<?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-6393594483704798205</id><updated>2011-07-31T16:36:06.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的心情</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>192</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4955263771668336584</id><published>2009-08-23T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:33:41.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOVED (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theliyinglove.onsugar.com/"&gt;http://theliyinglove.onsugar.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4955263771668336584?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4955263771668336584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4955263771668336584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4955263771668336584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4955263771668336584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/moved.html' title='Moved.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4589332040882753677</id><published>2009-08-23T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T03:14:44.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HUILIN &amp;amp; YANLING BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;20th &amp;amp; 21st August.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual:&lt;br /&gt;22nd August - Huilin&lt;br /&gt;21st August - Yanling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog tml! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4589332040882753677?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4589332040882753677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4589332040882753677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4589332040882753677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4589332040882753677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/yay.html' title='Yay.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1635894076597228325</id><published>2009-08-11T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T11:46:34.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYNY</title><content type='html'>Went to &lt;strong&gt;NEWYORK NEWYORK&lt;/strong&gt; to have dinner yesterday with family because Mum got that $30 voucher from DBS credit card. I forgot how she got it, I only remember that it was me who helped her with it. heh heh. So i deserved that treat. I ate the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;roast chicken with penne in alfredo sauce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again. It is highly recommended kay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably try eating at lot1 shoppers' mall NYNY too, theres this kind and nice young male staff that kept answering my questions, explained my mum's enquires about the NYNY member card to me, and also to telling us what is the best deal for us. Haha. Cool guy, keep talking to me, make me shy only. HAHAHA! Happened to know him as JX. Dunno ley. nevermind la, i was kidding anyway, but yala, recommended, the penne in alfredo sauce. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now having stupid IT lesson, I'm slacking again. As usual. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1635894076597228325?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1635894076597228325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1635894076597228325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1635894076597228325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1635894076597228325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/nyny.html' title='NYNY'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-3289028907376875999</id><published>2009-08-10T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:28:11.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY</title><content type='html'>Ohdear ohdear.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I've cleared alot of work, but more is coming! And I haven't had the time to start revision eh. Sobs. What am I suppose to do! I have had another 2-3journals for event experience to do. And another reflection journal for ONOW to do. Also, had to finish my Korean homework apart from the Korean exam!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Goodness grieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm going to play game 1st. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy national day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-3289028907376875999?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3289028907376875999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=3289028907376875999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3289028907376875999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3289028907376875999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy.html' title='HAPPY'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-8869176837629816129</id><published>2009-08-08T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:33:24.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CEPP, ABE Talentime</title><content type='html'>Yesterday freaking attended some CEPP talk about fire and first aid, it was boring (asusual) but it was the group of people that made this stupid talk fun. HAHA. Well, there are photos and videos going up on facebook soon and yeah. nth much happened actually. I was being bandaged ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SnxWtMSIS0I/AAAAAAAAA5o/98X4NRLmZXs/s1600-h/DSC01438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367260190310157122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SnxWtMSIS0I/AAAAAAAAA5o/98X4NRLmZXs/s400/DSC01438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SnxWsqZc04I/AAAAAAAAA5g/SjT0W_N2IJw/s1600-h/DSC01442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367260181214057346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SnxWsqZc04I/AAAAAAAAA5g/SjT0W_N2IJw/s400/DSC01442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was presentation day for the stupid stage and finally its done and over. (: after that went to ABE talentime. Enjoyed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow going Jolene's house, yea, willblog again soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-8869176837629816129?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8869176837629816129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=8869176837629816129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8869176837629816129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8869176837629816129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/cepp-abe-talentime.html' title='CEPP, ABE Talentime'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SnxWtMSIS0I/AAAAAAAAA5o/98X4NRLmZXs/s72-c/DSC01438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-8187043234566634798</id><published>2009-08-03T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:16:09.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emoemo</title><content type='html'>While I was talking to you just now I thought of this phrase. It rhymes la actually. I don't know how I managed to piece them all up together. Probably its really like what the composers say, feeling is very important when come to a writing a music/phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes, I feel that I wasn't needed. Sometimes, I feel that we weren't fated. Sometimes, I feel that they ain't sure.Sometimes, I feel that it isn't like what its supposed to be. Sometimes... I feel that I am... lonely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know what am I supposed to feel like nowwwww. But I'm sure I'm back to all those emo-ing days. BAH. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary, I'm meeting hannah tomorrow to coach her on her pathetic maths. HAHA. Awaiting. I'm not sure if I can remember them anyway but I will just try to help her. And Wed is Drawing mock test. Hope I can pass it lor. And I can relax for my real test already. Yep yep. Many deadlines for this week. Hope I can pull it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wang Liying. Huiehting!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-8187043234566634798?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8187043234566634798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=8187043234566634798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8187043234566634798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8187043234566634798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/emoemo.html' title='Emoemo'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-7359932571222273154</id><published>2009-08-03T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:31:47.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>女人是祸水</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;女人是祸水. WWWHHHYYYY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you understand what does that mean. It is actually translated to Woman are disasters. My construction lecturer said that today during lecture. He linked to there after saying paint exposure. Because of the word exposure. HAHA. This is so funny. But anyway, he claimed that man always quarrel over woman thus woman are disasters. However Fish shot him back by saying that man are the ones who can't control themselves. LOL! Well, true la. So i think woman are not disasters lor, guys are. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today school is abit boring ah. I have to wait till 8pm before I can go home. Sobs. Because 6plus I will be going for my vocal class again. (: 4th lesson today. Its fun you know. :D Right, i shall blog tonight again. class ended! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, cheerios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;imissyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-7359932571222273154?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7359932571222273154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=7359932571222273154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7359932571222273154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7359932571222273154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_03.html' title='女人是祸水'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-6207998659954418950</id><published>2009-08-02T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:10:13.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lamey post</title><content type='html'>Blogger have been giving me alot of freaking problems. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday went to NgeeAnn poly for the Pol-Ite table tennis thing.&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaaaaaaa. and i'm blogging because:&lt;br /&gt;1. Kianloong ask me to blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. Huilin ask me not to be like wendy. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea! but i seriously got nothing to blog ley.&lt;br /&gt;I got my $1200 already. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYA. TODAY WENT TO JOLENE'S HOUSE. and we completed all the drawings for our presentation board. I THINK. LOL. :x i hope la. but yea, i'm gladddddd. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello i miss hannah and tanya :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and alot more people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;see you people on monday i miss you all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-6207998659954418950?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6207998659954418950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=6207998659954418950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/6207998659954418950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/6207998659954418950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/lamey-post.html' title='lamey post'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-8505434866529108845</id><published>2009-08-01T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:02:32.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-8505434866529108845?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8505434866529108845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=8505434866529108845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8505434866529108845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8505434866529108845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4284517685949816497</id><published>2009-07-28T00:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:57:34.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tutorial 8</title><content type='html'>hehe; webcammed with Peilian while doing our tutorial 8. HAHA. Only one peekture to share. There you go. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sm3dnLrX2OI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/4MU9gEv3JQI/s1600-h/me+and+pl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363186396487473378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sm3dnLrX2OI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/4MU9gEv3JQI/s400/me+and+pl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today's school was uber funny because we kept talking about the past like how we first know and think of each other etc. They didn't really say much about me but Jolene and Huilin and Glenda was the hot topic. And we even mentioned about how we think of Wendy's love life would be like if she has the chaaracter like Glenda's who can click with guys super easily. Hahaha. What a fun topic rght? Anyway yea. So the usuals were the boring lecture of Mr John Chan (materials) and I was actually doing my construction tutorial instead of listening. But he thought I was because I still managed to answer like 1 or 2 of his questions when he post them to the floor but no one answered. Bet anyone was listening to him. HAHA. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was construction lesson after a 1.5hr break, and yea, we went over to foodcourt 1 again to eattttttttttt .&lt;strong&gt;boring food&lt;/strong&gt;. I wonder how did I manage to tolerate Secondary school's canteen for 5 freaking years. Anyway! There's another lecturer sitting in during construction lesson and all of us did Mr Tang a favour by keeping quiet. But he was exceptionally strict today; when jolene turn behind to talk to me, Mr Tang asked her to keep quiet. oh well. And the day just ended the same way as it started. And me? &lt;strong&gt;I was online on msn and facebook.&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that I went over to the library after construction with Peilian to do our Drawing tutorial 8. &lt;strong&gt;Well, we were efficient la, i can say.&lt;/strong&gt; haha. Everything was done except pasting them up to our presentation board. hehe. Okay and so we are going to do that later again. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that there was this bunch of monkeys chattering super loudly in the library and I kept staring at them. And to my horror, there's this notice that says 'Silence' right beside my table.&lt;strong&gt; I seriously wonder if they have some problem in English yo&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was off home. We chatted along the road about our style of working and some other things. Surprisingly we have some characteristics that supposedly won't click but we managed to click. HAHAHA. Maybe its only the first project like what she say. After getting stuffs from popular we parted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So actually I went home and drank potato soup with stir fried vege. LOL. sounds wierd but nice combi. Anyway at night I talked to Kianloong on msn. &lt;strong&gt;He is a meany because he didn't wanna wake me up when he wakes up early than me!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(but actually he smsed me to ask if i woke up anot today. HAHAHHA. and im like complaining down here. wooops. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray! Class is going to enddddddddddddddddddddddddddd. And I am a happy lark. Hehe. Going to watch Mayday with xueqi, yarkam and christine later on. Hoho! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ps. I think that I am looking older and older as days past by.&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I don't have sufficient sleep? I dont know ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;Cheeeeeeerios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4284517685949816497?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4284517685949816497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4284517685949816497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4284517685949816497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4284517685949816497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/tutorial-8.html' title='Tutorial 8'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sm3dnLrX2OI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/4MU9gEv3JQI/s72-c/me+and+pl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-548512304813649471</id><published>2009-07-26T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T01:09:55.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>went out</title><content type='html'>&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;p&gt;Here to update about my super cool event which was held at the Singapore Science Centre on the 22nd July 2009. We had to wear formal! Which was like my first time wearing. So cool :D So anyway we took lots of photos as we have to put them into our portfolio ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms5bmCqGUI/AAAAAAAAA4g/hyNGU2kGFjg/s1600-h/DSC01270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362442927545653570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms5bmCqGUI/AAAAAAAAA4g/hyNGU2kGFjg/s400/DSC01270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362442920960105922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms5bNgincI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/wS6N-g_eG5Q/s400/5613_102753923233_545833233_2113699_1102786_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms5an0Js4I/AAAAAAAAA4I/v3L_Tf92rW4/s1600-h/5613_102753923233_545833233_2113699_1102786_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362442910841811842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms5an0Js4I/AAAAAAAAA4I/v3L_Tf92rW4/s400/5613_102753923233_545833233_2113699_1102786_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms5arFJTAI/AAAAAAAAA4A/L8ga_7aOtN4/s1600-h/SNC00989.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362445208273338418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms7gWagwDI/AAAAAAAAA4o/bqjwkIVOEpw/s400/5613_102753903233_545833233_2113697_2103558_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; and i'm happy. hahahahaha. because I have been slacking at the the entire day today. Even though there are tons of things to do. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Design and Drawing Tutorial 8&lt;br /&gt;2. Design and Drawing Tutorial 9&lt;br /&gt;3. Construction Tutorial&lt;br /&gt;4. Stage Making&lt;br /&gt;5. Stage Presentation&lt;br /&gt;6. ONOW Presentation&lt;br /&gt;7. Event Experience Portfolio&lt;br /&gt;8. Event Experience Presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cries T.T&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday 24th July 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Secondary School Cliques. Went to Farmart to have our meal. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms7hzhuNlI/AAAAAAAAA5A/QXexQn0rR_U/s1600-h/DSC01301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362445233268078162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms7hzhuNlI/AAAAAAAAA5A/QXexQn0rR_U/s400/DSC01301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms7hTATwRI/AAAAAAAAA44/yKMW5aonjOY/s1600-h/DSC01290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362445224537997586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms7hTATwRI/AAAAAAAAA44/yKMW5aonjOY/s400/DSC01290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms8BZkaRRI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/b2F0tFPi6wg/s1600-h/DSC01284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362445776055846162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms8BZkaRRI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/b2F0tFPi6wg/s400/DSC01284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms8BEOG9fI/AAAAAAAAA5I/RRVid12dpyo/s1600-h/DSC01289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362445770325161458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms8BEOG9fI/AAAAAAAAA5I/RRVid12dpyo/s400/DSC01289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The place was toooooooooo dark to take photos T.T Thats why only have photos with the 2 of them (yarkam and xueqi) because i went to Jurong Point with them!&lt;br /&gt;Right. Its time to get something else done. hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;GOOOOOODERRBYEEEE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-548512304813649471?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/548512304813649471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=548512304813649471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/548512304813649471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/548512304813649471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-to-update-about-my-super-cool.html' title='went out'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sms5bmCqGUI/AAAAAAAAA4g/hyNGU2kGFjg/s72-c/DSC01270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-7559025942497373541</id><published>2009-07-20T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:13:27.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;No monday blues!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class was super duper interesting today. Because I was busy watching 学警出更 instead of listening to my super boring teacher talking. And during construction uh, jolene help me and huilin put eyeliner. They say that I look like some rocker/evil woman. HAHA. and we started camwhoring. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SmQ6zmrnxDI/AAAAAAAAA34/2fLgF8YeDPk/s1600-h/Picture+0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360474114708980786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SmQ6zmrnxDI/AAAAAAAAA34/2fLgF8YeDPk/s400/Picture+0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SmQ6zQ6Tc5I/AAAAAAAAA3w/SewUU54P1i4/s1600-h/Picture+0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360474108864983954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SmQ6zQ6Tc5I/AAAAAAAAA3w/SewUU54P1i4/s400/Picture+0129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SmQ6zHMul2I/AAAAAAAAA3o/VunB9RrZa2M/s1600-h/Picture+0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360474106257905506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SmQ6zHMul2I/AAAAAAAAA3o/VunB9RrZa2M/s400/Picture+0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i'm at food court 5 watching 学警出更 again, waiting for CCA to start. jolene and jiajun along with huilin and kokhong went to play pool! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for 6.45 to come.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho. okay, i'm of to watch my show again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheerios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-7559025942497373541?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7559025942497373541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=7559025942497373541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7559025942497373541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7559025942497373541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/interesting-monday.html' title='Interesting monday'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SmQ6zmrnxDI/AAAAAAAAA34/2fLgF8YeDPk/s72-c/Picture+0135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-8521388513471219123</id><published>2009-07-18T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:31:02.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is joke day</title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to update uh. :x&lt;br /&gt;okay thats it. I have been missing from school from Thursday. HAHA. Cos i'm super duper uber sick on wednesday. :/ Ohyes, and I met Tanya Baobei on Friday. Haha. We went shopping at bugis and enjoyed ourselves very the muchy. hahaha! Actually only wanted to buy formal shirt for events de. In the end uh we took a very short time jiu got the formal shirt already. Bought one black with pink stripes one. After thattttttttttttt, we went shopping! Hahahaha. Bought freaking lot of things la, spent about $70 bucks. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Saturday was super boring. Today lor. -.- I woke up at 11am and went to fetch Peilian to my home to do the design and drawing project. Okay la, we were half done anyway, hahahaha. Just left the piecing up and stuffs. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Happy la today. Quite. Cos we made alot of joke out of those boring times. muhahahaha. RIGHT PEILIAN? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway, going off. HAHAHA. bye =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-8521388513471219123?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8521388513471219123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=8521388513471219123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8521388513471219123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8521388513471219123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-is-joke-day.html' title='Today is joke day'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-3530117484776564989</id><published>2009-07-15T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:35:37.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My laptop managed to survive after 5days of maintainance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, i survived another day in school with flipflops.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I am super sick today(i still am), and is intending not to attend school tomorrow because my nose is super irritating and im running a fever, headache, backache and etcccccc. T.T&lt;br /&gt;h1n1 omg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-3530117484776564989?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3530117484776564989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=3530117484776564989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3530117484776564989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3530117484776564989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-laptop-managed-to-survive-after.html' title=''/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-5280523851778776362</id><published>2009-07-09T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T00:15:52.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;div&gt;My laptop crashed and totally can't on it, so i cant blog with pictures, only able to after my lappy's fixed! Anyway, i'm freaking happy with life now. I don't wish to have any major changes. hehe. yesyes, you. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okayyyyy. im off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps. those who dunno anything, i will update you guys sooooon.but please for those who know don't spam my tagboard ah.LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-5280523851778776362?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5280523851778776362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=5280523851778776362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5280523851778776362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5280523851778776362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-my-laptop-crashed-and-totally-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1768080875351737602</id><published>2009-07-03T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:18:06.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to watch concert today, met hannah on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Will blog again tomorrow. freaking no mood today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you tell me you actually still care.&lt;br /&gt;and is not playing with moi feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;urgh, fuck it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1768080875351737602?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1768080875351737602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1768080875351737602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1768080875351737602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1768080875351737602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/can-you-tell-me-you-actually-still-care.html' title=''/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-7555487836661446332</id><published>2009-06-30T09:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:12:20.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY IS TUESDAY.</title><content type='html'>In class now because we don't have the freaking 1 week extra holiday. Nevertheless, I'm still having fun in class because of the slacking teacher who told us "Leave for breaks when you feel like. No need to ask me," and letting us end class earlier by like 1hour? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;whats up with the picture below. Look at my Personal Message and Huilin's reply. HAHA! :x Because the moment when I was online, the number of people who are in class already, almost tally with the number of people online. Wooops! Slacker class. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SklpXxLfU8I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/JsWs9_ljSWc/s1600-h/HAHAA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352925489165980610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 369px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SklpXxLfU8I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/JsWs9_ljSWc/s400/HAHAA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly boy is super extreme today. I was telling him that I am super cold (still), and he asked me "Need hug?" Aw! How sweet can he be! &amp;amp; he say he wanna hug me to sleep. ).( I'm like crazy alr. hahahaha. Silly boy woke me up today too, cos yesterday i told him if 6am I haven sms him, there's something wrong already. &amp;amp; he woke me up immediately after he came back from breakfast. ).( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;But ah, this is rare la. He's not always this nice. Prolly because I told him before I like guys who 'blow hot blow cold' (if you get what I mean). Stupid me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;Okay, I shall not say already, later you guys get jealous. HAHA. =x&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long day ahead!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, &lt;strong&gt;Special thanks to: &lt;/strong&gt;Weiny Heng, Tanya Ho, Hannah Lee, Phor Huilin. LOL. Always listening to my rantings and emo-ness. But ah, I'm sure I will emo soon one. Nevermind, I shall try to listen to Weiny dearest, look at the brighter side of lifeeeeeeee. du du du~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love _______. &lt;s&gt;So please JOQJ, please forget me because I know you got see my blog one, and stop putting all those nonsense on your msn nick because I find it an eyesore. -_- &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay,bye! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-7555487836661446332?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7555487836661446332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=7555487836661446332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7555487836661446332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7555487836661446332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-is-tuesday.html' title='TODAY IS TUESDAY.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SklpXxLfU8I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/JsWs9_ljSWc/s72-c/HAHAA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-2860477901771615550</id><published>2009-06-29T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:03:04.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rah</title><content type='html'>Hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;I am so bored here. because that pig went to bathe for 1.2hrs already and not bad yet. D:  Look at the time, and there's freaking school tomorrow. wtbong. Whateverrrr.&lt;br /&gt;baobei say its the 1st time i go gaga over a guy like this. LOL. really meh? Ohyala, quite true also. T.T&lt;br /&gt;I dont want ley.&lt;br /&gt;Shoo. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-2860477901771615550?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2860477901771615550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=2860477901771615550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2860477901771615550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2860477901771615550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/rah.html' title='Rah'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-2741277109038743108</id><published>2009-06-27T13:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:20:32.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays.</title><content type='html'>Many people have been complaining to me that I haven't been updating my life. D: So here I am.&lt;br /&gt;But what will you guys be interested about? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I went -&lt;br /&gt;1. Went Science Centre For Sony Toy&lt;br /&gt;2. Went Marina Barage For SIWF&lt;br /&gt;3. Went Suntec For SIWW&lt;br /&gt;4. Went AWARE For Community Involvement Programme&lt;br /&gt;5. Went Suntec For PC Show&lt;br /&gt;6. Went Paulyna's House to do Stage&lt;br /&gt;7. Went Auntie's House for mini gathering.&lt;br /&gt;8. Went School For SIWW Training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those days were hell, because I didn't really get to have a good rest. There are still days for project at my home, and those 7 things on the list ain't all, as one thing may actually take up 3days of myholidays, and i only have 3 weeks to spare. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Health -&lt;br /&gt;It has been &lt;strong&gt;failing&lt;/strong&gt; me. Haha, I am sick most of the time, prolly due to getting busy and all. Not enough time for this and that. It is relatively&lt;strong&gt; bad&lt;/strong&gt;. And I mean it. But one good thing, &lt;strong&gt;Liying is going on a diet.&lt;/strong&gt; =D So no more good foods for me, Prolly yes, but like once is 2 week time thing. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Friends -&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that I don't have time to meet you guys. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part right. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;My love life.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, nothing much have been going on, just that I'm now going gaga-ing over ______. It's wrong, I know it is. But this all that happening in my mind. Him, disappearing and appearing. Go,went,gone away for his rehearsals. Making me alll worried, when I told _____ I wouldn't be. Well, I somehow know that it will end up to be like how Me and Kelvin N ended up, if you know how. I don't know, gut feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&amp;amp;again, he didn't reply my sms. EEK. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But last night he said, "... sms tmr." RAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pig rushed out of home and forget to bring his phone. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-2741277109038743108?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2741277109038743108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=2741277109038743108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2741277109038743108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2741277109038743108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/holidays.html' title='Holidays.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1580679754871456424</id><published>2009-06-25T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:16:30.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>ended SIWW work at Suntec already, and i'm missing da jie Angela! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, dear girls have been spending yesterday drawing cards. today was video &amp;amp; card making. HAHA. darn funny because i keep drawing alot of cards but none's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, i miss _ _ _   _ _ _ _   _ _ _ (HE'S ASLEEP!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1580679754871456424?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1580679754871456424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1580679754871456424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1580679754871456424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1580679754871456424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-8355659737836407179</id><published>2009-06-22T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:20:28.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm melting &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-8355659737836407179?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8355659737836407179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=8355659737836407179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8355659737836407179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8355659737836407179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-melting.html' title=''/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-580505803007578361</id><published>2009-06-21T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:32:12.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marina</title><content type='html'>Today woke up uber the early and went to Marina barage. Paul's dad drove us there from Marina. THANKS! :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we were there, we changed up to the 'uniform' given, and was assigned to the traffic police sector. LOL. Me,Wendy,Paulyna = Traffic Police (Joke). So we started to act like one. I got a minor sunburn, thanks to the scorching hot sun. Ya, after what seems like ages, we started to slack, but still under the sun. LOL. stupid right. ._.  After that was lunch, den was slacking period. Took some pictures for portfolio and Tada, ended up watching the boundary climbing competition. After that went to gallery to GET AIRCON! It was home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encounters on the bus i would not mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;AH! I really got mesmerized by &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;. though i know you wont see my blog. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-580505803007578361?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/580505803007578361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=580505803007578361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/580505803007578361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/580505803007578361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/marina.html' title='Marina'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4107070368350468434</id><published>2009-06-17T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:02:56.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MANYMANYMANY DAYS. HAHA</title><content type='html'>Hi there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for CIP @ Dover again, after that was shopping spree. As usual, Paulyna didn't join us and the rest did. Went to look for pants and heels! After that we had our dinner at causeway and went to watch a movie called "Drag me to hell". Its a freak. HAHAA. Wendy and I were covering ourselves up - I mean our eyes. LOL! But nevertheless, the movie is nice. Unpredictable ending. I rate it 3.5/5 because it is too scary. HAHA. Bought a heel @ Charles&amp;amp;Keith after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to Paulyna house to do site report and stage. Nothing much happened. Ate fried rice that Paulyna's mum helped us to buy. It cost me $3.50! Normal fried rice $3 only. hahaha. yes, I paid $3.50 for the fried rice. ohyes, did stage and that part was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was shopping again and CIP @ Dover. Finally got my pants! Its fun to shop. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Jol&amp;amp;JiaJun + Huilin&amp;amp;KokHong coming over to my house. Cooking spaghetti. :D Will update soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4107070368350468434?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4107070368350468434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4107070368350468434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4107070368350468434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4107070368350468434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/manymanymany-days-haha.html' title='MANYMANYMANY DAYS. HAHA'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4654969389073508499</id><published>2009-06-15T00:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:56:04.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAYS AND DAYS AND MANY DAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;For the past few days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were getting a little busy for me the past few days. Had 2 briefings to attend, one on the thurs and the other on friday, 11/6 &amp;amp; 12/6 respectively. Briefings were fun and interesting because of the company!&lt;br /&gt;We were playing a fool and did the survery before we were even asked to. The image below was what Jolene did after taking away my paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347217024686128946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SjUhjZ1WfzI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/94q_oGRVLyE/s400/DSC00998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the very boring and lame slide presentations, we went for site visiting. Visiting the NEWater 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347217028235116642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SjUhjnDfwGI/AAAAAAAAA2g/VmTSJXbzZN4/s400/DSC01000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this was what Jolene wrote on the wall of compliment. HAHA. I wrote something similar too :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347217027565982434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SjUhjkj9kuI/AAAAAAAAA2o/xeDy8kKZiaA/s400/DSC01011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd stop was to the Deep Tunnel Sewage System. We went to visit how they collect our business and all. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Met ex-kranjian there who was working as the engineer. He was the guest of honour for my year's graduation ceremony, and I remembered him by his dropping spectacles, and his name that is uber common: Mark Wong.&lt;br /&gt;We had to wear this big bulky helmet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SjUhj0Fr0oI/AAAAAAAAA2w/USHLRzbawAU/s1600-h/DSC01020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347217031733957250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SjUhj0Fr0oI/AAAAAAAAA2w/USHLRzbawAU/s400/DSC01020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peilian and I. :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347218238215040450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SjUiqClMLcI/AAAAAAAAA3I/JoQ32ZVecA0/s400/SNC00644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was to the Marina Barage. Last station.&lt;br /&gt;Saw the process of the real marina barage (the mini version). Its really cool! (:&lt;br /&gt;The picture below is when the barage gate is closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347218233576751330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SjUipxTVgOI/AAAAAAAAA3A/v-74Y5VPEsE/s400/DSC01029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; needless to say, this is when the gate is open and the water gush in from one side to the other!&lt;br /&gt;Still don't get it? Visit Marina Barage! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347217036445509698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SjUhkFpAaEI/AAAAAAAAA24/Hs0519vfHdE/s400/DSC01029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is at the rooftop of marina barage. The ideal place for kite flying and picnic. ALSO! For the jump shot! HAHA. Whee, i love Marina Barage! (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we are going again next sunday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347218245409966674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SjUiqdYmClI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/6c4YACFCpAU/s400/DSC04653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh and we realised that the 9 of us were like the most enthu group because the photographer kept taking photos of us. HAHAHA. At the DTSS was because we were in the same bus as the photographer and videographer. At marina is because we kept doing idiotic stuffs to attract attention such as the jumpshot. &lt;strong&gt;NO1&lt;/strong&gt; does it. HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But of cause, I'm looking forward to the Singapore International Water Week. (: As for 12/6, nothing much happened because it was all presentation slides. Ohyes! I have to bring across something. when visiting the beaches and seas, please clear all rubbish that you can see. Help the animals. Some bird's stomach when dead, were opened up, and realised that bottle caps were what they had consumed. Small animals get trapped in plastic bags etc. Please help! ): &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ohyes, back to topic. After the briefing, I accompanied Jolene to SIM and wanted to go Jurong Point initially. After that, as I had already gotten a pump at douby ghaut, I decided to give the 2 of them some private time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the best sleep ever because I stayed at home. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another eventful day. Met Huilin early in the morning near 11am at WOODLAND (see! I have to wake up so early T.T) and head down to cityhall to go to PC Fair to have our site visit project done. Completed everything with Jolene, Paulyna, Wendy, Huilin and Jiajun (who came to shop). After thattttttt, we (huilin,jolene,jiajun&amp;amp;Me!) did some shopping. hehe. I bought a screen, keyboard protector, and a laptop skin! Woohooooo~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that i head down to Farrer Park to meet parents to go down to auntie's house for a little gathering for the super belated mother's day. It has been months since I last saw my cousins and aunties and uncles thus the wierd barrier, after that was fine. Chatted at cousin's place in the aircon room about studies and all. Yea, its always like this. Adults want us the older ones to educate the younger ones. HAHA. Yea, I'm counted the older one :x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that was home sweet home. I'm super tired. &amp;amp; thanks to BoonKOR who pei me sms the whole entire boring day! Hehe. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tommorrow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading back to dover to do our ONOW CIP, after that would be shopping for the working pants. HAHAHAHA. Hope can find )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4654969389073508499?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4654969389073508499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4654969389073508499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4654969389073508499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4654969389073508499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/days-and-days-and-many-days.html' title='DAYS AND DAYS AND MANY DAYS'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SjUhjZ1WfzI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/94q_oGRVLyE/s72-c/DSC00998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1431663553351797209</id><published>2009-06-10T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:13:20.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My week</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday, went to AWARE for CIP and went back to school to hand in our law assignment. After that, we went to partyworld with jolene,huilin,wendy,joanne,jiajun and kokhong. Sang for 6hours. LOL! was crazy. Initially was only 4hours, but our dear Jolene went to extend until 6hours (which is 11pm) and now she tell me that she is afraid of singing. LOL! So I reached home kinda late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, woke up super early and went to Science Centre. When we reach there, it was hell la. Cos practically no one was there except YinYao. The rest of the people, I know only in the later part of the day that they changed days, etc etc. -_- I didn't even know. So ya. Supposed to have 7, in the end only 5. (including ray and gaoming). Did some selection, blast music, chatted while finding, ghost stories with jol and ray. Fun Fun. After that we did some science in the mall thing, for the dinosaur fossil thingy made by soil and all. Its fun! Yes, after that met up with Xueqi, Yarkam, Christine and Yanling and we went to eat dinner at the zhu chao place. Took some idiotic pictures and yanling got scared after awhile got the lightray shine on her, and she tot is SOME OTHER things. Super funny. And thats all for today. Home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow going for SIWW thing, and its shit. Briefing from 8.30am to 6pm. -_- Thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1431663553351797209?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1431663553351797209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1431663553351797209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1431663553351797209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1431663553351797209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-week.html' title='My week'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4698301980346754550</id><published>2009-06-05T21:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T14:44:47.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retarded Exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Had my last paper for the term today, and it sucked alot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;There's this retarded teacher,&lt;strong&gt; Mr Retarded&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*name changed to protect identity*,&lt;/em&gt; gave us like practically hints la. Retarded anot. But we didn't want him to give us hints you know. We only want peace. I was doing my paper silently, and there's this '&lt;em&gt;monk&lt;/em&gt;' chanting nonstop. Retarded. Idiot one lor. He kept telling us, "you can do this, you can do that." and it seemed that no one wants him to give us hints lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was already super stressed up, and leaving with 4questions when you said "28minutes left", and was already struggling, and there you are, adding this and that to make me panic. And how retarded and idiotic was I to keep flipping front and back front and back, just to check that retarded me got write what you said down anot. &lt;strong&gt;ARGH&lt;/strong&gt;. Retarded. Retarded. Retarded. Retarded. Retarded. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. -_- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My head was already like super giddy, and pain and aching. But thanks to you, you made my brain worked retardedly hard. D: I hate la. I hate this module! D: I supposedly love this module alot one, but you laaaaaaaaa. you!!!! D: Retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last paper's supposed to be very relax and happy, but here I am feeling all fcuking stressed up thanks to your retarded doings and all. I know that you are treating us good, but its wrong la! &lt;strong&gt;Should give us hints before the exam ma!&lt;/strong&gt; Oops. Tsk. Retarded lor! D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muhahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Count how many retarded &amp;amp; idiots did I put in this post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winner will have no gifts, but losers, I will introduce Mr Retarded to you! Oops :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I was webcamming with dearest &lt;em&gt;yesterday&lt;/em&gt; and I screenshot some scenes. HAHAAH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343883338169732786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SilJlTy8TrI/AAAAAAAAA1w/uypcY3iB0hQ/s400/%3D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343883339986612018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SilJlakHrzI/AAAAAAAAA14/gAWfbNfkGF4/s400/HOHO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343883342071145474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SilJliVHJAI/AAAAAAAAA2I/DTEdM7Gem3o/s400/UGLY.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; to you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stop asking me to ________ anymore, you know I won't. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I don't think that i'm worth it you know~&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And to the other you,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I still don't know why,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;why are you still like this. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4698301980346754550?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4698301980346754550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4698301980346754550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4698301980346754550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4698301980346754550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/retarded-exam.html' title='Retarded Exam'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SilJlTy8TrI/AAAAAAAAA1w/uypcY3iB0hQ/s72-c/%3D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4160273948663168763</id><published>2009-06-03T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:06:13.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUT WITH HANNAH AGAIN</title><content type='html'>Had my construction paper and it turned out to be quite do-able. &lt;strong&gt;I'm glad :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was a very good thing, because I managed to complete the whole paper. =D Just rather confused by 1 question. hoho. After exam went down to Dover Crescent and had a talk with the CIP person after that head down to meet Hannah at bukitbatok for lunch. It was a htht (heart to heart talk) time and talked alot, and I got my freaking hairband. LOL. Its enormous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SiaZ1oz8TXI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ND4NewYlisY/s1600-h/IMG_2783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343127154689068402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SiaZ1oz8TXI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ND4NewYlisY/s400/IMG_2783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SiaZ1dSuGsI/AAAAAAAAA04/1L8DfuXT14g/s1600-h/IMG_2780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343127151596935874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SiaZ1dSuGsI/AAAAAAAAA04/1L8DfuXT14g/s400/IMG_2780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SiaZ0zmuqoI/AAAAAAAAA0w/UsTf5s9Zgwo/s1600-h/IMG_2786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343127140406569602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SiaZ0zmuqoI/AAAAAAAAA0w/UsTf5s9Zgwo/s400/IMG_2786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SiaZ0gE82RI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Ui0MNMzhsM0/s1600-h/IMG_2775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343127135164619026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SiaZ0gE82RI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Ui0MNMzhsM0/s400/IMG_2775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had pasta mania and a swensons' icecream each! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Both swensons icecream only cost = $9.50&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw Raffy &amp;amp; Mirabel when we at bukit batok! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes and thats the end. HAHAHA&lt;/div&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;/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/6393594483704798205-4160273948663168763?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4160273948663168763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4160273948663168763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4160273948663168763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4160273948663168763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/out-with-hannah-again.html' title='OUT WITH HANNAH AGAIN'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SiaZ1oz8TXI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ND4NewYlisY/s72-c/IMG_2783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-7445437966954721507</id><published>2009-06-02T13:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:20:50.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic month</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;HELLO EARTHLINGS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the midst of calling the people for CIP, and since it was their lunch break, here I am,having a short break too, blogging, else I guess I wouldn't have the time to. Law yesterday was &lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;. Awesome till I guess I'm going to flunk it. Haha. The questions were great, tricky, tough, ____ (whatever you name it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June is a super busy month for me, despite all the holidays that I'll be having. Ohdear, how am i going to have my shopping days with my darlings, and baobeis and sisters! What about all the reunions! &lt;strong&gt;ARGH!&lt;/strong&gt; I've just done up my schedule for this stupid month, and i realised that I have to cramp &lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/strong&gt; (4 projects, 2 events) into 3 weeks. This is hell right! Pity me! D:&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that I will only have a few days for my darlings, I'm so sorry, but please book me asap after my schedule's up okay! Else I guess I wouldn't have time already. &amp;amp; of cos, apart from going out, I need to have my break. hahaha. So days are only reserved for my dear friends, and the rest of the time is for me to rest! :D (I wonder if i have the time to..) &lt;strong&gt;School is 5days/week, holiday is 7days/week D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pimples are popping out due to late nights that I am having to study for examination. I better pass my stupid modules I tell you, else I think I'm going to die, I still want my good g.p.a one okay!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes! Congratulations to &lt;strong&gt;SIM MING DA&lt;/strong&gt; for attaining the medal for the sundown marathon aka the 42.___ run thing! HAHA. Grats! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay, now I going off to do my things already. Good luck to those having their examinations! :D &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love you! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuck the construction.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuck the exams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuck the CIP.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-7445437966954721507?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7445437966954721507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=7445437966954721507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7445437966954721507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7445437966954721507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/hectic-month.html' title='Hectic month'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-8732135681962193806</id><published>2009-06-01T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T02:19:38.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam</title><content type='html'>Law examination tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Cos' i'm sure i'm going to be dead.&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with like 1 chapter to study tomorrow. wish me all the best ;DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-8732135681962193806?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8732135681962193806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=8732135681962193806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8732135681962193806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8732135681962193806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/exam.html' title='exam'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-567888455407742968</id><published>2009-05-31T02:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T02:45:31.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear whoever,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't rain today.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Please let him finish his run safely.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-567888455407742968?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/567888455407742968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=567888455407742968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/567888455407742968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/567888455407742968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-whoever-please-dont-rain-today.html' title=''/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-5544948622704400032</id><published>2009-05-30T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:53:37.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ExAMS COMING!</title><content type='html'>Exam's coming on monday and June's schedule is really really packed. Once I have my schedules all done up, I will post it on blog, you all choose which day you all want to date me okay? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow and Sunday is studying time, I think that I'm going to go berserk due to studying already. It might be a good thing for us to have exams before the exams so that we can have break peacefully, but its really stressful la!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;oaky, im just ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. loves.&lt;br /&gt;Won't be updating till exams over i bet. (:&lt;br /&gt;Miss me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-5544948622704400032?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5544948622704400032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=5544948622704400032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5544948622704400032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5544948622704400032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-coming.html' title='ExAMS COMING!'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1272901892444949961</id><published>2009-05-28T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:05:11.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertisement</title><content type='html'>Peepps.&lt;br /&gt;I've got ads up.&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE CLICK everyday :x &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1272901892444949961?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1272901892444949961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1272901892444949961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1272901892444949961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1272901892444949961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/advertisement.html' title='Advertisement'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-8317978171317858894</id><published>2009-05-26T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:34:46.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAH</title><content type='html'>I don't know if i should.&lt;br /&gt;But, i know that you will be much happier that way. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I still wanna know every bit about your life.&lt;br /&gt;What about you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-8317978171317858894?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8317978171317858894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=8317978171317858894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8317978171317858894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8317978171317858894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/rah.html' title='RAH'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4549824507583983643</id><published>2009-05-26T10:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:03:39.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In school now;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best and favourite module you would ALL desire to have. Having the best slacker teacher as your lecturer, and you can get to do whatever you want as long as you behave, and hands up everything at the end of the term. WOO! (:&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to the Science Centre later on for the event that our class are involved in, thus will not be home early today. Today is hell, tomorrow will be worse. Tomorrow from morning to night will be filled with activities! All use brain one. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to updates with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I don't know when will it be the day that I will fully be able to forget you, but I know that I will be able to. I know that you have been avoiding from almost every big hints or small hints that i've given you, and thus, i guess, you also don't wanna lose me as a friend, thats why you kept avoiding from the topic that I used to bring up often.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I let you go.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose you as my good friend, someone whom I can pour every little bit of things to. Someone who knows almost all my good friend's and classmates names and what did they do to me, or what did we do on a daily basis. I don't wanna lose a soulmate, someone whom I can cry to and scream, yell (you name it, I do it) to. I really don't wish. Thats why, I choose to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm ignoring you, I'm just feigning ignorance. I want to forget you. Yes I want to. Please allow me to, if you don't want to me to change, don't want me mood and attitude towards you to change.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I'm sorry for not picking up your calls, for [s]purposely[/s] accidentally putting my phone in the room, charging when I know that you will call me if you or I totally didn't contact you for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what are you thinking already, like now.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna leave you alone.&lt;br /&gt;But I still wanna know every bit about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still continue talking to you, continue waking you up as usual. But...&lt;br /&gt;I will try, and still trying to forget you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming. And I haven study.&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou Wang Liying.&lt;br /&gt;You can do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4549824507583983643?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4549824507583983643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4549824507583983643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4549824507583983643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4549824507583983643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-life.html' title='My life'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-8800104300709251603</id><published>2009-05-25T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:31:54.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohdear</title><content type='html'>AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this!?! I really don't understand why are our exams schedule so terrible. Next week is the exam week, and I haven't study any bit of it. Die liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-8800104300709251603?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8800104300709251603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=8800104300709251603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8800104300709251603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8800104300709251603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/ohdear_25.html' title='ohdear'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-715157497400811274</id><published>2009-05-23T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T01:21:23.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meetup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ShbezkIrEyI/AAAAAAAAA0g/wdL8-ewQqMU/s1600-h/asda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338699385749050146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ShbezkIrEyI/AAAAAAAAA0g/wdL8-ewQqMU/s400/asda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to school for only freaking 3 hours today including the stupid site visit. HAHA. Its very funny in school because my teacher (Mr.Koh) is very cute. Haha. I asked for his number and he is so funny, cause he whisper to jol they all and say, "She's going to date me out." HAHAHAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, caught up with Hannah, we went to pizza hut to have our dinner. The food was great, but the service sucked like hell. I suan-ed them straight in their face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I went like this, "Hannah, next time we don't sit corner seats already. They cannot see us one."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL! I know I'm bad. I had chicken haven, and after that went to Macs after buying some stuffs. Well, saw glen,fish and deryoh at pizzahut. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camwhored and did some work at macs. Woo! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ShbRb0G_yyI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/6ybToEoKr2w/s1600-h/Picture+0064-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338684684068965154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ShbRb0G_yyI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/6ybToEoKr2w/s400/Picture+0064-tile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338684546748657682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ShbRT0jSMBI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/94hTgfOmR00/s400/ME.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you too bestfriend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-715157497400811274?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/715157497400811274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=715157497400811274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/715157497400811274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/715157497400811274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/meetup.html' title='Meetup'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ShbezkIrEyI/AAAAAAAAA0g/wdL8-ewQqMU/s72-c/asda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4747225907970712376</id><published>2009-05-18T23:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T12:02:50.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of updates</title><content type='html'>I apologise sincerely as I serious have no time to do updates due to all the projects and assignments that i've been issued since the past few weeks. Projects are piling up (it still is), and I'm actually super busy these days (even now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyweek's I am like a busy bumper bee. I work from morning, till late in the night. Having very little sleep in between. I wonder how wonderwoman works, they really are, like what their name suggests. Work never ending. Just as soon as I finished this, another one come. What's worse, CCA is adding onto the load. Nevermind (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as soon as school started, mind games seems to be getting the hang of it in my brain, messing my every thinking up. I always wonder, why am i thinking this way - I shouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Don't treat me so well if its not that you like me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. If you can't treat me not-so-good, Read the 1st one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. If you are still treating me well, please read the 1st one again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to the Jurong East popular to get our materials for this coming wednesday - to do our stage. The popular is big enough la, thus able to get our things fast and easily. Actually its easy but not fast. Because we walked in and out of the popular for ALOT of times just to PLAN and THINK of our stage's idea. -_- In the end, we only bought things for our stage. Hahaha. After buying our things, Paulyna left. Leaving jolene, huilin and me. We were thinking if we should EAT then STUDY or STUDY then EAT. In the end we chose to Eat first before studying. We went to the coffeeshop at jurong east there. And I have to comment something on the food there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably some food might be nice, but some are not. There's this western food that claimed that its western food is very very verynice, but actually its like shit seriously. -_- Only the chicken chop is nice, and the mushroom soup that i bought separately. Other than that, everything's shit. No fries, its alright. But they never give coleslaw also. Salad + Potato = Potato Salad. Normally outside got salad and fries(potato) one right!! ): Okay anyway, after eat, went to the library to do drawing Section C-C. Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a sense of satisfaction, like really. Because we managed to finish part of B-B and finished the whole C-C except 1 part that we were unsure of. yay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time in my life yesterday that the librarian came to chase us out of the library, not because we were very noisy like when we were young, but the librarian came to chase us out because we were busy doing our homework and ignored their message that the library is actually closing. So, we were chased out because the library wants to close. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went to BBDC to wait for Mingda to end his driving class. After that we walked home from Bukit Gombak. -_- So far. Diu. Den on the way alot of bangla. He kept screaming at me to look in front, cos all those banglas riding bicycle. &amp;amp; he kept saying they dunno how to ride. LOL! Then I keep giving a black face than i think he thought I unhappy or what. Whatever I say he will take action =x Like when i say shoulder pain, he help me take my bag. When I say i want hold his bag, he dont let laaaa!!!!! But in the end he let and I didn't hold liao. Rah.! Must have woman's pride. HAHAHAHA. He sent me home lor. And I went home and proceed doing other things. -_- Super tired. I am still tired NOW. I will update pics when I go home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, IT class end liao, and I'm going off for Table Tennis game. Tonight have Theatres' workshop. Hope to enjoy! :D&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I don't dare to think anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4747225907970712376?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4747225907970712376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4747225907970712376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4747225907970712376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4747225907970712376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/days-of-updates.html' title='Days of updates'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4967298454267830110</id><published>2009-05-11T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:56:22.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recollections</title><content type='html'>Had a pretty good week, lets recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs 07/05/09, went to school as usual and went to bugis with jolene, huilin, gaoming. After awhile Gaoming left leaving the 3 of us, and that 2 of them de boyfs. RAH. i machiam lightbulb lor. -_- after slacking, talking, eating, shopping, we went home. haha. tired sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other days were super duper normal until Sat 09/05/09. Went to Jol's house to do IT project and we had a great time. We took like super duper short time to finish question 1a, and took the rest of the time to talk, gossip and, HAAHAH. you know what. (:  After that we left, because decided not to go partyworld liao. =x Anyway yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, 10/05/09. I quitted my job. As in yes, it was my last day over there. Was a relief, was glad. BUT no income how!?! Ask SMD feed me. LOL! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, happy mother's day mummy. (:&lt;br /&gt;Today is a super lucky day.&lt;br /&gt;School's tomorrow. Hope to not sleep tomorrow. Going pool with Tanya baobei tml. yay! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4967298454267830110?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4967298454267830110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4967298454267830110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4967298454267830110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4967298454267830110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/recollections.html' title='Recollections'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-5621041350916414072</id><published>2009-05-04T21:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:22:54.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xueqi 18 birthday</title><content type='html'>On 02May2009,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Xueqi's 18th birthday. We bought her a Winnie the Pooh for her birthday, and went to Yuki Yaki to have our buffet lunch. Over there, many jokes were cracked, including, the part when we were made to go back to finish the food on our buffet table. HAHA. Because it was ridiculous. -_- we left ALOT on the table. Anyway, after that the rest went to siokyit's dad's pub to sing song while xueqi and I went home. I went to Macs to study with Mingda after I went home to put my stuffs. Was quite productive uh. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures below :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8M_Yh327I/AAAAAAAAA0A/NL1sCr4KrFk/s1600-h/DSC00675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331994766885772210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8M_Yh327I/AAAAAAAAA0A/NL1sCr4KrFk/s400/DSC00675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8M_bkkMAI/AAAAAAAAAz4/-zc-c_TrtjI/s1600-h/DSC00667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331994767702372354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8M_bkkMAI/AAAAAAAAAz4/-zc-c_TrtjI/s400/DSC00667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8M_BMe9hI/AAAAAAAAAzw/xWhvHLjK4rI/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331994760622044690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8M_BMe9hI/AAAAAAAAAzw/xWhvHLjK4rI/s400/DSC00664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8MKBCCfII/AAAAAAAAAzo/exu-IuPOh4o/s1600-h/DSC00660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331993850045168770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8MKBCCfII/AAAAAAAAAzo/exu-IuPOh4o/s400/DSC00660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8MJynO7PI/AAAAAAAAAzg/kTMZcLucoH0/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331993846174641394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8MJynO7PI/AAAAAAAAAzg/kTMZcLucoH0/s400/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8MJieoREI/AAAAAAAAAzY/lYG7qVsvwqc/s1600-h/DSC00656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331993841843586114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8MJieoREI/AAAAAAAAAzY/lYG7qVsvwqc/s400/DSC00656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8MJfMm0TI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/GBt1z7Jq-l8/s1600-h/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331993840962687282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8MJfMm0TI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/GBt1z7Jq-l8/s400/DSC00655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8MIxcPpaI/AAAAAAAAAzI/GFa7HM4jxic/s1600-h/DSC00652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331993828680246690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8MIxcPpaI/AAAAAAAAAzI/GFa7HM4jxic/s400/DSC00652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday, 3rd May 2009,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glenda,Fish,Justin came over to my house to do project after my work. Fish reached at ard 9, thus our whole project thing ended late! Jus and Glen gotta take the last train home but Fish missed it. ): So, she came over to my house to sleeep! :D I gave up half of my bed. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I webcammed with Huilin while doing proj and hahahaha. all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf7_h2aEcAI/AAAAAAAAAzA/-kcey6sHscw/s1600-h/US..jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331979965858869250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf7_h2aEcAI/AAAAAAAAAzA/-kcey6sHscw/s400/US..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf7_h7d8pZI/AAAAAAAAAy4/TGmnI7ooJCQ/s1600-h/li.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331979967217313170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf7_h7d8pZI/AAAAAAAAAy4/TGmnI7ooJCQ/s400/li.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today 04May2009,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SCHOOL IS FINE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wore the Cheer you up tee to cheer ppl up because Monday ma. I scared ppl got mondays blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But instead, i got blue-d by the lectures. kinda bored! ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we camwhored. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf79xP82HbI/AAAAAAAAAyw/KeM34Shfb-I/s1600-h/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331978031390399922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf79xP82HbI/AAAAAAAAAyw/KeM34Shfb-I/s400/DSC00722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Glenda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf79w9T-UmI/AAAAAAAAAyo/5PxPzXO9wBM/s1600-h/DSC00717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331978026387133026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf79w9T-UmI/AAAAAAAAAyo/5PxPzXO9wBM/s400/DSC00717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My construction notes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf78L_5VdLI/AAAAAAAAAyg/PMcr06m89o0/s1600-h/DSC00715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331976291913921714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf78L_5VdLI/AAAAAAAAAyg/PMcr06m89o0/s400/DSC00715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf78LtMctQI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Bwajfcg3tnI/s1600-h/DSC00707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331976286893815042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 362px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf78LtMctQI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Bwajfcg3tnI/s400/DSC00707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf78LdygQKI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/a-3bKbdePRA/s1600-h/DSC00705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331976282758463650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf78LdygQKI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/a-3bKbdePRA/s400/DSC00705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Huilin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf78LFGToSI/AAAAAAAAAyI/d1CNyF89MtM/s1600-h/DSC00701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331976276130636066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf78LFGToSI/AAAAAAAAAyI/d1CNyF89MtM/s400/DSC00701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf78K2_gHLI/AAAAAAAAAyA/zpHgz-t5i2E/s1600-h/DSC00700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331976272343997618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf78K2_gHLI/AAAAAAAAAyA/zpHgz-t5i2E/s400/DSC00700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;----------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Xueqi, thanks for always being a great friend. To be the friend that I can share secrets with. Thank you for your motivations, thank you for everything. Thank you for always allowing my stuffs and secrets to be placed into your heart, my problems to be placed into your minds, forever helping me with solutions. Thank you. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love you k. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy 18.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-5621041350916414072?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5621041350916414072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=5621041350916414072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5621041350916414072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5621041350916414072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/xueqi-18-birthday.html' title='Xueqi 18 birthday'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sf8M_Yh327I/AAAAAAAAA0A/NL1sCr4KrFk/s72-c/DSC00675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-7608983865848011848</id><published>2009-05-04T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T01:31:31.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NIGHTS</title><content type='html'>Xueqi, i will blog for you tomorrow k?&lt;br /&gt;Its super late already. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, fishy's at my house now. Yes, this hour. Haha. We did project and She missed the last train and thus came over. HAH. okay. i go sleep liao. hoho. nights.&lt;br /&gt;Webcammed with Huiling all the way till now. I will upload photos tomorrow! HAHAHA. Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-7608983865848011848?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7608983865848011848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=7608983865848011848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7608983865848011848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7608983865848011848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/nights.html' title='NIGHTS'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4105539068460696685</id><published>2009-05-01T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:15:14.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geryjie house, Xueqi birthday</title><content type='html'>It was labour day a few minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;I spent my day working and sleeping. HAHA. omg. no good, not productive at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was at Geryjie's house yesterday, jeremy kor was there too. Did some stuffs and went to Xin Wang Hong Kong Cafe for supper. GeryJie's treat! THANKS! After that Mingda came over and send me home cos it was already 1am in the morning. I reached home at 2am. HAHA. Walked and talked with him luh. Time flies fast around him, because he is an entertainer. LOL! I like being around him because he gives me the sense of security. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept saying me cos i kept looking into my bag, searched high and low for mythings. I was worried that I didnt bring home. :x Den he kept saying that its my result for not sleeping early. What can I say!! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was complaining about the long route from yewtee point to my place, and he 'scolded' me. Because he wanted to bring his 2-seater bike to fetch me home cos he knew that I would be tired, but in the end I asked him not to. LOL. :x And i regretted. Okay. I was tired, he made me sit at the busstop and he ran to esso to buy drinks while i look after his bike and REST. After that, we chatted. I grabbed his clothes for awhile cos I tried to close my eyes to rest it for awhile. He scolded mefor wearing contacts cos I said that my contacts getting dry. He scared contacts stick tomy eyes. LOL. cute guy.&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I feel that my heart's running towards you.&lt;br /&gt;After all that you've done. Omg. Is it something bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes! did I mention that Im going studying with mingda tomorrow after xueqi's birthday celebration? Confirm got joke one. LOL :x&lt;br /&gt;Okay. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday Xueqi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Seeyou tml ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4105539068460696685?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4105539068460696685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4105539068460696685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4105539068460696685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4105539068460696685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/05/geryjie-house-xueqi-birthday.html' title='Geryjie house, Xueqi birthday'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-2169601490867092807</id><published>2009-04-30T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T12:55:47.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK</title><content type='html'>Apparently, I lost my tutorial assignment law papers (1 whole stack) during Law class after presentation. With it, I have my law notes that I've done for 2 nights. And the consequence are panda eyes, doze of during class etc. Sigh. I nearly cried just now thanks to the thief. I swear, I really swear and promise. If I know who is it, he/she is going to get it from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fug off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Miss Tang's house later on.Supper with her later on. Going pool with Huilin while waiting for Xueqi. The beginning of the day is hell, hope later will be a better day. Hope, Beg, Please, tell me it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever, Whatever, If you happen to see my notes. Please return me.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;As if they will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-2169601490867092807?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2169601490867092807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=2169601490867092807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2169601490867092807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2169601490867092807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/fuck.html' title='FUCK'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-562869117078570761</id><published>2009-04-30T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T00:03:57.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>When I lifted up all the workloads, life seems to be so hard, so difficult for me. And it seemed, a little more difficult to breathe. Now I'm learning, learning how to cope with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-562869117078570761?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/562869117078570761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=562869117078570761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/562869117078570761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/562869117078570761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/stress_30.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4230153542224565617</id><published>2009-04-28T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:08:45.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>Liying thinks that stress is when your printer ran outta ink when you need it urgently for an assignment that you've done for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i'm feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4230153542224565617?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4230153542224565617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4230153542224565617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4230153542224565617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4230153542224565617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-271418651910944522</id><published>2009-04-27T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:32:37.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi-lighted hair</title><content type='html'>I finally got my hi-lights done up!&lt;br /&gt;Went to the salon with Tanya and I did up my moroon hi-lights while Tanya did touch-ups on half of her hair. HAHA. According to Tanya, my hair's colour is VERY nice at the back, but I can't see any bit of it. -.- I only can see the front, which is RED. Omg. LOL. I swear i'm clipping it up when i go to school but i'm loving the colour. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a couple of pictures with baobei, and I will upload it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda tired after a week and a day of school and I badly want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Off I go, good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-271418651910944522?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/271418651910944522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=271418651910944522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/271418651910944522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/271418651910944522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-lighted-hair.html' title='Hi-lighted hair'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1769331494795337648</id><published>2009-04-27T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T01:35:19.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave me alone.</title><content type='html'>School's on tomorrow &amp;amp; I'm still online, chionging assignments and projects.  ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to leave everything till tomorrow or whenever I'm free because these projects and assignments aint rushy. HAHA. I'm just being way way too nervous and afraid that I might not be able to finish &lt;span &gt;them on time you see. Hehe. Anyway, my eyelids are getting rather heavy and I might not hang on any longer. Just a few things I would hate to touch on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe most of the people who view my blog will know that there's this another someone who have been viewing my blog most of the time without my approval and all at the beginning etc. Right, I have decided to leave him as he is. If you guys wanna ask me why, I would say - He's getting way too annoying &amp;amp; irritating. I know he reads my blog, and tag sometimes. But I just have to voice out, because all the stress that I feel whenever he puts my name on his Msn Nick or Personal Message. AND trying to be 'cute' and blogs EVERYthing down on his private space and INDIRECTLY letting the whole world know bad things about me that i've done to him. HAHA. He's smart, he really is. He wants the whole world to think that he is the victim, and I'm the culprit. He wants to let everyone know that I am the one who hurt him, not the other way round. And he is feeling VERY sad because I hurt him, and left him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But who the hell will thought of the fact that he hurt me more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heckcare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think using all your great minds. If a guy treats me extremely well, which girl in the right state of mind would wanna leave him and, I don't know. Leave him and find another guy who will play with your feelings and etc instead of the one that's like so perfect in front of you. I guess no one in the right state of mind would. And that's what I thought too. I thought that I am a normal girl, and would leave guys whom I think that is NOT and NEVER will be suitable for me. Its me. I am me. No one can change me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still hesitating, and thinking if MY 'great' thinking is right. I thought that I really was mean to him when I get all those idiotic calls from him when I picked up my OFFICE phone - which was really really very ridiculous, and seeing him right outside the lift at the freaking storey that I live at - once the horrifying lift door opened. &lt;strong&gt;Is that called stalking?&lt;/strong&gt; Is that ridiculous enough for me to ignore him?&lt;br /&gt;The answer is obvious - Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I saw his msn messages pop up from the bottom right hand side of my mini laptop window (I call it mini because its way mini compared to my previous LCD desktop), I get extremely irritated. I feel that he is scaring me. That was why I ignored him so much, so badly till I have the urge to change my handphone number. For once, I was SO glad that I didn't let HIM know my house phone number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the few times that I saw my FULL NAME on his msn nicks, i felt irked. I feel like vomiting and smashing my laptop. He's smart at playing mind games. Trying to let the WHOLE world pity him, and scold me, this idiotic girl that 'played with his heart'. I don't find it at all funny. All his lies, everything that he had done to me. Who should be the one that deserve all the pity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His blog, his everything is also making me doubly stressful. Asked me to look at his blog on purpose. And on his blog states EVERYTHING that he thinks that is perfectly fine to let his friends see. But think. What would his friends and other readers think of me? My bad, my everything is written up there. Oh fuck life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really regretted knowing him - BADLY. I've never felt like this before. Its my first time feeling this way and I hope that he will leave me alone soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hang on there girl. I know you can do it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1769331494795337648?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1769331494795337648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1769331494795337648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1769331494795337648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1769331494795337648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/leave-me-alone.html' title='Leave me alone.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-5985479697449868017</id><published>2009-04-26T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:18:28.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was a super idiotic day. I went to work early in the morning.Afterwhich,I met Paulyna,Huilin and Peilian for the class lunch at FoodCourt 4.Went for Construction Tutorial for the 1st time and the lecturer was funny! After that, we went for Materials tutorial. We hadda do up 2 questions of Materials within 1hr 15mins. It was hell la!! We had to hand in the presentation to Mrs Sam on the spot. Hoho. Jolene and Huilin were doing on another question while Paulyna and me do up the 1st question. We need to find 5local companies and 5overseas companies etc.Sigh.But I was glad I chiong-ed until the end even though Paulyna ask me to just show Mrs Sam and get a low grade rather than getting a zero due to late handing in.But I was glad la, instead of a zero, we got a B+. It was the 1st grade that I got since school started. :D  We actually can get an A one ley! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But okay, it was fine la.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling rather grumpy and went home to 'complain' to my mother.HAHAHA.But I got scolded rather badly.LOL.But if you guys know me well enough,if you guys allow me to fnish complaining every single thing,than I will feel much better.HA.But idiot,my dad scolded me super badly. ): Nevermind one actually,because even know I kept saying that I am very very stress with both work and school.And I kept saying that I dont want to work on Saturday - which is today.COS ITS VERY TIRING!!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, I still went for work. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY! I'm super tired. &amp;amp; I want to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-5985479697449868017?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5985479697449868017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=5985479697449868017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5985479697449868017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5985479697449868017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/classes.html' title='Classes.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-5133891409129694975</id><published>2009-04-24T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:44:53.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying time.</title><content type='html'>I love them more today than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SfCabI-duFI/AAAAAAAAAx4/iaTNupu19xQ/s1600-h/1A01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327928150235920466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SfCabI-duFI/AAAAAAAAAx4/iaTNupu19xQ/s400/1A01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was taken during our FOP (Freshman Orientation Programme) after coming in 2nd for the amazing race around school campus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SfCaXEUs7kI/AAAAAAAAAxw/05x7Uxnyb2w/s1600-h/Wendy+birthday+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327928080267537986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SfCaXEUs7kI/AAAAAAAAAxw/05x7Uxnyb2w/s400/Wendy+birthday+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was taken on 22 April on Wendy's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SfCaW9xrwvI/AAAAAAAAAxY/rFg3zuILQK8/s1600-h/EvtExpGrp+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327928078510047986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SfCaW9xrwvI/AAAAAAAAAxY/rFg3zuILQK8/s400/EvtExpGrp+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the all girls group that i'm in for events project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SfCaW5by1bI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Y2wXDND4hlI/s1600-h/EvtExpGrp+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327928077344495026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SfCaW5by1bI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Y2wXDND4hlI/s400/EvtExpGrp+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be the end of the 1st week of school already. I can actually predict that lectures and lessons will be going faster than I thought it would be since its only the 1st week of school. Went to the Supreme Court with class yesterday to visit. &amp;amp; Yes, its very appealing to me, especially the court of appeal. HAHA. look very pretty. Wanted to go to court for some of the hearings because it sounded coooooooool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, did I mention that i'm in an all girls group for our experience project for Science Centre. Woohoo. We did the groupings this day and took some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was law day. We became lawyers for the day - especially tutorial class. Machiam consultants. Telling people what are their posibilities of winning the law case and what will they be getting from the case. HAHA. its fun la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the fifth day since school reopened. It's interesting - everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I love the school, the lecturers, the lectures, the campus, everything - and of cause, the excellant company.&lt;/u&gt; Going to have class lunch tomorrow. Enjoying every moment of my Poly life, hope my dear friends are too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-5133891409129694975?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5133891409129694975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=5133891409129694975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5133891409129694975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5133891409129694975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/flying-time.html' title='Flying time.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SfCabI-duFI/AAAAAAAAAx4/iaTNupu19xQ/s72-c/1A01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-3462434387658319151</id><published>2009-04-20T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:39:35.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Official 1st day</title><content type='html'>The official first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School have been rather good today. The company and all, except for the sitting in the lecture room, 2 hours for each module. Sit until my butt pain. But overall its good. Lunch was not bad too. The 1st food I had in SP was laksa. HHAA.  $2 only you know, so cheap.&lt;br /&gt;Well, everything was perfect all till i met Tanya in the afternoon to go to bugis to get my bag. HOHO. I was so so super undecisive that I took freaking 1whole gorgeous hour to choose. :x So sorry dear girl, because Tanya actually chosen hers already, and was waiting for me to make up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ohyes, did I mention that my lecturers were funny and humourous. Just that Mr Chan makes me feel like sleeping, but Mr Tang is very nice. :D  He's a pro okay. :/ &lt;br /&gt;Ive just done my revision for today and is going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's a long day for me. School + Work. Jiayou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rgds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-3462434387658319151?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3462434387658319151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=3462434387658319151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3462434387658319151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3462434387658319151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/official-1st-day.html' title='Official 1st day'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-7756655604704248699</id><published>2009-04-20T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:24:55.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note.</title><content type='html'>Hey friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck guys, and have fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy every bit and every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yarkam, Xueqi :&lt;/strong&gt; Must study hard. Dont go crazy over idols until dont come school har! Meet up please, must find time. Cos Sama school. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XiangWei &amp;amp; Yanling :&lt;/strong&gt; Meet up often okay. I know school ends at 4.30pm everyday. HAHA. I stalk you 2. =P  Xiangwei dont only remember to parttor, must study harrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Siokyit:&lt;/strong&gt; Study hard, play hard, work hard. :D  don't play until burn your own fingers can liao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christine &amp;amp; CP:&lt;/strong&gt; Least worried abt you 2. Too smart liao. I think you 2 need to worry about me. LOL. I scared i screw up Poly life. Anyway, ya. good luck and all the best to you two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weiny:&lt;/strong&gt; Dearest, study hard hard. You didnt get well for Olevels now its your time to prove it. :D Since you have the capabilty to get into a poly from ite. (:  All the best. Meet up pleaseeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joash:&lt;/strong&gt; Don't do last minute work/projects liao. Study hard pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND TO ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE STUDY HARD AND WORK HARD. HoHo.  =D&lt;br /&gt;Aim for B+ dearrrrr liying. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; with that. Wish everyone fair sail and smooth sea. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warmest Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Liying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-7756655604704248699?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7756655604704248699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=7756655604704248699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7756655604704248699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7756655604704248699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/note.html' title='Note.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1059919249556164500</id><published>2009-04-14T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:48:41.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRSTday of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DEPM/FT/1A/01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the 1st day of school today and whats about it. I met up with Angeline and went to have our breakfast on the first - yet unofficial day of our Polytechnic life. Its our orientation week! Wasn't exceptionally excited at first because I thought that I would be all all alone during the whole orientation would need lot of time to make new friends and all. AND, the wierdest thing is that most of them are younger than me! During the introduction, the age 17 could be heard VERY often, and I am sure that the ratio of the number of students in 1A/01 that's 17 to the number of students in 1A/01 that's older than 17 is 4:1. HAHA. Mind you, there's only 20 students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyway, we went to school, and went to the the auditorium, saw dorothy and paulyna. Paulyna told me that she's the same course as me! We were elated because we don't know that we have to be in our own class during the SPICE training thus the feeling and emotion. However, when we knew thata we would have to be in our own respective class, our mood went half down. -.- We walked all the way to the meeting venue and Paulyna checked out her class, OMG. I SCREAMED. I swear I did. Because she is going to be in the same class as me for the next 3 years of my Poly life. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew alot of friends today because they were kinda friendly. We also have to think of a class rep and a ass.class rep for the semester. Hmm, wonder who should we get. Anyway, class ended super super super early and i went home. Met Joash to go home and put my heavy stuffs to lighten my bag. We are going to Safra Tampines for bowling and Sakuraaaa! :D&lt;br /&gt;But on our way, we went to Vivo City to get my Espirit blouse that I wanted to get previously but hadn't got the chance to. Woo. He sponsored $10 for the blouse and I was glad because it really helped me alot with my finances. HAHAHA. Okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling was good, because I found a very good technic. HOHO. And the best was Sakura. HAHA. Ate like for 3hours until I was bloated. HAHH. Dabao-ed durian puff home for family and puddings. ALOT of them. we were like trying to smuggle them into our bags. LOL. Super funny. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tomorrow's school from 9.30 to 4pm. Ohmytian. Good luck to me, because I'm sure it will be very boring as it's the principal's talk. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1059919249556164500?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1059919249556164500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1059919249556164500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1059919249556164500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1059919249556164500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/firstday-of-school.html' title='FIRSTday of school'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-8972960804646573218</id><published>2009-04-09T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T01:33:35.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOHOHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOHOHO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the name state, I went out with Tanya HOHOHO today. Went shopping and I think I overspent. So pathetic lor. I bought like 3 bottoms, and 3 tops, and 1 accessory, and 1 the kiap eyelash thing. LOL! I tell you. $130+++. RAH.&lt;br /&gt;After that Joash came to find me for dinner. But before that, me and Tanya and him went shopping at Far East for awhile. That 2 of them keep trying to suan me. RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; We went Billy Bombers. LOL. Expensive.&lt;br /&gt;School's starting. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-8972960804646573218?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8972960804646573218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=8972960804646573218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8972960804646573218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8972960804646573218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/hohoho.html' title='HOHOHO'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-6811129551495698396</id><published>2009-04-03T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:02:12.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WENT OUT.</title><content type='html'>HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;Due to popular demand,I'm back to blogging. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I went to bowl today. &amp;amp; incase you don't know, I've went bowling quite a few times already. HAHA. Today played like 10games in a row. -.-  Please Please Please, ask bowlers. 10 games are hell!! your hand will go crazy, and numb and whatever. LOL. hand ache. -_-&lt;br /&gt;After that went Partyworld. FUN! SING UNTIL SHUANG. Cos I got to hog on to the mike for god knows how many hours because no one will snatch that mike from me ;D&lt;br /&gt;No need to care about my behaviour also. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, working tml. :D&lt;br /&gt;Going sleep soon. (: NIGHTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-6811129551495698396?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6811129551495698396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=6811129551495698396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/6811129551495698396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/6811129551495698396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-out.html' title='WENT OUT.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-3908619785812444382</id><published>2009-03-20T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:45:02.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALL COP!</title><content type='html'>HELLO! (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to blog about what have I been doing for the past few days except working my hell out. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;180309 - Venue: Fish n Co and The Grand Cathay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was out with Joash for almost the whole day! And we decided to go to the Fish n Co @ The Glasshouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO2JpwdmtI/AAAAAAAAAxI/0BaW1oBlGR8/s1600-h/DSC00395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315292262171515602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO2JpwdmtI/AAAAAAAAAxI/0BaW1oBlGR8/s400/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was super beautiful I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO2Jhm_MvI/AAAAAAAAAxA/xMkpIou0ms4/s1600-h/DSC00396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315292259984290546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO2Jhm_MvI/AAAAAAAAAxA/xMkpIou0ms4/s400/DSC00396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The soup of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO2JX2B7UI/AAAAAAAAAw4/aJb50n5WbLw/s1600-h/DSC00397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315292257363029314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO2JX2B7UI/AAAAAAAAAw4/aJb50n5WbLw/s400/DSC00397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Seafood Platter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO2JNwGDNI/AAAAAAAAAww/_bRKdk5cfUY/s1600-h/DSC00398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315292254653779154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO2JNwGDNI/AAAAAAAAAww/_bRKdk5cfUY/s400/DSC00398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; New York Fish n chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO2Itv6F0I/AAAAAAAAAwo/XIoA5l1KZOI/s1600-h/DSC00399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315292246063060802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO2Itv6F0I/AAAAAAAAAwo/XIoA5l1KZOI/s400/DSC00399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOOK AT THE FOOD. HAHAHA. completely swiped. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO1qC5hctI/AAAAAAAAAwg/mKlnRj3GU78/s1600-h/DSC00402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315291719164588754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO1qC5hctI/AAAAAAAAAwg/mKlnRj3GU78/s400/DSC00402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; greedy ass. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO1p2Tao7I/AAAAAAAAAwY/-QVZAI2ym7I/s1600-h/DSC00404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315291715783533490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO1p2Tao7I/AAAAAAAAAwY/-QVZAI2ym7I/s400/DSC00404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; Me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO1pbcQYVI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/W6jOfXbcRiY/s1600-h/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315291708572852562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO1pbcQYVI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/W6jOfXbcRiY/s400/DSC00406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a portion of my dream house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO1pGiKKDI/AAAAAAAAAwI/BFpTcx6_BWw/s1600-h/DSC00409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315291702960465970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO1pGiKKDI/AAAAAAAAAwI/BFpTcx6_BWw/s400/DSC00409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After that was the movies! (: MALL COP! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO1oy4LGXI/AAAAAAAAAwA/5jsDN4cAadQ/s1600-h/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315291697684093298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO1oy4LGXI/AAAAAAAAAwA/5jsDN4cAadQ/s400/DSC00415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh! Did I mention that I saw Ben Yeo! He smiled at meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YAY. Sunday's another movie day with him. LOL. &amp;amp; We going Changi Airport after watching Hotel for Dogs. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-3908619785812444382?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3908619785812444382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=3908619785812444382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3908619785812444382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3908619785812444382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/mall-cop.html' title='MALL COP!'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/ScO2JpwdmtI/AAAAAAAAAxI/0BaW1oBlGR8/s72-c/DSC00395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4396411261161481899</id><published>2009-03-16T15:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:06:38.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEEKS!</title><content type='html'>SORRY for the super long no update! ):&lt;br /&gt;But i'm here to blog now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look back at what i've done for the weeeeeek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04MARCH2009 - Medical Checkup &amp;amp; Slack at my house!&lt;br /&gt;Had off on this very day and went for a medical checkup, and to pay for our school fees! (: After which, ate at ajisen and went to rent HighSchoolMusical 3 and watch it at my home. We were kinda bored by the movie buttttttttt, the camwhoring session after that rawk. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313692721349328866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4HYH2a_-I/AAAAAAAAAtw/cVVG8-Udng4/s400/DSC00295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313700774822385250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4Os5YBlmI/AAAAAAAAAuo/YKZgt9d5GiU/s400/Photo+84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313700784795812802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4Oteh4A8I/AAAAAAAAAu4/aWmTBTcIyyM/s400/Photo+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313700778279819298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4OtGQV2CI/AAAAAAAAAuw/QbztdzugOLQ/s400/Photo+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10MARCH2009 - JOJO's House&lt;br /&gt;Went to JoJo's house to do some cooking for Andre's belated birthday. Enjoyed ourselves to the ultimate. HAHA.Cam-whored ALOT. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Funny pictures. HAHAHA.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4TWqKCE5I/AAAAAAAAAvg/QzqSJl63bME/s1600-h/Photo+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313705890338182034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4TWqKCE5I/AAAAAAAAAvg/QzqSJl63bME/s400/Photo+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4TWkeGBjI/AAAAAAAAAvY/5BfXQ7F2EXg/s1600-h/Photo+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313705888811714098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4TWkeGBjI/AAAAAAAAAvY/5BfXQ7F2EXg/s400/Photo+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4TWLoVrpI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/jSsnEiMUXzY/s1600-h/Photo+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313705882143796882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4TWLoVrpI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/jSsnEiMUXzY/s400/Photo+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4TV0teUmI/AAAAAAAAAvI/YFY3WJxtpuU/s1600-h/Photo+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313705875991319138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4TV0teUmI/AAAAAAAAAvI/YFY3WJxtpuU/s400/Photo+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11MARCH2009 - went for enrollment!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I'm officially a Singapore Polytechnic student! HAHA. Went to SP to enrol ourselves and planned to go to cineleisure after that, however, the configuration as well as the stupid and big bulky laptops, thus we decided to go to my house again! We settled and tried our laptops and wheee~ &lt;/p&gt;Taught xueqi how to play mahjong! :x&lt;br /&gt;They stayed over at my home till around 8.30pm, trying to explore our laptops. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12MARCH2009 - VIVO! &amp;amp; IT FAIR! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Yk at Lot1 - went to vivo city! WHEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;YK bought a nice Guess Wallet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, met xiangwei at cityhall MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a couple of things from the IT fair. SUPER hell lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;I bought my RED headphone, and my RED laptop cooler. WHEE~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4JBk4ox1I/AAAAAAAAAug/cVG8KK-vzYo/s1600-h/DSC00384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313694533029513042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4JBk4ox1I/AAAAAAAAAug/cVG8KK-vzYo/s400/DSC00384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4JBc6SVKI/AAAAAAAAAuY/0QwG35EV9JM/s1600-h/DSC00383.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4HZtWn0ZI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/cAAw72iqo7Q/s1600-h/DSC00379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313692748596367762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4HZtWn0ZI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/cAAw72iqo7Q/s400/DSC00379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4HZZ1uaYI/AAAAAAAAAuI/_JD44doqkA0/s1600-h/DSC00378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313692743358114178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4HZZ1uaYI/AAAAAAAAAuI/_JD44doqkA0/s400/DSC00378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4HY2jQfaI/AAAAAAAAAuA/FOOuM-pu0v0/s1600-h/DSC00377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313692733885414818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4HY2jQfaI/AAAAAAAAAuA/FOOuM-pu0v0/s400/DSC00377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4kR1-hT6I/AAAAAAAAAvw/DCwh0HNe260/s1600-h/DSC00394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4kR1-hT6I/AAAAAAAAAvw/DCwh0HNe260/s400/DSC00394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313724499309449122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4kRdhUUsI/AAAAAAAAAvo/PyI9jX0R8mQ/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4kRdhUUsI/AAAAAAAAAvo/PyI9jX0R8mQ/s400/DSC00393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313724492744512194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to end off with a nice picture. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4HYXTvRpI/AAAAAAAAAt4/snNLr0Ncr0s/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313692725498824338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4HYXTvRpI/AAAAAAAAAt4/snNLr0Ncr0s/s400/DSC00375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4396411261161481899?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4396411261161481899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4396411261161481899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4396411261161481899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4396411261161481899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/weeeks.html' title='WEEEKS!'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/Sb4HYH2a_-I/AAAAAAAAAtw/cVVG8-Udng4/s72-c/DSC00295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-9061777829092829832</id><published>2009-03-08T23:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:33:29.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;HOHO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was Amanda cousin's birthday. Went to her house for buffet and MAHJONG! After so super long then we know that all of us knows how to play mahjong ley. OMG! HAHA. When comes to mahjong, my auntie will go crazy. HAHAHA. WELL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures below :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPtHF3iEBI/AAAAAAAAAto/E8zZxjkJRTw/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPtHF3iEBI/AAAAAAAAAto/E8zZxjkJRTw/s400/DSC00364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310849091689910290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPtGzsXv-I/AAAAAAAAAtg/0LmuabL3Sk4/s1600-h/DSC00363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPtGzsXv-I/AAAAAAAAAtg/0LmuabL3Sk4/s400/DSC00363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310849086811258850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bdae403db707be7d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbdae403db707be7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331095060%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D863332A5579759765B311168E3C709725174FDDE.25B7DF11E91DBEBF124661C68808260E5A764143%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbdae403db707be7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAF5_5Z_tRDzt4n-oHjmRX7Pq-yU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbdae403db707be7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331095060%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D863332A5579759765B311168E3C709725174FDDE.25B7DF11E91DBEBF124661C68808260E5A764143%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbdae403db707be7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAF5_5Z_tRDzt4n-oHjmRX7Pq-yU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fe523c9dd9894e94" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfe523c9dd9894e94%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331095060%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80E7C7A14515345595DDDF89AF6D84092FF569B8.6DAEE6D585128F8D05C6AF0135AFFDE65CC56895%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfe523c9dd9894e94%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dgqfzzp9oCxE_p32i9QFzkVmdPO4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfe523c9dd9894e94%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331095060%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D80E7C7A14515345595DDDF89AF6D84092FF569B8.6DAEE6D585128F8D05C6AF0135AFFDE65CC56895%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfe523c9dd9894e94%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dgqfzzp9oCxE_p32i9QFzkVmdPO4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPsZlQx2DI/AAAAAAAAAtY/SNQ8-pUCA-k/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, went to JP to yarkam after work, because she needs to get her pay from her work place, and than do some good shopping! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At pizza, and I agreee with wanker Yarkam that it was the most expensive pizza hut i've ever eaten! OMG! ):  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$30 per pax!! Omg!  ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cream of mushroom soup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPsZlQx2DI/AAAAAAAAAtY/SNQ8-pUCA-k/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPsZlQx2DI/AAAAAAAAAtY/SNQ8-pUCA-k/s400/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310848309843318834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GARLIC BREAD, CHICKEN, CRISS CROSS FRIES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPsZGIxWLI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/J_DIZrDK4-g/s1600-h/DSC00361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPsZGIxWLI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/J_DIZrDK4-g/s400/DSC00361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310848301488232626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Mango freezy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPsYfhWwQI/AAAAAAAAAtI/8BGK6zFfNb4/s1600-h/DSC00360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPsYfhWwQI/AAAAAAAAAtI/8BGK6zFfNb4/s400/DSC00360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310848291122364674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPsX-6WP-I/AAAAAAAAAtA/4_EqYf2TB7Y/s1600-h/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPsX-6WP-I/AAAAAAAAAtA/4_EqYf2TB7Y/s400/DSC00359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310848282368819170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Huts platter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPrJAEfprI/AAAAAAAAAs4/_ssh9NT33mI/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPrJAEfprI/AAAAAAAAAs4/_ssh9NT33mI/s400/DSC00358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310846925470148274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAWAIIAN PIZZA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPrI09aiuI/AAAAAAAAAsw/E48IHJ-uymQ/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPrI09aiuI/AAAAAAAAAsw/E48IHJ-uymQ/s400/DSC00357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310846922487663330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YK'S ICECREAM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPrIoY7v2I/AAAAAAAAAso/CzAWtQkqQxU/s1600-h/DSC00356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPrIoY7v2I/AAAAAAAAAso/CzAWtQkqQxU/s400/DSC00356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310846919113424738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPrIAkInyI/AAAAAAAAAsg/jKUT9Bmr3EI/s1600-h/DSC00355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPrIAkInyI/AAAAAAAAAsg/jKUT9Bmr3EI/s400/DSC00355.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310846908422987554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPrHlS4CPI/AAAAAAAAAsY/nrWWAUR12lE/s1600-h/DSC00353.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPrHlS4CPI/AAAAAAAAAsY/nrWWAUR12lE/s400/DSC00353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310846901102840050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALRIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eventful day. HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomorrow, i'm looking extremely forward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooking Andre's belated birthday present for him at jo's house. HOOO! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work tomorrow 1st. HEHE. nights :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-9061777829092829832?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bdae403db707be7d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fe523c9dd9894e94&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9061777829092829832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=9061777829092829832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/9061777829092829832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/9061777829092829832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/jp.html' title='JP!'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbPtHF3iEBI/AAAAAAAAAto/E8zZxjkJRTw/s72-c/DSC00364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1015693248845131954</id><published>2009-03-06T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:23:04.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medical Checkup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Went Medical Checkup with Yarkam and XueQi yesterday because Singapore Polytechnic students are REQUIRED to do so. Its rather lame, like those normal body checkups, x-ray, urine test, vision test and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those cool things of the day are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. We took train from YewTee to Kranji and back to YewTee and to Woodland,without getting out of the station, because we took the wrong train. HAHAHA. *inside joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. SP made it convenient for us because the clinic, standard chartered, cpf board all in a building - Civics Centre. HAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. We ate Ajisen for lunch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Watched High School Musical 3 using my Mac in my home till late in the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Camwhored a lot. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoyed my day. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures below~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbAW-hQ0nFI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/_lwo-co0SbY/s1600-h/Photo+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbAW-hQ0nFI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/_lwo-co0SbY/s400/Photo+104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309769224006442066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbAW9X96oDI/AAAAAAAAArw/X1JUiJD8pvI/s1600-h/Photo+84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbAW9X96oDI/AAAAAAAAArw/X1JUiJD8pvI/s400/Photo+84.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309769204331356210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbAWn-Sag-I/AAAAAAAAArg/h9_PdN8JDpM/s1600-h/Photo+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbAWn-Sag-I/AAAAAAAAArg/h9_PdN8JDpM/s400/Photo+165.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309768836660757474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbAWnjT9VDI/AAAAAAAAArY/AOp83JWL9HQ/s1600-h/Photo+159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbAWnjT9VDI/AAAAAAAAArY/AOp83JWL9HQ/s400/Photo+159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309768829419476018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbAWnNadHqI/AAAAAAAAArQ/wgRQhA8FJGQ/s1600-h/Photo+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbAWnNadHqI/AAAAAAAAArQ/wgRQhA8FJGQ/s400/Photo+127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309768823541145250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbAWmyZ-s0I/AAAAAAAAArI/nFHuGsNv27Q/s1600-h/Photo+86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbAWmyZ-s0I/AAAAAAAAArI/nFHuGsNv27Q/s400/Photo+86.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309768816291394370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's work was crazy - 12.5 hours of work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday onward will be hell because boss' away for a holiday and centre will be to MY care -_- means that I have to take care of EVERYTHING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck, Wang Liying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1015693248845131954?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1015693248845131954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1015693248845131954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1015693248845131954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1015693248845131954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/medical-checkup.html' title='Medical Checkup'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SbAW-hQ0nFI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/_lwo-co0SbY/s72-c/Photo+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1188560952139271968</id><published>2009-03-04T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:47:23.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expected.</title><content type='html'>Expected - still having fever.&lt;div&gt;Worked till 7p.m from 9a.m. This is shit. HAHA. I feel that life have been rather tough against me since (i don't know when). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; this is not shit enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's even more shit is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Facing a lot of workload - Boss going away and tuition centre to my care for 1 whole week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Giving tuitions for alot of students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Believed that it is time for me to grow up, because I believe that a lot of things will happen during that week when she's away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. What's more, I still think of him - But I'm glad, its just occasionally. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things will turn better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe in this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow will be a day with Yarkam and XueQi. We will be going to Banks and then to do medical checkups for our school admission. Cool yea? (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know we will enjoy, even though the process may seem to be boring. Looking forward for more pictures to be up on blog. Whee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1188560952139271968?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1188560952139271968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1188560952139271968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1188560952139271968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1188560952139271968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/expected.html' title='Expected.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4449465390827503762</id><published>2009-03-02T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:55:35.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feverish Me.</title><content type='html'>Ah! Idiot hell.&lt;div&gt;I am having a fever now, and I really don't know how I am going to survive tomorrow' work hours. HAHA. Headache, because of fever I guess. I am half zombie now. HAHA. Work was shit this few days. Woke up at like 8a.m, and reach work at 9a.m, stayed there till earliest 5p.m. Thanks uh. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday, Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and tomorrow, Tuesday - have been working/will work from 9a.m to around 5p.m on the average. Goodness grief. Luckily, I have an off on Wednesday, but I have to go and do my things for Polytechnic admission. Cannot sleep well. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright. Goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4449465390827503762?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4449465390827503762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4449465390827503762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4449465390827503762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4449465390827503762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/03/feverish-me.html' title='Feverish Me.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-2811813708731577869</id><published>2009-02-28T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:47:17.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogging</title><content type='html'>This few days have been working. &lt;div&gt;But for a start, Tanya and I went jogging yesterday. Ran a bit she want to give up already. Kns one. HAHAH. Anyway, she came my house after that and i fell asleep on the bed while watching show. ohwell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, saw XiangWei after work. After that I came home to slack around because mum is not home as she went to cruise and I had fun cooking. Went for a jog at around 9pm with MingDa and came home only at around 11pm. He ran all the way to my place, with 2 bottles of cold mineral water. HAHA. So nice of him right. We ran from phoenix LRT to Lot one and back to my place. However, the rain stopped us from proceeding. So we went to talk under a block of building. After that he send me home. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOO. good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-2811813708731577869?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2811813708731577869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=2811813708731577869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2811813708731577869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2811813708731577869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/jogging.html' title='Jogging'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1311745363981512765</id><published>2009-02-25T01:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:16:59.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the office</title><content type='html'>I don't know what is life been defined as, really.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, big thing happened in the office. Boss was hurt, disappointed and upset. I know that I need to grow up soon, to help her manage the office so that she will not have to get so busy and can focus on just one thing. Many things may go around the office. Telling tales about me. But thank you, for always believing me. I know that whatever &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; may say, as long as my conscience is clear, I am fine with it. Yes, thank you. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; life still goes on. No matter what, you have me to trust in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the lighter note! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy birthday Songwei!  :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;may you have a super blessed birthday. WOOHOO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Await for your present! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1311745363981512765?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1311745363981512765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1311745363981512765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1311745363981512765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1311745363981512765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-in-office.html' title='Life in the office'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-7037479369744945065</id><published>2009-02-21T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:07:49.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT TO BE INDEPENDENT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZ_t80gxhMI/AAAAAAAAArA/n_knn21hd0I/s400/DSC00257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305220515209774274" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So sorry peeps! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been a while since I blogged, thus I am going to reveal on what I've been doing lately! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are going around me BUT I am sure that i will tide over this, with my family. WOOHOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went out with Yarkam, XiangWei and ChinPin on Tuesday because I last minute told boss that I was vomiting. Its true okay! D:  But nevertheless, I went out with them and had a super wonderful time. I kept reminding them to take PICTURES, but in the end I only managed to take with Yarkam. HAHA. Its alright, there's still other chances! (: Anyway, it was fun, as expected and went to quite a few places. Last stop was at Bugis with the group and then back to Lot 1 as the movie we wanted to watch ain't showed in Bugis Junction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shopped around Lot 1 and went to Pasta Mania for dinner after deciding for a freaking long time. Yep, and we went home. i bought a vintage dress but I regretted after buying home. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the days are working days for me until today I had off, but I need to work tomorrow morning. I received the big big big big brown envelope with the SP logo printed on it, according to Tanya and i don't really understand. I bet XueQi and Yarkam don't too! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, I am going to do my stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I WANT TO BE INDEPENDENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I've listed out all my expenses for a month w.e.f school starts and I have told myself that I wish earn at least $700 a month even when school reopens because I am sure that I need those money to be able to be independent and stop my parents from worrying. 1st step I did was to tell my parents that I am paying for my own allowance, entertainment and transport. 2nd thing is, I am paying for my own school fees. Whee! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Songwei's birthday is coming, as well as Andre's! WOW. (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-7037479369744945065?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7037479369744945065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=7037479369744945065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7037479369744945065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7037479369744945065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-want-to-be-independent.html' title='I WANT TO BE INDEPENDENT!!'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZ_t80gxhMI/AAAAAAAAArA/n_knn21hd0I/s72-c/DSC00257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-3153011141067077069</id><published>2009-02-15T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:49:41.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To that fucking youngest bitch in my home.</title><content type='html'>Idiot.&lt;div&gt;You don't know how fucking lucky are you to be doted by them. Think for yourself, in the past. Whenever my spelling didn't get full marks, my handwriting gets ugly, I didn't top the class, I play the whole day and didn't study, I will get beaten, or there will be no dinner/lunch for me, sometimes both. Till my whole freaking hand and leg will get all the stupid cane marks, or I will get super hungry till I have no mood to think. Also, I will get cane all the way up till when i was in secondary 2 and I will get lesser of those idiotic punishments. Every single shit I will get punished for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT ABOUT YOU, bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You stopped getting all those punishments when you are in primary 2. You don't get punished and whacked for such small things. Can you tell how doting parents YOU have. Yes, only you. Both sis and I don't. You are young, and you won't have to worry about money, about other things. You only have to concentrate on studying. Please la. If thats the fucking case, can you fucking study hard a not. Just a test, you used 6 fucking hours. Cry so what, big fuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I scolded you and ask you to quickly finish doing that test, what did THEY say? "AHYA! Let her eat 1st she's hungry" OR "Let her go and have a break, she's tired." BITCH YOU GET WHAT THEY MEAN A NOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i gave you a good whacking just now, because THEY don't, when they come home what did they tell me? "Why you beat her. SAY can already what. SHE IS NOT FEELING WELL" SO WHAT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND WHO THE FUCK CAN TELL ME WHAT TO DO BECAUSE I AM WORSE OFF BECAUSE SHE ONLY HAD STUPID FLU AND I HAD FEVER?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fuck life seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the year of ox really sucked a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many things happen. one by one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;him, them, they, we, me, us, you - I don't wanna name what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bitch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fucking hell. Give me a better life will you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-3153011141067077069?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3153011141067077069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=3153011141067077069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3153011141067077069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3153011141067077069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-that-fucking-youngest-bitch-in-my.html' title='To that fucking youngest bitch in my home.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-5014895336876209959</id><published>2009-02-14T15:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:52:52.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Valentines' Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Valentine's Day is a holiday on February 14. It is the traditional day on which lovers express their love for each other by sending Valentine's cards or candy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on this very Valentine's Day of Year 2009, I felt threatened. I dare not leave my house, for fear that I might see couples on the road, in shopping centers, in the street - holding hands, hugging, or whatever. I know that I have to put that down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If not for stalling time on the eve of Hannah's birthday, I wouldn't have told them (Songwei and her) about what is going on with my family. It is saddening to see everyone going through almost the same things that I am going through, but I feel that my situation will get worse - it was purely my instinct at that point of time, but it came true already. My dad's salary will get a freaking deduction of 10%. Thats freaking a lot okay. Fuck that bloody fucking company. Such a big company for fuck. Its like an empty shell inside, with all shits. Bitch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why must my instincts be so accurate. How I hope that I wouldn't know about all these so that I will get lesser suffering times, and get to be free from worries, until facing the real thing. Its not the first time my instinct being so accurate already okay. Bitch, I really hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that this is a freaking lousy post on Valentines day la. Might spoil everyone's mood for seeing this. HEH. Never mind, I shall stop my post here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to Lydia's granddad's funeral later on in the night with boss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are some pictures taken during work, with boss's Macbook. HA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 1st one is taken with one of my students, also my sister's tuition friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other one is me, my sister, student and my boss. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZaCTz6pnTI/AAAAAAAAAqw/j4hlONCwYHQ/s1600-h/Photo+54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZaCTz6pnTI/AAAAAAAAAqw/j4hlONCwYHQ/s400/Photo+54.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302568888140668210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZaF_VPuvwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/pmiN8zX4-iw/s1600-h/Photo+51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZaF_VPuvwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/pmiN8zX4-iw/s400/Photo+51.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302572934356713218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have a wonderful Valentines. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-5014895336876209959?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5014895336876209959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=5014895336876209959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5014895336876209959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5014895336876209959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines day'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZaCTz6pnTI/AAAAAAAAAqw/j4hlONCwYHQ/s72-c/Photo+54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-2002627446094911148</id><published>2009-02-12T23:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:59:47.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To hannah Lee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZRKq3JpQnI/AAAAAAAAAqo/gQOPEK6bAMo/s400/DSC01243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301944761541280370" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Your Long post.  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was all alone in a unfamiliar environment with no friends, you said hi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was bored till I need someone to talk to, you called.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I told myself that I can't make it till tomorrow, you told me I could - and i did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When everyone disbelieved me, you hang on to your beliefs and know that I am telling the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When someone tell tales about me, you didn't believe her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When some people walk out of my life leaving scars, you erased those scars away and helped me through life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I cried, you cheered me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I am angry and was very angry, you made me laugh by appearing in front of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I am down, you assured me that everything would be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I need help, you will always be around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I need to de-stress, you will always bring entertainment to my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I need a companion, you will always be in time to ask me out for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I need surprises, you will be there to give me one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; When i need you here, you will always be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Today, its 13th February again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; its the 6th birthday I've celebrated with you already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every year, the number of people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and who we celebrated with, changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2004 - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me,&lt;/span&gt; Yean Jun, Yen Fang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2005 - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me,&lt;/span&gt; Yean Jun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2006 - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me,&lt;/span&gt; Yean Jun, QinRong, Jon Ho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2007 - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;, Yean Jun, QinRong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2008 - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; with my wishes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those were memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; This year, 2009 -  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;, SongWei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm glad this year, I still did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy 18th Birthday, Hannah Lee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for being such an awesome friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for always being here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for letting me know that I still can be count on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for believing in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for all the encouragements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And the story on the 1st few minutes of her 18th birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she asked me not to lie to her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because I told this girl that I left something on the floor at her doorstep after work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I asked her to open the door to check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before all these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was on messenger with her and S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S was actually OUTSIDE HER HOUSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;using her bloody network to logged on to his laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this stupid girl didn't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after S's 2 hour plus of waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;finally the show started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had been trying to keep her wake because she kept telling me that she was going to sleep at 11.30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of cause I couldn't allow that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I chatted with her till 11.50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and S went to her house outside to surprise her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HOHO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was shock, of cause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually was going there too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I had bloody OT and worked till 10p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I missed out all the fun. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But who cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because I gave hannah lee a video call at 12a.m wishing her happy birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;YAY. I'm the 1st to call her.  :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And bloody 2nd to wish her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause of S. RAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now she can't bear to sleep because everyone is wishing her happy birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Good night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;working at 9 a.m tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;best friend, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happy birthday (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hope you enjoyed yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;With love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;liying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-2002627446094911148?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2002627446094911148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=2002627446094911148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2002627446094911148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2002627446094911148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-hannah-lee.html' title='To hannah Lee.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZRKq3JpQnI/AAAAAAAAAqo/gQOPEK6bAMo/s72-c/DSC01243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-7324851124622496848</id><published>2009-02-11T22:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:50:18.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;What is the problem with the month of February. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything seems to go so wrong! ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand and get the fact that life is so stupid now. Somehow, I realized that my life is a piece of crap already. HAHA. except working and waiting for school to start, what else can i do. I have been trying to get into contact with people that I hardly get into contact with already, people like jasper. He is going into jail soon and i tried to get into contact with him and talk to him, but whatever shit that he gave me is like _______. Speechless. LOL. In the past, I didn't ask him to do anything and he will do everything for me. HAHA, what about now? :/ Asked him if he wishes to keep in contact, and send me address, he said this. "I cannot remember so many address." HA. Fine. (:&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;Hannah came over to my place today to get some things done. HAHA. Going to keep it as a secret. MUHAHA. There are some secrets going on. MUHAHA. And when LIYING and HANNAH gets together, there are bound to be 100000 photos taken. In just few hours, we took like 60 photos? and a few idiotic video clips. HAHA, show-casting our un-glamness. MUHAHA. But I am really glad that i off work early today, because I really need this break. HAHA. Okay, I'm watching show. Woot. (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UGLY! HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZLzItCSW2I/AAAAAAAAAqg/F6gslfH7aTY/s400/MAC+PHOTOBOOGH.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301567042222185314" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Busying with stuffs, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZLxkg_wLmI/AAAAAAAAAqY/B8PHPUjfde4/s1600-h/Photo+89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZLxkg_wLmI/AAAAAAAAAqY/B8PHPUjfde4/s400/Photo+89.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301565321003413090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aww, sweet ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZLxks0wQvI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/h4WWXcskbo8/s1600-h/Photo+47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZLxks0wQvI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/h4WWXcskbo8/s400/Photo+47.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301565324178506482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was drinking water! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZLxkVtR3AI/AAAAAAAAAqI/kRzUyiA9v9s/s1600-h/Photo+45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZLxkVtR3AI/AAAAAAAAAqI/kRzUyiA9v9s/s400/Photo+45.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301565317973138434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muhaha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZLxkfj17NI/AAAAAAAAAqA/-Opw6gyZsEA/s1600-h/Photo+80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZLxkfj17NI/AAAAAAAAAqA/-Opw6gyZsEA/s400/Photo+80.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301565320617913554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;so what life is like this. As long as I am contented.&lt;br /&gt;RAH.&lt;br /&gt;Lonely valentine is also fine ah! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-7324851124622496848?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7324851124622496848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=7324851124622496848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7324851124622496848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7324851124622496848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/woohoo.html' title='WOOHOO'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZLzItCSW2I/AAAAAAAAAqg/F6gslfH7aTY/s72-c/MAC+PHOTOBOOGH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-6795772805168416142</id><published>2009-02-10T00:00:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T01:49:02.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY HANNAH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Hannah's birthday celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBZRggMNiI/AAAAAAAAApI/ozVwNPKeUp4/s1600-h/s538616970_1838311_319.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pictures were taken at Istana Park. And felt super great because the 2 best people on earth were around. Mainly is to celebrate our dear Hannah's birthday. Things went super fine after I went to Town to meet the two at 12pm. I shall let the pics do all the talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBZRggMNiI/AAAAAAAAApI/ozVwNPKeUp4/s1600-h/s538616970_1838311_319.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 97px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBZRggMNiI/AAAAAAAAApI/ozVwNPKeUp4/s400/s538616970_1838311_319.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300834918732674594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBZRbu02DI/AAAAAAAAApA/CzdTW-Xo5mE/s1600-h/s538616970_1838310_9986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBZRbu02DI/AAAAAAAAApA/CzdTW-Xo5mE/s400/s538616970_1838310_9986.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300834917451880498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBY9lgoT1I/AAAAAAAAAo4/TUZGHjHJabo/s1600-h/s538616970_1838324_4810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBY9lgoT1I/AAAAAAAAAo4/TUZGHjHJabo/s400/s538616970_1838324_4810.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300834576479309650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBY9vdCHkI/AAAAAAAAAow/_UKMIIuUixk/s1600-h/s538616970_1838325_5129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBY9vdCHkI/AAAAAAAAAow/_UKMIIuUixk/s400/s538616970_1838325_5129.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300834579148578370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBY9lw-gMI/AAAAAAAAAoo/fJt_5oj0H10/s1600-h/s538616970_1838344_1756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBY9lw-gMI/AAAAAAAAAoo/fJt_5oj0H10/s400/s538616970_1838344_1756.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300834576547872962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CANDID. One of those multi shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBY9b-oaeI/AAAAAAAAAog/MJCK3j2-pWI/s1600-h/s538616970_1838349_3555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBY9b-oaeI/AAAAAAAAAog/MJCK3j2-pWI/s400/s538616970_1838349_3555.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300834573920791010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBY9TpYs-I/AAAAAAAAAoY/yzZBIoVCafY/s1600-h/s538616970_1838351_4327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBY9TpYs-I/AAAAAAAAAoY/yzZBIoVCafY/s400/s538616970_1838351_4327.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300834571684197346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the HongKong Cafe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBYoiAQXoI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/hyIJ57xh7bw/s1600-h/s538616970_1838354_5518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBYoiAQXoI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/hyIJ57xh7bw/s400/s538616970_1838354_5518.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300834214760963714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course, there will always be Liying camwhoring. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBYoiXCNXI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ye6m8ENQh2E/s1600-h/s538616970_1838353_5130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBYoiXCNXI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ye6m8ENQh2E/s400/s538616970_1838353_5130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300834214856504690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FOOD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBYoU1R4oI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kbBq93Frdeg/s1600-h/s538616970_1838356_6299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBYoU1R4oI/AAAAAAAAAoA/kbBq93Frdeg/s400/s538616970_1838356_6299.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300834211225264770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBYoSkZsPI/AAAAAAAAAn4/O0qgQxYpi2g/s1600-h/s538616970_1838357_6661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBYoSkZsPI/AAAAAAAAAn4/O0qgQxYpi2g/s400/s538616970_1838357_6661.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300834210617602290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had this Mango Snow Ice that looks like a mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But the whole thing toppled just like the one below. Because Songwei digged a tunnel for his 'train' (spoon). And Clumsy Liying actually broke the whole mountain top. :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBYoQe1X8I/AAAAAAAAAnw/HcGZTeW0eTM/s400/s538616970_1838358_7041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300834210057379778" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just like the one above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that was hannah's house. Slacked around and went home at 9p.m. WHEE~ :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;enjoyed my day, alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The video below is for Hannah Lee, the birthday girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am actually kinda lazy to type here already, Please see the video, and give me comments. Its my 1st time using imovie to make a video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hannah cried. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MpTKpMO94P8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MpTKpMO94P8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-6795772805168416142?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6795772805168416142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=6795772805168416142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/6795772805168416142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/6795772805168416142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-early-birthday-hannah.html' title='HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY HANNAH.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SZBZRggMNiI/AAAAAAAAApI/ozVwNPKeUp4/s72-c/s538616970_1838311_319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-7826571540351810084</id><published>2009-02-08T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:46:53.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life.</title><content type='html'>Was at cousin's house yesterday night because my nephew full month.&lt;div&gt;I have the pictures with me actually but I'm quite lazy to upload them. HEH HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently have been watching 'Gong' that korean drama again and going crazy over it. Also, went to quite a few places but nothing interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be meeting hannah and songwei to celebrate hannah's birthday earlier because all of us are busy kids! :x Updates tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All i know is that I am a champion and I will live my life to the fullest and make it meaningful, instead of wasting them all away. I rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-7826571540351810084?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7826571540351810084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=7826571540351810084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7826571540351810084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7826571540351810084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-life.html' title='My life.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-2893634681842535459</id><published>2009-02-03T23:48:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:12:18.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold as you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/xZzfQU2DRp"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/xZzfQU2DRp" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a way of coming easily to me&lt;br /&gt;And when you take, you take the very best of me&lt;br /&gt;So I start a fight cause I need to feel something&lt;br /&gt;And you do what you want cause I'm &lt;s&gt;not&lt;/s&gt; what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just walk away, no use defending words that you will never say&lt;br /&gt;And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through&lt;br /&gt;I've never been anywhere cold as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You put up walls and paint them all a shade of gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I stood there loving you and wished them all away&lt;br /&gt;And you come away with a great little story&lt;br /&gt;Of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day&lt;br /&gt;So Just walk away, no use defending words that you will never say&lt;br /&gt;And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through&lt;br /&gt;I've never been anywhere cold as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never did give a damn thing honey but I cried, cried for you&lt;br /&gt;And I know you wouldn't have told nobody if I died, died for you, died for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day&lt;br /&gt;Oh Every smile you fake is so condescending&lt;br /&gt;Counting all the scars you made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm sittin here thinkin it all though&lt;br /&gt;I've never been anywhere as cold as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; Sometimes, I really don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked for 12 over hours today. I'm keeping myself all well and prepared to get ready for other bigger things, as well as situations I am going to face soon. Buck up Liying. I guess I'm almost ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yeah, I suppose I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-2893634681842535459?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2893634681842535459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=2893634681842535459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2893634681842535459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2893634681842535459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/02/fearless.html' title='Cold as you'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-766767809345275810</id><published>2009-01-31T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:41:25.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desired road,desired life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Singapore Polytechnic, here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Integrated events and project managements, here I come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY, another wish list down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its my life, my route, my choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No regrets, never ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've tolerated for 5 years in secondary school already, this is definitely nothing since its a choice I want! YAY! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm moving towards my goal, following the path I want. I am so super super glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for everyone who believed in me that I can do it, and knew that I can make it. YAY. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you guys! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-766767809345275810?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/766767809345275810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=766767809345275810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/766767809345275810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/766767809345275810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/desired-roaddesired-life.html' title='Desired road,desired life'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-6381343575313718452</id><published>2009-01-29T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:50:27.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I really seem like those very 逞强 to you guys at times? Like when I'm sad, you guys know it, but I showed a super happy look and appearance, telling every single person that I'm extremely fine. Especially when I'm outside. But when I'm home, I always will flare up because I was upset, or unhappy on that day. Probably because, I'm at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My home is my shelter, my 避难所, my chalet, my restaurant, and not forgetting, being my 出气筒. I may be crazy at times, I may be high. I may also laugh nonstop, trying to make people around me happy, but that doesn't mean thats the real me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apple, 开心果, cheerful girl - All my nicknames. Does it mean, its me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still trying to learn how to manage my feelings. Outside and home. I want to try to let my feelings let out, yet stay cheerful. Or maybe, bottling up feelings might help. Shan't not even let it out at home. So that innocent people wouldn't suffer as much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-6381343575313718452?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6381343575313718452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=6381343575313718452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/6381343575313718452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/6381343575313718452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-816406063452442427</id><published>2009-01-28T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:09:00.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR! (:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's up with the new year peeps! I had been having fun lately. HEHE. Expect the part about work and relationships. HOHO. Look who's talking. HAHA. Oh well. Started work today and boss gave a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;开工红包.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Even though I'm not very sure what is it about la. It consist of $20 and I was very happy. HOHO. And I thought that I was a super &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;女强人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today because I freaking feel that I was. I worked from 9a.m to 8.30p.m today. Super 11.5 hours. Super? HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told boss about what happened to me and Jon briefly and I was told by her to say this to every single one who asked about what happened to me and him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Tell them that you were sick and tired of Jon, not the other way round. Don't mind if he 2-timed you or whatsoever. You got tired of him. That's your reason."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, and I fully agree to what she said. I am tired of him, not the other way round. YOOHOO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yea, that bitch teacher resigned &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt;! I was so glad that she did, because I can have O.Ts again and that means more money to earn. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, happy new year to all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my shopping khakis, shopping again soon! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-816406063452442427?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/816406063452442427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=816406063452442427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/816406063452442427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/816406063452442427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-life.html' title='My life.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4497438252413608672</id><published>2009-01-26T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:18:42.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY (:</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year everyone! (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is the 1st day of the new year and hereby wish everyone all the best in the new year. HAHA. I feel like a retard now, because I am going to have a super new year ahead. HEHE. I am going to tell myself that I want to be a super happy girl after 12a.m just now. YAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, I am like doing 守岁 now and I am slacking in front of the stupid television. HEHE. Alright, I shall go off now. HAHA. YAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, Happy New Year to all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;liying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4497438252413608672?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4497438252413608672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4497438252413608672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4497438252413608672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4497438252413608672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-cny.html' title='Happy CNY (:'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1914071486739924332</id><published>2009-01-24T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:29:31.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kris bbq, and that bastard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What life is all about seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I getting all hurt once again like some mother fucker. I really don't understand why. And that god must make ME, and only ME go through all these fucking nonsense things over and over again. Ain't you tired? Even if you are not, I'm sorry to say, I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna know what happen? Read on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to town today with Tanya to do last minute shopping for Chinese New Year, and sad to say, I didn't get my heels! Because I don't have enough money to get them. Sigh. However, I got myself a bag and New Future shorts. Actually I shouldn't buy NF shorts, so that I will have money to buy shoes. Such a pity. Anyway, she bought her bag and I bought mine at Bugis BHG. I got mine at only $27.90 and because of my good bargaining skills, we got a free coin pouch each. By right we only should have one. HAHA. It looks unique, but I haven't use it. Oh well. I went to watson to find Siokyit but I couldn't spot her anywhere. So we went off. After that we parted at the Mrt station. Tanya was heading to Causeway Seoul Garden, and i went to Paya Lebar to meet Terry Kor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear it was a disaster. I waited for him to come for about 1hour and a half. It was hell. I used my phone to play games and all just to wait for him to finish dinner and change and walk towards the mrt station to meet me. Took bus 13 and went to ECP. Walked around the place till 8.30 till we saw Kris. It was hell. Because the 1st thing she said to me after hello, and thank you after i passed her her present was... "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jon said if i want him to come, he will come with his girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;" I had a shock. I swear. I had no time to react. I felt hurt, to the max. I totally didn't know what to do. I only know I was pissed. I don't know why, for that moment, i hated him alot. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes I hate Jon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever la. I feel so dumb for even believing that he loved me. For even believing that he needs me at times. LOL, now he want to play 2 time.. Very pro. I speechless. Really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;Now im home from Kris bbq. I was starring at the place that he might turn up from, but apparently he didn't turn up. Whatever la. Im off to bed. Nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and did i mention that i dreamt about Tanya last night? Oh man, terrible dreeaamm. Nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1914071486739924332?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1914071486739924332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1914071486739924332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1914071486739924332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1914071486739924332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/kris-bbq-bastard.html' title='Kris bbq, and that bastard.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-3258711730887359144</id><published>2009-01-22T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:21:33.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch</title><content type='html'>Working life is such a torture. &lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I wish that I can get out of it this very minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Backstabber please fuck off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know what you have done so jolly well go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hated you to the max and now for what you've done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made me hate you for things you have done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working society, it ain't that easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear I have understood what adult life is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It may not be enough, but its enough for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't wish to learn, anymore, for its heart-wrenching to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The life is full of backstabs, but you, fuck off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hated you from the beginning and now, you made things worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twisted story and complain about me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when all i did was nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL, fuck off bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who do you think you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A teacher so what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You wanna resign, go ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wont stop you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without you, we would be happier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-3258711730887359144?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3258711730887359144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=3258711730887359144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3258711730887359144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3258711730887359144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/bitch.html' title='Bitch'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-3814064578001965962</id><published>2009-01-22T00:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T01:07:42.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dyed hair,New wallet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Liying is a happy girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Marks 2 items on wish list down again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hopefully the coming shopping, I will have another 2 wishlist stroke off, and I can put up new wishlist soon! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 awesome things&lt;/u&gt; that she did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;, made her a happy girl, and is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;definitely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;proud of herself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Liying went back to school today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Liying got her bursary application signed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Liying had her hair dyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Liying had her new wallet that arrived yesterday, and collected by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baobei&lt;/span&gt; today. Just in time for Chinese New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Liying is single once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to school with Xueqi to get my bursary application signed. Feels good to be back in school and got my things done and signed within a short 30minutes. Time inclusive of a good talk with Miss Low and getting the school chop and etc etc. Was very lucky to catch Miss Low just before she went back into the staff room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was shopping at Lot 1 for a short while and qi bought her step on leggings, i ordered mine! After that was a super hectic shopping over at cotton on and I bought 6 tops, inclusive of 2 cardigans at the price of $60 in ALL. (:  Swear to god, I'm a good shopper. (erps)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that went home to rot, and wait for Tanya to crawl over to my place to help me dye hair after getting our walletsssssssss that arrived yesterday. Omg, i was so high that i repeated the crazy frog 'ding dinglingdingdingding ling dingding' a thousand and one time, that i swear, both my mum and tanya went crazy. HAHA. And mum kept laughing today, i don't understand why. The colour was upppppppppppppp, my hair colour and I am super ecstatic.  :D I just need my hair colour to fade a little more and i will be extremely grateful. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that was camwhoring in my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to camroid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRsw07naI/AAAAAAAAAlE/ju5AhGf29Q0/s1600-h/snapshot(13).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRsw07naI/AAAAAAAAAlE/ju5AhGf29Q0/s320/snapshot(13).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293789716460314018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRl-A1bLI/AAAAAAAAAk8/PziGghOr8uk/s1600-h/snapshot(11).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRl-A1bLI/AAAAAAAAAk8/PziGghOr8uk/s320/snapshot(11).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293789599740816562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRlsZZ8EI/AAAAAAAAAk0/tdE3YdSt988/s1600-h/snapshot(10).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRlsZZ8EI/AAAAAAAAAk0/tdE3YdSt988/s320/snapshot(10).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293789595012034626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRZy_y-cI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Z1xVyUJg7dQ/s1600-h/snapshot(9).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRZy_y-cI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Z1xVyUJg7dQ/s320/snapshot(9).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293789390625241538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRZgFS22I/AAAAAAAAAkc/4-86mz13W1A/s1600-h/snapshot(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRZgFS22I/AAAAAAAAAkc/4-86mz13W1A/s320/snapshot(5).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293789385548028770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRZGq34WI/AAAAAAAAAkU/V3gmOqro3_M/s1600-h/snapshot(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRZGq34WI/AAAAAAAAAkU/V3gmOqro3_M/s320/snapshot(4).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293789378726322530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRY0XwA4I/AAAAAAAAAkM/awPc2ZF10Vs/s1600-h/snapshot(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRY0XwA4I/AAAAAAAAAkM/awPc2ZF10Vs/s320/snapshot(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293789373814276994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdQfjybYuI/AAAAAAAAAkE/k1wcRYZK2uA/s1600-h/snapshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdQfjybYuI/AAAAAAAAAkE/k1wcRYZK2uA/s320/snapshot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293788390110225122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdQfLDDg0I/AAAAAAAAAjs/DoprsO6p4z0/s1600-h/snapshot(15).jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdQfKP7ljI/AAAAAAAAAj0/VZ9MI8rFVu0/s320/snapshot(3).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293788383254648370" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdQfLDDg0I/AAAAAAAAAjs/DoprsO6p4z0/s320/snapshot(15).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293788383469077314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pulled her hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdQe98gy9I/AAAAAAAAAjk/0ep-nN6F8tY/s1600-h/snapshot(17).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdQe98gy9I/AAAAAAAAAjk/0ep-nN6F8tY/s320/snapshot(17).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293788379951975378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; she pawned me right after. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ohyes, that marks the end of the day. I am going to sleep real soon. Work starting at 10am tomorrow, but i intend to go in half an hour earlier to earn $3 more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friday was shopping with Tanya instead of Jon, because we broke up. (Yes, again -_- ) and meeting up with dearest darling Terry Kor after shopping to go to Kris jie's bbq. HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fyi, Jon was my ex, and now became my ex again. (If you understand)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nights. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-3814064578001965962?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3814064578001965962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=3814064578001965962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3814064578001965962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3814064578001965962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/dyed-hairnew-wallet.html' title='Dyed hair,New wallet.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXdRsw07naI/AAAAAAAAAlE/ju5AhGf29Q0/s72-c/snapshot(13).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-3274344080768468195</id><published>2009-01-21T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:21:02.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFUSION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Confusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you come to a conclusion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your mind is telling you that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you actually have no more time for regrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have made up my freaking mind. &amp;amp; thus I have already no more time for regrets. Now I can only look forward, and pray that my conclusion will be the most flawless. Okay, I can't use the word flawless.. I should say, ... and pray that my conclusion will be the most one, with minimum hurt induced in either person. :/ Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, I should be happy because my wallet has arrived! &amp;amp; I'm dying my hair the not light not dark colour. Hehe. I am happy. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-3274344080768468195?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3274344080768468195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=3274344080768468195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3274344080768468195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3274344080768468195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/confusion.html' title='CONFUSION'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-2052599969007914459</id><published>2009-01-19T00:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:52:59.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got a new phone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The brand new start of the New Year week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have gotten myself this stylo milo phone.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Presenting to you,Earthlings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sony Ericson C902&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXNWXyYBwmI/AAAAAAAAAjc/VFCbO001W6M/s1600-h/C902_frontandside_titanium_silver.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXNWXyYBwmI/AAAAAAAAAjc/VFCbO001W6M/s320/C902_frontandside_titanium_silver.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292668953749996130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The greatest invention this new year, with superb even fine lines at the side of the phone as decorations. With 5.0 mega pixel, this cyber shot phone can be with me for the next 2 years &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(hopefully)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,and view the world with me. This silver C902 is unique too! Because black and red is super common nowadays. And so I'm proud to declare, (it) as my new lovely husband! (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The usual price is $638.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The contract price is $238.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to pay an additional dollars of $100 because my student plan line had only been a year, so i had to renew it. And thus, making it $338. Well, I was dumbfounded at the total amount i had to pay initially, but no choice. ):  My W910i LCD screen is spoiled and i NEED to get one bloody phone. Moreover, i queued for like 1 hour 30 minutes for it. I must buy it somehow. In the end, i told the person that i was a long and loyal customer of starhub and i hadn't gotten any voucher since 4 years ago! In the end the person said in a very light and cheerful tone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He said, ' Okay! I will call and check it out for you alright?' and he smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I expected just a $100 waive off. And i hope that i only have to pay like $238 for the phone. After waiting for his reply, like 5 minutes later....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He said, ' Hey ma'am, we will waive off that $100 for you," and he continued after me smiling at my mum, glad at the waived off, "and we will give you another $100 phone voucher." He smiled again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I was shocked, loss at words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"So you mean, i only need to pay $138?" I said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He smiled as he nodded his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holy god. I simply can't believe that fact that I only need to get my phone at the price of $138!! I am extremely happy, because compare the amount, the usual price and the price i paid. HEHE. I love starhub! I swear that I will continue signing on with them, because I simply like their service. This had been the reason why I persisted on signing with Starhub instead of Singtel like my parents and sister. Woohoo! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, liying has a new phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was supposed to go out with him today, but i didn't in the end. Didn't feel like it, so i cancelled the whole appointment, but we are going to Kris birthday next friday, will still be seeing him. The bbq is more and less confirmed already, just that i'm not sure if there will be any last minute changes. Well, in the end went godma place and played with girlgirl my niece! She is so super cute i tell you. Everyone was there but she only wanted to stick with me, and guys of cause. HAHA. Girls, especially baby girls, they are realistic, they will cling on to guys more than girls one okay! And before leaving godma house, i carried her and left the house, she wanted to follow me off okay. LOL, i would have done that if i aint going to Tampines Mall. :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tampines Mall today was packed. I bought my phone, and bought my parents this healthy pillow or something since i also thought that my parents pillow spoil liao. But that pillow aint cheap okay! It cost me $78 each. I bought 3, 1 for dad, 1 for mum and 1 for myself. My sisters pay for themselves.  :x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And went to My mum's elder sister, my ahyi's  house for dinner. Very delicious ah, especially the soup. Woohoo! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, there's work tomorrow, so i'm going off to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY! 1 wish list down! I'm working towards my goal. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nights, Loves~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-2052599969007914459?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2052599969007914459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=2052599969007914459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2052599969007914459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2052599969007914459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/got-new-phone.html' title='Got a new phone!'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SXNWXyYBwmI/AAAAAAAAAjc/VFCbO001W6M/s72-c/C902_frontandside_titanium_silver.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-8237944771511701855</id><published>2009-01-18T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:26:26.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What</title><content type='html'>Why must you try means to come back when i thought that its already impossible between us. &lt;div&gt;Why say no when this time round I really meant so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What exactly you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-8237944771511701855?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8237944771511701855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=8237944771511701855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8237944771511701855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8237944771511701855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/what.html' title='What'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-7278507410130269665</id><published>2009-01-15T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T02:06:07.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitudes after Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHOPPING SESSION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and its the freaking first time without photos ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, hey. I had fun today. Went out with Hannah and S today, like YAY! Fun &amp;amp; Enjoyed myself thoroughly. I believed the 2 of them did too, because its like rather a reunion. Hmm. Well, went shopping at Far East Plaza today and went to Wisma, and to Cineleisure to Heerens, to plaza Singapura, to Far East again,  and back to Heerens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I BOUGHT A BANGLE AT CINELEISURE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I BOUGHT SOMETHING. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we went back to F.E.P again because hannah wants to buy shoes and went to Heerens because we went to eat fish and co. It was like a craving la, and so in the end S and I treated hannah. It was to celebrate my good results, as well as to have an early reunion dinner. Had New York Fish and chips as well as a seafood platter for 2. Also ordered a full course meal which includes a drink (Passion fruit) as well as soup of the day. Means, 3 course meal! I swear to god that i was freaking full after eating those. (I FELT SO SINFUL), and i felt like vomiting. LOL. Luckily we need to walk to the nearest bus stop, so it digested a little. If not i think i really will vomit - thanks to the super bumpy and crowded bus. If not for Hannah and S's nonsense and talk about our past ah. Like what happened to QR and Hannah and etc etc, what happened in school. About fights, to results to i don't know what. And because of that, i actually think that me and hannah really been through a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that explains what I'm going to do soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thank you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teachers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Geraldine Tang:&lt;/span&gt; Nothing that I say can be compared to the many things that you have done for me. Thank you for constantly reminding me that I am great, and I can do anything that I want myself to. For always helping me. For guiding me through my secondary school years and teaching me a lot of things. Be it CCA or English or giving me advices, I really want to thank you many many. I know that I should be proud of myself and have confidence. Because after this, i know that there are actually many things that i can do myself if i want to do it. Woo! Thanks Gery Jie. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Shirley Seah:&lt;/span&gt; Thank you for coaching me in English like for so many years, and towards my exam period, thank you for always giving me advices on what to do for compositions and comprehensions. And always reminding me to not fall into love during exams because relationships always complicate matters. Thank you for also making the impossible possible. From a D7 in English, to a B3. Really a thousand thanks to you, for always being in my life. From being a teacher, to a friend, to like a big jiejie. We've been through a lot, especially this whole sec 5 year of mine. Lydia and you, i have to thank. And I can become your 活招牌 already. Like such grades ah, its such a big jump for me la. Thank you so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss Jolyn Tok: &lt;/span&gt;Thank you for being such a crapper and chat with me a lot during our tuition sessions. HAHAHA. Thanks for teaching me Maths like right from sec 2's work all the way to sec 5 because my brain was like the retards'. And also thanks for coming all the way after work despite being so tired, and came all the way down to teach me Maths 1 day before my paper and force me to do questions that i thought look retarded. HAHA. Thank you also for coming down before my science papers and force me to finish doing all the retarded MCQ questions that were in the TYS that you bought for me, and taught me the topic, transformer like 17 hours before my Physics paper and it came out. You were such a great help that made my bloody science from a forever fail grade, to a B3. Really thank you! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teachers in Kranji Sec:&lt;/span&gt; Thank you for being part of the crew that helped produce my O level results that I, myself is very proud of. I hope I didn't disappoint most of you, and I am so glad that I really had the chance to prove myself wrong, that actually I have the capability to get results that I want myself to produce. Thank you teachers, for coaching me since I was in Secondary 1, be it teachers I adore or not, like or don't. Thank you, because everyone of you were part of my life, and played a role in it. Thanks! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends: (in no specific order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hannah:&lt;/span&gt; Thank you for always telling me that you are proud of me and I will get good grades for my O levels, because that really help. This is like the don't know how many freaking dedication that I have done for you already, and this will still continue. Thank you for talking to me in English and correcting me when i made some stupid grammar mistakes. Thank you for also idiotically been through so many moronic seconds, minutes, hours, days, months and years with me now and then. Despite all those, you have given me countless priceless advices and that really helped me. You told me to stop thinking of idiotic guys and concentrate on my examinations, and i listened. So YAY. Thanks so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tanya:&lt;/span&gt; I have said many many many many freaking thank you and i love you to you before already. Thanks for ALWAYS telling me the good about Singapore Polytechnic, and that will always remind me that we wanted to go to the same secondary and polytechnic together since primary school, but even though we failed to la. HAHA! Hope I really did do you proud! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ben: &lt;/span&gt;Bro, thanks for forever telling me that I am going to beat you in O levels, even though i didn't la. HAHA! Missed by like 2 freaking marks right. LOL. And thanks for also always asking me to concentrate on my studies. And telling me to study. Also for comforting me and telling me that i will, and is going to do well for my examination because I did study, a day before results were release. You too, all the best in your test okay! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Songwei:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks yo, for always been the greatest best listening partner, and the best person to lend me a listening ear apart from hannah. HAHA! Whenever I need to rant, I know you and hannah would be there. When i want to go out, you and hannah will be there. Every every little, small whatever things. Thanks man. Thanks for also telling me that I can do it la. Like when i was stressing over results release day. HEHE. Thanks! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weiny: &lt;/span&gt;Dearest! Thanks for always tolerating my crap and talking about everything under the world with me. Thanks for always encouraging me and telling me that can do it, when i kept telling you that i can't! Thanks for always telling me that I am going to get well for results and ask me don't think too much. HAHA. THanks for also always giving me advices that I will obey most of the times la. HAHA. thanks so much! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CangNing:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks for coaching me and advising me about things that I don't know. And thanks for always being the person i would sms to whenever I have troubles because no matter where are you, no matter what are you doing, you will reply me with don't know how many freaking links and trying to get me enlightened. Thank you for always tellings me to study and teaching me how to prioritize. Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My 7 sisters:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks for teaching me things that I don't know, like humanities and science. Thanks to some, for being a very good listening ear too. Like whenever I have problems, I cry, I will find you guys at times. I know I might be quite irritating sometimes la, like keep telling you all my problems. HAHA. Thank you for always encouraging me when sometimes I get despair and all freaked out and worrying over things. Thank you!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm like freaking tired now, I have work tomorrow. It is 2a.m now and I only just finish typing. I'm so tired! RAH. Okay, I am going to sleep already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEHE. good night!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-7278507410130269665?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7278507410130269665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=7278507410130269665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7278507410130269665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7278507410130269665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/gratitudes-after-results.html' title='Gratitudes after Results'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-4387357704938664711</id><published>2009-01-15T00:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T01:23:52.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictureees</title><content type='html'>If you guys have been constantly reading, you guys should know that I've started this hobby - baking like recently. And hey, I have done quite a few bakings. And i promised to upload the pictures, here it is.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4eKxG7FUI/AAAAAAAAAjM/67tOEC45Iis/s1600-h/Bakings+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4eKxG7FUI/AAAAAAAAAjM/67tOEC45Iis/s320/Bakings+002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291199782536811842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4eKm4pldI/AAAAAAAAAjE/5_clJ4EcyLY/s1600-h/Bakings+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4eKm4pldI/AAAAAAAAAjE/5_clJ4EcyLY/s320/Bakings+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291199779792590290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4d5RSfIJI/AAAAAAAAAi8/7WS1vrPSP34/s1600-h/Bakings+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4d5RSfIJI/AAAAAAAAAi8/7WS1vrPSP34/s320/Bakings+014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291199481937600658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4d5BTs64I/AAAAAAAAAi0/oPdlcVktEEk/s1600-h/Bakings+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4d5BTs64I/AAAAAAAAAi0/oPdlcVktEEk/s320/Bakings+012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291199477647731586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4d403J-xI/AAAAAAAAAis/xVD_LueVfnM/s1600-h/Bakings+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4d403J-xI/AAAAAAAAAis/xVD_LueVfnM/s320/Bakings+011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291199474306775826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4d4g7gbAI/AAAAAAAAAik/UaYYUE47GRE/s1600-h/Bakings+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4d4g7gbAI/AAAAAAAAAik/UaYYUE47GRE/s320/Bakings+007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291199468956314626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4d4VgUvQI/AAAAAAAAAic/pSofjcBNTq0/s1600-h/Bakings+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4d4VgUvQI/AAAAAAAAAic/pSofjcBNTq0/s320/Bakings+010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291199465889512706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I did most of the things myself okay!! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, results were released. Some did well, some did okay, some were not satisfied. All i can say is - you reep what you sow. So, when you did well, its what you deserve. And hey, I've sent in my choices already. Its like I'm trying my best to make full use of the whole 12 choices already. Oh well. Today is a wonderful and tiring day. Like I stayed in office for 8hours plus doing admin work. -_- But actually most of the time, i was talking to xueqi on the phone. HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shopping with hannah and Songwei tomorrow. Happy. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Will update tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-4387357704938664711?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4387357704938664711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=4387357704938664711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4387357704938664711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/4387357704938664711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/pictureees.html' title='Pictureees'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SW4eKxG7FUI/AAAAAAAAAjM/67tOEC45Iis/s72-c/Bakings+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1099978049090880649</id><published>2009-01-12T23:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:56:38.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results day</title><content type='html'>Results day today.&lt;div&gt;Yes today, 12th January 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woohoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L1R4 - 12.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L1R5 - 17 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Wang LiYing, I'm very proud of you. You have done well! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Like it might not be VERY good, but I am sure that you will not regret in the future, because you have placed in all your efforts, and it was sort of paid off. Well, now the another step is to polytechnic life. You have to tell yourself that you will not get despised by people again. You have to tell yourself that you want to go to university. You have to study very hard to not waste time. You have wasted a year in secondary school so don't waste another year in poly. You need to make the right choice. You have to put in your best effort in everything you do. You also have to remember this feeling. This very feeling that placed you up on the clouds, and for once let everyone congratulate you. I am proud of you, I'm sure you have made your parents proud and gag those mouth of your kaypo and irritating aunties and your old-fashioned grandmother who looked down on you and asked you to not study so hard in the past. The same naggy grandmother who wanted your mother to give your auntie's undies to your mum and ordered your mum to let you wear it so that you will be a smart girl in the future, and study university like that auntie of yours. But have your irritating grandmother ever thought that your auntie just barely passed her O'level and retained once in College. So what. I'm glad that you have got them all shut up. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You must not let those other people influence you. Even if they think you are haolian or whatever la, just heckcare them alright! Because your right friends will only support you. Moreover what you have done have just saved the face of 4 people in your  family. You grandma, aunties, will stop despising you. They will look up on you. You did all these not only for yourself, but for your whole family. So, i am proud of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for the new life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the baby who was rocked in the arms of her godparents instead of her own parents since young till she could walk and run and jump. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the baby who called her godfather, papa, because she had no chance to say it to her own father and it just blabbered our from her mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the girl who cried when she knew that the family is going to move from the East to the West. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the girl who requested for mum to allow her to go over to godparents house to stay over for a week or so during holidays so that they could have ample time with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was the girl who was left all alone at home when both parents were out and she had to learn to take care of my sister when she was only 7 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the daughter who stole her parents money and lied that the teacher placed the money in her purse because she had good results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the daughter whom they made to kneel down before the altar and repent my mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the daughter whom they called the police to arrest me to the police station because I wouldn't admit my mistake. Even if they called police, I didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the daughter who started to learn things from her bad influence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the daughter who defied her parents and began to pick up smoking without their acknowledgement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the baby, I am the girl, I am the daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And soon, I am going to be a woman. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, those became memories, and past already. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1099978049090880649?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1099978049090880649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1099978049090880649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1099978049090880649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1099978049090880649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/results-day.html' title='Results day'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-8566158191061159449</id><published>2009-01-12T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T01:01:16.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Die.</title><content type='html'>I'm dead tomorrow.&lt;div&gt;My death day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm scared and worried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mood is gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i cannot don't sleep. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must make myself sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because i still have work tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nights Peeps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-8566158191061159449?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8566158191061159449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=8566158191061159449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8566158191061159449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8566158191061159449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/die.html' title='Die.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-5538138703503410020</id><published>2009-01-10T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:54:06.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My busy day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work today was a bit easy, because cannot do any filings, as all the classes have been used up. Took up K1 English and Maths because Reine couldn't make it yo. Even though its kinda a long day today, hey, I have leave tomorrow but I need to go and work on Monday morning! Even though its my results day. =/ Stress + Stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday sort of quarreled with my dad. I didn't really objected to what he say la, but I was rather unhappy about it and came back into my room to cry. Like a retard, i know. But whatever the case, I thought that he should really consider my feelings and not try to dig out my past. Its like rather sad to hear him say such things to me. Hurts yo. Whatever la, like i've said, i cried in my room and called to him. Upon hearing his voice, it got worse la actually, but i feel good talking to him. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with Kenny just now and he was actually with his friends. So i kinda knew them la. Hung around with them around Teck whye area for about 2hours and went home. Now, i'm blogging and flipping through those booklets that i got from SP open house. There are so little choices that i'm interested in la! Prolly because I have my own views and is confirmed about my interest already that made me lose interest in the rest of the courses, but nevertheless. Today was a fine day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow will be staying home to make pineapple tarts. Yay. (: Going to have nice tarts already. Muahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to end the day in about 10 minutes time, I would like to share this with everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To love and not to love, its just a border away. But once you made up your mind, never give up. Set the person you love free, if he/she comes back in the designated time, he/she is meant to be yours. But if he left you, and came back only after that, he missed the chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got it? (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ENjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-5538138703503410020?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5538138703503410020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=5538138703503410020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5538138703503410020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5538138703503410020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-busy-day.html' title='My busy day.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-2486222492403189433</id><published>2009-01-10T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:50:24.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Had fun.</title><content type='html'>Met Tanya at Singapore Poly. Went down with Boss and saw a few friends around there. Had fun talking to them. Went around SP to take a look at those choices that i am going to put into the 12 choices that i have once i got my results. Man. Promised shopping with Tanya too, but it was until on the bus that i realized, I forgot to bring my Ezlink card and ATM card. -_- And with me, only $20. Thanks ah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felt so stupid la, but i bought quite a couple of things over at Bugis Street. Like a skirt and a dress. Shopped around the whole freaking place like combed it already. Tanya got the exact same skirt as I did. HEHE. Well, like i said, i didnt bring atm card so i don't dare to see too many things. I promise to go back and shop again. But felt so sorry for Tanya. LOL, she had to lend me money :x And im like in debt now lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nevertheless, like what Tanya said, it was a half good bad day. LOL. Bad because I forgot to bring my things. RAH. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I'm so so so so sorry again, didn't get to meet you ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-2486222492403189433?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2486222492403189433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=2486222492403189433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2486222492403189433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2486222492403189433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/had-fun.html' title='Had fun.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1633221636645102919</id><published>2009-01-08T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T01:07:52.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem;for you</title><content type='html'>I'm not judging, &lt;div&gt;so not going to anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O' level results is like coming out in a while's time. I am going to face death like so soon. HAHA. But who cares, even if I've failed or whatever. Okay la, i care, but, it is not the end of my exams laa. I still got diploma, got university degree, right? (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definitely this is not my last stop. I still have a super super long way ahead of me. That I am sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'M SO SORRY ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SO SO SO SO SORRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made you wait for me for like 3 hours and in the end I couldn't meet you. Sigh. I'm so sorry! And I was so shocked, cos you weren't angry a single bit. That made me even more guilty ah! ): So sorry! And thank you, for being so understanding. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;认识，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是我们故事的开始。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;了解，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是经过了每个巧遇而换来得。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;接受，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是你我都要慢慢学习的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;体谅，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是在你身上看到的东西。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;明白，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是我想要为你做的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;关心，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是我想要让你得到的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;过去，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是我们的回意，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;现在，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是我们必须要努力的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;未来，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是我们要迎接的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;浪漫，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;不是必要的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;欢笑，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是我要在你脸上看见的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;泪珠，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是在我身边才能有的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为，我一直都会在。(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am going to Singapore Poly Open House Tomorrow with Boss. Meeting Tanya and going town after that. Woot. I Miss Dear girl. Tomorrow will be a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1633221636645102919?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1633221636645102919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1633221636645102919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1633221636645102919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1633221636645102919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/poemfor-you.html' title='Poem;for you'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-9052735443735757126</id><published>2009-01-07T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:20:30.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiots love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Idiots like him are meant to be chided, right? (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what if i said i don't wanna meet you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what if i hung up your phone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what if i've changed, you did too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever nonsense, i've held on to my stand. Whatever you wanna do, continue. But if you want all the quarrels. So be it. Get me outta the game, i'm not continuing already. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good bye, my once love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-9052735443735757126?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9052735443735757126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=9052735443735757126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/9052735443735757126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/9052735443735757126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/idiots-love.html' title='Idiots love'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-5868407789011827333</id><published>2009-01-06T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:30:40.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;More than friends; or just it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't know what are you thinking about, like seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay,maybe actually I do. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends just like roller coaster. They can bring you up, and make you fall greatly and hard on the floor, and maybe they can leave you all by yourself to let you suffer. Or you will not know what he/she will be doing to you, because you cannot see what is in front of you. Man. Fuxk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going speechless because I no longer know the value of friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I no longer believe that people around me could be trusted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I even think that some of them have motive to be around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I doubt their truthfulness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But whatever. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes,things can only be memories, deep in the mind, enough for us to remember them in our hearts, but not coming back. So, Im not going to mention any further. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-5868407789011827333?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5868407789011827333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=5868407789011827333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5868407789011827333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5868407789011827333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-25564402478826858</id><published>2009-01-06T00:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T01:22:11.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Painful Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;How does it feel like being played out time and again.And how does it feel when someone you love don't trust you.Also, how does it feel being cheated by someone you actually trust a lot.And also, how does it feel like being unimportant to someone you think is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tears trickled down my cheek whenever i think of those times when i was having fun, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;playing &lt;/span&gt;with guys trust. But getting all the love that girls will always yearn and wants to get, from guys ranging from the beginning of the timeline to the end of it. Its not that i wants guy. That sound super wrong, and its really not what i meant. Sigh. It really hurts now. Feeling so unimportant to someone who is supposed to be important. Felt so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;unnecessary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;when I thought that friends would be the one to replace everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I thought was trying to make my life full because love really took away quite a big portion of my heart and friends really really need to use their heart and soul, along with my trust to make my heart full again. Yet, whatever I used to feel 2-3 weeks ago, were not what I will be feeling in the future, and i know that it will be forever, not just 2-3 weeks. What man. Why should i always be feeling this. Its so unfair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to you, yes you. I really don't wanna care so much, if you have a girlfriend or don't. I just don't understand why did you try to keep it from me. Do you know that i have helped you in trying to get the other her, and now so fast, within 1-2 weeks you can tell me that you already have a girlfriend, when HI SIR, do you remember what did you say a few days before Christmas when we were inside CCK Macdonalds writing our Christmas cards. Have you already forgotten your promises that you say you will fulfill because other guys have yet fulfill their promises to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was dumb enough to think that you could be serious about her. And we (me, her) would actually thought that the trio will never be separated. Right. Now because of you. Whatever la, I shouldn't be angry at all, because the one that should be shouldn't be me. I am not involve. I am just pissed about being cheated, and lied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to the one I think should be important to me. I wonder what is he doing now. Wonder what have he done. Haven really contacted much. And it really hurts feeling so unimportant. I wonder if he still remembers my birthday, remembered how we got to know each other, remembered how we used to love each other so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from all those nonsense, I slogged for like 7 hours again today and came home to make muffins. The top were charred. But despite that, it was absolutely nice, i swear. Not trying to boast myself. HEHE. Oh well. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Lesson Learnt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Change of heart, doesn't only imply to love. Friends too. And i believe, my next post will be on friends. Friendship is always the last thing that I would want to change. Trust me, I am hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-25564402478826858?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/25564402478826858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=25564402478826858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/25564402478826858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/25564402478826858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/change-of-heart.html' title='Change of Heart'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-8392277410281619393</id><published>2009-01-04T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:33:41.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making tarts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sunny day = Happy day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Had work today, freaking tired week. But nevertheless, its the job that made me a happy girl. I get to work with the most familiar surrounding I could ever have. I get to have good pay. I get to talk around with colleagues which are either around my age or older then me. Despite their age, we click well. And i got to learn a lot from them which is really very difficult to learn from textbooks and internets. Such experiences are very rare. I'm glad that I have those opportunities. HEHE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all those learning experience i will win. Because every point of life is a game, a game that determines if you have passed and succeeded, so that you will be able to move on to every next obstacle in your life. I've passed my major obstacle in Year 2009. What about you?  (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AH! Im going to do filing tomorrow for like 5 hours. HAHA. Bless me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, and not forgetting. My making the pineapple tart that jam (The pineapple that is on top of the tart) NOW. And yes i meant now. Im like frying it and waiting for the bloody thing to dry up. And I'm blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; you know what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i am beginning to love my life now. I love everyone around me. Yet no one is so going to affect me. HEHE. YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;w love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-8392277410281619393?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8392277410281619393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=8392277410281619393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8392277410281619393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/8392277410281619393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/making-tarts.html' title='Making tarts'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1400833409998277084</id><published>2009-01-04T01:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:05:08.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I SMILED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;upon coming to a new day, to tell myself that I will be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to be a more&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; optimistic gi&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. HEHE. Because i came to realize that, no matter how sad/angry/unhappy or other negative feelings i have, i still have to live. &amp;amp; since i have to live, why not live life to the fullest? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well well, I told myself that i must make use of all my time to treat my parents and friends better. I want to use all the time that i could to do everything that i've missed out since young. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was young, I remember lying to my parents, stealing my parents money. And i got alot of punishments also. Dad called the police, and i still dare lie to the police. And i was also made to kneel in front of the altar, and i was supposed to feel remorse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when i was a little older, i lied to my mum that my teacher gave me money. LOL, when i actually stole from my mum, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when I was about sec 2, I remember times that i made my parents upset over everything. For example, those times that I made mummy upset because she learnt that i learnt and started how to smoke. Those times that i made her super unhappy by pissing her off small matters. Those moments that i hurled vulgarities at my mum. The period that i became super oh-rebellious and went against almost every single thing my mum asked me to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, i want to make them happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to make pineapple tarts for my mum and try help with the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to try to make bread also. HEHE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also want to make muffins. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be more fillial to my parents because i think that it is time for me to grow up. No more playing. No more jokes. No more child's play. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its time to study and work. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Yay, i love myself for the change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Because i am me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1400833409998277084?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1400833409998277084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1400833409998277084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1400833409998277084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1400833409998277084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/change.html' title='Change.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-3587351778128518096</id><published>2009-01-02T21:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:22:44.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work sucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Work was tiring;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dearest have been away for 1 whole day and i'm already missing her. ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nevertheless, life still have to go on. HAHA. I am alive and kicking after a day's work and yay, i'm trying to enjoy life right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mingxuan Di came over to workplace to pass me my belated belated belated birthday present. Thanks -_-  I showed that face because once you guys know who he gave me you guys will give that look too. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Payday is coming like real soon. I hope its tomorrow! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats the best thing after a month of work. HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And love is getting me all so fucked up. ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-3587351778128518096?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3587351778128518096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=3587351778128518096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3587351778128518096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3587351778128518096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/work-sucks.html' title='Work sucks.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-5914213598911906162</id><published>2009-01-01T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:36:04.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;welcome to 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway; i heard many many versions of the O level release dates.So I am really not very sure of to when will i get the results. But i hope it will be soon because i want to get over the bloody results and dye my hair soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yay,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out with sis,bro,bro's sister and friends to Vivo City yesterday for the countdown. Imma going to update it real soon. Stay tune with pictures. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves.&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/6393594483704798205-5914213598911906162?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5914213598911906162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=5914213598911906162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5914213598911906162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5914213598911906162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-1541797743892808577</id><published>2008-12-31T12:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:54:33.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell dinner</title><content type='html'>Farewell dinner.&lt;br /&gt;that brought almost everyone baack again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr3wStVIZI/AAAAAAAAAhs/bx5AMWC4_4w/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285809521700446610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr3wStVIZI/AAAAAAAAAhs/bx5AMWC4_4w/s320/Farewell+dinner+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall not say alot,will just let the pictures speak. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with ning after work to shop for groceries and went to school! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vicky &amp;amp; Kailing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2XVf5PlI/AAAAAAAAAhk/UQNGdRTbfuo/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807993441042002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2XVf5PlI/AAAAAAAAAhk/UQNGdRTbfuo/s320/Farewell+dinner+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While preparing the foodd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2Xc0OdRI/AAAAAAAAAhc/dX4Hpnhlxp4/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807995405366546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2Xc0OdRI/AAAAAAAAAhc/dX4Hpnhlxp4/s320/Farewell+dinner+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot; strong man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2XHeLKWI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AOBxxtTpMN4/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807989675731298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2XHeLKWI/AAAAAAAAAhU/AOBxxtTpMN4/s320/Farewell+dinner+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 'rose' that we gave Ms Fazlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2W6iTB4I/AAAAAAAAAhM/E-uCFCv0oq4/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807986203363202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2W6iTB4I/AAAAAAAAAhM/E-uCFCv0oq4/s320/Farewell+dinner+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kailing &amp;amp; Izzaty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2Jio5ggI/AAAAAAAAAhE/udbc_EPd_B8/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807756450300418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2Jio5ggI/AAAAAAAAAhE/udbc_EPd_B8/s320/Farewell+dinner+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2Jcs6UzI/AAAAAAAAAg8/dm3F7iJOjvc/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807754856518450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2Jcs6UzI/AAAAAAAAAg8/dm3F7iJOjvc/s320/Farewell+dinner+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The brownie that Ms Fazlin made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2JERW3PI/AAAAAAAAAg0/lt-y8iK8Vfs/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807748298497266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2JERW3PI/AAAAAAAAAg0/lt-y8iK8Vfs/s320/Farewell+dinner+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fairuz &amp;amp; Suren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2I5wyMTI/AAAAAAAAAgs/NMyA6HpWrJA/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807745477521714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2I5wyMTI/AAAAAAAAAgs/NMyA6HpWrJA/s320/Farewell+dinner+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suren &amp;amp; Ning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2IXX0BGI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ne0MGTmvtf4/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807736245978210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr2IXX0BGI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ne0MGTmvtf4/s320/Farewell+dinner+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Izzaty &amp;amp; Ning&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr11Q9AmMI/AAAAAAAAAgc/8JZsyaQYsqc/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807408105429186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr11Q9AmMI/AAAAAAAAAgc/8JZsyaQYsqc/s320/Farewell+dinner+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JeanLe &amp;amp; Ms Fazlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr11Ky1A6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/fqSa0Eo211k/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807406452114338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr11Ky1A6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/fqSa0Eo211k/s320/Farewell+dinner+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ning &amp;amp; Ms Fazlin, when presenting the real rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr101S1lRI/AAAAAAAAAgM/w5Qy6JD1YUQ/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807400680789266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr101S1lRI/AAAAAAAAAgM/w5Qy6JD1YUQ/s320/Farewell+dinner+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The chef!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr10iZE1mI/AAAAAAAAAgE/MmrXzx5z3Lo/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807395606681186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr10iZE1mI/AAAAAAAAAgE/MmrXzx5z3Lo/s320/Farewell+dinner+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our way homee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr10neHGlI/AAAAAAAAAf8/RzlgRRwLU_0/s1600-h/Farewell+dinner+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285807396969978450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr10neHGlI/AAAAAAAAAf8/RzlgRRwLU_0/s320/Farewell+dinner+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going for countdown later on,anything call me :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-1541797743892808577?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1541797743892808577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=1541797743892808577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1541797743892808577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/1541797743892808577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2008/12/farewell-dinner.html' title='Farewell dinner'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVr3wStVIZI/AAAAAAAAAhs/bx5AMWC4_4w/s72-c/Farewell+dinner+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-2287293268576575740</id><published>2008-12-26T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:51:44.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results release</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;G.C.E O Level Release of results on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;8January2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Source: 25December2008 ZaoBao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Good luck everyone, im doomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-2287293268576575740?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2287293268576575740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=2287293268576575740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2287293268576575740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/2287293268576575740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2008/12/results-release.html' title='Results release'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-393283647175411225</id><published>2008-12-26T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:53:15.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MerryChristmas~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met up with hannah to have our lunch at taka, and proceeded to meet Songwei and Steven at FarEastPlaza(FEP). Lunch was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had card and cookies from hannah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had this handmade thingy from S!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this apple 3D puzzle from steven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanksssssssssssssssssss. Im happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will try fixing the apple up and post the picture on blog. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSmtEmq4zI/AAAAAAAAAf0/BM4cU2gTAE8/s1600-h/Cruise+08+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284031556072694578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSmtEmq4zI/AAAAAAAAAf0/BM4cU2gTAE8/s320/Cruise+08+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Night was busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to auntie's house at YewMei condo and had our christmas gathering as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met all cousins because its a MUST to come, and chatted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSms1UB6FI/AAAAAAAAAfs/GdRDTszwrBM/s1600-h/Cruise+08+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284031551967979602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSms1UB6FI/AAAAAAAAAfs/GdRDTszwrBM/s320/Cruise+08+151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beautiful ribbon-fied christmas snow treee.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSms5evueI/AAAAAAAAAfk/jo_lg14oMs0/s1600-h/Cruise+08+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284031553086667234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSms5evueI/AAAAAAAAAfk/jo_lg14oMs0/s320/Cruise+08+156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the Chocolate Fondue.&lt;br /&gt;After eating that,was cracking lame jokes timee.&lt;br /&gt;LiangPing and LiangZhou, the 2 oldest cousin in the family other den me, started to crack jokes. LOL. I didn't know they are so lame. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSmsmecNRI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Zhq8Oe7gqms/s1600-h/Cruise+08+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284031547985114386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSmsmecNRI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Zhq8Oe7gqms/s320/Cruise+08+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the logcake. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSmsVzm7EI/AAAAAAAAAfU/8SeHN3sEObQ/s1600-h/Cruise+08+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284031543510494274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSmsVzm7EI/AAAAAAAAAfU/8SeHN3sEObQ/s320/Cruise+08+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And thus, that sums up my day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-393283647175411225?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/393283647175411225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=393283647175411225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/393283647175411225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/393283647175411225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2008/12/merrychristmas.html' title='MerryChristmas~!'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSmtEmq4zI/AAAAAAAAAf0/BM4cU2gTAE8/s72-c/Cruise+08+150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-7634578230561730822</id><published>2008-12-26T14:58:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:40:03.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Meaningful Week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i said that i am going to have fun, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First was 21dec.&lt;br /&gt;woke up like super early to go to harbourfront the ferry terminal there to meet up with my relatives,and we proceeded to queue up to get up the stupid cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSUGqncfMI/AAAAAAAAAfM/T8kzxAY41T0/s1600-h/Cruise+08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284011105052294338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSUGqncfMI/AAAAAAAAAfM/T8kzxAY41T0/s320/Cruise+08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After checking in our luggages and stuffs, got into the cruise and went to have our sumptuous lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSUGYA-GAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/9nz7e_tGLog/s1600-h/Cruise+08+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284011100059080706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSUGYA-GAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/9nz7e_tGLog/s320/Cruise+08+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was taken in The Pavillion after lunch. Look at the candy house. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSUEk9G0tI/AAAAAAAAAe8/fNP4ppjZGPc/s1600-h/Cruise+08+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284011069172798162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSUEk9G0tI/AAAAAAAAAe8/fNP4ppjZGPc/s320/Cruise+08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSUEN87-yI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Vxc77xovWA0/s1600-h/Cruise+08+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284011062998072098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSUEN87-yI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Vxc77xovWA0/s320/Cruise+08+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In our cabin, sis was like lying on the upper deck of the bed. HAHA. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMisE4PoI/AAAAAAAAAes/yHJoLB3__RY/s1600-h/Cruise+08+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284002790387498626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMisE4PoI/AAAAAAAAAes/yHJoLB3__RY/s320/Cruise+08+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMihK89FI/AAAAAAAAAek/Go1GZmHhfIU/s1600-h/Cruise+08+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284002787460183122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMihK89FI/AAAAAAAAAek/Go1GZmHhfIU/s320/Cruise+08+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were playing monopoly. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like only the 1st day, and im already dead bored, playing monopoly. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMiYUNjdI/AAAAAAAAAec/cEX-s3u0z-o/s1600-h/Cruise+08+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284002785083100626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMiYUNjdI/AAAAAAAAAec/cEX-s3u0z-o/s320/Cruise+08+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little cousins were dancing on the dancing floor. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMiRY5M2I/AAAAAAAAAeU/H4dI02ArLo4/s1600-h/Cruise+08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284002783223690082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMiRY5M2I/AAAAAAAAAeU/H4dI02ArLo4/s320/Cruise+08+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMh3vTAXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Jl1w9A0hOs4/s1600-h/Cruise+08+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284002776338334066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMh3vTAXI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Jl1w9A0hOs4/s320/Cruise+08+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMGMhJKNI/AAAAAAAAAeE/zMeJEmQc90s/s1600-h/Cruise+08+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284002300879775954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMGMhJKNI/AAAAAAAAAeE/zMeJEmQc90s/s320/Cruise+08+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMGD8GKlI/AAAAAAAAAd8/PPxhRQzODsU/s1600-h/Cruise+08+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284002298576906834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMGD8GKlI/AAAAAAAAAd8/PPxhRQzODsU/s320/Cruise+08+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was reading this booooook, cos i was way way way too bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMGMUNm0I/AAAAAAAAAd0/K43v6irduEs/s1600-h/Cruise+08+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284002300825541442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMGMUNm0I/AAAAAAAAAd0/K43v6irduEs/s320/Cruise+08+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMF78euOI/AAAAAAAAAdk/lJbYFkYlzvg/s1600-h/Cruise+08+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284002296431032546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSMF78euOI/AAAAAAAAAdk/lJbYFkYlzvg/s320/Cruise+08+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 22Dec on board. We just finished breakfast and waiting for the time to come to get down to go to penang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSLW4dBhgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/YDVCkC0cBgg/s1600-h/Cruise+08+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284001488039937538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSLW4dBhgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/YDVCkC0cBgg/s320/Cruise+08+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSLWkqtlyI/AAAAAAAAAdU/hdoG5HafHoE/s1600-h/Cruise+08+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284001482728642338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSLWkqtlyI/AAAAAAAAAdU/hdoG5HafHoE/s320/Cruise+08+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we were too bored,so we played&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CAROM! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSLWiEIpnI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Xlil_FSrq7c/s1600-h/Cruise+08+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284001482029966962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSLWiEIpnI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Xlil_FSrq7c/s320/Cruise+08+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This game is called connect-it or something. Damn gay, cos you need to crack your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSLWh7GuII/AAAAAAAAAdE/pCZhMZ1nIG0/s1600-h/Cruise+08+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284001481992091778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSLWh7GuII/AAAAAAAAAdE/pCZhMZ1nIG0/s320/Cruise+08+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is thinking of her boyf oh. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSLWfA43-I/AAAAAAAAAc8/YIZJc0W5C-o/s1600-h/Cruise+08+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284001481211043810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSLWfA43-I/AAAAAAAAAc8/YIZJc0W5C-o/s320/Cruise+08+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swimming session for the 2 kids. Haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSKiBr0V5I/AAAAAAAAAcs/KppfOPv3j_c/s1600-h/Cruise+08+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284000579984840594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSKiBr0V5I/AAAAAAAAAcs/KppfOPv3j_c/s320/Cruise+08+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you go, Penang! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSKh19qarI/AAAAAAAAAck/O4TTZFinI18/s1600-h/Cruise+08+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284000576838462130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSKh19qarI/AAAAAAAAAck/O4TTZFinI18/s320/Cruise+08+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we need to wait for the 2 kids to bathe after their swim. So we were stucked in front of the television.There's Mr bean you know. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSKhwlePNI/AAAAAAAAAcc/rm5gu45Gq18/s1600-h/Cruise+08+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284000575394823378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSKhwlePNI/AAAAAAAAAcc/rm5gu45Gq18/s320/Cruise+08+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This will be the type of boat that is going to bring us to both penang and phuket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind you, dont look down on the size, it can fit 150 passengers okay! And it really feels like dragonboat like what sis said. Hehe. Everyone was getting seasick, i felt good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSKhlKo1LI/AAAAAAAAAcU/zSIkB_WstUs/s1600-h/Cruise+08+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284000572329481394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSKhlKo1LI/AAAAAAAAAcU/zSIkB_WstUs/s320/Cruise+08+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After shopping for some things, we were hungry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Lorong Selamat at Penang to have a RM$6 Cha Kuay Teow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We waited for like 45minutes for that. Its delicious ley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJyJ2XhnI/AAAAAAAAAcM/6wZ1tTFvHt8/s1600-h/Cruise+08+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283999757542852210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJyJ2XhnI/AAAAAAAAAcM/6wZ1tTFvHt8/s320/Cruise+08+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the stallll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJx9ykFaI/AAAAAAAAAcE/eB7NjyBNOh8/s1600-h/Cruise+08+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283999754305672610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJx9ykFaI/AAAAAAAAAcE/eB7NjyBNOh8/s320/Cruise+08+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After that, went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJx96yBcI/AAAAAAAAAb8/LkL3yMqOMzM/s1600-h/Cruise+08+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283999754340140482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJx96yBcI/AAAAAAAAAb8/LkL3yMqOMzM/s320/Cruise+08+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i took this sunset on the small &lt;s&gt;dragon&lt;/s&gt;boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJxg3v81I/AAAAAAAAAb0/VuuUSXYaIEI/s1600-h/Cruise+08+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283999746542793554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJxg3v81I/AAAAAAAAAb0/VuuUSXYaIEI/s320/Cruise+08+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner was BBQ food at deck 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJxpnPQuI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sRCxCyaT3Ow/s1600-h/Cruise+08+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283999748889461474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJxpnPQuI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sRCxCyaT3Ow/s320/Cruise+08+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND I MUST SHARE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After bbq food, i went casino with mum and aunt. It was a great eye opener for me. Played roulette and jackpot with mum. Woo, fun. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seriously, jackpot is stupid la. You need to press the stupid bloody button consecutively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The casino is BIG, VERY BIG. There are alot alot alot of tables for betting. &amp;amp; FREE DRINKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FIY, drinks like sprite and coke on board needs money, but you can get it free in casino. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyes, den played finish roulette with mum, den went to jackpot, den went to roulette computer. Press and press like some retarded. HAHAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stayed inside there for like 2hours den i leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND WHEN I STEPPED OUT OF THE CASINO,MY GRANDMA WAS THERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wants me to bring her to watch performance. x.x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But luckily the performance is nice. LOL.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJAOXBd1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/E2flQdDqkb4/s1600-h/Cruise+08+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283998899760101202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJAOXBd1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/E2flQdDqkb4/s320/Cruise+08+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;23Dec - Phuket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJALGrdvI/AAAAAAAAAbc/_w6Xn-D_iHo/s1600-h/Cruise+08+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283998898886244082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJALGrdvI/AAAAAAAAAbc/_w6Xn-D_iHo/s320/Cruise+08+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJABiH9II/AAAAAAAAAbU/FncO2HfBJbs/s1600-h/Cruise+08+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283998896317002882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSJABiH9II/AAAAAAAAAbU/FncO2HfBJbs/s320/Cruise+08+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSI_0EMnlI/AAAAAAAAAbM/cFvxtaaSWCI/s1600-h/Cruise+08+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283998892701818450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSI_0EMnlI/AAAAAAAAAbM/cFvxtaaSWCI/s320/Cruise+08+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was the place where Tsunami strike - Potong beach&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSI_8v6hnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/3FfLzf_A5sg/s1600-h/Cruise+08+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283998895032665714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSI_8v6hnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/3FfLzf_A5sg/s320/Cruise+08+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The newly built buildings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like singapore condos. AHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSIZK73pNI/AAAAAAAAAa8/bBsemorIRjg/s1600-h/Cruise+08+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283998228826006738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSIZK73pNI/AAAAAAAAAa8/bBsemorIRjg/s320/Cruise+08+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cashew Nut factory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The man was getting the cashew nut of its shell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSIYqdmn4I/AAAAAAAAAak/KW2UijDK1S0/s1600-h/Cruise+08+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283998220109127554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSIYqdmn4I/AAAAAAAAAak/KW2UijDK1S0/s320/Cruise+08+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSIYCcdeSI/AAAAAAAAAac/8mOBj4-y3Vs/s1600-h/Cruise+08+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283998209366915362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSIYCcdeSI/AAAAAAAAAac/8mOBj4-y3Vs/s320/Cruise+08+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Shopping at Tesco lotus, i bought ALOT of things from there lor. hehehe.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSHy0iQglI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ccD1iBDa4fc/s1600-h/Cruise+08+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283997569977975378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSHy0iQglI/AAAAAAAAAaU/ccD1iBDa4fc/s320/Cruise+08+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And after shopping, dad got pissed off cos of some issues bla bla. And he scolded uncle on the van. I think he is not in the wrong lor. My uncle is. He deserved to be scolded one. orbi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a stingy uncle i have. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;$3500 Batt he say its expensive. Its only equivilant to $150 Singapore dollars. 8 dishes + 1 Tomyam soup for 13 people. Please, expensive not? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSHy4b6DCI/AAAAAAAAAaM/1RhEse1kgW8/s1600-h/Cruise+08+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283997571025079330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSHy4b6DCI/AAAAAAAAAaM/1RhEse1kgW8/s320/Cruise+08+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you think its expensive, please think again. When we eat zhi char, 4 dishes for like 5 people, it cost $50. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, this restaurant is opposite ocean shopping centre. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSHylOxZdI/AAAAAAAAAaE/atvJxSFbR8s/s1600-h/Cruise+08+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283997565869712850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSHylOxZdI/AAAAAAAAAaE/atvJxSFbR8s/s320/Cruise+08+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At New Robinson Shopping Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSHyhK20AI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/NM4xw1iyFHk/s1600-h/Cruise+08+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283997564779548674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSHyhK20AI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/NM4xw1iyFHk/s320/Cruise+08+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSHyWLKjJI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/470ea8QXRm0/s1600-h/Cruise+08+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283997561828052114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSHyWLKjJI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/470ea8QXRm0/s320/Cruise+08+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was captain's night, and there was this cocktail party! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had fruit punch and champange. Wooooot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSG3fXomsI/AAAAAAAAAZs/X15EqZkXWf8/s1600-h/Cruise+08+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283996550683990722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSG3fXomsI/AAAAAAAAAZs/X15EqZkXWf8/s320/Cruise+08+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;And we played uno cards that night with one of the cabin crew - Azura. She's from Tokyo Japan, and she's really pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSG3Vhy4sI/AAAAAAAAAZk/XsF9aRw-qRY/s1600-h/Cruise+08+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283996548042252994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSG3Vhy4sI/AAAAAAAAAZk/XsF9aRw-qRY/s320/Cruise+08+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Tawkay" playing uno also. hahaha. *inside joke* hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSG2hNXMbI/AAAAAAAAAZc/y9ea0xKy24s/s1600-h/Cruise+08+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283996533997908402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSG2hNXMbI/AAAAAAAAAZc/y9ea0xKy24s/s320/Cruise+08+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;24Dec - last day on board. Also Christmas Eve. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We played monopoly again. This time in our cabin. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSG2vEazSI/AAAAAAAAAZU/kDML2vegimo/s1600-h/Cruise+08+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283996537718492450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSG2vEazSI/AAAAAAAAAZU/kDML2vegimo/s320/Cruise+08+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;This is called the 'toilet bowl' window. HAHAHA. In my parent's room, preparing to get off the stupid cruise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSG2v8TLeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/I-t_OzyPfgU/s1600-h/Cruise+08+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283996537952873954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSG2v8TLeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/I-t_OzyPfgU/s320/Cruise+08+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The queue was super duper long when we were trying to leave the cruise. And i was actually rushing off to another place! I went home to change and took presents, left for hannah's house. I practically was rushing. After hannah's place, left with Songwei and went to FangPing's house with sisters. Had the 1st christmas meal there (after 12am) and enjoyed myself. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Needa go home because of Xmas day! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/6393594483704798205-7634578230561730822?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7634578230561730822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=7634578230561730822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7634578230561730822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7634578230561730822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2008/12/cruise.html' title='Cruise.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z2tNcNXfJI0/SVSUGqncfMI/AAAAAAAAAfM/T8kzxAY41T0/s72-c/Cruise+08+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-3464351627141427995</id><published>2008-12-20T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T17:25:07.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dyed Hair soooon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yay;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;going to be in copper red hair soooon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get my freaking hair dyed when i get back to singapore.Maybe someday in January ba. (: Glad,yo. And tml is freaking cruise,and im getting all the stupid illnesses up on me. Like my nose, can't stop sneezing. My fever isnt going down. My cough is going to soon turn into sore throat. -_- RAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up on jon already yo.I guess some people already guessed it. Heh. (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be very very happy, and no1 is going to spoil my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dearest!! Singlicious. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-3464351627141427995?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3464351627141427995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=3464351627141427995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3464351627141427995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/3464351627141427995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2008/12/dyed-hair-soooon.html' title='Dyed Hair soooon.'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-7101859036390484776</id><published>2008-12-19T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:26:37.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different already;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Definition;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what's yours - on love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a totally different perspective on love from yesterday night.I was looking at the past chatlogs with him and i realised that both of us changed alot.Not only that,we have matured.I believe that if we were to get together once again,like officially together,the feeling will not be the same anymore and that he will struggle,not only him.Because,it is very different.&lt;br /&gt;Okay,maybe it could have changed to the better side but thats only the minominority.Not that I don't want the old feelings to come back.I want,but its super duper hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that he will try his best.But i don't see any trying.I don't see him trying.I don't feel that he needs me.So,i am just going to ignore.If i don't lend him that $15 before he went australia,nothing of such would have happened,and i would be still loving and missing kelvin,happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case,i am going to enjoy my trip on board.&lt;br /&gt;This sunday 21st December to Wednesday 24th December.You guys may start contacting me after 1pm.I will be home by then.&amp;amp; tomorrow i don't think there will be anything nice for me to blog until when i come back from cruise already,so please people,await for the new &lt;strong&gt;YING&lt;/strong&gt; that is going to come back into all your hearts after my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will seriously take this time to think it through.My relationship with him.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-7101859036390484776?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7101859036390484776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=7101859036390484776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7101859036390484776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/7101859036390484776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2008/12/different-already.html' title='Different already;'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6393594483704798205.post-5611359837038183484</id><published>2008-12-18T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:45:28.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that easy afterall - not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with ahpa today to lot 1 to get all the cards written (but apparantly its not completed). Chatted alot, and ahpa was indeed super attentive to what i told him,and super serious when he was writing the letter to ______.Wtf.It was my 1st time seeing him so serious pl0x.Anyway,yay, i was happy la,because i managed to write 2 letters today. Full page okay! :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that met kenny at his place there,slacked for a few moments,and went to basketball court.Saw yangzhi and vicky there! =D Den slack slack slack den went home.Chatted with jon on the phone cos he called,and he asked for a tryout "patch" cos he wants to get back his feelings for me. -_- thanks yo.But out of stupidity i agreed yo.I feel dumb. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6393594483704798205-5611359837038183484?l=heartfelt-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5611359837038183484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6393594483704798205&amp;postID=5611359837038183484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5611359837038183484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6393594483704798205/posts/default/5611359837038183484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartfelt-s.blogspot.com/2008/12/stupidity.html' title='Stupidity'/><author><name>My life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07586245899726712540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
