<?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-14562791</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:30:17.738-07:00</updated><category term='memories'/><category term='Republic Poly'/><category term='who&apos;s shoulder?'/><category term='High intake of cellulites'/><title type='text'>iM thE waY i aM... loVe mE oR hatE mE!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>214</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-3781643851979231674</id><published>2007-06-12T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T12:20:18.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;人往往为了一时的冲动而向所爱得人许下完成不了的诺言。&lt;br /&gt;但听者的心却早已被甜言蜜语给收买了。 直到一切结束后才明白爱的度蜜月期间已经像双方挥手说再见了！ 留下的只是一些擦不去的回忆。。。至少是快乐的回忆！=）&lt;br /&gt;难道就是我们所为的爱吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im sure everyone been through that, as in what's written above... yet all of us still repeat the same mistake over and over again... Well, this is part and parcel of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Sweetie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;you're a GOLD, you deserve a GOLD SMITH who cherishes you and knows how much you worth. For your information you're way to good for a BLACK SMITH like him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU KNOW WE ALL LOVE YOU! MUACKIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-3781643851979231674?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3781643851979231674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=3781643851979231674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/3781643851979231674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/3781643851979231674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/06/night-im-sure-everyone-been-through.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-4300453554320330719</id><published>2007-06-05T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T08:53:01.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kills to be awake when you know you are so tired and need some sleep badly. No coaxing or hush hush would help. Sad case. CAN SOMEONE PLEASE HYPNOTISE ME?! MAKE ME SLEEP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life in the past was to do my school stuff, be on the phone with my boy then at nine and go straight to bed by ten, all right at times i sleep early as in early wee hours because i talked, weeped and pissed him off all at the same time.=) What a nice girlfriend! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right i think im starting to feel tired, good night earthlings!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-4300453554320330719?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4300453554320330719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=4300453554320330719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/4300453554320330719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/4300453554320330719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/06/night-it-kills-to-be-awake-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-275999806645919184</id><published>2007-06-05T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T11:10:14.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Republic Poly'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RmRR_ZEQRhI/AAAAAAAAAK4/fC2ooZmuWWM/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bunch of crack pots in W24J. certainly not full strength! 13/25&lt;br /&gt;That's my favourite facilitator, Mister Kang!&lt;br /&gt;since it was the last day before the start of two week of fat shedding/ gaining holidays, we decided to have a few shots! (evidence that we are a bunch of school lovers! we did not skip the last module)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the first shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RmQ2DJEQRVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/AUmlXTAKxCQ/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072238507927291218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RmQ2DJEQRVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/AUmlXTAKxCQ/s200/DSC00170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the second shot!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RmQ2DpEQRWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3MCbXEbgfSE/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072238516517225826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RmQ2DpEQRWI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3MCbXEbgfSE/s200/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third shot the crazy shot!&lt;br /&gt;damn! lovely crack pots did not show their ultimate potential of behaving like one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RmQ2DpEQRXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3iUtKMsXIlY/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072238516517225842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RmQ2DpEQRXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3iUtKMsXIlY/s200/DSC00172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Communication module mates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RmQ9a5EQRYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ExRxT8iPT3Q/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072246612530578818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RmQ9a5EQRYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ExRxT8iPT3Q/s200/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enterprise mates without jing kang and shafiq!&lt;br /&gt;aww... fats on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RmQ9bJEQRaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/z2scFk11Xpk/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072246616825546146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RmQ9bJEQRaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/z2scFk11Xpk/s200/DSC00087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-275999806645919184?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/275999806645919184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=275999806645919184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/275999806645919184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/275999806645919184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/06/night-my-bunch-of-crack-pots-in-w24j.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RmQ2DJEQRVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/AUmlXTAKxCQ/s72-c/DSC00170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-4625802870848321574</id><published>2007-05-26T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T12:54:52.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High intake of cellulites'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cancelled the weekly crappers hang out session today.&lt;br /&gt;awww... most of them are busy. =(&lt;br /&gt;Becs kept her promise of meeting up with me and cherie.&lt;br /&gt;here we are in the Galilee's cafe in Rp's libary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcwopEQREI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0xbyG58fGck/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068573380405380162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcwopEQREI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0xbyG58fGck/s200/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what i ordered. Not appetising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcwppEQRFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/i1IfpjmoiqE/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068573397585249362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcwppEQRFI/AAAAAAAAAHE/i1IfpjmoiqE/s200/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After crapping, 168ed back for our certificates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcwqZEQRGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hf2axt2X1JY/s1600-h/DSC00140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068573410470151266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcwqZEQRGI/AAAAAAAAAHM/hf2axt2X1JY/s200/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed our mind because we couldnt make it in time for certificate.&lt;br /&gt;headed for Tampines Mall&lt;br /&gt;window shopped! *SALES everywhere*&lt;br /&gt;Stopped at Swensen for a yogurt friz session.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet lady making Cherie's yogurt friz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlcwr5EQRII/AAAAAAAAAHc/YHYJ-iPPFaI/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068573436239955074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlcwr5EQRII/AAAAAAAAAHc/YHYJ-iPPFaI/s200/DSC00142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting we took some shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcxppEQRJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/91yRA9XTR7U/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068574497096877202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcxppEQRJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/91yRA9XTR7U/s200/DSC00143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my retarded shot with becs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcxqpEQRKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IB6Br7x0ZTQ/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068574514276746402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcxqpEQRKI/AAAAAAAAAHs/IB6Br7x0ZTQ/s200/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie's weird friz while becs stared at the various fruit balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcxrZEQRLI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QRRKMS0UosI/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068574527161648306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcxrZEQRLI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QRRKMS0UosI/s200/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the different flavours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcxsZEQRMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/q1j6ENeYMaQ/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068574544341517506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcxsZEQRMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/q1j6ENeYMaQ/s200/DSC00146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherie's yellow, becs's light orange and my pink friz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcxtJEQRNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gTWT1aw5I9k/s1600-h/DSC00147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068574557226419410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RlcxtJEQRNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gTWT1aw5I9k/s200/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlcy8pEQROI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xJ_-TGjiVxc/s1600-h/DSC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068575923026019554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlcy8pEQROI/AAAAAAAAAIM/xJ_-TGjiVxc/s200/DSC00148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After yogurting, we took their balloon to relive our childhood moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlczl5EQRSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mFktCDHJ0JM/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068576631695623458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlczl5EQRSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mFktCDHJ0JM/s200/s320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cherie and becs each has got tummy of a &lt;strong&gt;MOO MOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;They bought fried mushrooms and went on for shi ling's finger food.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlcy9pEQRPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NtRTHRVvFkM/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068575940205888754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlcy9pEQRPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NtRTHRVvFkM/s200/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becs with the bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlcy-pEQRQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/gx-Dfu69M4Y/s1600-h/DSC00151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068575957385757954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlcy-pEQRQI/AAAAAAAAAIc/gx-Dfu69M4Y/s200/DSC00151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME! with the balloon. Im on strict diet! ha!&lt;br /&gt;Wee~ i did not give into their temptation!&lt;br /&gt;so proud of mys&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlcy_ZEQRRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/QNz-xiyTgpI/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068575970270659858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlcy_ZEQRRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/QNz-xiyTgpI/s200/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;elf!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlcy_ZEQRRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/QNz-xiyTgpI/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed home straight!&lt;br /&gt;one last picture taken after sending cherie across the road!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlc62ZEQRUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9YObwECeULM/s1600-h/DSC03029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068584611744859458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/Rlc62ZEQRUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9YObwECeULM/s200/DSC03029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-4625802870848321574?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4625802870848321574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-940709599530206408</id><published>2007-05-18T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T09:12:53.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='who&apos;s shoulder?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the hero, never comes to you&lt;br /&gt;If you need someone, you're feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;If you wait for love, and you're alone&lt;br /&gt;If you call your friends, nobody's home&lt;br /&gt;You can run away, but you can't hide&lt;br /&gt;Through a storm and through a lonely night&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll show you there's a destiny&lt;br /&gt;The best things in life, they are free&lt;br /&gt;But if you wanna cry: cry on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;If you need someone, who cares for you&lt;br /&gt;If you're feeling sad, your heart gets colder&lt;br /&gt;Yes I show you what real love can do&lt;br /&gt;If your sky is grey oh let me know&lt;br /&gt;There's a place in heaven, where we'll go&lt;br /&gt;If heaven is, a million years away&lt;br /&gt;Oh just call me and I'll make your day&lt;br /&gt;When the nights are getting cold and blue&lt;br /&gt;When the days are getting hard for you&lt;br /&gt;I will always stay by your sideI promise you, I'll never hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time and time again i reassured myself.&lt;br /&gt;over and over again i let myself down.&lt;br /&gt;so tell me who's shoulder can i cry on tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-940709599530206408?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/940709599530206408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=940709599530206408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/940709599530206408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/940709599530206408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/05/night-if-hero-never-comes-to-you-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-8699475381034759127</id><published>2007-05-06T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T08:24:14.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some catching up with my besties.&lt;br /&gt;its the best remedy when i feel ultra lonely.&lt;br /&gt;well, not in the sense that im being out casted in school.&lt;br /&gt;more like i haven't seen the one which can match up with the &lt;strong&gt;weird &lt;/strong&gt;personality of mine.&lt;br /&gt;mind you! once again let me emphasize on the word &lt;strong&gt;WEIRD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate commitment.&lt;br /&gt;i always thought so.&lt;br /&gt;for a moment i don't.&lt;br /&gt;i know i contradicted myself.&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Thanks to my sweet sweet discovery.&lt;br /&gt;a stack of letters and a small little picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as mentioned earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;INDEED IM &lt;strong&gt;WEIRD&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-8699475381034759127?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8699475381034759127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=8699475381034759127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/8699475381034759127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/8699475381034759127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/05/night-did-some-catching-up-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-3311473678813436108</id><published>2007-04-28T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T08:11:37.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNjKoRtU1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/zwNHzDcbQtk/s1600-h/Photo0180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058495840728732498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNjKoRtU1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/zwNHzDcbQtk/s320/Photo0180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recent shot. Peiwen and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNeDIRtU0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/u7kBviizOD4/s1600-h/P1000126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058490214321574722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNeDIRtU0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/u7kBviizOD4/s320/P1000126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Boon Kiat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNXyIRtUyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TAR4ijYvlas/s1600-h/P1000109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058483325194031906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 2px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNXyIRtUyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TAR4ijYvlas/s320/P1000109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during Chinese New Year celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNXR4RtUvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fFKZl8yQwsE/s1600-h/P1000670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058482771143250674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 2px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNXR4RtUvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/fFKZl8yQwsE/s320/P1000670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNXSIRtUwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GFALG5IgRNg/s1600-h/P1000848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058482775438217986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 2px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNXSIRtUwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GFALG5IgRNg/s320/P1000848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNXSIRtUxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/MQow3kYRSZE/s1600-h/P1000848.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Sya's after work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNSiIRtUtI/AAAAAAAAADs/8qEOAERLNqU/s1600-h/P1010368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058477552757986002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 2px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNSiIRtUtI/AAAAAAAAADs/8qEOAERLNqU/s320/P1010368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ami hadi hyekal and sya and me out at wild wild wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNSiYRtUuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4dSckU_V47I/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058477557052953314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 2px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNSiYRtUuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4dSckU_V47I/s320/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Becs hanging out at Central Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-3311473678813436108?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3311473678813436108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=3311473678813436108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/3311473678813436108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/3311473678813436108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/04/night-thats-most-recent-picture-i-took.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Jt9Kqk2weU/RjNjKoRtU1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/zwNHzDcbQtk/s72-c/Photo0180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-2927198813679391285</id><published>2007-04-25T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T08:28:16.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where's the pact?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-2927198813679391285?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/2927198813679391285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=2927198813679391285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/2927198813679391285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/2927198813679391285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/04/night-wheres-pact-x00x.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-7061580180763707247</id><published>2007-04-24T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T08:56:39.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not easy posting every single entry.&lt;br /&gt;i have been wanting to blog all day long but at times i just feel that i need courage to blog it out.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its that timid side of me that refuses to face what i have in mind.&lt;br /&gt;as times goes by, blogging seems to be the hardest thing to be fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;it seems that the older i get, the harder it gets for me to unwind my bottled up feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;mei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;for a moment i feel stark. there isnt any courage for me to pluck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;this affair of the heart seems to be killing me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a moment i yearned for something which is simply out of my reach.&lt;br /&gt;where's the pact we made years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im mentally drained i can't even recall what i wished for when i saw shooting star that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-7061580180763707247?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7061580180763707247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=7061580180763707247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/7061580180763707247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/7061580180763707247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/04/night-its-not-easy-posting-every-single.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-5523392581607353356</id><published>2007-04-12T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T11:18:00.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bb im not giving in tonight!&lt;br /&gt;i need to know if i should be heading left or right!&lt;br /&gt;dont leave me feeling stark.&lt;br /&gt;tell me things which led on to a lovely spark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-5523392581607353356?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5523392581607353356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=5523392581607353356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/5523392581607353356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/5523392581607353356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/04/night-bb-im-not-giving-in-tonight-i.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-2866649779037534004</id><published>2007-04-04T19:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T19:32:50.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will that day ever come when our mouth speak nothing but the truth?&lt;br /&gt;when will that day ever come when our ears learn to pick out the emotions behind every single conversation we make?&lt;br /&gt;when will that day ever come when our face show signs of  dismay or happiness in what our mouth and ear fail to detect?&lt;br /&gt;when will that day come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speechless.&lt;br /&gt;it kills to hear explainations and apologies.&lt;br /&gt;save it for someone else.&lt;br /&gt;clear my doubts.&lt;br /&gt;what kind of friend am i to you?&lt;br /&gt;how close are we?&lt;br /&gt;promises are meant for publication never for fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-2866649779037534004?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/2866649779037534004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=2866649779037534004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/2866649779037534004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/2866649779037534004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/04/morning-when-will-that-day-ever-come.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-1395849192392649017</id><published>2007-02-15T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T10:23:19.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my woman instinct failed to secure my cute belief this time. it literally got me feeling down and surprised.&lt;br /&gt;it just like running into a blind corner at a high speed not thinking about the consequences and how disloyal lady luck can be! how could i jump into such conclusion that everything would turn out the way i expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt: the only certainty about life is, it is full of uncertainties. i'll try to keep a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-1395849192392649017?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1395849192392649017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=1395849192392649017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/1395849192392649017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/1395849192392649017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/02/night-my-woman-instinct-which-failed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-8942283760074855532</id><published>2007-02-08T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:21:03.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th feb 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;smudged eyeliner and unslightly trails of different toning of foundation. words were left untold despite being asked repeatedly what happened. it all happened for one reason. i hope the hugs i gave did the talking. i couldnt think of anything other than that at that point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;here's a little secret! i came back in the night because i wanted to give that one last hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;specially for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-8942283760074855532?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/8942283760074855532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/8942283760074855532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/02/night-6th-feb-3pm.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116992101528123817</id><published>2007-01-28T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T10:03:35.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a ordeal that i went through for more than 365 days.&lt;br /&gt;you're neither my friend nor my foe.&lt;br /&gt;so whats with that sudden appearance? was it destruction or some worth remembering memories given by you?&lt;br /&gt;you should know better. if you're staring at the big screen now,&lt;br /&gt;no worries just want to let you know, im not sending you on a guilt trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116992101528123817?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116992101528123817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116992101528123817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116992101528123817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116992101528123817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/01/night-ordeal-that-i-went-through-for.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116974471385195012</id><published>2007-01-26T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T09:05:13.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me i've lost touch with the outer world ever since i've been working. wee!!&lt;br /&gt;yes! no life! im basically like a alien! i know nothing about the upcoming movies or shows!&lt;br /&gt;ha! that's pretty embarassing! 100 over emails yet to be checked. im basically very busy.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't done this and i haven't done that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s sorry darlings, dears, sweeties or whatever you claim to be!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE MESSAGE ME IF POSSIBLE BECAUSE MY HP IS IN THE LOCKER ALL THE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;IMMA BUSY LADY! WORKING 24/7... ha! I CANT RETURN YOUR CALLS! SORRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;now im starting to wonder if anyone bothers to check out my blog which has been rotting for decade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to fukus!! muacks! i miss you guys! &lt;3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116974471385195012?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116974471385195012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116974471385195012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116974471385195012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116974471385195012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2007/01/night-pardon-me-ive-lost-touch-with.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116615745973361188</id><published>2006-12-15T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T20:37:39.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who mind dont even matter &lt;br /&gt;those who matters wouldnt even mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116615745973361188?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116615745973361188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116615745973361188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116615745973361188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116615745973361188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/12/sunny-those-who-mind-dont-even-matter.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116609367532724536</id><published>2006-12-14T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T02:54:38.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been becoming very lazy when it comes to updating blog!&lt;br /&gt;here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7806/1321/1600/713933/Shell15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7806/1321/320/895602/Shell15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116609367532724536?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116609367532724536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116609367532724536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116609367532724536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116609367532724536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/12/evening-ive-been-becoming-very-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116602798106396744</id><published>2006-12-14T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T08:39:41.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it hard to open up.&lt;br /&gt;i want to! so much so badly!=(&lt;br /&gt;its best to zip it up!&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116602798106396744?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116602798106396744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116602798106396744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116602798106396744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116602798106396744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/12/night-sometimes-it-hard-to-open-up.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116593492571580545</id><published>2006-12-12T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T08:43:34.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boonkiat is such a funny fellow!&lt;br /&gt;he makes me laugh when i dont intend to.&lt;br /&gt;click on the following picture and read it.&lt;br /&gt;and you would understand why. i just cant stop laughing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7806/1321/1600/717637/Shell12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 3px 3px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7806/1321/320/460996/Shell12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right enough of that! he irritated me with his alien language.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously cant stand guys who type like this!&lt;br /&gt;boon kiat was trying to irritate the hell out of me!&lt;br /&gt;and he suceed! sigh! i dont understand how can one have the patient to type like this!&lt;br /&gt;well, boon kiat hates this nonsensical typing too!&lt;br /&gt;now i know he was looking high and low for someone to agree with him!&lt;br /&gt;HE HAS FOUND THE ONE!=) me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7806/1321/1600/465013/Shell13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 3px 3px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7806/1321/320/291814/Shell13.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116593492571580545?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116593492571580545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116593492571580545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116593492571580545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116593492571580545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/12/night-boonkiat-is-such-funny-fellow-he.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116556698352035176</id><published>2006-12-08T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T03:29:44.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看我满怀理想,往这世界里面闯.站在风大的地方让它吹去一身风霜。&lt;br /&gt;管它人來人往!多么地反复无常一天一点新希望 躲开忧虑到处飞翔！&lt;br /&gt;拥抱阳光，我的心和你一起奔放. 沒人能躲在我的前方 路越难走我越坚强！&lt;br /&gt;看看我不平凡的眼光, 早已经不再恐惧悲伤 心中充滿无限梦想！&lt;br /&gt;阳光撒在脸上,你的爱让我茁壯. 看一看我的模样 除却寂寞早就已经不一样。&lt;br /&gt;留在我的身旁 陪着我编织幻想! 享受作梦的疯狂就算孤单那又何妨?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hug the sunshine!=)&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116556698352035176?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116556698352035176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116556698352035176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116556698352035176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116556698352035176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/12/sunny.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116542162945845878</id><published>2006-12-07T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T08:13:49.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116542162945845878?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116542162945845878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116542162945845878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116542162945845878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116542162945845878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/12/night-3-x00x.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116464022521835486</id><published>2006-11-27T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T07:10:25.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its raining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love the rain. it makes me feel like snuggling up with someone close.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116464022521835486?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116464022521835486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116464022521835486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116464022521835486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116464022521835486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-raining-i-love-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116377736840842776</id><published>2006-11-17T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T07:29:28.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wished&lt;br /&gt;- i could show you what you meant to me then.&lt;br /&gt;- i had spent more time with you,&lt;br /&gt;- you did not had boring afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;- make you smile instead of getting you worried 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished!!! i wished!!! i wished!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116377736840842776?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116377736840842776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116377736840842776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116377736840842776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116377736840842776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/11/night_17.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116325429062501893</id><published>2006-11-11T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T06:24:05.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some thoughts are better left unsaid afterall they are thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;they are meant to be kept deep down your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;distances can be measured by kilometres, metres or even centimetres, yards or whatever crap! but not for now because it's being measured by how many time heart(s) shatter(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116325429062501893?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116325429062501893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116325429062501893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116325429062501893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116325429062501893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/11/night_11.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116239473097787586</id><published>2006-11-01T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T07:37:35.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile and everything will be fine. Isn't that living in denial? But have you ever wonder, it makes you feel worse just to smile when you don't mean to? Or am I just emotionally unbalanced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt, a dream that triggered my emotions. You shouldn't have appeared in my dream.&lt;br /&gt;Spare me from this misery. Mankinds are just so hard to comprehend. I seriously don't know what's wrong with me, or what went wrong in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just don't feel good today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Im going under!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116239473097787586?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116239473097787586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116239473097787586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116239473097787586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116239473097787586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/11/night.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116139882099290177</id><published>2006-10-21T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T19:47:01.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;through that naked eye of mine i saw my crazy behaviour in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;first you would try to fool every single one that you're doing fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;drop that little mask of yours and you would know it was purely a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you started tearing ever since that fatal night. you wouldn't want to hold back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;because that's the only moment when you can actually be yourself without hiding your emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no matter how hard someone tries to knock some sense into you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;only you can fight off that heart wrenching feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the only thing that helps you along the way is time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it heals all wound!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pick yourself up and you would realise its not the end of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you'll be fine! im pretty sure!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116139882099290177?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116139882099290177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116139882099290177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116139882099290177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116139882099290177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-116039941435043748</id><published>2006-10-09T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T06:10:14.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a gift that i caught me unexpected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sudden yet sweet moment that managed to find a place in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;leaving me smiling like a silly girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thanks! you're always so thoughtful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you got me hypnotised!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-116039941435043748?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/116039941435043748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=116039941435043748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116039941435043748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/116039941435043748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/10/night.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115884270068098378</id><published>2006-09-21T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T05:45:01.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart hurts as i know sooner or later we're going to part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;how i wish that day would never come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it shatters my little heart afterall we have all been friends for at least 4 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it made me realised how different would my life be without the great fives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the video bought back alot of memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i couldnt help but cried. it may seem silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i never thought that the video would create such a great impact on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know it sounds kind of cliche but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i mean it when i say this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;我不想在最后一分钟才让你们知道我真得很珍惜我们的友谊。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115884270068098378?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115884270068098378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115884270068098378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115884270068098378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115884270068098378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/09/night_21.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115864813340182910</id><published>2006-09-19T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T00:18:50.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i still adore ex boy bands!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the way they harmonise makes me go gaga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in the mood for christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZzyUpHsIMQ" width="200" height="200" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115864813340182910?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115864813340182910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115864813340182910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115864813340182910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115864813340182910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/09/afternoon-i-still-adore-ex-boy-bands.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115850033539370692</id><published>2006-09-17T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T21:44:43.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;star shine through the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thousand lights sparkling the dark gloomy night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;star bright light the sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;smiling and beaming with twinkling eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mama told me stars will bring me good luck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if i could glance upon the first star tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cup my hands praying hard my wish will come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lucky star grant my wish be my guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;star shine through sky sparkling the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brilliant diamond like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lucky star warms my heart brighten my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115850033539370692?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115850033539370692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115850033539370692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115850033539370692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115850033539370692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/09/night-star-shine-through-sky-thousand.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115788841549764218</id><published>2006-09-10T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T08:22:57.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dont know why guys like comparison.&lt;br /&gt;its so weird. im not against the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes their level of confidence just turn me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all i need was a listening ear not making nasty comments?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well if you think you're way above him, think twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;your ego is way too much for you to handle. Hello Mister!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now i'll think thrice when it comes to talking to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hate to say this, you can never be on par with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115788841549764218?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115788841549764218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115788841549764218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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good old flashbacks.&lt;br /&gt;it reminded me&lt;br /&gt;-the day when i sat there with someone looking at the sky when night fell.&lt;br /&gt;-looking at the ships horning here and there.&lt;br /&gt;-the day when i still had someone to rely on.&lt;br /&gt;-the lovey dovey feeling! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed myself today!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115747484594318916?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115747484594318916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115747484594318916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115686364286326237?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115686364286326237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115686364286326237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115686364286326237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115686364286326237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/08/night.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115643409221852734</id><published>2006-08-24T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T08:44:22.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looked into the mirror. that wasnt her reflection that she saw.&lt;br /&gt;eye playing tricks on her? or was it due too much crying till she couldnt tell the differences between real and fake?&lt;br /&gt;how could this be? who took away the confidence that she once had?&lt;br /&gt;why did this happened? no one knows because she isnt sure of it either.&lt;br /&gt;she's lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115643409221852734?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115643409221852734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115643409221852734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115643409221852734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115643409221852734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-night_24.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115546200413374471</id><published>2006-08-13T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T08:45:18.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;zhou gong refused to have a game of chess with me. perhaps he thinks that im bad at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;who knows? when i finally entered dreamland, i got entertained visually and this was something i wouldn't subscribe for in my sleeping package! well, i dont welcome such entertainment-- bad dream! i dont need such entertainment too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thanks to it i stayed up all night thinking what happened to that person in my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was kind of sure when morning arrives, things would turn out bad for that person and me. i know i sound pessimistic but i cant help it. i was right! something bad did happened. im always accurate at making such guesses. how i wish i was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigh~ now i've got the kick to stop myself from going online too often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;perhaps i might not even go online. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;at least i found the reason to get my engine started for the studies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115546200413374471?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115509472689613554</id><published>2006-08-09T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:38:46.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was blog hopping when i saw this particular entry by my crazy pal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it made me cried. it makes me think so much about what i've done in the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;things i took for granted. when things just poof into thin air and halo starts to appear on top of them leaving you feeling guilty and regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;whatever left behind is nothing but vague memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh! you do ever reminisce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115509472689613554?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115509472689613554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115509472689613554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115509472689613554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115509472689613554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115483652943659251</id><published>2006-08-06T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T08:33:11.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was packing my small cupboard, i came across this stack of love letters.&lt;br /&gt;which i have been looking for since... cant recall! EUREKA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love letters! yup! love letters!! its the evidence of showing love is in the air!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know love letter seems kind of ancient! but it just shows how romantic can one be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;some think that writing love letters is a waste of time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'words can't express how much you meant to me...'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what an excuse!=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well, i think it's so sweet to have your partner penning down on how much you mean to him or her! being mushy is an art! turning a piece of blank A4 paper into something magical which makes your heart melt! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(perhaps such wonderful effect only happens on people like me?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thanks to the hard work of cute little cupid(s)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115483652943659251?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115483652943659251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115483652943659251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115483652943659251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115483652943659251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-night.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115462243650926000</id><published>2006-08-04T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T09:27:16.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its dark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;depressed! what the hell am i doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad! seriously sad! she's not helping me in any ways!&lt;br /&gt;i going crazy!='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115462243650926000?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115462243650926000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115462243650926000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115462243650926000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115462243650926000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-dark-depressed-what-hell-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115416465898514778</id><published>2006-07-30T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T08:45:19.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;things can be pretty bad at times! sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;last wednesday i gave up studying for my chemistry and physics test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i couldnt understand a single thing that i read. mental block? stress? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i dont know. its driving me crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i spent the whole night crying. i cried for not putting enough effort in my studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried for every single thing that shattered my weak little heart in the past.&lt;br /&gt;too tired &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i fell asleep without knowing. and best of all without flipping through a single page on both the textbooks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i ought to kill myself. i should have known better having tiny bits of knowledge on both the subjects wouldnt do me any good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im going to fail both the papers. im feeling really depressed!&lt;br /&gt;worst of all im missing him out of no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115416465898514778?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115416465898514778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115416465898514778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115416465898514778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115416465898514778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115391024951521921</id><published>2006-07-26T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T07:45:51.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad! im going to miss &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mr Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Miss Lim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;im going to miss the time we get to play floorball like mad!&lt;br /&gt;the time when i get to chit chat like nut.&lt;br /&gt;miss &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;miss &lt;em&gt;lim's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; teaching and&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; mr lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for his blur look! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! i still remember the day when they first came and joined us for pe lessons.&lt;br /&gt;they were kind of quiet looking so fierce. they were standing at one corner when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mr Golf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was telling us rules on how to play floorball, at that moment i thought 5N1 was going to have a hard time during Pe. soon we got into groups and started playing!&lt;br /&gt;and that was when i get to speak to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss lim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. she wasnt as scary as i thought!&lt;br /&gt;as for &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr lim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i didnt get to speak to him as he was on the other side of the parade square!&lt;br /&gt;slowly i got to know them better when we played floorball. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BANANA! CHONGSTERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the funny and crapy stuff!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the chocolate! you guys would be greatly missed! all the best! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;muackies and huggies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh na na! its time to shed off some fats!=X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115391024951521921?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115391024951521921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115391024951521921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115391024951521921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115391024951521921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115384407414608714</id><published>2006-07-26T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T09:14:39.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im smiling! cant you see? well im sure you cant, UNLESS you're peeping at me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;eek! what the na na!=X had lots of fun playing floorball!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;IM IN LOVE WITH IT! all right! though i dont get to come in contact with the ball much often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha! i had fun being the goal keeper! i was busily chitting chatting with &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WenWen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mr Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; who was helping to 'get rid' of the ball before i started to get too stressed and excited over a pathetic plastic ball! (for the Lydia's sake! i started screaming even when the plastic ball was metres away! that was how excited and stressed i was!) haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yup! Im a goal keeper who does not act like how a goal keeper should! oops! im still excited by the fact that i played floorball today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cant you see everything ends with exclaimation mark!!! yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115384407414608714?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115384407414608714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115384407414608714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im happy!=) thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115366735781428461?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115366735781428461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115366735781428461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115366735781428461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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infact i enjoy spending time with myself.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;signs of depression/being a loner/independent?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im not sure either. im just rediscovering myself and im loving it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115358408846207709?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115358408846207709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115358408846207709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dont understand how one can change 360 degree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;unbelievable. have faith in yourself and trust yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you can do it! i'll pray for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i watched POTC today. it was GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aww... johnny depp looked great with the eye liner and shadow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to take a look at the newbies of MC at century square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i got called up on stage for some games session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NO THANKS to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;cherie peiwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and THANKS for volunteering me because i won the game!=) haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;muacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115296885195081443?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115296885195081443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115296885195081443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115271580485660599?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115271580485660599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115271580485660599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115271580485660599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115271580485660599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/07/night_12.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115237606871566487</id><published>2006-07-09T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T09:27:48.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could this ever happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;knowing the truth just breaks my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;did you just hear the shattering sound?=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i guess it was His way of showing me things arent as simple as i thought.&lt;br /&gt;Gullible. perhaps its just the way i am. i choose to see things the way i want instead of facing up to reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now that i've seen reality, i ought to change.&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115237606871566487?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115237606871566487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115237606871566487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115237606871566487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115237606871566487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/07/night_09.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115193400340776853</id><published>2006-07-05T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T06:52:32.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is short... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;'move on'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;that's what people always say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;first of all how many actually did that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or rather does anyone know how to do that?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;born with the ability to speak yet nothing that come out from their mouths make sense! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;their actions simply contradict with what they claimed! sometimes others just dont understand how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;its either they are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;DUMB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;if not you're the one who's&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;DUMB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! you would soon realise you're the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ODDIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; living on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ever changing half rotten ball known as the Earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when people dont see things the way you do. they label you the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;LONER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. no point making them understand you. the harder you try the more they think that you're weird.&lt;br /&gt;making you the outcast, suffering in silence. whats wrong with those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;IMBECILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;acting as though they own the world? it hurts to see one whom i treasure being treated like a rubbish! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it pains me to see this happening. dont ever tell me im over reacting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wait till you get a taste of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'll pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be there for you as promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115193400340776853?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#000000;"&gt;wouldnt it be better if all of us get to camp in school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;im sure the response would great and no one would dread about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah? haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;well... im pretty surprised by the way some Libra react to certain things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i guess im surprised cause im the odd Libra...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;YEAH! im proud to be the one and only ODDIE! who cares...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its tym to do some serious reflection... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;still as sweet as ever...=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115002212996129671</id><published>2006-06-11T18:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T03:35:40.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its late afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of thing has been happening lately... im like corpse...&lt;br /&gt;even if im not... im behaving like one at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;a corpse has got no feeling... it wont shed a tears for anything...&lt;br /&gt;i havent shed a single tears for anyone ever since i put a fullstop to my love journey...(all right! i did shed just two tears both from my right eyes... thats all...)&lt;br /&gt;i guess it the best way to prevent myself from showing my weakness...&lt;br /&gt;thats the best excuse i can find to defend myself for behaving in such a deadly manner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever seen a girl who goes 'hahaha' all day long even when her msn nick reflects that she's sad? im such a weird girl full of craps...&lt;br /&gt;it all takes tym... i know... perhaps i should stay this way...&lt;br /&gt;i guess im not that crazy as i used to be anymore... its not that bad afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;im holding on to the belief that you mean it when i asked you on that day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Silence. i &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115002212996129671?l=heart-felt-thots.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-14562791.post-115002201165478731</id><published>2006-06-11T18:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T03:35:43.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its late afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of thing has been happening lately... im like corpse...&lt;br /&gt;even if im not... im behaving like one at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;a corpse has got no feeling... it wont shed a tears for anything...&lt;br /&gt;i havent shed a single tears for anyone ever since i put a fullstop to my love journey...(all right! i did shed just two tears both from my right eyes... thats all...)&lt;br /&gt;i guess it the best way to prevent myself from showing my weakness...&lt;br /&gt;thats the best excuse i can find to defend myself for behaving in such a deadly manner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever seen a girl who goes 'hahaha' all day long even when her msn nick reflects that she's sad? im such a weird girl full of craps...&lt;br /&gt;it all takes tym... i know... perhaps i should stay this way...&lt;br /&gt;i guess im not that crazy as i used to be anymore... its not that bad afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;im holding on to the belief that you mean it when i asked you on that day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Silence. i &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115002201165478731?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115002201165478731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115002201165478731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115002201165478731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115002201165478731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-late-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-115002197520092441</id><published>2006-06-11T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T03:32:57.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its late afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of thing has been happening lately... im like corpse...&lt;br /&gt;even if im not... im behaving like one at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;a corpse has got no feeling... it wont shed a tears for anything...&lt;br /&gt;i havent shed a single tears for anyone ever since i put a fullstop to my love journey...(all right! i did shed just two tears both from my right eyes... thats all...)&lt;br /&gt;i guess it the best way to prevent myself from showing my weakness...&lt;br /&gt;thats the best excuse i can find to defend myself for behaving in such a deadly manner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever seen a girl who goes 'hahaha' all day long even when her msn nick reflects that she's sad? im such a weird girl full of craps...&lt;br /&gt;it all takes tym... i know... perhaps i should stay this way...&lt;br /&gt;i guess im not that crazy as i used to be anymore... its not that bad afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;im holding on to the belief that you mean it when i asked you on that day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Silence. i &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-115002197520092441?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/115002197520092441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=115002197520092441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115002197520092441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/115002197520092441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-late-afternoon_115002197520092441.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114874718671154142</id><published>2006-05-28T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T09:26:43.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank lovely cupid for shooting the arrow of &lt;3 at me...&lt;br /&gt;i never regret knowing you... for you showered me with love and care...&lt;br /&gt;i was like a princess... you talk to me on phone daily...&lt;br /&gt;you sang me sweet lovely songs... always so blur... making me laugh...&lt;br /&gt;the huhs and the nothings...=)&lt;br /&gt;you took the trouble to make honey lemon drink for me daily...&lt;br /&gt;walked me to school... walked me home... you took the initiative to message me when you know you couldnt meet me... waited for me when im late... listened to my craps...&lt;br /&gt;letting me win all the tym...&lt;br /&gt;i didnt dare to cry out... i think i was stupid enough to hide my emotions instead of letting them out... i didnt want you to hear me cry...&lt;br /&gt;i regretted not giving you that one last peck on your cheek when i could...&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the three words and the last three kisses you gave over the phone...&lt;br /&gt;when will i ever hear and receive them again? i dont know...&lt;br /&gt;but its ok... as i believe you mean it when you said those three words...&lt;br /&gt;at least it ended in a fairytale manner... im happy because you love me!&lt;br /&gt;study hard! we'll do well for our examinations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still... sarang heyo!&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114813015112880715</id><published>2006-05-20T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T07:35:11.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it started with a box of rotten strawberries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the taste of love is just so great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;unique. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;he played the piano and sang for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;my heart melted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i love him to the molten core!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... i have no idea what is this... but since i have been tagged by my friends... shall do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTRUCTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt; The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different qualities of his/her perfect lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt; Mention the gender of his/her perfect lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt; Tag 8 victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt; If u are tagged the 2nd time, NO NEED TO DO IT AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;5)&lt;/span&gt; Have fun doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;- lovely&lt;br /&gt;- caring&lt;br /&gt;- great voice&lt;br /&gt;- plays piano&lt;br /&gt;- humble&lt;br /&gt;- daring&lt;br /&gt;- creative&lt;br /&gt;- romantic&lt;br /&gt;(haha! i had not problem tackling this question...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;- peiwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;- yihao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;- jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;- wenhui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;- rebecca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;- qianying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;- guixiong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;- faiza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114813015112880715?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114813015112880715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114813015112880715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114813015112880715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i love guy with musical talent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114744295846394692?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114744295846394692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114744295846394692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114744295846394692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally i can breathe! i have been &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;burning midnight oil every single night!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;hitting the bed after 2am!&lt;/span&gt; just watched Exorcist with&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; peiwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... theres &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;one scene that made me laughed like hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;was supposed to be scary&lt;/span&gt;... but i &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;ended up laughing like mad!&lt;/span&gt; because&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PEIWEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;got so &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;freaked out by the little girl vomitting green slimy substance&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;she clinged onto me like a bear!&lt;/span&gt;oh man!&lt;br /&gt;yeah! &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;drank bubble tea... so sweet!=) &lt;/span&gt;we went&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; NTUCing..&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;tibits all the way throughout the vcd session...&lt;/span&gt; yeah! its holiday all the way till wednesday!=) i love it...&lt;br /&gt;oh mummy i &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;didnt dream of anyone last night!=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;last of all!!! i want a guy like cao ge... so talented! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114734164475042113?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114734164475042113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this weird dream... it seemed so real...&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hinting me something&lt;/span&gt;... if only it was real...&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;reminded me of those days when i was in sec two&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;the very &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;first experience&lt;/span&gt; i had... brings back good memory...&lt;br /&gt;am i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yearning for it?&lt;/span&gt; i dont know... if only i continue &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;locking myself in the dream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you are just so great boy.. seriously dont mind about not waking up! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114725993652917656?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114666090829343873</id><published>2006-05-03T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T05:56:06.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;告訴你我不是一個會認輸的人&lt;br /&gt;但我不得不承認曾跌倒失敗　&lt;br /&gt;也曾經走在陰霾不看　&lt;br /&gt;不聽　不說　不笑傻傻的發呆難道我準被打敗&lt;br /&gt;我幸運有你　使我的生命充滿希望&lt;br /&gt;從今以後不再觸動生氣走開　&lt;br /&gt;所有人的期待讓我站起來　&lt;br /&gt;甩掉了阻礙　從今全打開我終於明白&lt;br /&gt;fly 盡全力再飛起來沒有後悔不後退　&lt;br /&gt;我讓你刮目相看Just fly 向世界證明我存在　&lt;br /&gt;努力過的汗水　不斷灌溉美好未來.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114666090829343873?l=heart-felt-thots.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-14562791.post-114665368553448448</id><published>2006-05-03T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T03:54:54.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my practical papers were a big boo boo! oh man!&lt;br /&gt;too caught up with my chemicals till i burnt a hole on my chemistry paper...&lt;br /&gt;lucky! it wasnt that bad...  i didnt finish the papers... aww! i'll try harder for other subjects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114665368553448448?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114665368553448448/comments/default' title='Post 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY 17 th BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; JASMINE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; AND &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;KE XIN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate seoul today.. so full! im happy! i'll update more soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114614400211827345?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114614400211827345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114614400211827345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114614400211827345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114614400211827345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-night_27.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114597112667831360</id><published>2006-04-25T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T07:11:09.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why?! why the hell must i be reminded of it?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this feeling is so sucky! oh man! who the hell knows how i feel... unless you went through what i did! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;horrible feeling that refuses to let me off!! i cant get rid!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i got over it! i seriously got over it! havent i? LYDIA WHAT THE SHIT ARE YOU DOING THEN?! WHY THE F DID YOU ALLOW IT TO TAKE CONTROL OF YOUR MIND!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it ws merely a dream! a stupid dream and brought it all back... the pain that was too much for me to bear!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how happy can i get... im always at the losing end! im not weak! IM SO DAMN BLOODY SICKENING WEAK! i swear for goodness sake i didnt even recall the day and date till the dream came!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114597112667831360?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114597112667831360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114597112667831360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114597112667831360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114597112667831360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-night-why-why-hell-must-i-be.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114516289415899572</id><published>2006-04-16T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T22:00:55.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a strange belief... she was&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; biting the slippers like nobodys business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hilarious! she&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; believes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; that by biting the slippers it wont gives you any trouble when you wear it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so be it if &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it buys you a sense of security... what a hectic schedule today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;im rushing off to hospital!&lt;br /&gt;dang! i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;talking to&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; deng lin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114516289415899572?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114516289415899572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114516289415899572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114516289415899572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114516289415899572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-afternoon-what-strange-belief.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114511533455577148</id><published>2006-04-15T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T09:30:10.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops! i was late today! haha! i was supposed to meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yan ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yup ling&lt;/span&gt;) and &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pei wen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pei wei&lt;/span&gt;) at 9am...&lt;br /&gt;but i woke up at 9 plus... haha! with the help of&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yan ling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; call... at least i woke up earlier than usual cause i dont most of the tym... so i went to meet them at 10am ( according to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;pei weis&lt;/span&gt; entry) when i supposed to arrive perhaps 15 minutes after she called...&lt;br /&gt;well we went swimming!! haha! i walked to swimming complex... or rather i was strolling my way there! it been a long tym since i got myself into a pool... to be actual the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;last tym i got into a pool was half a year and 2 days ago..&lt;/span&gt;. i had no intention to swimming... but then&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; ling&lt;/span&gt; brought extra swimming costume... so i wore it... that was when i realised something... when you support it, it looked presentable and nice... when its without suppose its totally a LETDOWN!!(im sure &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ling&lt;/span&gt; understand what im talking about!) i looked so... argh! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;we three girls had so much fun playing with the two girls in the changing cubicle! they pushed the swimming costume into the cubicle where wen was changing in... and so we three got real nasty we kicked it back...&lt;/span&gt; jees! we three paraded through the whole pool... as if!&lt;br /&gt;i ws the first to jump into the pool! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;oh holy! its so cold! haha! we went to the baby pool to revive our childhood tym... we played the slides, mushroom corner and the fake waterfall&lt;/span&gt; ... then we saw this little boy whos so kawaii... haha! we went into the deep pool... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;that was when the piggyback thing started! haha! we did the double piggybacking...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the posture was disgusting! haha! after that we went to the top deck for sun tanning session!&lt;/span&gt; haha! it was so hot...&lt;br /&gt;again... we went back into the pool... as i couldnt swim... i decided to wait for the girls while they have fun having one last lap... stupid... a groups of guys were laughing at my direction... ('-'!!)&lt;br /&gt;after that we washed up.. we went to long john silver... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yanling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that guy not bad! hes cute... jiayou! go for it! after that we headed home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdays entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/1600/becky_slift!_).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/320/becky_slift%21_%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats me and&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PEI WEI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! oops! my bad...this was taken at&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Rebeccas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;house... so fun!ok! i looked as though im acting cute... well.. haha! thats &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Derick&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;on the left hand side... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hui zhuang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the middle and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Zhan jie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;at the side... its so fun! i love dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114511533455577148?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114511533455577148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114511533455577148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114511533455577148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114511533455577148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-evening_15.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114492923191888990</id><published>2006-04-13T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T04:53:52.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... your facial expression showed it all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt tell you i was in NA during that one year plus... so you assumed i was in express?&lt;br /&gt;or rather you thought i was his classmate... well... thanks for that! but sad to say im not his classmate... just because you didnt know im secondary five now... you assumed he stayed back because of me? you must be thinking that im a bad girl... well... nothing much i can say...&lt;br /&gt;think what you want... all i can say is... im hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chiaw khim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... thanks! i like your chinese name! &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;郭朝钦&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;so nice!&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114492923191888990?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114492923191888990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114492923191888990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114492923191888990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114492923191888990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114476347627311092</id><published>2006-04-11T21:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T06:51:34.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were that close... less then 30cm apart...&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;popped one nutty question&lt;/span&gt;... it was &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so funny&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;that im still&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; laughing at it after hours&lt;/span&gt;... haha! you &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;never fail to greet me or talk to me&lt;/span&gt; when you see me... thats so&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; sweet of you&lt;/span&gt;... like i said... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;guys in uniform look smart&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;! im happy!!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114476347627311092?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114476347627311092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114476347627311092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114476347627311092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114476347627311092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-night_114476347627311092.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114476347435982992</id><published>2006-04-11T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T06:51:34.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were that close... less then 30cm apart...&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;popped one nutty question&lt;/span&gt;... it was &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so funny&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;that im still&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; laughing at it after hours&lt;/span&gt;... haha! you &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;never fail to greet me or talk to me&lt;/span&gt; when you see me... thats so&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; sweet of you&lt;/span&gt;... like i said... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;guys in uniform look smart&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;! im happy!!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114476347435982992?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114476347435982992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114476347435982992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114476347435982992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114476347435982992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-night_114476347435982992.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114442007812925670</id><published>2006-04-07T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T07:28:12.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my eyes were &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;darting at that particular direction&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;couldnt help it&lt;/span&gt;... i wonder if its&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; purely curiosity or what ever so&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;cant figure out either&lt;/span&gt;... or rather&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; i dont want to&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;you&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; changed&lt;/span&gt;... i changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;whats next? im exhausted&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesdays entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/320/P1010070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;thats &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Kenneth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Naufal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Samuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Muhaimin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...(left to right) &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;all well dressed... posing in the hall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/320/P1010068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Amarpreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Mariah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peiwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... me...&lt;br /&gt;thats so fun... we&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; took one whole hour to get all dressed upin the toilet&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;girls are forever like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/1600/P1010072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/320/P1010072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one snap before we&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; get ready to perform... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;we are standing in such a way that our dancing partner is next to us&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/1600/5n1%20performance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/320/5n1%20performance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hello! i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wasnt even paying attention&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;awww... i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;look radioed&lt;/span&gt;(retarded)&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what was i thinking... or looking at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;im must be thinking about the competition held right after performance&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114442007812925670?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114442007812925670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114442007812925670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114380609085181753?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114380609085181753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114380609085181753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114380609085181753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114380609085181753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-evening_31.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114372548575504806</id><published>2006-03-30T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T05:34:58.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have learnt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;whats hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;motivation comes within oneself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;leave no room for regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;never take parents for granted&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;stop wearing a mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;set your goals right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;control your emotions dont let them take control&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the past dont equal to the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Gary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the banana...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Amin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the mina&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chuan Lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;(vivian)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the music man&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wayne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the magic man who never fail to amuse me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why... its weird... i tried talking to you... but then...&lt;br /&gt;its just weird... i dont know how to tell you...&lt;br /&gt;seriously i regret telling you that... well its ok...&lt;br /&gt;over reacting? perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114372548575504806?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114372548575504806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114372548575504806' title='0 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/&gt;its for real...  hurt so badly... what you feel now isnt as bad as what hes feeling...&lt;br /&gt;the pain that he feels is double yours or even more... confused? whats holding you back?&lt;br /&gt;get over it Lydia! move on! hes so nice to you... so sweet... listens to what you have got to say... put in the effort to make you smile... what more do you want?!&lt;br /&gt;slap yourself awake will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you... you made me feel like a princess... you are the best! im so so so sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who bothers to listen to my problems? who will be there? i dont know...&lt;br /&gt;im so confuse now... no use crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114337043265884537?l=heart-felt-thots.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-14562791.post-114312210951347175</id><published>2006-03-23T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T06:03:27.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all right... if thats the case... nothing to say...&lt;br /&gt;im fuming mad... so stop asking... im controlling myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114312210951347175?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114312210951347175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114312210951347175' 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body&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;first i felt it &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;on my shoulder&lt;/span&gt;... the next moment it was &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;at my butt&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;hello?! i bet &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;he or she is feeling desperate&lt;/span&gt;! it was &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so disgusting&lt;/span&gt;!=( turned me off!&lt;br /&gt;i had to &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;jump about before it gave up and drop on the floor&lt;/span&gt;... i screamed!&lt;br /&gt;it looks &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;like a cockroach... millipede...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;abit of those two&lt;/span&gt;... he or she is a &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;mixed blood??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;crawling feeling is still there&lt;/span&gt;... am i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;scaring myself or is there more than one insect&lt;/span&gt; around me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew... i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thought dad would scold me for my bill&lt;/span&gt;.. well! he&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; didnt!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im sorry! oops! next tym then i meet you ok?=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114311907667734689?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114311907667734689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114311907667734689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114302586450687851?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114302586450687851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114302586450687851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114302586450687851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114302586450687851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-evening_22.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114295099794865389</id><published>2006-03-21T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T06:23:20.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blogged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114295099794865389?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114295099794865389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114295099794865389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114295099794865389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114295099794865389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-night_21.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114265597966520364</id><published>2006-03-18T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T20:26:19.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im in pain...&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;gastric thingy is getting me in my nerves&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;it has been &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bugging me since last night&lt;/span&gt;... and i had a dream that i was &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pregnant and the foetus who was in my womb was killing me.&lt;/span&gt;.. phew! it was &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;only a dream&lt;/span&gt;... and then i realised &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the dream i had had something to do with my gastric pain&lt;/span&gt;... i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;was in pain since i was in lala land!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man! i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;just so pissed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114265597966520364?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114265597966520364/comments/default' 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night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you greeted me... thats so polite of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114260303964020032?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114260303964020032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114260303964020032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114260303964020032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114260303964020032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-night_114260303964020032.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114259917536275944</id><published>2006-03-17T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T04:39:35.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive updated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114259917536275944?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114259917536275944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; chatting online&lt;/span&gt;... and then my &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;granny asked me to answer the door&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;two &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;policemen standing at my door&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;shocked!&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;policeman who was talking to me has got a cute look&lt;/span&gt;... haha! he had a&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; bashful smile on his face&lt;/span&gt;... haha! &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;what a policeman&lt;/span&gt;! i think its &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hes first tym doing household interview...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;policeman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;good morning! i mean afternoon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;erm... yup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;policeman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;oh i just want to check with you if anything weird happen recently? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(he has got the short tongue accent! that made him sound even cuter!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;nope! its peaceful here!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;policeman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;can you write down your contact number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;here you go! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(wrote on the paper he passed...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;policeman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;all right! thanks alot! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(smiling bashfully still... off he go!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;okay! you take care!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats was the end of our conversation!=) haha!&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why! guys in uniform look do smart!&lt;br /&gt;nice nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114241784744094525</id><published>2006-03-15T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T02:17:27.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;woke up in the afternoon&lt;/span&gt;... saw one missed call... as a result i &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;missed my POA remedial&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Choir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;(didnt really want to go! oops!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had brunch cause i &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;missed my breakfast tym...&lt;/span&gt; never mind... whats the use of attending choir when&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Peiwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;isnt there... so im &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;not that sad when i missed my choir&lt;/span&gt; session... haha!&lt;br /&gt;so tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;horrible horrible! you baddie! shouldnt have let them got hold of your handphone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;but nevermind what done can be undone... haha! here's something for you... *arbish!* haha! i like!=X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres a song to all... (just imagine that im singing it... oops!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Purest Of Pain by Son By Four&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm sorry I didn't mean to call you&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't fight it&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was weak and couldn't even hide it&lt;br /&gt;And so I surrender just to hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;I know how many times I said I'm gonna to live without you&lt;br /&gt;And maybe someone else is standing there beside you&lt;br /&gt;But there's something baby that you need to know&lt;br /&gt;That deep inside me I feel like I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;I have to see you it's all that I'm asking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, give me back my fantasies&lt;br /&gt;The courage that I need to live&lt;br /&gt;The air that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;Livin' without you, my world's become so empty&lt;br /&gt;My days are so cold and lonely&lt;br /&gt;And each night I taste the purest of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I wish I can tell you that I'm feeling better everyday&lt;br /&gt;that I didn't hurt when you walked away&lt;br /&gt;but to tell you the truth I can't find my way&lt;br /&gt;That deep inside me I feel like I'm dying&lt;br /&gt;I have to see you, it's all that I'm asking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Baby, give me back my fantasies&lt;br /&gt;The courage that I need to live&lt;br /&gt;The air that I breathe&lt;br /&gt;Livin' without you, my world's become so empty&lt;br /&gt;My days are so cold and lonely&lt;br /&gt;And each night I taste the purest of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm sorry I didn't mean to call you&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't fight it&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was weak and couldn't even hide it&lt;br /&gt;And so I surrender just to hear your voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114241784744094525?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114241784744094525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114241784744094525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114241784744094525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114241784744094525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114235549170251115</id><published>2006-03-15T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T09:42:53.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my day like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i was busy picking out clothes to wear for the chalet... mum was scolding me for not dolling up like how a girl should... oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;afternoon:&lt;/span&gt; cab there... again! dishonest cabby!!! cheated me!! haha! its ok! i believe in retribution... went for bowling session with&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; jasmine cherie rebecca huzali rahim muhaimin farhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cup&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; akif&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;if im not wrong&lt;/span&gt;!) and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;irwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... ate mcdonald with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amarpreet wenhui mariah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;peiwen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... went&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; cycling at pasir ris park&lt;/span&gt;... the very &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;last tym i cycled the two rider thing was three or two years ago with&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; jun hao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; this tym i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;cycled with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; wenhui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;she had a hard tym man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i cant balance&lt;/span&gt; so she&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; had to cycle and balance at the same tym&lt;/span&gt;...=)&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;five of us cycled past a muscular guy&lt;/span&gt;... oh my goodness! hes &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;really muscular&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; mariah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;came up with this mad idea of ringing our bells&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;when we zoomed past him&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we went ring ring ring... laughing our hearts out!&lt;/span&gt; slacked awhile and then we went back to our chalet... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tym to set up barbequeing stuffs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;night:&lt;/span&gt; two teachers came... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mdam Lee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Miss Cheong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lao jiang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)... so happy!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;started barbequeing&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;took some pictures with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Farhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the cup... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;muhaimin... jasmine... rebecca... faiza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)... have not seen the pictures yet... after eating...&lt;br /&gt;we had a&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; water bomb war&lt;/span&gt;... all right! i know we were wasting water... but couldnt help it... it was so fun! &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;filled up bags of water bombs... throwning here and there&lt;/span&gt;... so fun! &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;every single one of us was dripping wet...=)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;entered the chalet room&lt;/span&gt;... i was&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; curious about the key and so i meddled with the key which was linked to the whole rooms electric system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;... oops! my bad! the guys were busily playing Xbox... they were playing so happily... because i remove the key from its original place, the whole room blacked out...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;fareez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;who was in the toilet shouted...&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;boys playing xbox went&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'ahhh!! lydia...'&lt;/span&gt; my bad! jees... so i&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; apologised and they laughed&lt;/span&gt;... phew! nothing happened! &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bidded goodbye to those at the chalet&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jianbin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xige&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;was being lame&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;he asked me to call him once i reach home to show that im safe and sound...=)&lt;/span&gt; and i did... way before i went off &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we were crapping about who would want to rape me&lt;/span&gt;... haha! i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;took 15 minutes to hug those girls there... this is how we bid good bye!&lt;/span&gt; haha! next i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;went to the beach with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; kenneth jiaying chenghao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; amarpreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... it was so&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; dark&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;reminded me of my seal sports camp&lt;/span&gt; which happened to be around there... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;feel the sea water under my feet&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;looked at the brightly lit ships over at the other side of the sea.. so fun!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;chenghao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thanks for washing my slippers for me...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;going to the beach just reminds me of&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; orange&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and me&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;it was&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; during the seal sports camp&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we were talking about the ships and we were looking at the sky leaning side by side... drawing heart shape won the sand with our name inside... so sweet and romantic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; cant blame it cause we are both libras&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;after going to the beach... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;kenneths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; dad picked us up&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;bid good bye to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;amarpreet jiaying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;chenghao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; kenneth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;opened the back seat door&lt;/span&gt;... so i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thought he wanted to enter first&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;who knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; he signalled me to get in fi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;rst&lt;/span&gt;... and so i&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; refused as i thought if his dad were to drive me home... i would be alighting first and so i should sit near the door... &lt;/span&gt;so we both were like &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;'you faster enter la! aiyo! you go first!'&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;didnt want to waste my tym asking him to get in first and so i entered... next thing i know... he closed the door without sitting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; i went &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;'huh?&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and then he sat in the front seat... &lt;/span&gt;then i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;realised he was being polite by opening the door and closing the door for me...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;('-'!!) haha!&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hes dad talked to me about what are my plan after O level...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so we blabbed soon i reached home!=) the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114235549170251115?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114235549170251115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114235549170251115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114235549170251115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114235549170251115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-night_15.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114235549315310057</id><published>2006-03-14T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T08:58:13.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my day like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning:&lt;br /&gt;i was busy picking out clothes to wear for the chalet... mum was scolding me for not dolling up like how a girl should... oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon: cab there... again! dishonest cabby!!! cheated me!! haha! its ok! i believe in retribution... went for bowling session with jasmine cherie rebecca huzali rahim muhaimin farhan(cup) akif(if im not wrong!) and irwan... ate mcdonald with amarpreet wenhui mariah and peiwen... went cycling at pasir ris park... the very last tym i cycled the two rider thing was three or two years ago with jun hao... this tym i cycled with wenhui... she had a hard tym man!&lt;br /&gt;cause i cant balance so she had to cycle and balance at the same tym...=)&lt;br /&gt;the five of us cycled past a muscular guy... oh my goodness! hes really muscular...&lt;br /&gt;so mariah came up with this mad idea of ringing our bells when we zoomed past him...&lt;br /&gt;we went ring ring ring... laughing our hearts out! slacked awhile and then we went back to our chalet... tym to set up barbequeing stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night: two teachers came... Mdam Lee and Miss Cheong (lao jiang)... so happy!=)&lt;br /&gt;started barbequeing... took some pictures with Farhan Suhaimin... muhaimin... jasmine... rebecca... faiza(the S)... have not seen the pictures yet... after eating...&lt;br /&gt;we had a water bomb war... all right! i know we were wasting water... but couldnt help it... it was so fun! filled up bags of water bombs... throwning here and there... so fun! every single one of us was dripping wet...=) after that i went to the beach with kenneth jiaying chenghao and amarpreet... it was so dark... reminded me of my seal sports camp which happened to be around there... went to the beach... feel the sea water on my feet... so fun! chenghao, thanks for washing my slippers for me...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114235549315310057?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114235549315310057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114235549315310057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114235549315310057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114235549315310057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-night_114235549315310057.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114227028042509292</id><published>2006-03-14T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T09:19:59.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;QIAN YING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; SWEETIE! YOURE ONE YEAR OLDER NOW! LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for leaving early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;! i dont feel good... as expected im down with fever... aww...&lt;br /&gt;i had so much fun at the chalet... its been centuries since i last popped by&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Escape&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huzalis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sun tan lotion&lt;/span&gt; didnt work on me and&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; cherie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... didnt work on him either...&lt;br /&gt;we were &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;standing under at places where theres sun&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;never mind at least i had &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my first try on sun tanning&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;weird people do weird stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;busily snapping shots&lt;/span&gt; here and there but then nothing came out great!&lt;br /&gt;in the bus... while waiting for rides... everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for the&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; pirate ship&lt;/span&gt;... sat at the far end... it was fun... i had to imagine &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;mariah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as someone that i dont like...&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wanted to hug her so badly&lt;/span&gt;... all right! i was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;scared!&lt;/span&gt; i was &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;screaming so badly&lt;/span&gt;... that i was so &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thirsty&lt;/span&gt;! but im happy because i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;screamed all my stress away&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;next... i tried the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wet and wild ride with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cherie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... we were&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; thinking of ways to pose when we see the camera&lt;/span&gt;... oops! she &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sat in front while im sat the back&lt;/span&gt;... we went&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; real crazy&lt;/span&gt; because we &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;scream way before getting splashed&lt;/span&gt;! after the&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; first splash... i was already wet&lt;/span&gt;... she looked &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so dry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;had the idea of changing seat&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cherie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... of cause i didnt... the &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;second splash was the funniest one&lt;/span&gt;... i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;covered my mouth when we were 15 metres high&lt;/span&gt;! i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wanted to scream&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; if only you saw&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; cheries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; expression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;!(of cause i didnt see either! she took the front seat... if i were to see her expression can you imagine? im no god! i dont want to die at such a young age! theres no space for me since shes taking the front seat!('-'!!) )&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;imagined her expression&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;because she told me she swallowed a gulp of the dirty water as she was screaming! haha! aww! thats was hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall stop here!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114227028042509292?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114227028042509292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114227028042509292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114227028042509292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114227028042509292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/03/it-night.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114190770905681877</id><published>2006-03-09T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T04:35:09.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the nana! he &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wrote me a testimonial&lt;/span&gt;... first tym man!&lt;br /&gt;i guess he must be &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;feeling so bored at home&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thats why&lt;/span&gt; he wrote me a testimonial...&lt;br /&gt;haha! to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;think i wrote one for him&lt;/span&gt;! he write no more than ten lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;giving the excuse that he lives under the same roof as me thats why nothing much to write&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;('-'!!) &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;at least he wrote one&lt;/span&gt;... oh man! why am i &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;so demanding??&lt;/span&gt; at least its &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;not some kind of nonsense... better than nothing! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114190770905681877?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114190770905681877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114190770905681877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114190770905681877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114190770905681877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114181429979442019</id><published>2006-03-08T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T02:38:19.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww.... you are just so cute and sweet to be with!&lt;br /&gt;i miss you too! you rock my world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114181429979442019?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114181429979442019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114181429979442019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114181429979442019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114181429979442019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-evening-aww.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114144202719596016</id><published>2006-03-04T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T19:13:47.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tonight it's very clear&lt;br /&gt;As we're both lying here&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things i wanna say&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;I would never leave you alone&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just forget&lt;br /&gt;Say things I might regret&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart to see you cryin'&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna lose you&lt;br /&gt;I could never make it alone&lt;br /&gt;I am the man who would fight for your honor&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the hero you're dreamin' of&lt;br /&gt;We'll live forever&lt;br /&gt;Knowing together that we&lt;br /&gt;Did it all for the glory of love&lt;br /&gt;You keep me standing tall&lt;br /&gt;You helped me through it all&lt;br /&gt;I'm always strong when you're beside me&lt;br /&gt;I have always needed you&lt;br /&gt;I could never make it alone&lt;br /&gt;I am the man who will fight for your honor&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the hero you been dreamin' of&lt;br /&gt;We'll live forever&lt;br /&gt;Knowing together that we&lt;br /&gt;Did it all for the glory of love&lt;br /&gt;LIke a knight in shining armor&lt;br /&gt;From a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;Just the time I'd save the day&lt;br /&gt;Take you to my castle far away&lt;br /&gt;I am the man who would fight for your honor&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the hero that you're dreamin' of&lt;br /&gt;Gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;Knowing together that we&lt;br /&gt;Did it all for the Glory of Love&lt;br /&gt;We'll live forever&lt;br /&gt;Knowing together that we&lt;br /&gt;Did it all for the Glory of Love&lt;br /&gt;We did it all for love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114140233781703314</id><published>2006-03-03T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T18:59:17.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;i was so tired... had a hard tym guiding the secondary one in ACM...&lt;br /&gt;the kids from our school are pretty smart... they are hyper active!&lt;br /&gt;but short concentration span... i was screaming here and there with peiwen...&lt;br /&gt;luckily i know the technique of shouting... if not i bet i would have suffered badly from sore throat... the whole guiding session wasnt that bad because on our way home in the bus provided by school, the Japanese whom were in the another bus right beside us waved at us...&lt;br /&gt;oh my god! they looked so cute! imagine someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday...&lt;br /&gt;went for a KFC session... was there slacking...&lt;br /&gt;and then hui zhuang and i saw hui min... so we chatted... and then we ended up chatting with a old lady! she needs someone to talk to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114140233781703314?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114140233781703314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114140233781703314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114140233781703314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a smile hides a thousand tears&lt;/em&gt; thats&lt;/span&gt; what&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Honsonn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114130972032785759?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114130972032785759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114130972032785759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114130972032785759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114130972032785759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-night.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114105407054123293</id><published>2006-02-27T23:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T07:36:34.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i cried hard last night... i thought i lost you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i was like a lunatic! i kept mumbling 'where the hell are you!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i bet you didnt know how much you mean to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114105407054123293?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114105407054123293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114105407054123293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114105407054123293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114105407054123293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-night_114105407054123293.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114093713393430857</id><published>2006-02-26T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T23:50:17.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>click this --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wu2Da-ch4OY&amp;amp;search=super%20woman"&gt;Superwoman!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Early in the morning, I put breakfast at your table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;一夜都沒睡但我 不曾如此清醒 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;我早餐準備了妳　愛吃的東西&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;這次換我等妳被咖啡 的香味叫醒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;想要找回每天早晨　對我微笑著的妳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;還能夠　做些什麼代替我的歉意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;總是望著我小心翼翼 順著我呼吸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;而我竟然理所當然　讓妳精疲力盡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You were my superwoman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;安靜的在身邊　無條件給我　夢寐以求的溫柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But I am only human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;我怎麼不懂妳多寂寞　殘忍的犯了錯不能失去妳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ooh—Babe--- You fought your way through the rush hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Try to make it home just for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;月光下靜靜靠著彼此　只求夜長一點&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;有多久沒有好好看妳　只是認定了我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;無論在什麼時候回頭　都有妳的笑容&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;是我忽略了妳也會有　想要哭的感覺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;沒有一種付出應該永遠心甘情願&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;再給被寵壞的男人最後一次機&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;會換我忍耐換我等待　不要真的棄權&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(---Baby)&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;是我把愛想得太簡單 以為只要我存在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;就能讓妳取暖心裏唯一的&lt;/span&gt;superwoman &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;沒有人能代替&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;不能想像更不能原諒這樣讓愛化成　灰燼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;If you feel it in your heart and you understand me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;STOP right where you are, everybody sing along with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can touch my heart with this song... can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you cant view chinese words... go to the view icon and then go to the encoding section...&lt;br /&gt;and then change it to unicode...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114093713393430857?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114093713393430857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114093713393430857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114093713393430857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114093713393430857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/02/click-this-superwoman-early-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114088524843598982</id><published>2006-02-26T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T08:36:41.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning... i saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;desmond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the bus on his way to&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; NPCC campcraft competition&lt;/span&gt;... he was waving to me and &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peiwen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;what a morning wave! i went&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; K boxing right after choir&lt;/span&gt; today... it was so fun!!&lt;br /&gt;we were high! what? there were&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Derrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pei Wen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hao Cheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yong Shuang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Zhan Jie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Samantha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... its so fun!! haha! we &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;sang like hell&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;miss &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tan peiwen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;broke the glass&lt;/span&gt;.. haha! i bet she&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; had the shock of her life&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and mister&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; derrick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;drop his plate of rice&lt;/span&gt;... thats so funny!&lt;br /&gt;we were jumping about! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;serious jumping about&lt;/span&gt;... we were at the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;top of our lungs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people whom walked pass look into our room... we basically brought the whole Kbox to life!&lt;br /&gt;it was so&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; ghastly dead&lt;/span&gt; when we were there... we&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; sang together in unison&lt;/span&gt;... no no! in different tones which &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;produced a wonderful disastrous cord&lt;/span&gt;... jees! but&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; i just love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;scared the soul out if the K guy&lt;/span&gt; who &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;came in to bill us&lt;/span&gt;... the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;K guy who took our order was great!&lt;/span&gt; hes so&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; funny&lt;/span&gt;! oh &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lydia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! we were so &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;na naly noisy&lt;/span&gt; that i &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;passed him the microphone&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;take our orders&lt;/span&gt;... we did &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;crazy actions when he took our order&lt;/span&gt;... like we would &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;raise hands for the drinks &lt;/span&gt;we want... thats &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;crappoly lame&lt;/span&gt;... isnt it? we actually invited&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; zhen xian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the k session &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;though he has to pay for his own share&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;what a invitation huh! in the end he couldnt make it&lt;/span&gt;.. thats so &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;... but i &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;believe theres always a chance&lt;/span&gt; to! we were &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;twisting left and right in the room&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;up and down&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;great workout&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;we sang: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ni zui zhen gui... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;daniel chan and regina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ming ming hen ai ni... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ping guan and fish leong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hao xin fen shou... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;candy lo and lee hom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;at the beginning... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;richard mark and girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;true love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;tanya chua&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hei se mao yi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jay chao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;huo yuan jia...&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jay chao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;xin guang...&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;s.h.e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tian hui... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;s.h.e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yi shi de mei hao... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zhang shao han&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tian hei hei... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stephanie sun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;waiting for you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hu yan bin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;high high high... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zhang hui mei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;bu pa bu pa... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guo mei mei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;c'est si bon... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5566&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wo nan guo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5566&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wei yi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lee hom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i remember... what a day! now i can hardly sing... im losing my voice... aww... what a price to pay...&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114088524843598982?l=heart-felt-thots.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-14562791.post-114025546252919350</id><published>2006-02-18T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T01:37:42.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;chatting with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;farhan suhaimin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... i was telling him what i was going through...&lt;br /&gt;well.. we&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; blabbed!&lt;/span&gt; im kinda sad... i was &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;talking to him about love&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;haha! other than that... we &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;blabbed in cup language...&lt;/span&gt; haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;well thats what i call &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RETRIBUTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;let him steal your heart&lt;/span&gt; away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;leaving the guy whom you were with lost and hurted&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and next thing &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;meanie cupids disrupted your love life after a year plus&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;keep &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;casting you with loves that made you cried&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;soon you &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;realised you were behaving like a fool&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;when you &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;try to shut the door of love&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it just &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;opens unexpectedly&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;within a heartbeat... you fall into the cycle again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and then &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you realised love aint that easy afterall&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;its &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;comes when it wants&lt;/span&gt; to... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;not when you ask&lt;/span&gt; it to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww... im going crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-114025546252919350?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/114025546252919350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=114025546252919350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114025546252919350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/114025546252919350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-114001081292725512</id><published>2006-02-15T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T05:40:12.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; trying my best to stay happy&lt;/span&gt;... but i couldnt!!!&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so pissing!&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;tried to be positive&lt;/span&gt; with my thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;but to no avail! i dont see &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;why should i bother trying to keep myself high&lt;/span&gt; anymore...&lt;br /&gt;the more i try...&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; the more stupid i look&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;dont tell me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;'your happiness lies in your hand'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; well! its all &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;its more like the more you yearn for it the more you dont get it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lost &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;embarassed&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thanks for the gifts you guys gave&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; greatly appreciated!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hoping i would get a gift from someone else&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;but i &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;guess i was thinking too much&lt;/span&gt;... diaoz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-113962980393209666</id><published>2006-02-11T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T02:46:57.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bad bad morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roses? give me &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;black rose...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;white rose&lt;/span&gt;... cause i like both of them...&lt;br /&gt;is there &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;white rose in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;get me perfume&lt;/span&gt;... cause its &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;helps to knit a better relationship for you and me&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;buy me stuff toys if you want it to be thrown into the dust bin&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;shower me with love letters &lt;/span&gt;so i&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; can compare it with those that i have in my possession&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;rest assured that i wont keep&lt;/span&gt; them &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;if i dont feel for you&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sing me a song&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i will remember in my heart&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;doesnt matter&lt;/span&gt; if you &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;go off pitch&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sincerity that counts&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-113962980393209666?l=heart-felt-thots.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-14562791.post-113958149133767333</id><published>2006-02-10T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T06:24:51.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... today i was really motivated to study after seeing their results... though i dont know how long will the motivation going to last... there were weeps and laughters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CONGRATS TO &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;SOTONG JELYNN FADHILLAH HONSONN XAVIER BOON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you guys made it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those whom did not do that well... smile! im sure theres always other ways out!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-113958149133767333?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/113958149133767333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=113958149133767333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/113958149133767333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/113958149133767333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-night_10.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-113931335191534020</id><published>2006-02-07T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T03:55:51.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stressed! sigh! i felt &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so paiseh when i saw him&lt;/span&gt;... oh man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ah ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; kelvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; whats that&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; expression on your faces suppose to mean?&lt;/span&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;you meanies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went choir... i dont know &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;whats up with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jiji&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... haha!&lt;br /&gt;out of sudden he was treating us&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; so good as though nothing had happened...(-_-!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked home with &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;georgina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... ce&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ntral park was bananaly windy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so strong that i &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;took my tym to walk home with her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL THE WIND...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diaoz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-113931335191534020?l=heart-felt-thots.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-14562791.post-113923060128036994</id><published>2006-02-06T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T04:56:41.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im smiling... is it it is for real? who cares?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know... dots man! im crapping!&lt;br /&gt;STRESSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-113923060128036994?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/113923060128036994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=113923060128036994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-113910907037933696?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/113910907037933696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=113910907037933696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/113910907037933696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14562791/posts/default/113910907037933696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>(X(00)X)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14562791.post-113906524196494862</id><published>2006-02-04T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T07:00:41.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;torned apart... its so sad... i dont feel good...&lt;br /&gt;im hurt... or was it my fault that i took it too seriously?&lt;br /&gt;damn! i cried so hard last night... not that hard actually... enough to finish two box of tissue...&lt;br /&gt;though you dont know a single thing...&lt;br /&gt;i feel so embarrassed now... tym will heal the pain...&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-113906524196494862?l=heart-felt-thots.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-14562791.post-113888390657383633</id><published>2006-02-02T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T04:38:26.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;late for school&lt;/span&gt; today! what the na na... if &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;only i was guai enough to keep myself awake at 6.30am&lt;/span&gt;... as usual... i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;entered dreamland the moment i off my handphones alarm&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;woke up at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.05am&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; i rushed like mad! i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;didnt really shower... im rushed through everything&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;got out of my house at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.10am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... waited for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the lift... which was stuck at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11th floor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;and when&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; it arrived on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th floor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THERE WASNT ANYONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! dang! i was so&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; pissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why did the banana lift stuck for nearly 2 minutes on the 11th floor... and not even a single soul was there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when it reached 6th floor...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and by then &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i knew i was going to be late! all thanks to the lift!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;started running the moment i was out of the lift&lt;/span&gt;... i ran as though there was no tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;dang! the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;side gates were closed&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Tan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;standing next to the gate yet he did not opened it for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i looked retarded standing outside&lt;/span&gt;! since &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he did nothing i chose to stand outside trying my best to look sart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cause i wasnt the only one late...=)&lt;/span&gt; finally the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gate was opened&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Mr Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; started &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;crapping&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shooting me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'even prefect also late ah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/em&gt;) that&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; was pretty sarcastic!(-.-!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;couldnt be bothered! as i wasnt the only goody student who was late!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;could have let us off since the morning assembly hasnt take place&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its was only &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.17am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ok!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we were to make our way to hall, we could have made it in tym of National Anthem... adn we wouldnt be considered late!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;satisfied after confiscating our student pass... he shooed us! dang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we pissed! and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;national anthem was being played when we are a few steps away from the hall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I PROMISED MYSELF NEVER TO GO BACK TO SLEEP AGAIN AFTER MY ALARM RINGS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-113888390657383633?l=heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heart-felt-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/113888390657383633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14562791&amp;postID=113888390657383633' title='0 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/320/P1010302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;fashion&lt;/span&gt; show?!&lt;br /&gt;its&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cherie rebecca lydia qianying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;jasmine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;whos in front!=)&lt;br /&gt;tyra bank and gang? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/1600/P1010332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/320/P1010332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;240ing to tampines&lt;/span&gt; after watching a quarter of Emily Rose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;climbing up the roof top&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;snapping here and there&lt;/span&gt; and getting scare over &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;annonghaseyo&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cat&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Rusty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;('.'!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet the&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; driver thinks that we are mad cause we snapped here and there&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;but we were &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;bored in his cab&lt;/span&gt;... what the na na...&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;we first on board&lt;/span&gt;, he asked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'going geylang ah?'&lt;br /&gt;what the crap man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/1600/P101028999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/320/P101028999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; whats up with&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; lydia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; peiwen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know... we looked happy dont we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/1600/P1010319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/320/P1010319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my lydia!&lt;br /&gt;you see this &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;cute chick&lt;/span&gt; here?&lt;br /&gt;we &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;spotted her in MRT&lt;/span&gt; on our way to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;annonghaseyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;s house...&lt;br /&gt;i swear! it &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;wasnt me who made her cried&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/1600/DSCN0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/320/DSCN0873.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its us... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;me cherie peiwen jasmine ziting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;rebecca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... this is &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;annonghaseyo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s rooftop!&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;real windy up there&lt;/span&gt;... aww... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;romantic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;can you &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;feel the love in broad day light&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/1600/DSCN0857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/320/DSCN0857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;what else can we do with a digital camera&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;take your pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/1600/DSCN0859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7806/1321/320/DSCN0859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;will date us on valentine day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be mine? nah! im &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hungry for love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14562791-113880353729695212?l=heart-felt-thots.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-14562791.post-113853287482034584</id><published>2006-01-29T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T03:07:54.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its evening!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy chinese new year!!=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;muackies to all!! stay cute and sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;all the best in your love life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(X(00)X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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