is, i feel like killing them.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna tell them, "you think your life is tough? you think falling out of love/ parents going overseas/ getting cold shoulder from your friends is tough?"&lt;br /&gt;cos they dont know whats tough.&lt;br /&gt;they dont know what it feels like to have a grandfather who has stroke to live in your house.&lt;br /&gt;they dont know what it feels like to watch your mother fade away with exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;they dont know what it feels like to watch your mother coming home and say that she has a tumour that came back again.&lt;br /&gt;they dont know what it feels like to watch your mother eat medicine every single day cos she doesnt wanna waste money on operations.&lt;br /&gt;they dont know what it feels like to watch your father feeling upset cos he cant give us a good life.&lt;br /&gt;they dont know what it feels like to watch your father doing 2 jobs at a go.&lt;br /&gt;they dont know what it feels like to watch your father trying to cheer you up.&lt;br /&gt;they dont know what it feels like to watch your sister wasting her education away.&lt;br /&gt;they dont know what it feels like to hear that your aunty has succumbed to stroke.&lt;br /&gt;they dont know what it feels like to hear that your cousin has to go through another operation.&lt;br /&gt;they dont know what it feels like to hear your parents going hush-hush and know that another bad thing has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos you dont know how i feel when i hear ppl complaining about their life when mine is worse.&lt;br /&gt;cos you dont know how i feel when i can finally give that good result slip to my parents and watch their face light out with a smile that is almost disappearing day by day.&lt;br /&gt;cos you dont know how i feel when i hear that the bills has gone up again.&lt;br /&gt;cos you dont know how i feel when i thought everything is going to be alright but the next day i wake up, everything crumbles again.&lt;br /&gt;cos you dont know how much it takes for me to put on that smile, for me to pretend that everything is okay, that everything is alright, WHEN ITS SO FUCKING NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nobody said life was gonna be this tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;cant go to qinhan's hse today D:&lt;br /&gt;wtfreak.&lt;br /&gt;i have a splitting headache, didn't sleep well last night.&lt;br /&gt;had confusing dreams, but they were all related ._. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;oh fuck.&lt;br /&gt;now i have my keyboard back, i don't feel like using it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;okay, correction. all my data is lost &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i don't feel like doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;its wholly impossible to retrieve my data unless dad gets it all settled and i copy the website or something.&lt;br /&gt;something which i ought to have done before the hardisk was changed.&lt;br /&gt;but naturally, i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck fuck fuck is wrong with me. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i dont feel like studying for anything now.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i dont wanna do anything.&lt;br /&gt;so what am i doing, using the comp?&lt;br /&gt;i try to sleep but i didnt and i cant.&lt;br /&gt;im losing my marbles. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i hate the weather. it makes me feel so..so irritated.&lt;br /&gt;the window is all closed and im about to suffocate.&lt;br /&gt;the sky is so deary. its making my headache worse. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;my eyes feels like they are going to pop out any moment now.&lt;br /&gt;so swollen. and red.&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna sleep but the moment i close my eyes, the headache becomes worse. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;my msn is all messed up. its the old version.&lt;br /&gt;i tried to MSNplus dunno how many times but it refuses to work.&lt;br /&gt;window live messanger died on me. it refuses to work.&lt;br /&gt;now all im left with is window messanger which is billions &amp;amp; billions of years ago.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so what am i supposed to do? &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those stuff i've crossed out, they all seem to minor now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just want everything to go back to normal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5572666692268133602?l=heart0brokennedd.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-8680991924471384863.post-7152315072872879453</id><published>2009-04-11T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:24:20.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forget it.&lt;br /&gt;i hate my comp now.&lt;br /&gt;suckxzxzxzxzxzxzxz&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;crap, im confused now :x&lt;br /&gt;haiiyah, tomolo if the "computer expert" come to my house to play, ask him to fix for me.&lt;br /&gt;take advantage of him :)&lt;br /&gt;kays, one awesome good news.&lt;br /&gt;my dad says he will fix the comp, for once and for all, when he comes back on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;as in, fix the other hardisk so i don't hafta use this old &amp;amp; slow &amp;amp; bulky one.&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, i shall be grateful for what i have and try to live w/o msn.&lt;br /&gt;and because of that, i shall upload the pics on Tues. i think.&lt;br /&gt;after this weekend, i really gotta mug. like xiiao.&lt;br /&gt;serious.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, 30+ ppl read my blog yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;but only 1-2 tagged ._.&lt;br /&gt;im thinking about removing the cbox.&lt;br /&gt;and my mother is trying to discourage me from going to qinhan's hse tomolo.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care. okay, i do care.&lt;br /&gt;fine, tomolo shall be my last time visiting him until my exams are over.&lt;br /&gt;suck much, but what can i do. nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes, i really hate my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-7152315072872879453?l=heart0brokennedd.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-8680991924471384863.post-5348217927941756284</id><published>2009-04-11T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:38:26.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CAN USE MY KEYBOARD NOW!&lt;br /&gt;kk, list out the pros &amp;amp; cons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROS:&lt;br /&gt;can use keyboard ; type faster&lt;br /&gt;when im on msn, can reply ppl faster + mass conversation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONS:&lt;br /&gt;lose all the data cos dad changed the hardisk&lt;br /&gt;hafta re download msn&lt;br /&gt;all the pictures that i uploaded are gone&lt;br /&gt;the ram is ultra slow (im exaggerating lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEUTRAL:&lt;br /&gt;the screenshot is 2x the size of the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck, looks like im better off with the old hardisk&lt;br /&gt;but even so, I CAN FINALLY TYPE FASTER!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;so wtv! (:&lt;br /&gt;hell, i lost all the xanga website info.&lt;br /&gt;so for now, no pics.&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5348217927941756284?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/5348217927941756284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=5348217927941756284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5348217927941756284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5348217927941756284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-can-use-my-keyboard-now-kk-list-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-4951025112563313506</id><published>2009-04-10T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T11:17:59.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sd65gVXYA2I/AAAAAAAACJ4/RIkHOy2Yn64/s1600-h/jump4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322895774740644706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sd65gVXYA2I/AAAAAAAACJ4/RIkHOy2Yn64/s320/jump4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything is gonna be fine, fine, fine.&lt;br /&gt;I've got one hand in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the other one is giving a high five!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;harlo (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;training was damn fun yesterday! seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;coach didnt give a damn about us &amp;amp; we were all wondering why he came here for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then we saw him talking to the sec ones + wearing the catcher gear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LMAO~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually, we all did &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yixuan + khoonseng + Ryan + hongjie came as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the end, we played a pretend match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like those we played last year after our east zones (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;loads of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"throw 1 then 2 then 3 then home!" {yixuan}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"catch tha..argh!" {me}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"coming down!" {khoonseng}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"mine mine, no that's yours!" {kim}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"its not minee!" {me}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"bend lower leh!" {khoonseng}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"so i throw a boing boing ball to her?" {me}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"eh, whats the play lah!" {everybody}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"miss miss YEAH!" {sean}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"you very tall lah!" {me}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"gimmie back my glove! i said gimmie back!" {hongjie}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"im playing second base!" {ryan}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"so who i throw to??"{huijun}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so yeah, damn fun. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;training was cancelled cos of the rain -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what happens when you put 5 bored girls &amp;amp; a softball room together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;burping competition + jumpshots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sean was truly gross. { BURP (x4) }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yuck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"you freak or you freak?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I FREAK!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;belted out songs &amp;amp; "danced" :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;spotted something hilarious on the softball banner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then jumpshots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;first it was me &amp;amp; kim &amp;amp; sean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then me &amp;amp; sean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then jinghui &amp;amp; kim &amp;amp; huijun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had to take so many times to get the perfect one but even so, it wasnt that perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who cares? we had lotsa fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked down with huijun + kim + sam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ice-cream is good for your health!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then had a good laugh over something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"i just buy the magazine then cut them out then throw away!" {kim}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"i love JOSHUA...ANG ANG ANG lah!" {kim}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"lemme see the fake obama!" {me}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"wth?! got hot guys you dont want, want old guys!" {kim}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"obama's hot!" {me}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"okay lah, he not that bad actually but 戴阳天 better!" {kim}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shall upload pic soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ciao~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sd65gVXYA2I/AAAAAAAACJ4/RIkHOy2Yn64/s72-c/jump4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-5995713602702619385</id><published>2009-04-09T12:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T12:24:58.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the computer lab now.&lt;br /&gt;kk, am not doing what im supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;trng later.&lt;br /&gt;dunno why, cant sleep nowadays. weird much?&lt;br /&gt;thank god its GoodFriday tomolo, can sleep late.&lt;br /&gt;heh, mass conversation with softballers tomolo oso :D&lt;br /&gt;yay! finally, something that i can look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;sms-ed QinHan yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i think my way of sms-ing changed.&lt;br /&gt;who cares anyway.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, we were discussing about the stupid msg that pops out when a person is offline.&lt;br /&gt;haha, some weird ideas came out.&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say now.&lt;br /&gt;so, shall do what im really supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;though i dont wish to.&lt;br /&gt;kk, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;huiting, are you angry?&lt;/span&gt; &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i care about you, i really do. frequent your blog everyday, but i dont tag. i can never find the courage to tag on your blog. everyday, when i see a particular someone tag your blog, i will start thinking wildly. haha, bet you dont know it. but its true anyway. its damn hard to give up on you. esp when we dont speak, i dont know how you are feeling now. weird huh? well, im going to give up on you, slowly :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5995713602702619385?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/5995713602702619385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=5995713602702619385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5995713602702619385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5995713602702619385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-computer-lab-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-256589568620439142</id><published>2009-04-08T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:14:58.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdyUnNRIzqI/AAAAAAAACJw/zRtYhoz023k/s1600-h/happy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322292260942433954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdyUnNRIzqI/AAAAAAAACJw/zRtYhoz023k/s320/happy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm broke but I'm &lt;u&gt;happy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm poor but I'm &lt;u&gt;kind&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm short but I'm &lt;u&gt;healthy&lt;/u&gt;, yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 2 light-fly thingy or whatever you call 'em flying around.&lt;br /&gt;killed both but i &lt;s&gt;think&lt;/s&gt; know there is more.&lt;br /&gt;sounds scary :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To Softballers Guys C'Div 09 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; hey, you guys played awesomely, all the time we were there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;perfect innings etc. yup, you guys lost but you know what? it doesn't matter anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not a single bit. you guys are already the champions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you played well, persevered and did your best!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that is everything a softball team could ever be. honest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the free homerun that hit the ISH building? nobody could catch that, ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its no one's fault at all.its a good pitch against a strong batter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seriously, you guys did awesome awesome awesome.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you guys are the champs, no matter what.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is still the ACS (I) match!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do your best, aim for top 4, cos the fight isn't over (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats a damn short post.&lt;br /&gt;but my life is boring. whady expect? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-256589568620439142?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdyUnNRIzqI/AAAAAAAACJw/zRtYhoz023k/s72-c/happy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-1520795380205565984</id><published>2009-04-07T20:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:25:19.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdtNyP_8HJI/AAAAAAAACJo/ChVrR29S_70/s1600-h/borrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321932910351883410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdtNyP_8HJI/AAAAAAAACJo/ChVrR29S_70/s320/borrow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Up in my lonely room&lt;br /&gt;When I'm dreaming of you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what can I do?&lt;br /&gt;I still need you but I don't want you to know&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa thing occurred today and made me feel tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first things first.we ( huijun, sean &amp; i) were there the whole time at the fittness corner, supporting you guys the whole way! so please dont be angry ;D&lt;br /&gt;the first ining was awesome, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;we were unable to support you guys the whole way, but from tomolo onwards, we will.&lt;br /&gt;you can take my word for it. &lt;br /&gt;thank you all for coming to support &amp; encourage us for our previous matches.&lt;br /&gt;so now, we are here for you guys too! &lt;br /&gt;we will be there supporting you guys tomolo(:&lt;br /&gt;i dont care what team are you playing against, im sure you can win them.&lt;br /&gt;my previous post : "&lt;em&gt;Softballers guys you guys lost to Damai, but we ( Sean, huijun, me) saw you guys play wonderfully. im not lying, serious. cos for the whole time we were there, a fantastic game was played. yup, you guys lost, but you lost magnificently. even though i wasn't there, im ultra sure that you guys didn't give up a single bit. its the softball spirit. rmb when we lost to Dunman High? you guys told us not to give up, to persevere. im sure you guys will do that, you guys will be the champions no matter what.C'Div 09 jiayous! &lt;/em&gt;♥"&lt;br /&gt;softball spirit, rawk on ~ im 100% sure of total pwnage :D JIAYOUS! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#1&lt;/span&gt; : yup, i lost my temper, 2 times in a row today.&lt;br /&gt;i keep reminding myself to keep my temper under constant control, but..&lt;br /&gt;according to ky, i spoke real fast when i exploded ._.&lt;br /&gt;everyone keeps telling me that i was damn fierce etc.&lt;br /&gt;but no matter what, i cant afford to let it happen again. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at least, not in sch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cant let javin suffer for all the trouble i caused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, its a damn good awakening to those who thought i can be kp-ed about.&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant and i wont. period.&lt;br /&gt;you wanna kp me again? bring it on, yo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt; : trng today was kns. got hit by the ball countless of times.&lt;br /&gt;coach's words didn't help a single bit.&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldn't have closed my eyes, shouldn't have turned away.&lt;br /&gt;but what can i do? its natural instinct, for me.&lt;br /&gt;she swung, of course i closed my eyes. whadya expect?&lt;br /&gt;all those negative remarks, i had enough.&lt;br /&gt;you are just plain biased.&lt;br /&gt;2 times it happened in a row, i just lost it.&lt;br /&gt;esp &lt;u&gt;Joel's imitation (puffer fish) &lt;/u&gt;+ ___.&lt;br /&gt;bitches, you both fit the description.&lt;br /&gt;no care no concern. turned out that you two are the biggest 拍马屁精 ever.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks huijun + Sean + jinghui + peishan + Anna + Kim (:&lt;br /&gt;for the care &amp;amp; concern, for the jokes, for the medicated oil :)&lt;br /&gt;its only now that i know who are my friends, whom i can truly depend on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ (x100)&lt;/span&gt; you guys loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yada yada, that's all for today.&lt;br /&gt;damn pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you see this, even if you're under stress, please don't smoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dunno if you are kidding or not, please don't smoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we don't communicate anymore, but i really really care for you, a lot. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-1520795380205565984?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/1520795380205565984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=1520795380205565984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1520795380205565984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1520795380205565984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/up-in-my-lonely-room-when-im-dreaming.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdtNyP_8HJI/AAAAAAAACJo/ChVrR29S_70/s72-c/borrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-4097633876313124384</id><published>2009-04-06T20:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T11:46:15.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sdn3-nV0xBI/AAAAAAAACJg/PFXEizfxjFk/s1600-h/believe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321557089799422994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sdn3-nV0xBI/AAAAAAAACJg/PFXEizfxjFk/s320/believe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;No one's really got it figured out just yet.&lt;br /&gt;I've got one hand in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the other one is playing the piano&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE TO HALF-SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah + jiaying + jj + all the band peeps i know, you guys did an awesome job.&lt;br /&gt;true, i wasn't there, didn't hear you guys perform.&lt;br /&gt;but you guys stayed back for long hours everyday, just to give your best.&lt;br /&gt;its a silver, but its a silver won with much effort, a silver won with much determination.&lt;br /&gt;and you know what? that makes it a gold in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;im extremely sure that at SYF 2011 , you guys will be the best team ever.&lt;br /&gt;betting on it, 101% &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softballers guys you guys lost to Damai, but we ( Sean, huijun, me) saw you guys play wonderfully.&lt;br /&gt;im not lying, serious. cos for the whole time we were there, a fantastic game was played.&lt;br /&gt;yup, you guys lost, but you lost magnificently.&lt;br /&gt;even though i wasn't there, im ultra sure that you guys didn't give up a single bit.&lt;br /&gt;its the softball spirit.&lt;br /&gt;rmb when we lost to Dunman High? you guys told us not to give up, to persevere.&lt;br /&gt;im sure you guys will do that, you guys will be the champions no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;C'Div 09 jiayous! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2:45 pm tomolo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(the bomb ;D )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-4097633876313124384?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/4097633876313124384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=4097633876313124384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4097633876313124384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4097633876313124384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-ones-really-got-it-figured-out-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sdn3-nV0xBI/AAAAAAAACJg/PFXEizfxjFk/s72-c/believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-4271160473569988164</id><published>2009-04-04T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:40:12.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I GOT IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JINGHUI'S JEALOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yup, so you've gone missing for 2 days now. but i dont feel the pain anymore. its gone. no more you&amp;amp;me. from today onwards, its just &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks junhao + javin (:&lt;br /&gt;3 arseholes unite, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-4271160473569988164?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/4271160473569988164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=4271160473569988164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4271160473569988164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4271160473569988164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-got-it-jinghuis-jealous-yup-so-youve.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-2088163390984153676</id><published>2009-04-03T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:55:14.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdYCB1DWJuI/AAAAAAAACJY/C6APpUHjRPU/s1600-h/jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320442240229058274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdYCB1DWJuI/AAAAAAAACJY/C6APpUHjRPU/s320/jump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; No it's not meant to be like this, not what I planned at all,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to feel like this, so that makes it all your fault.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY B'DAY GLORIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stay happy and continue your awesome pitching, yeah? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slept throughout the whole Chinese lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh crap.. my habit's kicking in again.&lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to write 读后感 and predictably, nobody handed in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;eh i scared exam cannot do within time limit leh D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PE was cool. the instructor's cooler :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after sch, had Gloria's b'day cake in canteen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had a hard time distracting her. in the end, zing took over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;admittedly, he mastered the art of persuasion + distraction better than i did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the guys kept trying to light the cake but it wasn't successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were sitting &lt;em&gt;directly&lt;/em&gt; under the fan -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so in the end, candles were forgotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cake-smashing was initiated by khoonseng + Desmond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wasn't successful for them. lucky for Gloria ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMGFTWBBQ, all the tidbits at Value-Worth shop only $0.50!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whoa! cool not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to jinghui's hse and watched Final Destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ huijun + peishan + gloria + huiting + jinghui ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the movie's cool. thriller, not horror.&lt;br /&gt;it plays with your mind concept, leading those more timid ones to think those stuff are gonnahappen to you.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cos its damn realistic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Movie Concept&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alex Browning (portrayed by &lt;a title="Devon Sawa" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Devon_Sawa"&gt;Devon Sawa&lt;/a&gt;) is going on a school-run trip to Paris with his fellow peers. Before take-off, Alex has a premonition that his flight explodes in mid-air, killing everybody. Alex then wakes up, assuming the events to be just a dream. However, as events from his vision begin to repeat themselves in reality, Alex panics and attempts to stop the flight. The resulting commotion leads to a handful of passengers being left behind. As they witness the explosion from the terminal, they realize that what Alex witnessed wasn’t just a dream. Soon after, the survivors of the flight begin dying in chain of bizarre accidents, in the same order they would have died on the plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its a really good movie with excellent plot (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but scares the hell outta me when im in the lift / toilet :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;left at 5+ with gloria, homed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;will update more on today soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ciao~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Person 1 : eh, you think you rich then can come kpkb ppl arh? what? i FAC so what? no money so what? you think you good looking / got real friends meh? i laugh my ass off arh. knnbccb. you dunno how i really am k. think i can be laughed at, make fun of? sorry horh, im not liddat de. fuck you lah bloody bitch. rich then rich loh.you got money no friends, i got no money but got good friends. so you think you really that big arh? i warn you arh, you or your bitchy friend  come kao peh zoey on her piano again, i explode not my fault horh, don't say i never give warning. you kap peh me one more time, i make sure softballers come kao peh you back until you cry. knn, this time no names mentioned, next time arh, you better watch out. dont let me catch your bloody fucking saying anything on me or softballers or my clique or zoey. next time, i make sure you wish you were never born. fuck you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-2088163390984153676?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/2088163390984153676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=2088163390984153676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2088163390984153676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2088163390984153676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-its-not-meant-to-be-like-this-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdYCB1DWJuI/AAAAAAAACJY/C6APpUHjRPU/s72-c/jump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-7641334712431708545</id><published>2009-04-03T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:32:01.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think my&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; girlfriend&lt;/span&gt; came.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;br /&gt;P.E pants are total losers luhh..&lt;br /&gt;kept tugging at my skirt for fear that it is too short then will show.&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;so paiseh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aderline was here :D aderline says  hello (: aderline forbits lyn to delete this portion heh &gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyn thinks that aderline is a gundooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-7641334712431708545?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/7641334712431708545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=7641334712431708545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7641334712431708545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7641334712431708545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-my-girlfriend-d-lyn-thinks-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-1678191873905945005</id><published>2009-04-02T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:06:42.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i give up.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdS3DyINRlI/AAAAAAAACJQ/kmB-EqXxReg/s1600-h/queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320078335455086162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdS3DyINRlI/AAAAAAAACJQ/kmB-EqXxReg/s320/queen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inside out, upside down twisting beside myself,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stop that now, 'cause you and I were never meant to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr yeow was talking abt exams this morning. &lt;div&gt;whoa, 4 months passed so quickly ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, i don't have any idea on how i spent those days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exams are nearing. certainly not anticipating them a single bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trng was nice, though it was the last one cos of exams -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;blame MOE lah! everyday test here exam there!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grrr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ciao~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOMOLO! Movie Marathon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;pick me up, piece me together and then shatter my heart again. i don't know why am i so naive, to trust you so much. and yet, when things were getting on perfectly fine, you'll cut off contact, go missing, and when i almost gave up, you reappeared again. what are you exactly trying to prove? that i cant live w/o you? yeah, i cant. you're already a part of me but it wasn't constant. i almost gave up on you yesterday but you sms-ed me today, acting as though nothing happened. its tough to tell you all these when you aren't even clear on whether you like me as a friend, or a lover. so I'll presume that you prefer me as a normal friend, period. oh, great. you cut off again, your art of disappearance will occur yet again. i give up.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-1678191873905945005?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/1678191873905945005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=1678191873905945005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1678191873905945005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1678191873905945005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/inside-out-upside-down-twisting-beside.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdS3DyINRlI/AAAAAAAACJQ/kmB-EqXxReg/s72-c/queen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-1500595387066563051</id><published>2009-04-02T12:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:31:33.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the sch comp lab now.&lt;br /&gt;everything is so much easier with a keyboard. *smiles with satisfaction*&lt;br /&gt;kk, did Home Ec during recess.&lt;br /&gt;it improved like idk what loh! at least its edible now(:&lt;br /&gt;but its too sweet for my liking D:&lt;br /&gt;hurr, i think Claudia is nice!&lt;br /&gt;saw Hannah + peishan. wish i was in 2B too..&lt;br /&gt;chiong back to class cos we were late for lessons.&lt;br /&gt;and stupid haofeng just had to throw my stuff on the floor and act innocent.&lt;br /&gt;can say i impulsive, but i cannot 'tah-han' alr.&lt;br /&gt;just took my bottle and spray him with it.&lt;br /&gt;who cares.&lt;br /&gt;im pissed.&lt;br /&gt;gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-1500595387066563051?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/1500595387066563051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=1500595387066563051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1500595387066563051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/1500595387066563051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-sch-comp-lab-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-4068061805559491561</id><published>2009-04-01T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:29:12.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet talk'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdNdciXGlRI/AAAAAAAACJI/lsXu7JmXtYM/s1600-h/sweet+lips.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319698329696113938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdNdciXGlRI/AAAAAAAACJI/lsXu7JmXtYM/s320/sweet+lips.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;-I'll always remind myself not to believe you but you made that impossible-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally, i passed my science test. 15/20 *basking self-contentment*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heh, i know it may mean nothing to you, but its my first time this year that i passed science w/o OEK needing to help me get 1 mark!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can光明正大ask my parents to sign! HAPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay, must buck up now &amp;amp; get more A's (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wahhh, the self-satisfaction. i deem it priceless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on the other hand, Home Ec was a total disaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;our dish looked like '&lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt;' &amp;amp; most prolly taste like shit too but didn't have the courage to try it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gonna redo it tomolo. no C5 for Home Ec please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;assembly was boring, everywhere i look, ppl are zzz-ing away. really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;needless to say, i slept too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whats worse is that the person holding assembly was a professional + well-known storyteller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wasn't a total failure but it didn't manage to perk me up either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went out dinch-ing w/ huijun + jinghui + huiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;while walking downhill, we started bitching about ___ &amp;amp; ___.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then in the train, jinghui sounded like some kinda aunty at the wet market comparing pig legs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jinghui : &lt;strong&gt;Her leg is this big leh! + shocked face &amp;amp; exaggerated emphasise +&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had a great laugh over it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to KFC (usual) and started complaining abt ms this&amp;amp;that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we gave the cashier our $$ in coins. too bad she no expression on her face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think she had far far too much experience in it. ah well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went in search for phone straps (long) but didn't find any.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;total crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;homed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ciao~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-4068061805559491561?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/4068061805559491561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=4068061805559491561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4068061805559491561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4068061805559491561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/04/ill-always-remind-myself-not-to-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdNdciXGlRI/AAAAAAAACJI/lsXu7JmXtYM/s72-c/sweet+lips.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-8479740267800850702</id><published>2009-03-31T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:49:02.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im not a spare tyre'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdINCgEIFAI/AAAAAAAACJA/es0O0zXFskE/s1600-h/ice.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319328446496117762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdINCgEIFAI/AAAAAAAACJA/es0O0zXFskE/s320/ice.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Its hard to find just the right kind of sweetness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;freaking tired today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;zzz. half-slept in malay lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;crap, must cure this bad habit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;trng was okay. the tennis ball damn funny :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;was too tired, half-slacked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; fuck you guys lah. tongue so sharp, keep those thoughts to yourself lah! we younger so what? nonid respectissit? fuck you mann. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wtv, shall not make myself feel pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn tired now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;go sleep alr. kidding luhh.. lie down a while lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fuck, my sis is a total fucking bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ciao~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-8479740267800850702?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/8479740267800850702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=8479740267800850702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8479740267800850702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8479740267800850702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-hard-to-find-just-right-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdINCgEIFAI/AAAAAAAACJA/es0O0zXFskE/s72-c/ice.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-627214976847533614</id><published>2009-03-30T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:04:57.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;是我太过关心你，而让你感到困惑?&lt;br /&gt;是不是我想得太多，误会了我们之间所拥有的感情?&lt;br /&gt;还是你根本就是在躲避我，给我假希望?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make up your mind, will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-627214976847533614?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/627214976847533614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=627214976847533614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/627214976847533614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/627214976847533614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/03/make-up-your-mind-will-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-6326310853571217227</id><published>2009-03-30T15:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:21:11.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugh.&lt;br /&gt;was entertained by zh + zifeng + Denise + Christine + Joel + Leonard in class.&lt;br /&gt;really funny, esp zh.&lt;br /&gt;*conspirical (sp?) winks + hushed whispers* hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;music is a disaster. really. can fail liao&lt;br /&gt;._. dad fetched me home. damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;ugh, boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1: Pasir Ris Park&lt;br /&gt;Part 2: Alastair's skills (audre sleping) spazzy&lt;br /&gt;Part 3: FoodFair&lt;br /&gt;Part 4: KFC&lt;br /&gt;Part 5: Walkathon&lt;br /&gt;Part 6: Mon w/ sis &amp;amp; i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 1:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-5_-R3yI/AAAAAAAACI4/A05y_oHL2Tc/s1600-h/DSC00549.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-5_-R3yI/AAAAAAAACI4/A05y_oHL2Tc/s1600-h/DSC00549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318890694814850850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-5_-R3yI/AAAAAAAACI4/A05y_oHL2Tc/s320/DSC00549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-gjt2sOI/AAAAAAAACIw/GbTki3qL7G4/s1600-h/DSC00548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318890257733038306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-gjt2sOI/AAAAAAAACIw/GbTki3qL7G4/s320/DSC00548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-gcgQ6mI/AAAAAAAACIo/tesHcydjSQ8/s1600-h/DSC00536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318890255796988514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-gcgQ6mI/AAAAAAAACIo/tesHcydjSQ8/s320/DSC00536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-gfSQIWI/AAAAAAAACIg/Xn93__w8zak/s1600-h/DSC00535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318890256543523170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-gfSQIWI/AAAAAAAACIg/Xn93__w8zak/s320/DSC00535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-gDbcMeI/AAAAAAAACIY/_G3LeNifo4o/s1600-h/DSC00534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318890249065869794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-gDbcMeI/AAAAAAAACIY/_G3LeNifo4o/s320/DSC00534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-f_UUs4I/AAAAAAAACIQ/s5-15hLuqQo/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318890247962276738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-f_UUs4I/AAAAAAAACIQ/s5-15hLuqQo/s320/DSC00565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8_2ztkfI/AAAAAAAACII/uLBBbGB16ZQ/s1600-h/DSC00609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318888596410569202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8_2ztkfI/AAAAAAAACII/uLBBbGB16ZQ/s320/DSC00609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Part 3:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8_VuJ1pI/AAAAAAAACIA/gK0aoD3jJEM/s1600-h/DSC00568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318888587528885906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8_VuJ1pI/AAAAAAAACIA/gK0aoD3jJEM/s320/DSC00568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8_OSqi8I/AAAAAAAACH4/Qy6OEP7crns/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318888585534540738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8_OSqi8I/AAAAAAAACH4/Qy6OEP7crns/s320/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8_MhTEiI/AAAAAAAACHw/LUW0Zzw92Qc/s1600-h/DSC00579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318888585059045922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8_MhTEiI/AAAAAAAACHw/LUW0Zzw92Qc/s320/DSC00579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8-fFLv9I/AAAAAAAACHo/sA__5yy-_gE/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318888572861530066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8-fFLv9I/AAAAAAAACHo/sA__5yy-_gE/s320/DSC00582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8SwxuPwI/AAAAAAAACHg/b7PXdC3TVUc/s1600-h/DSC00584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318887821697498882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8SwxuPwI/AAAAAAAACHg/b7PXdC3TVUc/s320/DSC00584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8S4DFpoI/AAAAAAAACHY/yagY67KzjiQ/s1600-h/DSC00586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318887823649384066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8S4DFpoI/AAAAAAAACHY/yagY67KzjiQ/s320/DSC00586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8SsTqx3I/AAAAAAAACHQ/u4C5UT9T9W0/s1600-h/DSC00587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318887820497700722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8SsTqx3I/AAAAAAAACHQ/u4C5UT9T9W0/s320/DSC00587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB8Sqb_lsI/AAAAAAAACHI/UUJovmkdiVE/s1600-h/DSC00589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318887819995748034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB7AVj3qnI/AAAAAAAACGg/4Jgy_hxkLzI/s320/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB7AL_61AI/AAAAAAAACGY/wKkzwwGgxgE/s1600-h/DSC00603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318886403075658754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB7AL_61AI/AAAAAAAACGY/wKkzwwGgxgE/s320/DSC00603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB5eDrZyII/AAAAAAAACGQ/SPb9m3jYmnY/s1600-h/DSC00633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318884717214943362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB5eDrZyII/AAAAAAAACGQ/SPb9m3jYmnY/s320/DSC00633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part 5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB5eBTganI/AAAAAAAACGI/TvpaXXxxrDU/s1600-h/DSC00638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318884716577843826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB5eBTganI/AAAAAAAACGI/TvpaXXxxrDU/s320/DSC00638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB5d2FsovI/AAAAAAAACGA/7E7yta80GlU/s1600-h/DSC00639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318884713567134450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB5d2FsovI/AAAAAAAACGA/7E7yta80GlU/s320/DSC00639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB5dGLhsKI/AAAAAAAACFw/EzNNEFddZIU/s1600-h/DSC00641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img 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alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB39kvPaKI/AAAAAAAACFg/nsmtomhl4S0/s320/DSC00643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB39QHj5QI/AAAAAAAACFY/xZE9Etc-zS0/s1600-h/DSC00642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318883054106961154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB39QHj5QI/AAAAAAAACFY/xZE9Etc-zS0/s320/DSC00642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part 6: &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB39ALj-BI/AAAAAAAACFQ/TpW4_29syvY/s1600-h/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318883049828775954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB39ALj-BI/AAAAAAAACFQ/TpW4_29syvY/s320/DSC00649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB38r4KGBI/AAAAAAAACFI/ybrtGoS6PKI/s1600-h/DSC00652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318883044378679314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB38r4KGBI/AAAAAAAACFI/ybrtGoS6PKI/s320/DSC00652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-6326310853571217227?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/SdB-5_-R3yI/AAAAAAAACI4/A05y_oHL2Tc/s72-c/DSC00549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-1427873169530924297</id><published>2009-03-29T11:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:17:38.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk-a-thon. blast!&lt;br /&gt;softballers thing.&lt;br /&gt;stayed till 12.30 then sean needa go for prize thingy.&lt;br /&gt;went out to TM w/ huiting + hujun + jinghui + peishan + gloria ,met sean @ comic collection.&lt;br /&gt;-skip-&lt;br /&gt;then to MACS. ppl keep staring at our shirts ._.&lt;br /&gt;i did a seriously auntie thing. so PAISEH! ugh.&lt;br /&gt;thank heavens huijun &amp;amp; gloria needa leave early.&lt;br /&gt;2 ppl less to wittiness my paiseh-ness!&lt;br /&gt;but i was really thirsty luhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, all the thanks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SNRS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for always encouraging us, pulling us to higher standards. thank you for teaching us from right to wrong, for watching all our matches even though you guys had lotsa stuff to do and were very tired. thank you for telling us not to throw our game away and even when we did, you guys were still there with all the comforting smiles and encouraging words. thank you for telling us to relax when we are all tensed up, thank you for all the little notes, it means a lot to us, regardless of whatever you've written. you guys are the best batch of snrs ever, and im willing to bet on it. 101% &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;MDM NORLIZA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being there for us, along with the trust and faith you gave us. thank you for supporting us even though you have loads of work to mark. thank you for putting aside all of our errors and telling us : &lt;em&gt;you guys are awesome! &lt;/em&gt;even though its just a little something to boost us. thank you for acting like a caring mother to us, for everything that you did. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MR LIM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for all your words of encouragement, your jokes that cracks us up. thank you for being there for us when we are in the dumps, thank you for your *manhunts* {inside joke}. even though we were not on form, thanks for not giving up on us.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COACH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for coaching us to our current standards, doing all that you can to help us play a better game. thank you for not giving up on us even though we gave you a rather hard time. thank you for telling us jokes to cheer us up when we were down. thank you for not losing faith in us when we lost faith in ourselves. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GUYS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for watching our matches, for all your criticisms. its your criticisms that made us want to prove you guys wrong, that made us wanna show you guys that we are of good standard, that we can hit home-runs, that we are equal. thank you for those occasional words of encouragement, for being part of C'Div 09. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JUNIORS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for always refilling our water bottles without a single word of complain. thank you for all your eagerness, which reminded us of who we were last year. thank you for all your big grins which really cheered us up, your softball song. thank you for all the silent encouragements, for everything you guys did to make us feel better. jiayous for C'Div 10! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for C'Div 09 girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JINGHUI:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being a ultra-marvellous catcher. its one really tough job but even so, you surpassed coach's expectations of you. thank you for giving the whole team moral support, for encouraging us, for doing your best in catching. thank you for showing us your pearly-white teeth through the mask, it never fails to cheer me up whenever i see your smile. thank you for being anti-naruto! thank you for everything and anything.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GLORIA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you made history!" seriously, you did. thank you for all the perfect strikes, all the perfect innings. thank you for remaining calm throughout the entire game even though i was close to freaking out. thank you for waiting for me to go back to position before delivering that perfect strike. thank you for your encouragements, for all the hugs you gave us. thank you for the prayer you did, thank you for being an awesome vice-captain. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KIMBERLEE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best friend(: in those sarcastic tones. thank you for being that first-base, for catching all those balls that i threw. thank you for telling me that my throws were good, even though i was terrible. thank you for all your jokes, for all those hugs. thank you for encouraging me, being patient with me. thank you for teaching me 'sarcasm', sharing with me all those secrets. thank you for telling me continuously that im awesome, which made me brighten up though it isn't true. thank you for being a fantastic first-base. i want that contract!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEAN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still anti-naruto and a kiba hater! kidding! being a short-stop is not a relatively easy job, especially when you meet a heavy-batter. but i can always count on you to do an awesome job, as usual. your fast reaction is superb. thank you for always managing to play a good game, thank you for all those wild laughter. those fun laughter and tears that we shared, its really irreplaceable, isn't it? thank you for being an awesome captain, an awesome friend. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUIJUN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waves-bat-in-frantic-style-and-pitchers-are-scared-of-you batter! thank you for not losing faith in me even though I've done so myself. thank you for being able to Force-Play ppl out, for scaring the pitcher away with your fab stance. thank you for always giving me those really really BIG smiles that lits my face up. the throw-stick / game remember? the team can always count on you catching everything. dinch-ing! thank you for being you! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUITING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ex-gf :) thanks for catching that fly-ball, i think i would have freaked out on the very spot. honest! thank you for comforting me when im in the dumps, for zipping your mouths when hushes are told. thank you for copying everything down that zhiqing told you, even though you can choose just to tell us those advice verbally. thank you for improving on your fielding, catching, batting etc. you've been an superb left-outfielder + dinch-ing mate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PEISHAN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lameo! all your lame jokes were..lame to the max -_- but it never fails to bring up that smile on my face. thank you for being a joke-teller and a tissue-provider in the team, it alwas cracks us up. thank you for the good covering, we can always count on to cover for us if we over-throw. maybe we are overly-dependant on you now. mann, if you are not there, how will we survive without jokes and good coverage for even one day? thank you mushroom! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for covering me, making sure that you do a good job out of it. if i happen to miss any ball (more often then not) , i can always count on you to help me. thank you for always sacrificing a strike for me, for putting a smile onto my face. thank you for being a calm and steady batter, something i need to learn and improve on. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;C'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;09&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-1427873169530924297?l=heart0brokennedd.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-8680991924471384863.post-987470146345786580</id><published>2009-03-26T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:30:02.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.we lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we lost by 1 run.&lt;br /&gt;12 : 13&lt;br /&gt;i managed to bat + steal + get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; out. but naturally, it wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;we got 0 runs for the first two innings, then achieved 5 runs in third inning. 0 in forth and 7 in the last.&lt;br /&gt;but it wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zq&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;zann&lt;/span&gt; were comforting us, i turned round and told Sean : '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; gonna cry.'&lt;br /&gt;hugged her immediately and just cried. then almost everyone teared.&lt;br /&gt;was trying not to cry during the closing prayer but couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;we were this close to winning, just this close.&lt;br /&gt;cried again at home, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; gonna cry again.&lt;br /&gt;i.. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;i think I'll continue when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this close, just this close. why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-5055914621031977257</id><published>2009-03-25T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:49:35.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my throat hurts.&lt;br /&gt;crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5055914621031977257?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/5055914621031977257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=5055914621031977257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MONDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pearl Harbour + Save You is nice :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys lost to Cat. High by 3 points.&lt;br /&gt;but i think its a match well-played, really.&lt;br /&gt;managed to get snapshots *will upload soon*&lt;br /&gt;JYJY for the Greendale match *was postponed cos of lightning alert*&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;then while i was walking &lt;em&gt;downhill&lt;/em&gt;, saw my dad driving &lt;em&gt;uphill&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;turned out that he wanted to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;i was :O and saying 'eh! my dad's car lehh!'&lt;br /&gt;damn funny sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept during EL. was real tired. and i mean really sleep till shuang&lt;br /&gt;until zh banged my table.&lt;br /&gt;new malay 'cher suckxzxzxzxz lah!&lt;br /&gt;come in straight away scold us on uniform + respect + cleanliness.&lt;br /&gt;and still give the cold stare -_-&lt;br /&gt;lol, but zh tio caught until damn jialat.&lt;br /&gt;dunno is he real dunno or fake dunno &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i think is acting luhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn paiseh, cos hafta leave in middle of CD lesson.&lt;br /&gt;12.45 was kinda rush though. shld leave earlier.&lt;br /&gt;trashed NTSS *31:6*&lt;br /&gt;but for a new team, they did pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;their snr / scorer damn kpkb + arse&lt;br /&gt;keep yelling 'SWING AH!' but we weren't affected.&lt;br /&gt;so HAH-BLOODY-HAH,&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; in your face!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the umpire was really nice :D everyone agrees.&lt;br /&gt;when i missed a strike, he said : &lt;em&gt;that was a nice unexpected strike, but nvm, try harder!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn nice loh. i want this umpire every match!&lt;br /&gt;it was the last inning that most runs were scored.&lt;br /&gt;i ♥ stealing to bases.&lt;br /&gt;*more details see softballers blog*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;my phone rang during lesson, i forgot the silent mode ._.&lt;br /&gt;mr siaow pretended not not to hear.&lt;br /&gt;zh was :O :D xD but was really paiseh. SuperMassive BlackHole summore&lt;br /&gt;Home Ec was ruined.&lt;br /&gt;according to Ader : &lt;em&gt;Lyn and Denise's spaghetti was.. Ehmigod. The color was totally off , the noodles taste so spicy , and there was no sauce at all ._. Basically the dish looked inedible. I wonder if that mouth of noodles i had is poisonous. I hope ms looi would kena food poisoning after testing their noodles , X:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a mission to kill&lt;br /&gt;went out w/ huijun + sean + huiting + gloria to KFC&lt;br /&gt;according to Ken, me + sean + jinghui look really alike.&lt;br /&gt;he got mixed up during NTSS match :O&lt;br /&gt;gossiping was a bomb. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;i♥softballers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomolo against DHS. JYJY! have faith, AHS HOLD 'EM DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-8324760397825563457?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/8324760397825563457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=8324760397825563457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8324760397825563457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8324760397825563457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/03/haiiyah-back-monday-pearl-harbour-save.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-380614942649752925</id><published>2009-03-25T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:53:53.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry for late update.&lt;br /&gt;my stupid sis is screaming&lt;br /&gt;knn.&lt;br /&gt;update later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-380614942649752925?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/380614942649752925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=380614942649752925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/380614942649752925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/380614942649752925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-for-late-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-617663620336408073</id><published>2009-03-23T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T14:46:26.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YOU OWE ME ONE. AND A LOT MORE (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HUITING'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(:&lt;br /&gt;now, i have an awesome reason to smile&lt;br /&gt;ok,not really. aiyahh, kinda luhh..&lt;br /&gt;thanks, softballers for EVERYTHING &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in the schl library now, so might as well type out what happened in the food fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that, i hafta ask that poser who is acting as huiting.&lt;br /&gt;wth?! who are you? state your name please, unless you are paiseh of your own name?&lt;br /&gt;and dont judge me from whatever i say from my post cos ONLY I CAN JUDGE MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;diam and get a friggin life. knn  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, back on track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;br /&gt;softball was fun! we used the pitching machine.&lt;br /&gt;the bouncy ball was really nice to hit, cos there is a 99.9 % that the fielders wont be able to catch it.&lt;br /&gt;the name says it all : it bounces!&lt;br /&gt;managed to reach on base again and again.&lt;br /&gt;im starting to have faith in my batting again :D *the NYGH game helped too*&lt;br /&gt;coach kept saying that this was going to be the last batter, but we always delay his time.&lt;br /&gt;o: we wanted to train summore. HARDWORKING !&lt;br /&gt;batted quite a few times, i really love batting the bouncing ball.&lt;br /&gt;after trng, went down hill with huijun&lt;br /&gt;talked + chatted + gossip + lotsa stuff&lt;br /&gt;alastair kept complaining that there was no ppl and asked me to hurry up -_-&lt;br /&gt;then finally reached the EXPO :D&lt;br /&gt;seriously, there wasnt a single person. exaggerating lah, but there really is VERY LITTLE ppl&lt;br /&gt;D: no buisness at all.&lt;br /&gt;so as you can guess, we slacked luhh..&lt;br /&gt;half of the time was spent talking to alastair + playing with audre&lt;br /&gt;the other half was spent selling.&lt;br /&gt;audre really bully me until cannot alr luhh.. keep tickling me / push me off the chair etc.&lt;br /&gt;and he is only pri 2. that shows how weak i actually am&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;after eating dinner, wanted to go to the popular sale but it wasnt open yet.&lt;br /&gt;mistook the time + date.&lt;br /&gt;so went back slack summore.&lt;br /&gt;it was really fun being with them (: like being with 2 good brothers liddat.&lt;br /&gt;then, DAY END, homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;went to the expo early cos alastair told me he would be there early too.&lt;br /&gt;but something cropped up, he turned up late&lt;br /&gt;didnt manage to do any job cos i was really tired as well.&lt;br /&gt;really lah,i didnt sleep last night, just tossed and turned.&lt;br /&gt;then he finally came, yak yak yak, talk until damn shuang.&lt;br /&gt;but! i finally sold the a few tins of sesame oil! cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;i love those old ladies (:&lt;br /&gt;sean and huiting actually wanted to come for the Adidas sale but the queue was friggin long.&lt;br /&gt;so they helped sell, thanks arh! but very paiseh :x&lt;br /&gt;lunch was not very nice, the rice very plain, but as long got food can alr.&lt;br /&gt;audre got a few balloons from the stall next door selling chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;he and alastair played 'ball', but keep hitting my clip. pain i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;-skip to after dinner-&lt;br /&gt;ate Nasi Lemak, but was really full so didn't eat the rice.&lt;br /&gt;went to popular after that, and i fell in love with Leonardo Da Vinci.&lt;br /&gt;when alastair first said his name, i thought it was 'Rolando'.&lt;br /&gt;xD walked around, but didnt see the book i want.&lt;br /&gt;so shared with alastair the 'Da Vinci' book.&lt;br /&gt;went back, slack summore. all we do is slack actually.&lt;br /&gt;ah kim asked us to 'check out' the girl that was selling ice-cream -_-&lt;br /&gt;according to some vendors, she is damn pretty.&lt;br /&gt;audre tasted a free sample of the ice-cream then very paiseh so he went to buy a whole cup.&lt;br /&gt;the fun part : alastair/audre's uncle went to talk to the girl (presumably, he was acting undercover)&lt;br /&gt;lolol! took pictures secretly of course lah!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;then keep kena teased by his uncle cos of some matter.&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to Adidas sale. but didnt get anything. real sad i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;it was still crowded and all the stuff, even after discount, was really ex.&lt;br /&gt;cant bear to spend so much $$ at one go.&lt;br /&gt;-HOMED-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;after tuition, dad fetched me to the stall.&lt;br /&gt;we were contemplating whether yy will come, and in between that, we slacked.&lt;br /&gt;slack + joke = lotsa fun&lt;br /&gt;HUIJUIN BOUGHT A PAIR OF CLEATS FROM THE ADIDAS SALE WHOCH COST ONLY $14&lt;br /&gt;fish and chips :o&lt;br /&gt;not fair! i oso want but lazy queue :x&lt;br /&gt;played 'taiti' . lol, my dad owned alastair! total pwnage sia.&lt;br /&gt;then yy finally came.&lt;br /&gt;kinda forgot what happened, but i remembered that we slacked.&lt;br /&gt;at night we were still damn hungry, so alastair bought curry chicken, me a mango lassi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i think yy is on a diet or something D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOGAH lah i tell you, alastair, you think too much and caused me to buy a cold drink that made me colder.&lt;br /&gt;*scowls* kidding! but was freezing. really.&lt;br /&gt;his uncle + audre keep kidding about something, which wasnt very funny -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how can cousins like cousins?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home early. yy stayed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-and a_______,you know how i feel now.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, so that was what happened.&lt;br /&gt;nope, im not going to describe what happened on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;but i was &lt;em&gt;fish and chips-ing &lt;/em&gt;pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;i think you can see it from my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch the match between Cat. High and AHS .&lt;br /&gt;but me and huijun are supposed to wait for huiting cos she has Home Ec. made up lesson&lt;br /&gt;whats the use of having Home.Ec made up lesson? o.o&lt;br /&gt;but back on track : go C'DIV 09 SOFTBALLERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-though ryan + chaih ying, you dont deserve it for being darn mean-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and aderline can pon schl for a dental appoinment. UNFAIR! protest!&lt;br /&gt;ooo yeah, zh looked damn funny with his haircut. at least you wont tio caught anymore luhh&lt;br /&gt;xD had a nice time laughing at his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think im liking 2k more. hopefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-617663620336408073?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/617663620336408073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=617663620336408073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/617663620336408073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/617663620336408073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-i-have-awesome-reason-to-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-4131507918694585603</id><published>2009-03-22T18:02:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:27:30.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='就让回忆停止呼吸'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='成冰'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so fucking screwed up by YOU.&lt;br /&gt;you don't fucking deserve my respect, so its gna be 'fuck' all the way.&lt;br /&gt;i got fucking affected just because of your fucking attitude.&lt;br /&gt;fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;idk why i hafta be so affected just cos of a fucking you.&lt;br /&gt;presumably cos you had to fucking prove that you're better than me.&lt;br /&gt;you are. happy now? you are fucking chio + lovable + smart&lt;br /&gt;you don't hafta fucking lift a finger to help me cos i ain't worth it.&lt;br /&gt;there isn't a need to fucking act and be who you are not.&lt;br /&gt;cos &lt;strong&gt;YOU'LL NEVER WIN ME OVER&lt;/strong&gt;. ever.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, he is so fucking bowled over by you, she is, they are.&lt;br /&gt;but im so fucking &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;. period.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, you make today so fucked up, im amazed i didn't burst into tears.&lt;br /&gt;i fucking gave in to you cos i cant fucking take it no more.&lt;br /&gt;and to think that i fucking thought that i was the fucked up bitch here.&lt;br /&gt;im gone, you are having an awesome day. here, you are finally having your fucking way.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NOW?&lt;br /&gt;you can fucking talk to him + act chio + act coy + pretend to be his gf.&lt;br /&gt;he may fucking like you more than he likes me but i assure you, its only him.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon, you got him all for yourself now, aren't you fucking delirious?&lt;br /&gt;i bet you are. i was the one and only obstacle standing in your fucking way.&lt;br /&gt;and now, im fucking gone, you have him all by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;dont think i cant see the jealousy when they tease abt him and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one down, none to go.&lt;/strong&gt; how lovely.&lt;br /&gt;bet you a hundred bucks she is/was fucking pretending to be sorry for me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks, but i don't really need your fucking sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;you can act, and act real well. but it doesn't fucking work on me. NOT ON ME.&lt;br /&gt;all your fucking sms-es, i really am amused by my stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;to fucking trust you in everything and anything. how shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we cant be who we were, not anymore. not after this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you stare at me with enemy's eyes, like a lover's rival.&lt;br /&gt;you took him, you got him, you won him. now can you just leave me alone?&lt;br /&gt;cos i don't think im able to withstand yet another second of humiliation. i cant.&lt;br /&gt;在这场爱情的游戏里，我输了。我所拥有的，早已被你夺走。&lt;br /&gt;i've lost the battle cos im too tired to fight. you won, congrats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ thks huiting, much &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;'s . i can count on you, as always. thanks. }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-4131507918694585603?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/4131507918694585603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=4131507918694585603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4131507918694585603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/4131507918694585603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-7525982570539493869</id><published>2009-03-18T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:23:47.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so-so&lt;br /&gt;kk, starting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned to meet Sean at 11.15, but somehow, we arrived too early.&lt;br /&gt;*lotsa ppl kept staring at our shirt*&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, bright &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/span&gt; screams : &lt;strong&gt;LOOK HERE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; whadya expect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch, Sean's unglamorous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) -forgot-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) -dropped her spoon-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) rice came out of her mouth when talking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGFTWBBQ! :D&lt;br /&gt;ate finish, gossiped. A girl's pastime!&lt;br /&gt;went down to meet jinghui + peishan.&lt;br /&gt;then got this grp of jc peeps asked us for donation.&lt;br /&gt;being kind souls, we did.&lt;br /&gt;and peishan damn blind sia! we wear bright orange she still cant spot us&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed to Pasir Ris Park.&lt;br /&gt;and sean's unglam side appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) -drop the ball in the bus and just stun there-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL! xD&lt;br /&gt;rented bikes. woah, damn worth it sia!&lt;br /&gt;1 hr $5 + 1 free hr.&lt;br /&gt;and saw this stupid guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guy *to friends* : i do magic!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guy *to me* : hi!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and when ppl say 'hi', you turn and see, right?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: *turns head*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guy: hah! see i do magic!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knn, like very good liddat.. shit sia  __&lt;br /&gt;trng at the park wasn't very successful. but ah well&lt;br /&gt;Jinghui + peishan left @ 2.15&lt;br /&gt;left me + sean&lt;br /&gt;sat there, wait for huijun, gossip &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huijun damn funny, like peishan! cannot see us.&lt;br /&gt;lmao~&lt;br /&gt;her leg sink into mud, like paint.&lt;br /&gt;huijun rented bike, then cycle before going towards the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beach is fugly, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;polluted + litter filled + smelly&lt;br /&gt;what happened?!&lt;br /&gt;S'pore, why did this happen?&lt;br /&gt;and we are supposed to be clean sumore.&lt;br /&gt;but found lovely shells(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old-Chang-Kee ed then homed.&lt;br /&gt;-pics uploaded later-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for tomolo!&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-7525982570539493869?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/7525982570539493869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=7525982570539493869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7525982570539493869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/7525982570539493869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-467950440989390827</id><published>2009-03-18T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:49:42.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOMOLO + TODAY ♥'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>short one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)i feel very guilty to aderline + 2k peeps who asked me to go out today (movie) i promise next time i'll go! LOVE you guys loads! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2)im supposed to meet sean for lunch now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;k, bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ciao~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-467950440989390827?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/467950440989390827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=467950440989390827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/467950440989390827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/467950440989390827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/03/short-one-1i-feel-very-guilty-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-8058488457546716526</id><published>2009-03-17T19:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:26:22.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored lah ; plucked this quiz from the air, somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;blahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;01) The phone brand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sony C902&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What are the last 3 digits of your mobile number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;804&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03) What does the 2nd message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I don't know! What do you suggest?" }Jinghui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04) Who’s the first person who comes up under the letter M?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meiting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05) Who’s the last person you rang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06) Who was your last missed call from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07) Who’s the 2nd person who comes up under D?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Danielle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08) What does the last message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Lol! Random leh you :) heh. im blogging now Yay. blogging random love quotes :)" }Huiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09)Who comes up under J?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Go to your Sent Items - what does the 10th message say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"wow, you say liddat, suddenly i feel very heng leh :p but you older then him, where is your 势力?o.o" }Alastair &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Who’s the 4th person who comes up under S?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shangge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Who’s your network provider?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singtel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) How many messages are currently in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;359&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) What do you have as your background?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spazzy picture of softball grp photo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Who’s the 2nd person who comes up under R?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ruiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Who do you have on speed dial 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) If you’re on Pay as you Go, how much credit do you have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Who’s the first person who comes up under C?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;candice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) How many bars of signal do you currently have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) What do you have as your main ringtone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liquid Lives-Hadouken&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blob, im freaking bored&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;1 more day to 190309 &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ciao~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-8058488457546716526?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/8058488457546716526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=8058488457546716526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8058488457546716526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/8058488457546716526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-bored-lah-plucked-this-quiz-from-air.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-5295101201735920318</id><published>2009-03-17T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:26:46.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='190309'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trng was ruined by the rain&lt;br /&gt;&gt;(&lt;br /&gt;but got snapshots(:&lt;br /&gt;going out with huijun + jinghui + sean + huiting ! &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yakking..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb88haSAI6I/AAAAAAAACEg/oHMLJcBoh9M/s1600-h/DSC00513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314032630008652706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb88haSAI6I/AAAAAAAACEg/oHMLJcBoh9M/s320/DSC00513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kimerrleee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb88hHWCzOI/AAAAAAAACEY/pLxiiaARurY/s1600-h/DSC00510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314032624925330658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb88hHWCzOI/AAAAAAAACEY/pLxiiaARurY/s320/DSC00510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;washing bases/feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb88g8LsN9I/AAAAAAAACEQ/OKyi5vjGM1c/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314032621929117650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb88g8LsN9I/AAAAAAAACEQ/OKyi5vjGM1c/s320/DSC00508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb88gkLQLtI/AAAAAAAACEI/iGNXswS94l0/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314032615484829394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb88gkLQLtI/AAAAAAAACEI/iGNXswS94l0/s320/DSC00507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;zhiqing pointing at idkwhat&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb88gSMK8yI/AAAAAAAACEA/p5VK7wgFrwI/s1600-h/DSC00506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314032610656842530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb88gSMK8yI/AAAAAAAACEA/p5VK7wgFrwI/s320/DSC00506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; carol (J-ahem) &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb87_1itlQI/AAAAAAAACD4/j2A4C9aoIlM/s1600-h/DSC00505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314032053210944770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb87_1itlQI/AAAAAAAACD4/j2A4C9aoIlM/s320/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jinghui + huijun &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb87__VIBmI/AAAAAAAACDw/rfI9bveM0ck/s1600-h/DSC00504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314032055838312034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb87__VIBmI/AAAAAAAACDw/rfI9bveM0ck/s320/DSC00504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; muddy field &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb87_sVr3pI/AAAAAAAACDo/CewIwLoy3rI/s1600-h/DSC00503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314032050740387474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb87_sVr3pI/AAAAAAAACDo/CewIwLoy3rI/s320/DSC00503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cleaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb875nLWuII/AAAAAAAACDg/EcS44i91Qac/s1600-h/DSC00502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314031946275666050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb875nLWuII/AAAAAAAACDg/EcS44i91Qac/s320/DSC00502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; more cleaning &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb86kFfgvsI/AAAAAAAACDQ/cr99iCXSIrE/s1600-h/DSC00500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314030476944522946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb86kFfgvsI/AAAAAAAACDQ/cr99iCXSIrE/s320/DSC00500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thks snrs! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb86kC_if_I/AAAAAAAACDI/BpgSezeXJCU/s1600-h/DSC00499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314030476273549298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb86kC_if_I/AAAAAAAACDI/BpgSezeXJCU/s320/DSC00499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;thks summore!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb86j47hwMI/AAAAAAAACDA/eRwThywwhp4/s1600-h/DSC00498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314030473572368578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb86j47hwMI/AAAAAAAACDA/eRwThywwhp4/s320/DSC00498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;'like chocolate milk' } coach&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb86jrbBtcI/AAAAAAAACC4/DCN0WY06wWY/s1600-h/DSC00496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314030469946389954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb86jrbBtcI/AAAAAAAACC4/DCN0WY06wWY/s320/DSC00496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yurghhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb86jKseAXI/AAAAAAAACCw/ZOETzRPZsdM/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314030461161177458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb86jKseAXI/AAAAAAAACCw/ZOETzRPZsdM/s320/DSC00494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ciao~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-5295101201735920318?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/5295101201735920318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=5295101201735920318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5295101201735920318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/5295101201735920318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/03/trng-was-ruined-by-rain-but-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb88haSAI6I/AAAAAAAACEg/oHMLJcBoh9M/s72-c/DSC00513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8680991924471384863.post-2489537221475745563</id><published>2009-03-16T19:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:28:30.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady GAGA'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something's wrong with me, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;i cant concentrate! how am i supposed to get rid of all my C5 &amp;amp; D7 ?!&lt;br /&gt;pissed. my brain, whats wrong with my brain?!&lt;br /&gt;fuck you Lyn. okay, actually, i don't wanna do that.&lt;br /&gt;crapster. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;C-O-N-C-E-N-T-R-A-T-E !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt; was fun-filled :D&lt;br /&gt;audre kept snatching my stuff. he doesnt even listen to alastair!&lt;br /&gt;humpf. QH is getting better(: YAY-NESS! &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at least, i hope so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, pictures:&lt;br /&gt;-blogger is slow poke!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313756863638280802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5Btsf0GmI/AAAAAAAACCo/MPt7cSJRI7M/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5Bhh7MSJI/AAAAAAAACCg/FBwKssMzgpA/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;audre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313756654641891474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5Bhh7MSJI/AAAAAAAACCg/FBwKssMzgpA/s320/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; book he snatched T.T&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5BhKZnk6I/AAAAAAAACCY/3qEPLls2RMU/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313756648327058338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5BhKZnk6I/AAAAAAAACCY/3qEPLls2RMU/s320/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me + gynho=♥ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5Bg0GB4MI/AAAAAAAACCQ/uJ4Ou5Jc1fU/s1600-h/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313756642339315906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5Bg0GB4MI/AAAAAAAACCQ/uJ4Ou5Jc1fU/s320/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'ahyi, you very smart' he said it matter-of-factly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5Bgcd1xuI/AAAAAAAACCI/p8MNdWaZta0/s1600-h/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313756635996735202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5Bgcd1xuI/AAAAAAAACCI/p8MNdWaZta0/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; his creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5BgOKmOpI/AAAAAAAACCA/URg4xxMv6bM/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313756632157928082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5BgOKmOpI/AAAAAAAACCA/URg4xxMv6bM/s320/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sister w/ gynho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5AF3Uiu3I/AAAAAAAACB4/ON42cqgnPrk/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313755079837399922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5AF3Uiu3I/AAAAAAAACB4/ON42cqgnPrk/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jumpshot, failed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5AE8IL-II/AAAAAAAACBo/ra56Bzs_4r8/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313755063947884674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5AE8IL-II/AAAAAAAACBo/ra56Bzs_4r8/s320/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gynho extraaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;zzz&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8680991924471384863-2489537221475745563?l=heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/feeds/2489537221475745563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8680991924471384863&amp;postID=2489537221475745563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2489537221475745563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8680991924471384863/posts/default/2489537221475745563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart0brokennedd.blogspot.com/2009/03/lady-gaga.html' title=''/><author><name>Shavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10616077615604343087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IYc5KmY6AU/Sb5Btsf0GmI/AAAAAAAACCo/MPt7cSJRI7M/s72-c/11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
