<?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-28989266</id><updated>2011-07-28T15:40:21.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you dont know what love is</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-6507175641578413644</id><published>2009-08-05T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T08:18:56.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juicy Couture Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Selling Juicy Couture stuff.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black Juicy Couture wallet. used once only. zippers and all intact and in great condition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SnmhaaedD8I/AAAAAAAAAlw/clK1MQUyD74/s1600-h/LGIM0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SnmhaaedD8I/AAAAAAAAAlw/clK1MQUyD74/s320/LGIM0256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366497906144382914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SnmhaBHMskI/AAAAAAAAAlo/VTtqfD97aDQ/s320/LGIM0255.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366497899335955010" /&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SnmhZ9tiROI/AAAAAAAAAlg/NhkATmPTVGo/s1600-h/LGIM0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SnmhZ9tiROI/AAAAAAAAAlg/NhkATmPTVGo/s320/LGIM0254.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366497898423010530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SnmhZrUBDWI/AAAAAAAAAlY/qadu7eIYSSo/s320/LGIM0253.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366497893484137826" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SnmhZdOTC1I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/aYl7AJv_BNM/s1600-h/LGIM0257.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SnmhZdOTC1I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/aYl7AJv_BNM/s320/LGIM0257.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366497889702054738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Price: $80-100 (mayb negotiable) i bought this for $200 odd. &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="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Juicy Couture Necklaces:&lt;/b&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;brand new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SnmiGbuP0HI/AAAAAAAAAl4/knQU5VYmcuQ/s320/LGIM0259.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366498662393303154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selling for $30 only. grab it now. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brand new&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SnmiGkD61zI/AAAAAAAAAmA/CkNIHSSvjUo/s1600-h/LGIM0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SnmiGkD61zI/AAAAAAAAAmA/CkNIHSSvjUo/s320/LGIM0260.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366498664631686962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;selling for $15- $20. worn once only, amongst all, 6 diamonds gone. has a mirror on the other side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Contact me through either ariel_vanessa@hotmail.com or 91122810 for enquires.&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/28989266-6507175641578413644?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/6507175641578413644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=6507175641578413644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6507175641578413644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6507175641578413644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2009/08/juicy-couture-stuff.html' title='Juicy Couture Stuff'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SnmhaaedD8I/AAAAAAAAAlw/clK1MQUyD74/s72-c/LGIM0256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-1443636582192510380</id><published>2008-04-21T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T09:04:20.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you mean the world t me &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;It starts in my toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Makes me crinkle my nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Wherever it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I always know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;That you make me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;today has been a tiring but a realli awesome day. =) met the gals at macs and went for class. sweetheart was late. anw, mr ahzar's lesson was actually realli interestin, seriously. no disapointment there. hahas. hands on was like realli fun, but manfred and max were disturbin me with the fishball/ah ma camera shy thing which was like actually reallli funny. hahhas. i kept hidin behind pin hui t avoid the cam. lols. hahas. anw, we realised like marcus ning's hair blends in with the trees. hahhas XD anw, we went for like filmin and pin hui, humirah and i walked arnd the sch doin like diff kiind of shots, and it was actually realli fun and also funny seein certain ppl avoidin us like the plague while some went in front of our camera with like twist signs and all. thn we bumped into like rebecca and all and also manfred. thn we decided t like jk with them and term social escorts. HAHHAS XP anw, their nick names are like hell boy, patrick and spongebob. hahhahas. i ran from the cam for like the 2nd time. hahhahas. yea, but all in all, it was like super fun and hillarious with the cams and the experiances. and p.s. i took video of a lotttttt of ppl' asses. hahahhahs, o yea, my project grp for ICA1 is apple and melvin =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;went t cherilyn's place aft sch with maxine, jiamin, pin hui, charlene and wanyun. we ate duck rice, treat from cherilyn's mom =) hahas. and durin then, all the RA, nc 16, M18 stuff all came out and random questions, topics and answers came out, it was superrrrr funny luh. hahahahs lols. thn we agreed we will b totally PG when we reach her place. we watched blades of glory and mean girls, and both the films, we ended up like seein the tilt shot, over the shoulder, point of view, close up and etc. everythin tat mr ahzar taught us tday was stuck in our heads and we started sayin "screw, mr ahnzar's messin with our heads" hahhas lols. thn we went back t sch for sweetheart's water polo tryouts while pin hui went hm. OMG PINK,WHITE AND SKULL SPEEDO'S ARE THE MOSTTTTT DISGUSTING THINGS YOU CAN EVER SEE!!!!!!!!! seriously, i cannnnoootttt emphasize hw effing disturbin it realli was luh. mind boggling sia. lols. hahhahas. i shall leave it at that. we bitched and talked like wad girls do and talkin bout cheerleadin makes me think back durin sch time and durin Marie. hahahs. i miss CALS luh. anw, we walked arnd thn finally aft a few rounds and stuff, we went t the mrt station. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;met baby at novena, he walked t find me frm work with his frens and we went t eat at long john. the long john at novena is like sooooo much better thn tiong luh. anw, we walked arnd but all shops were like closed, this was like at 10 plus. ahhahas. thn we went t posb and stuff, and the ocbc/ petty thingy came up. super funny. hahhas. its me and baby's inside joke yea. XD anw, went t take mrt and there was our joke bout changi airport, well mainly mine actualy. hahahs. ok inside joke too. psps. B accompanied me t tiong before goin back t bishan, sayin nt safe and stuff. we slacked at tiong station a while thn i went off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;B, ily. imy a lot now even though i jus met you like not long ago, i realli had soo much fun with you tday. you're th only guy t take away my insecurities and my fears. and i think the onli one who can like handle my nonsence yea. did you no that you were the first guy that has ever made me feel so lucky, so happy and so loved. hahas. ily loadss and loads, seein you tmr. hahas. sleep early yea, mornin shift tmr.&lt;/em&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/28989266-1443636582192510380?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/1443636582192510380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=1443636582192510380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1443636582192510380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1443636582192510380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-mean-world-t-me-3.html' title='you mean the world t me &lt;3'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-4933816018771299009</id><published>2008-04-18T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T10:09:54.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMUSEMENT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;IM BORED AND I CANT SLEEP XD hahahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;so, here is a short quiz i saw or darling's blog. hahhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Only answer True or False:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Kissed more than one person on your top friends? True&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Kissed someone you didn't like? True.Q: You like someone? True.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Held a snake? false.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Been suspended from school? False&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Kissed in the rain? true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Sang in the shower? True.Q: Sat on a roof top? True.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? True.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Broken a bone? False.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Shaved your head? False.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Played a prank on someone? True.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Had/have a gym membership? False.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Donated Blood? False.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Had your heart broken? True.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q: Broken someone's heart? True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Who was your last?" just be 100% truthful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LAST PERSON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. You hung out with? – Baby low, baby in law, sheena, annabelle, eloise, brenda and sam ng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. last person you texted? -- Baby3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3.last person you slept next to? –jia min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. Went to the movies with? -- B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;5. Went to the mall with? – B and jack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;6. You talked to on the phone? -- pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;7. Made you laugh? -- B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;8. You hugged? -- B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;9. You kissed? – uhm!!! Hahhas, can i not answer, but its easy t guess la.obviously B. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;10. Made you cry? – uhm, B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;WOULD YOU RATHER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. Be serious or be funny? -- Funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. Drink whole or skim milk? – EWW, none!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. Die in a fire or get shot? – PEACEFUL DEATH LA!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. Sun or moon? – MOON XP&lt;br /&gt;2. dark or light chocolate? – dark&lt;br /&gt;3. left or right? -- right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. Sunny or rainy? -- Rainy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;5. Hugs or kisses? -- hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;6. Where do you live? – Bukit Merah View(pls dont come and stalk me ar XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;7. Rock or Techno? -- Rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;8. Do you want to get married? -- Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;9. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? -- Neither&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;10. Do you cook? -- Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;11. Current mood? – bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;IN THE LAST 72 HOURS HAVE YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. Kissed someone? -- yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. Sang? -- Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. Been hugged? -- Yup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. Liked someone you can't have? NOPE!.&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/28989266-4933816018771299009?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4933816018771299009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=4933816018771299009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4933816018771299009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4933816018771299009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/amusement.html' title='AMUSEMENT!'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-663187491595818052</id><published>2008-04-18T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T09:52:41.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;What did i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I always felt so much on control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought i'd make it all on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Never thought i would forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;All i have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Love's about to change my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ok, recent update. soo, aft the borin lect which i seirously did nt pay any attention t, we went for class at the lab. wrote summaries and stuff bout newspapaer articles, and while we were doin taat, i was msn-in manfred and max, jia min and rebecca. hahahs. seirously, cld nt concentrate and we were super bored luh!!! hahas. o yea, tx manfred for the gum ^^ hahas. anw, aft the super long presentation thingy we went for lunch at koufu. pin hui, manfred, max and may may and i went t eat tgt on acc tat there wasnt enough seats for us all t sit tgt and we decided t sacrifice (inside joke) hahhas. anw, i totally absent mindedly left my labbie there till like a while ltr, but luckily for me, it was like still there. hahhas heng ar. tx guys for waitin for me XD hahahs. lessons were alright. had miss su class again. literally, me, manfred, max, wan yun and charlene brought a wholeeeee neew meanin t letter passin. the thing was, pin hui and i were havin 2 totally diff conferences. one with max and manfred and another with wan yun and charlene and the letters were thrown back and forth. we squashed the paper up and threw, of course whn cher nt lookin la. hahhas. but it was realllli hillarious cuase it was like i kept missin and stuff and i got the nickname of ah ma by them -.- hahhas. they have far tooo much outgoin free le lo, kept callin me and i answered cause its like i have free incomin. lols. anw, intro's all over again and pin hui and i decided t do a skit, hahas was realli funny, we termed rebecca and appl as seniors and manfred as the janitor. hahhaahs. lols. thn it was bitchin session at the gals toilet with like most of the gals. seriously, i felt like bitchin has become a part of our lives. hahahs XD anw, i got saboh-ed by the "janitor" t b class rap, but i pushed it t may may. hahhas, aft votin, she became, luckily. hahas, bein class rap is fine, but i think bein classrap for 2 modules is tooo much. seriously. hahahs. lessons ended and pin hui and may may and i walked t the mrt station, pin hui and i talked a lot bout the media thingy, influenced. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;met up with Baby at the mrt station and we took the mrt tgt t bugis t meet pretty and jack. lols, we were like playin his psp, puzzle bubble and makin a lot of noise i think. hahhas. XD anw, reached bugis and we like blindly walked arnd for lke quite a while thn we went t sit dwn at food junction. lols. they were playin with my labbie for a while thn we went t buy food. pepper lunch =DD hahas. aft eatin we walked arnd again. pretty went off and the 3 of us walked arnd bugis village. stopped outside the 7/11 cuase they wanted t fag. lols. went t arcade aft tat thn went off. met up with baby low, baby in law, sam ng, sheena, annabelle, eloise and brenda at tiong. we went t mos burger and talked for like quite a while, haaven seen them in like ages. anw, goin t sch fun fair tmr with B and jack. hahas. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pretty, no matter wad, you'll alw b my pretty la k. definately will keep in contact de XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, i love you and onli you, so pls believe me whn i say this ok. you're the one i want and the one i need and you mean the world t me, i dont like our fights and i no i can be realli unreasonable sometimes, but nevertheless i love you a lottttt. hahas. dont have insecurities ok, no one could replace you. ily and imy &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-2591847695494592942</id><published>2008-04-17T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:03:17.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;im in ms ang's lesson which which is like super borin, i thik we found a new skill which is t bitch and trust me, we can do tat like realli well luh, hahas. anw, yst was alright, went for the cca thing aft class and joined cheerleadin, roteract club and adventure club. went t the library aft tat and we (max, manfred, me, maxine, charlene, wan yun and cheralyn) brought a whole new meanin t cam whorin, and believe or nt, we were in the library whn we decided t cm whore and trust me, we made a hell load of noise luh. hahahs. went home aft tat and we literally bitched along the way. lols. ok, lecture today has been rellli borin, i didnt even pay attenetion in like either of the lecturer's class la. lols. was msn-in max and manfred jus now durin scriptwritin class and talked t rebecca too. sians. cnt wait till its lunch XD hahhas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;imy B!&lt;/em&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/28989266-2591847695494592942?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/2591847695494592942/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-5529300977381929525</id><published>2008-04-17T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:31.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A brand new meanin t cam-whorin XP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SAduz2WErII/AAAAAAAAAWs/mPzWpaQfMpA/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080417_39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190238932608265346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SAduz2WErII/AAAAAAAAAWs/mPzWpaQfMpA/s320/Snapshot_20080417_39.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SAdu0GWErJI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GqkqDeqfIaY/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080417_38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190238936903232658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-5529300977381929525?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/5529300977381929525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=5529300977381929525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5529300977381929525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5529300977381929525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/brand-new-meanin-t-cam-whorin-xp.html' title='A brand new meanin t cam-whorin XP'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/SAduz2WErII/AAAAAAAAAWs/mPzWpaQfMpA/s72-c/Snapshot_20080417_39.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-1206708841179308754</id><published>2008-04-16T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T01:43:45.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm into you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;And no one else would do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cuz with every kiss and every hug, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;You make me fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BABY'S BEING A PIG NOW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;hahas. im over at B's house nw usin my labbie at stealin his connection while he's like sleepin like a pig.lols. but, cant blame him cause he has like night shift till mornin. hahhas.anw, sch was ok today i guess. lessons from our PM mr edwin, i mean he's nice and all but it was like freakkkkin borin jus nw, so much so that i had t end up playin spider solitaire and hoped he didnt see. hahhas, well, he's teaching like presentation and stuff, and we have t think of a 90 sec presentation abt ourself. but like lol. wad m i supposed t say bout myself for soooooo long, i seriously think im boring luh. hahahs. lols. anw went t eat with them at koufu, marcus chua joined us tday. the jap food there is ok, i finally got my internet connection done up =D hahhas. went t B's house aft tat and bumped into stalk-ee at the mrt station, thn she askd me y i was there thn i joked tat i realli stalked her, thn i tld her tat B stayed near her and stuff, hahhas lols. ok shall update ltr thn, thik ill b havin dinenr at plaza again tday. heee. hahahs. =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-7750909699071901872</id><published>2008-04-15T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T07:42:34.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2nd day of school and i've got a stalkee; Amelina, 4 darlings; charlene, ping hui, hiijah and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Humariah. and one sweetheart; jia min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;im a player yo.hahas. XD&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/28989266-7750909699071901872?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/7750909699071901872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=7750909699071901872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/7750909699071901872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/7750909699071901872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/2nd-day-of-school-and-ive-got-stalkee.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-6523639276545758567</id><published>2008-04-15T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T07:24:09.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby ily &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;If all else perished, and he remained,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;i should still continue to be;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;and if all else remained and he were annaihilated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;the univeres would turn to a mighty stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;met the gals in the mornin as usual, but a few were late so we went t macs t get our breakfast. aft tat they came y join us, and we went off t lessons. scriptwriting was the first lesson of the day, well it was...... i kinda cant describe it, but it was ok i guess, but of course, mr ahzar's lesson was more entertaining. anw, went for lunch at koufu aft tat. lols. ate spaghetti again. thn went for class, saw timothy there so we decided t talk t him and stuff, actually he's realli nice bt jus a lil quiet ba. anw, we went for the lecture by mr johnn who is like reallllli informal and realli quite cool. im startin t realli love this course and all my classmates, i mean everyone's realli cool once you get a chance t talk t them, but for some, its an exception, the more you talk t them, the scarier the person actually gets. call me bitchy but wtvr. i have my own opinions XD anw, aft lessons, we (maxine, ping hui, kenneth, timothy, maymay, wan yun, charlene, cheralyn and jia min) went t explore again and went t find the 3rd lang center. but the thing is, we found out after a lot of searching that we can onli take it as a module in the 2nd year. jap  =DD hahas. anw, may may's stead came with us. lols. erm, ping hui and i were bitchin all the way and ltr on so was charlene and wan yun, thats wad happens when girls have a common topic, bitchin begins. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;met baby at petir lrt station, ppl who usually read my blog, i chnged dear's name for certain reasons onli we no. hehe. ps. XD anw, went t lot one and went t modify his psp, freakkin ex luh, cheat B's money lo. lol. went t kfc aft tat, he saw his frens the other timothy and etc. hahahs. went t walk srnd and he went t fag. we kinda explored lot one again. hhhas. went t novena aft tat. walked arnd, on the mrt, the 2 of us were some hw competing in puzzle bubble, he keeps callin himself a pro and me a noob luhhhhh -.- hahas. anw, ill toally trash him luh. hee. anw, we reached and started directing me like i was a drunkard luh, hahas, cause i was super concentrated played puzzle bubble, so he kept directin me t walls luh. anw, went t play arcade aft tat thn sat dwn and talked and stuff. B's gtta work night shift tonight, hais. which means tt it'll end at like 7 in the mornin tmr.lols. miss baby loads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, take care ok, i no you are super ired now, JYJY, ily loads, c you tmr, imy. &lt;3&lt;/em&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/28989266-6523639276545758567?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/6523639276545758567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=6523639276545758567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6523639276545758567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6523639276545758567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/baby-ily-3.html' title='Baby ily &lt;3'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-1491625676445312998</id><published>2008-04-14T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T07:16:51.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;when im crying, i want you to hug me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;and never let me go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;when im being unreasonable, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;i want you t hold my hand and tell me you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;when i dont say anything, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;its because i love you so much that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont wanna say anythin i know ill regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"MEDIA IS NOT EASY WORK."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;as quoted by mr ahzar, my lecturer for the first day. :D anyway, first day of poly life today, its nothin like sec school where you see a group of people in unfiorm waiting for their friends, no, nothin like that. secondary school seems so far away after today. woke up super early in the mornin t meet the girls at yeo chu kang mrt station so we could go t class tgt. after everyone reached, we went t nyp. lols. anw, jia min and i were starvin so we decided t go t macs t get burger and we ate it on the way up t class (which we had no idea was where) hahhas. lols. anyway we kinda like explored and with 5 mins t the class time, we panicked and called the rest. luckily we got there on time. lessons were realli ok, i mean, it wasnt boring or like anything that i had expected, mr ahzar was realli humourous and he is the first teacher who i've ever heard talkin bout scratchin balls and bitching. hahas. realli a bigggg diff from pri/sec sch. lols, girls sch. anw, it was realli funny, esp like when he saw that our attention span was dropping and he decided t get us t intro ourselves n stuff n tat was realli interesting. hahas. anw there was this part he said bout the 2 marcus-ses, seeing them in block c toilet. hahhahas lols. reallli joke of the day lo. lols. straight as an arrow sia. hahas. seriously mr ahzar cracks me up. lols. im jus worried like hell for the assessment thingy and the grp we'll b assigned. crossing my fingers now =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anw, after sch went t koufu with jia min, maxine, charlene, sheralyn, wan yun and may may. we had lunch and chatted for a while, the spaghetti there is like realli good. delicious =D hahas. i think ill stick t tat for lunch for quite a while but i'll explore with the sauces =DD hahas. anw, aft talkin for quite a while, decided t go t  explore the sch quite a bit and find the classroom for tmr. we gt a lil lost adn we found out that we had the tendency of standing in the middle of no where. hahhas lols. funny. anw, aft explorin, we went t the library cafe. slacked arnd there and got drinks. hahas so funny. there was this one guy that we saw who was occupying a 7 plus seater, so we wanted t test him t see if he'll leave or wad, mind you, it was quite crowded (as in not many seats for those big grps) so it was like a last resort thing. hahas. so charlene went over and asked him "are you alone?" hahahs, it was superrrr misleadin sia the question and the guy jus blushed. so we sat dwn thn found another seat in like 50 secs or so, it was damnnnnnnn paiseh can. hahahs lols. anw, we talked for quite a bit and found out more bout them. hahhas interestin first day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;met dear aft tat, he came t fetch me, sorry for being late. hee. i dont realli wanna discuss wad happened next and ill jus leave it at that. we went t get his and jack's psp, one red and another blue. thn went over t chinatown point and waited for jack. dear adn i slacked and talked. hahas.anw, after he came, we went t this hawker centre for dinner, the bak kut teh was realllllllllli gd. like the best ever. hahhas. im still craving for the soup now actually. ahhas. we went t secret place for a while, they fiddled with their psp's and i tell you, the 2 of them are such litterbugs luh, *shakes head. hahahs lols. we went t the phone shop aft tat, they asked the guy t help them put the screen protectors and aft a while, he agreed. the guy is like super cute luh, there was this china dude that asked him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"you mei you jin long ka (card for overseas call)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the guy: "mei you, you visa ka."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"hao, xin yong ka zhe me yang da dian hua?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the guy: "visa ka bu neng da dian hua, shi yong lai ti qian de la!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;thn the china guy jus walked away lookin damnnn lost la. hhahas. and in the end, dear ended up buyin a screen portector t him and he tired t get jack t buy for a much cheaper price so he can make dear du lan. hahhahahs. super dute dude can, lols. anw, dear accompanied me for bus aft tat. hahhas. miss you luh =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-7908566699016039488</id><published>2008-04-13T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T07:53:06.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do you know how much you've hurt me with that msg of yours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;did you know you were the first guy t ever make me feel so loved, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;the first guy ive ever loved so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;the first guy ive ever cried so much for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;you realli mean a lot t me, but the words you said cut me deeply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;i no you say it out of fear, concern, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;but do you no, everytime u say tat i gonna have a chnge of heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;is adding another wound t my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;everytime you mention her name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;is adding on t my pile of insecurities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you so much and ill do everything i can t keep us tgt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;so pls believe me whn i say i love you n only you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;i cant make promises for the future but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:78%;"&gt;jus know tat you're the onli guy that this heart beats for.&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/28989266-7908566699016039488?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/7908566699016039488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=7908566699016039488' 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frame, shadows of your smile, will always remain &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;something happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;For the very first time with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;My heart melts into the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Found something true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;And everyone's looking round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Thinking I'm going crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;woke up aft auntie called me. rushed and got in the cab with her and mei yan, went for he lesson thingy.it was alright today i guess, played some game with the hula hoop, the objective is t get the hula hoop on the ground, and this is played with a lot of ppl, and each person can onli use one finger and no clasping. lols. eventually, we managed t do it. next game was passin the hula hoops to each other while they were holdin hands, everythin was ok till jia en and i decided t saboh cher, but thn, he vvvvv violent lo, despite the hoop alr bein on him, he still can maange t use his strength t out it back on us. lols. anw, i kenna forfeit, but jus push ups so its ok. next was the borin talk. kong zi. lols. but its better this week at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;went t meet dear at interchange, he came all the way so we could have lunch :DD went t sing pools thn went t have our lunch at the hawker centre there, many stalls werent open but finally managed t find a couple of stalls that were gd. i was plannin t go t sing post office t send the thing tday but he convinced me t wait for him and go tgt tmr. hhahas. lols. ate lunch and went with dear t the interchange t take 851 t his work place while i took the bus hm. hai, dear resumed work tday, miss him luhhh, even though i jus met him jus now but schoolin tmr, at lest ill meet him tmr. he workin till so late tonight, thn mornin shift tmr, hai, tat dumb dumb still wan watch soccer, sometimes i realli think im datin a bull, so stubborn, but still.... hahahs. played audi and talked t pretty whn i reached hm, thn slacked arnd and watched fight back t school. yaym i bought 3 new polo t's yst for school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dear, cant talk t you all the way till tonight whn u fin work, i miss you loadssssss, be careful ok, i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/28989266-5211205756993582686?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/5211205756993582686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=5211205756993582686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5211205756993582686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5211205756993582686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/silhouette-of-perfect-frame-shadows-of_13.html' title='Silhouette of a perfect frame, shadows of your smile, will always remain &lt;3'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-6357574100716655795</id><published>2008-04-12T09:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T09:15:51.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i miss you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;take care of your leg ok, and be careful whn you go t work tmr. i love you dear =)&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/28989266-6357574100716655795?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/6357574100716655795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=6357574100716655795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6357574100716655795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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X(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Took a chance, roll the dice of me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Opened up, let you in my world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Like a dance, started slow and then love took control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Swept away, so proud to be your girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;    -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;whole day today has been spent rottin at home, hahas. woke up arnd 12 plus, due to dear's phone call. talked t him for a while. thn went t use the com, video called with dear thn played audi. watched tv and copied dwn school's timetable. talked t baby low. tats abt all i did today i guess. sians. tmr have t go for that stupid course thingy. so borin sia, dear has t go back t work tmr sia, lols. gonna miss him luh, hopefully can meet him before he goes t work tmr.&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/28989266-1247962431206140666?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/1247962431206140666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=1247962431206140666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1247962431206140666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1247962431206140666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/dear-has-t-go-t-work-soon-x.html' title='dear has t go t work soon... X('/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-1718845236712918239</id><published>2008-04-11T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T11:26:56.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you only knew what you really do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ain't ever had no one that does it quite like you do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You could spend half a lifetime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trying to find one like you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That`s why i am so glad i found you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wished upon a star and it came true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear im so glad that i love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;didnt go for orientation tday, sorry MS ppl, hope ur had fun X). anw, went to boon lay t wait for dear in the mornin, reached arnd 10 plus and dear was late, hahas. he came arnd 11, 1 hour sia, but luckily, i was equipped, i brought my book along so i didnt realli get bored, but he made it up t me, dear gt me taiwan sausage which i was actually craving for =) hahhas, tx dear, anw, we went over t the clinic for his check up. the doc said his fracture is pretty much healing and he cld get back t work, but still, its so worrying, esp when i no that he'll b playin bball tmr and that he hasnt fully recovered. he can reduce me t a totally naggish state. hahas. anw, aft check up, we went t get movie tickets for louis koo's a good father. played arcade before that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the movie was realli awesome, it has humour, romance and drama, nt t mention some action i guess. it was realli funny, hahahs, there was this one scene where louis koo's duaghter was scared of his tiger tatoo whn they wen t the beach, so he had t wrap a towel arnd and his "brothers" were tls t lie on the sand cuase of their tatoos and were t crawl there. hahhas. well, it realli is a gd show. anw, aft tat went t the pasa malam there t walk. dear bought $8 worth of yan shu ji tday. -.- hahas, went over t vivo. met jack at vivo thn we went t mini toons t meet gd and xin ying. lols. aft tat we slacked and walked arnd. played arcade, went daiso and pet shop. aft tat xy left and gs and i accompanied her thn it was off for dinner. we ate at the hawker centre there and on the way there, i met aashna, it has been seriously toooo long, so when i called her name, all our conversation was more or less this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me &amp;amp; aashna: OMG OMG OMG!!!( hugged)&lt;br /&gt;aashna: wad sch are you in?&lt;br /&gt;me: nanyang poly&lt;br /&gt;aashna: OMG, is it ok?&lt;br /&gt;me:yea.&lt;br /&gt;aashna: OMG u have t give me ur msn and add me tonight&lt;br /&gt;me: hahas okok. OMG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously, i no there was a lot of OMG;s but i haven seen or had any form of sontact with ehr for years, hahas, so tat kinda led t the outburst which also included a lottttt of screamin. hahhas. anw, dinner was gd =) although the guy tried t cheat of us 1 satay. hahhas. XD anw, went t town aft tat. walked t paragon, heeren, cine and sent gs t the mrt station thn it was off t the bus stop with dear and jack, then went off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes i feel as though im in some kind of dream, and im havent woken up yet, cause i cant believe i found you, cant believe that all this is not a dream cause it just seems too good t be true. ily a lot dear =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/28989266-1718845236712918239?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/1718845236712918239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=1718845236712918239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1718845236712918239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1718845236712918239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-you-only-knew-what-you-really-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-5541026478633609774</id><published>2008-04-10T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T10:49:45.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;if you gave me one chance t tell u how i was feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;i would sing t you and tell you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;i wont live my life without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;if you gave me one chance t tell u how i was feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;i would hold your hand and look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and you know i'll never let you go.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;090408 (wednesday):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;went over t dear's place. thn accompanied him t teck whye t cut his hai, thn we had lunch there. thn it was off t tiong area with me, went t the arcade. then we met up with bro and ended up goin t my hse. lols. dear was bein funny, cuase he was t pretend t b bro;s fren, so he decided t call bro fren cause he forgt my bro name. hahas. so he went around callin, fren fren. hahhas. anyway, he entertained himself by seein pics, some whn i was younger and certain neos. lols. hahas, we went over t twn t meet jack and gs. thn met them at PS. went t parklane aft they reached and gs and i went t play audi while dear and jack went t arcade. aft audi, we went t play arcade with them thn we walked t bugis. lols. ate there and slacked arnd thn homed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;100408 (thursday): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;woke up early and went t nyp, well, went t yeo chu kang mrt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;station t wait for marcus who was late -.- hahas anyway, aft he came, we went t the auditorium and did out registration and stuff. listened t talks and stuff, o, there was this one performance that was rather stunning, the girls were in skimpy outfits and yet grinding up against the guys, but it was damnnnnn hot sia. the guys were lousy though XD hahas. and guess was cca is that, ballroom. LOLS. anw, the whole time, we were whinin that we were hungry and i complained that if withnin half an hour no one fed me, i would eat the mushroom next t me. hahhas. anw, went for lunch whn mel asked the question i kinda expected. hahhas. anw, we went for this "talk" aft tat, abt our computer stuff and the lecturer was this guy who was supppppperrrr cute, nt as in a gd lookin kind, he looked exactly like moses lim, but it was the way he talked tat made him like super &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;cute sia. hahhas. mass dance thn it was off for ice breakin games. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;thn it was team buiding games. this is the game which would guarantee my muscle ache tmr. hhahas. the objective of the game was t get all 26 of us on this like realli small mat, so we had t squeeze and sing twinkle twinkle lil star and mary had a lil lamb. so, aft tat, they folded it even smaller, so we had t come up t this option, the girls, well, some of them wld have t b carried by the guys. manfred carried me, marcus carried fiona, someone else carried rebecca and hijjah. and up there, the few of us were still cracking jokes and askin each other for our names. hahhas. but our bases kept laughin and makin us laugh thn they would ask us t stop laughin whn they were the ones makin us laugh. hahhas lols. anw went for another talk thn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;back t sports hall. met up with roshini for a while =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;went t meet dear at the mrt station aft tat, we had a rather heated arguement i guess, erm, went t lot 1 thn cck cc. dear played bball and talked t random ppl, random being, yong quan, jack, timonthy, henry. hahas lols, it was rather funny the things they said, lols. anyway, went t eat aft they finished playin bball, well, dear and jack at least. they were playin ball with 2 other guys. ate the coffee shop there and homed aft tat. lols. typing on my lappie now =D haha. &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/28989266-5541026478633609774?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/5541026478633609774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=5541026478633609774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5541026478633609774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5541026478633609774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-you-gave-me-one-chance-t-tell-u-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-994183222939606691</id><published>2008-04-09T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T20:51:13.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thought I'd already touched the sky&lt;br /&gt;I got to know you and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;But all of my life couldn't mean as much&lt;br /&gt;As just being loved by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-align: center;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;grew old of my old blogskin so i decided t chnge. hahas. anyway, goin over t dear's hse ltr thn he's comin over with me for the stupid labtp thingy. tx dear. yay, gna go audi with pretty ltr =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yst was a gd day. met suta at far east arnd 1, i was late, sorry babe. anyway, we went t eat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;chicken rice and the couple we had t share tables with was traumatised by me i think. hahhas. details shld b avoided. anw, suta and i sat at the stair case while watin fr xian and cs. they came thn we went t gelare for ice cream an waffles. we talked for quite a while, its been a long time since we had a girls day out and we talked abt realli everythingggg! =) hahas. anw went t walk aft tat thn cs and i went off t the toilet bt instead we went t the shop where they sold the corset that suta wanted and i bought it for her as her bdae pres. hahas. thn went t find&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; them again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;walked over t cine whn it started rainin cats and dogs, it was seriously a dwn pour and everyone looked at us like some weirdos whn we went into cine. went t kfc and saw cheryl. lol. thn we ate and talked somemore, and they were hillarious at the point whn i tld them that gal bitched bout me. lols. seriously, the three of them are realli good at suan-in ppl. hahas. went t far east and met sa in between. cs, zx and i went t trim our fringe thn we walked arnd. went over t panjang with suta, cs and sa while xian went off.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;met dear at plaza thn we went t eat. thn aft eatin, we went t macs t go find sa and cs, while we were in 7eleven, smth cute happened. hhahas. im nt sure if cute is the word though, anw, we went t garden plaza aft tat t talk, gt chased off the stage so went went smewhere else t sit. thn cs, sa and i started playin the chi word game, the one where u have t con from first word t last word, and surprisingly, sa did well, hahahs, she onli failed whn we said whoever said eng first will lose. went off aft tat and dear wnt with me t the bus stop. =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;cals, tx for yst, i realli appreciate the advices and the listening ears while i bitched and whined. hahas. it realli meant a lot. ur calmed me dwn and gave me great advice. i realli can b super retarded at times and tx for tolerating, i love you babes, dono wad i'll do without ur. hahas. and mommy, you'll have my support no matter wad, anythin, jus call me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;yea. love ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SUTA X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/28989266-994183222939606691?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/994183222939606691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=994183222939606691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/994183222939606691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/994183222939606691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-thought-id-already-touched-sky-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-5062316481700779126</id><published>2008-04-07T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T20:29:14.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love being in love with you and living inside your heart &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There's always that one person that will always have your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you'll never see it coming cause your blinded from the start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;know that you're that one for me, it's clear for everyone to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you will always be my boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;met dear arnd 5 plus at plaza sing, srry for bein like super late. anw, we walked arnd PS and went t the arcade t play time crisis 3. aft tat went over t parklane. and on the way, i saw miss pearlene sim. LOL. ironic sia. dear and i wear holdin hands, thn i saw her at the junction arnd the cathay, thn i let go off his hand but still, she saw. hahas, actually, i also dono y i let go, cause its like, i alr graduated, but it seems as though i was caught dating by my teacher whn im like still schooling, hahas. i think miss sim kinda guessed my reaction and stuff, so she jus looked at me and started smiling and laughing. thn aft we crossed the road, we held hands again, thn she turned arnd t look at us and saw like again, thn she started smiling, again. hahhas. o ya, met melissa and hannah too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;anw, we played the arcade at parklane, our shooting game thn house of dead 4. thn we had dinner upstairs and went t purmei t find baby low and brenda. lol. we walked by bball court  way and dear saw hk. well, he saw us too. he was staring, thn i think he realised it was me, and i think he realised it was dear so he looked away. baby low and i was saying that be4 the incident, in the past, he would have called us. but truthfully, i dont regret, he was the one that betrayed my trust and said those things t dear. he ruined the friendship that we had. i wont forgive him for sayin those things t dear. anw, we slacked arnd the swing area thn at the void deck too. baby and brenda were like super high as usual. hahas. thn they left and dear walked with me from purmei t my house. we slacked arnd the opp block's void deck and talked and stuff thn he sent me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tx dear =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nw he's still on the bus home, if only we didnt stay so far apart, thn you wont have to take such a long time t get back. tx for still sendin me home despite being tired and all, ily and imy. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-5062316481700779126?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/5062316481700779126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=5062316481700779126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5062316481700779126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5062316481700779126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-being-in-love-with-you-and.html' title='I love being in love with you and living inside your heart &lt;3'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-2919160699022810277</id><published>2008-04-07T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T20:22:24.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whn u love someone, shldnt you do all in your ability to make that person feel secure, feel loved, and yet, you're not able t do any of that. fuck you. seriously, i thought you would be able t give her happiness, nt makin her cry over you like everyday. do you even care how much you hurt her, the nights you go out t thon, go out t club and leavin her alone. the days u dont msg her or reply her, you claim to love her but you dont show it, you fight with her over the smallest things and expect her t bloody give in whn she wasn't at fault. you take charge in every single aspect of her life and expect her nt t have any say in it at all. if it wasnt for the fact that vonne jie still loved you, do you think she would have given in all those times, do u no hw much you fking hurt her and do you even care, you hong girls in front of her but whn guys jus talk t her, you flare up. seriously, wad kind of guy are you. im realli ashamed to have a gan kor like you. if vonne jie didnt call me t tell me, i still wont no, its been happenin for so long and i still dont no. the promises you made t me and her in the past all stand for shit. jus fking leave her alone like wad she said la. if you really love her, thn jus leave her alone and stop hurting her even further&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-2919160699022810277?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/2919160699022810277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=2919160699022810277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/2919160699022810277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/2919160699022810277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/whn-u-love-someone-shldnt-you-do-all-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-7569728930825081252</id><published>2008-04-06T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:33.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silhouette, of a perfect frame, shadows of your smile, will always remain &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Something happened to my heart the day that I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Something that I never felt before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You are always on my mind no matter what I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; And every day it seems I love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY ANNI DEAR =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today has been one of the best days ever =)&lt;br /&gt;met dear in the morn aft goin for the leadership lesson thingy with mei yan. all i can say is, LOL. anw, dad send me over t panjang t find dear. went up t his house and we xchanged anni pres. i gave him 2 things, album thingy and the mug. dear's pres was the sweetest evr. i think its been one of the sweetest gifts i've ever receive, honestly, aft i received it, i couldnt stop smiling like an idiot, i was really really touched. the gesture itself was a sweet one, the bears and the necklace jus made everything so much sweeter =) ily dear and i love ur gifts, tx soooo much. &lt;3. anw, our original plan was t go t the zoo, but thn, rain. hahhas. so we went t lot 1, n walked the pasa malam first thn while we ate, jack and pretty; geokshan came le. thn we went t c the movie timin and bought the tix t watch the andy lau show abt three kingdoms; resurrection of the dragon if im nt wrong. thn we went t the arcade t play thn off t watch the movie. the theatre was like freakinnn cold, the movie was quite nice i think. not bad but its rather history based so i guess you'll onli b interested in it if you dont mind watchin this kind of movie which i realli dont. hahhas =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft movie we went t ten mile junction, while walking, it started rainin damn bad, jack n gs brought umbrella, but dear and i didnt, so we ended up coverin with his cardi. hahhas. thn luckily, i used the cap tat i brought along cause i thought we'll be goin t the zoo. hahhas. had dinner at ten mile junction, the food was gd and cheap. hahas. thn we wanted t play lan, but thn the  place opp was so stupid, mus pay t join member before u actually pay t play lan, n its nt like they give you cheaper either. lol. so decided nt t and we went t sit at the void deck. thn we talked and stuff. hahhas. took 190 back with gs and jack thn gs and i took mrt. lols. there was this stupid incident on the bus, there was this fucking idiot who thought he was like damnnn tall, thn i  was wearin a cardi and a racer back, thn he kept lowerin his head and kep tryin t look into my shirt. lol. thn his head kept goin lower and his eyes kept lowerin too, seriously, he mus think im like some idiot who doesnt no he is staring. luckily my shirt isnt low or wad so cant c anything, but still, i was pissed, so i turned arnd and said "pls dont think im an idiot and dont no that ur lookin dwn my shirt" caused a lil commotion though cause some ppl stared, thn tat fucker jus pretended nt t hear anything and turned arnd. like wth. i was contemplating whether t hit his bloody crotch, but i reached tiong, and also, my better sense tld me nt t be rash. lol. luckily im in a gd mood tday. fucker. anw, pics of tday =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jtlB6S4wI/AAAAAAAAAUM/w5OZ4uCJOEo/s1600-h/Nostalgia010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jtlB6S4wI/AAAAAAAAAUM/w5OZ4uCJOEo/s320/Nostalgia010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186156191341011714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;the bx he gave me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jtlB6S4xI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kQmmDbHwuOQ/s1600-h/kk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jtlB6S4xI/AAAAAAAAAUU/kQmmDbHwuOQ/s320/kk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186156191341011730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jtlR6S4yI/AAAAAAAAAUc/L0GHmNpGWss/s1600-h/Nostalgia017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jtlR6S4yI/AAAAAAAAAUc/L0GHmNpGWss/s320/Nostalgia017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186156195635979042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;dear, ily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jtlR6S4zI/AAAAAAAAAUk/uKu3xfxU1zE/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jtlR6S4zI/AAAAAAAAAUk/uKu3xfxU1zE/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186156195635979058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;my pres for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jsyh6S4rI/AAAAAAAAATk/3Obce4iz3-g/s1600-h/Nostalgia003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jsyh6S4rI/AAAAAAAAATk/3Obce4iz3-g/s320/Nostalgia003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186155323757617842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;his pres =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jsyx6S4sI/AAAAAAAAATs/4qKpsSD4cy0/s1600-h/Nostalgia009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jsyx6S4sI/AAAAAAAAATs/4qKpsSD4cy0/s320/Nostalgia009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186155328052585154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jszB6S4tI/AAAAAAAAAT0/9a7sn9HjrfE/s1600-h/Nostalgia005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jszB6S4tI/AAAAAAAAAT0/9a7sn9HjrfE/s320/Nostalgia005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186155332347552466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;his necklace and mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jszR6S4uI/AAAAAAAAAT8/XDXSnJYznOY/s1600-h/Nostalgia007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jszR6S4uI/AAAAAAAAAT8/XDXSnJYznOY/s320/Nostalgia007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186155336642519778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;the back of the necklace, a pic of us &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jszh6S4vI/AAAAAAAAAUE/T4rIZ9JzL8o/s1600-h/Nostalgia008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R_jszh6S4vI/AAAAAAAAAUE/T4rIZ9JzL8o/s320/Nostalgia008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186155340937487090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;close up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;dear, i love you, so much. its been a month and this month has realli been so fast, but still, other thn the fact that i love you more and miss you more every day, nothin much changed. thanx for tolerating my stubbornness and willfulness. i no it aint easy t. srry for jus nw, i realli didnt wna disappoint you, and esp nt tday, whn ur happy, im happy too. seein you disappointed realli upsets me. i love you ok, and i will bu chang you de la k. i honestly mean it whn i say that the pres you gave me is realli the best i've evr like received among all cause its realli sooo sweet, it really touched me a lot and ill wear the necklace all the time de, i realli love it, like how much i love you. thanx for everything day, its realli been a great day and ill nvr forget it de. love you much.  =) &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-7569728930825081252?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/7569728930825081252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=7569728930825081252' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-3495285097325524955</id><published>2008-04-04T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:31:39.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is my very first love song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that didnt end up in tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i think u rewrote my love songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;for the rest of my years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over t dear's place, slacked around. new moon is seriously a fascination, despite reading it like how many times, im still hooked. something abt the love story between edward and bella seems to intrigue me, form sequel t sequel. lols. anyway, dear and i went for lunch at kim san leng aft tat. thn we went t meet suta, cs and liwei at the bus stop. hm.... thn cs, suta and i boarded the bus. met pui yee and qr and her frens on 190. its been ages since we had a kind of girls talk i guess. we went t twn with qr thn the 3 of us left for sch first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached sch arnd 4 plus 5, met up with guides, saw some of the juniors and met up with babies =) whn denise and i saw each other in the canteen, we started screamin and huggin each other, i havent seen her for like howwwww long, since prom i think. miss tat tweety bird/ felix cat =) hahas. mommy came and we went t fetch her, thn suta left. qr came t join us and we went up for registration. saw a lot of frens and classmates. luckily for me, i was seated nxt t annabelle and may yong. the award ceremony was alright, first was speeches, thn it was the award giving. it was so embarrassing, they put our grad day photos on stage while they called out our names t gt the award. hahas. although it may jus b a piece of paper, a certificate, but its enough t make me happy, it justifies that our past commitments and dedication was worth smth. anyway, annabelle and i were snickering at certain performances. lol. one thing i missed abt stc was our sch song, and our ij song. whn the ij song was played, i went over t cs and we started our whole swaying thing. hahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft the award ceremony, we went t gt refreshments ad caught up with a few teachers. thn cs and qr went t twn while mommy n i went t tiong t meet dear, jack, baby van and xy. we went over t great world aft tathad macs while xy and baby van had yoshi. it was realli damn funny, shall nt elaborate i guess. hahas. van and i went t send mommy off t take bus thn off t the arcade. watchin them play hose of the dead 4 was realli amusing. hahhas. thn xy and van went off while dear, jack and i went t twn. we went cine thn met samuel. thn went over t find sis and despite the shock it gave me, it was kinda a relief i guess. hahas. thn went t the bus stp. dear sent me hm thn he went back. all in all, it was a gd day i guess =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dear, im srry our fights, i no im stubborn and stuff. anw, i cant wait for tmr and i love you. tx for sendin me home even though you were tired &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-3495285097325524955?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/3495285097325524955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=3495285097325524955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/3495285097325524955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/3495285097325524955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-my-very-first-love-song-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-6836150821078262153</id><published>2008-04-03T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T01:19:55.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM NOT HAM! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;You have my attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Like you've had all the while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Since that first day when you made my heart smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;With loving eyes and tired sighs that follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;You have my attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Like a shout through an empty sanctuary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;yest went t dear's house and our entertainment was watchin looney toons, super funny sia, hahahs. dear was like a kid though, hahas. this mornin went t nanyang t buy kabtop with daddy, sad thing is that my labtop will onli come aft like 10 workin days. i gt the sane ibe as cs, the accer one. similair t the one that deaar has too. went over t dear's place aft lunch, we watched the empress and the warriors jus nw, it was nt bad la, jus tat i felt it was too short, thn wtched looney toons again, well, right nw im usin his labtop t blog while he is like laughin t himself at tweety bird, hahhas. but.... tweety is the cutest though =) hahas, i think he'll be goin t cc ltr t either play/watch ppl play ball, gna rain le. hahhas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-6836150821078262153?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-4969291336205378783</id><published>2008-04-01T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T08:49:27.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from the minute those three words were said, there was no turning back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;can you feel the love tonight? It is where we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; That we've got this far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; And can you feel the love tonight. How it's laid to rest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; It's enough to make kings and vagabonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Believe the very best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;went over t dear's place tday. he was bein a 猪 again. hahhas. anyway, we slacked playin bridge and waited for jack n geok shan t come. thn after they came, dear dily dallyed, but i was freakin hungry, so i kept hurryin him. hahhas ps dear. anyway, we went t eat at his hse dwn stairs thn off t plaza. saw contessa and van loh, thn met yvonne, thn saw suta and thal. hahhas. met quite a few ppl, most i wldnt i have expected t see at plaza though. hahhas lols. funny. anyway, slacked there a while thn it was off t court. while they played, gs and i talked, finally got someone t accompany whn they playin ball. thn dear injured his toe, haix, alr tell him le, his toe injured, thn still play. haix. hope his toe wont so pain le. tmr mayb go with him t the polyclinic t put the metal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sa, playmate, i love your. tc ok. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4969291336205378783?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4969291336205378783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=4969291336205378783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4969291336205378783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4969291336205378783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/04/from-minute-those-three-words-were-said.html' title='from the minute those three words were said, there was no turning back.'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-1351216403621770220</id><published>2008-03-30T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:33.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>想着一只猪 &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Head underwater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. And they tell me &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;To breathe easy for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Breathing gets harder,&lt;br /&gt;even I know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Made room for me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but it's too soon to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and slacked around the whole day. recently been kinda hooked on wawa bridge, not tat its tat fun, but more like there isnt much t do i guess. hahas. went for dinner at fatty weng jus now, had a slight argument with mom in the car, sis kept trying t get me t cool dwn by rubbing my hand and tellin me tat it happened with her too whn she was my age, and i kinda felt better i guess. dinner was gd thn they went off t watch movie and dad dropped me off, i didnt feel like catchin the film tday, tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R--nUh6S4qI/AAAAAAAAATc/5xwy5JSG1dE/s1600-h/Nostalgia014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R--nUh6S4qI/AAAAAAAAATc/5xwy5JSG1dE/s320/Nostalgia014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183545667268829858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ignore my self entertainment, but its wad i like t do =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-1351216403621770220?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/1351216403621770220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=1351216403621770220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1351216403621770220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;perhaps its the late night, perhaps its the emo music playin right now, i cant help but feeling nostalgic. different emotions are over fillin me right now, so i decided to put some pics up, some that i haven seen for the longest of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;CALS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6NwR6S4aI/AAAAAAAAARc/p1WzQ50AgQs/s1600-h/1_148923463l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6NwR6S4aI/AAAAAAAAARc/p1WzQ50AgQs/s320/1_148923463l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183236081731166626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;prom night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Nwh6S4bI/AAAAAAAAARk/OwLbqNd9iS4/s1600-h/n882455067_1313087_9957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Nwh6S4bI/AAAAAAAAARk/OwLbqNd9iS4/s320/n882455067_1313087_9957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183236086026133938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6NwB6S4ZI/AAAAAAAAARU/qNMch1_nDEU/s1600-h/Image058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6NwB6S4ZI/AAAAAAAAARU/qNMch1_nDEU/s320/Image058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183236077436199314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i'll never forget this day, we were huddled up at the airport, everyone saying nt t cry cuase we knew julie would, but in the end i caved and bawled my eyes out, i rmb all of us huggin at the air port, thn it was fnally time for her to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6OYh6S4eI/AAAAAAAAAR8/L9k2mr_8zhA/s1600-h/1_321410884l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6OYh6S4eI/AAAAAAAAAR8/L9k2mr_8zhA/s320/1_321410884l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183236773220901346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6OZR6S4hI/AAAAAAAAASU/7rLkSvxxRHU/s1600-h/1_805358353l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6OZR6S4hI/AAAAAAAAASU/7rLkSvxxRHU/s320/1_805358353l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183236786105803282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6OZB6S4gI/AAAAAAAAASM/TtliK5JnA6Y/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6OZB6S4gI/AAAAAAAAASM/TtliK5JnA6Y/s320/Image021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183236781810835970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;qr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6OZB6S4fI/AAAAAAAAASE/x-6-ltAkNs0/s1600-h/Sa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6OZB6S4fI/AAAAAAAAASE/x-6-ltAkNs0/s320/Sa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183236781810835954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love everyone of the Cals; sa, cs, xian, suta, qr and julie. thnx for everythin, it wont have been such an awesome 2 years without ur. your have made a huge impact on me that can never be erased. ily all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Nwx6S4cI/AAAAAAAAARs/qlgvvbUg59Y/s1600-h/1_190239374l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Nwx6S4cI/AAAAAAAAARs/qlgvvbUg59Y/s320/1_190239374l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183236090321101250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Nwx6S4dI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XUwHdUItfj4/s1600-h/28112007%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Nwx6S4dI/AAAAAAAAAR0/XUwHdUItfj4/s320/28112007%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183236090321101266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;its been 7 years alr yknow, thnx for bein there for me whn i needed you. 7 yrs has been a realli long way, and it wont b the same if you weren't a part of it, i wont no wad it would be like if nanny didnt have her baby. =)love ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6QkR6S4nI/AAAAAAAAATE/iNQOX2aDa-w/s1600-h/SPASTIC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6QkR6S4nI/AAAAAAAAATE/iNQOX2aDa-w/s320/SPASTIC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183239174107619954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dumb dumb bf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Qkx6S4oI/AAAAAAAAATM/2jB0zYNLmEw/s1600-h/7+%2850%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Qkx6S4oI/AAAAAAAAATM/2jB0zYNLmEw/s320/7+%2850%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183239182697554562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Ovx6S4kI/AAAAAAAAASs/qMWG5ftXZuQ/s1600-h/1_107500485l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Ovx6S4kI/AAAAAAAAASs/qMWG5ftXZuQ/s320/1_107500485l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183237172652859970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Ovx6S4lI/AAAAAAAAAS0/1DXOJTRHjww/s1600-h/1_610074916l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Ovx6S4lI/AAAAAAAAAS0/1DXOJTRHjww/s320/1_610074916l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183237172652859986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Qkx6S4pI/AAAAAAAAATU/i24T9V1Reh0/s1600-h/Image078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Qkx6S4pI/AAAAAAAAATU/i24T9V1Reh0/s320/Image078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183239182697554578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6OZx6S4iI/AAAAAAAAASc/Fug1am3yz98/s1600-h/Image099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6OZx6S4iI/AAAAAAAAASc/Fug1am3yz98/s320/Image099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183236794695737890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Ovh6S4jI/AAAAAAAAASk/q3ld_JAFVVs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6Ovh6S4jI/AAAAAAAAASk/q3ld_JAFVVs/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183237168357892658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;boyfriend, i really miss you. those past 2 years have realli been a blast, i miss hanging out with you and hearing ur oii's and ur high pitched ahh's. i still have out videos and our pics, i cant help but missing you even more tday, the cals will alw be a v impt part of my life. you alw were able t make me laugh even whn i was so upset, i rmb cam whorin with you, i rmb we had even cam whored till 100+ pics tat day, and i still have everyone of them, u and ur ridiculous phobias of frogs, esp my ikea frog. perhaps cause baby low and i saw a gm that reminded us of u today, mayb tats y eveyrthin tat is sentimental is comin back. i miss you gal and i hope t c u soon. love ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6OwB6S4mI/AAAAAAAAAS8/skYNPhk4Oh0/s1600-h/Nostalgia014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6OwB6S4mI/AAAAAAAAAS8/skYNPhk4Oh0/s320/Nostalgia014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183237176947827298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dear, all i can say is ily and that im a lucky girl &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;there are sooo many more ppl that have made an impact on my life, thnks you guys. i cherish everyone of my frens and thnk ur for all the memories that ur have given me =) okay, have ta stop this nostalgic road trip nw. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-8533327300060362845?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/8533327300060362845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=8533327300060362845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8533327300060362845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8533327300060362845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/sentimental-feelings.html' title='sentimental feelings.'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-6NwR6S4aI/AAAAAAAAARc/p1WzQ50AgQs/s72-c/1_148923463l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-886922591310564098</id><published>2008-03-29T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T07:48:54.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There's always that one person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;That will always have your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You never see it coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;'cause you're blinded from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Know that you're that one for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's clear for everyone t see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You will always be my boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;27-03-08 (Thurs):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;woke up in the mornin cuase of SOMEONE'S sms. hahas lols, seriously, they are a couple that are tryin to torture me, correct miss cs???? hahhas. anyway, went t meet cs at ikea in the afternoon, thn i bought some pot thingy, thn we ate while she tld me abt np sports camp which sounded suppper funn =) hahas, went t anchorpoint t see some stuff thn off to queensway. we went bikini huntin. hahhas. =D anyway, went t twn after tat, went t our secret hideout. hee. thn it was off t central so she can collect her pay, and met some fking "bengs" there, shall avoid details. went t panjang thn we walked the pasa malam n waited for dear there, they argued over preserved and dried mango -.- hahas. thn cs went off and we walked thn homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;28-03-08 (Fri):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;miss cs called me and woke me up suppppppper early in the morning, seriously, this couple is out t torture me de. hahhas. anyway, went t np with her t hand in some forms thn we went t plaza for kfc. she walked with me t dear's place thn went off. slacked at his house, played wawa thn we were starn at his bro while he played the new bridge game and we finally understood, hahas. at first a lil bored, mayb cause we were both a lil tired + it was rainin, till we played sushido with this lvl 10 person, and we aimed t beat him at every round. hahhas. thn we walked over t plaza for macs. hahhas it was supper funny aft tat, thn homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;29-03-08 (Sat):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;baby low came over today in the morn, thn we waited for dear and baby in law t get rdy ad stuff and they took supppper long, cant help it ba, guys are like tat, so troublesome. *shakes head. hahhas. anyway, van n i went t ps first n waited for them, we went t get chippy's. o ya, on the bus we were like countin hw mny guys with flowery shirts we will c, we saw like 2, bright orange somemore. hahhas. aft they met us, dear wanted t eat, so we went long john's while baby and in law went t walk. thn met up aft tat and we went t park lane t play arcade and pool. hahas. it was super funny jus nw durin pool, fun :DD thn ended abruptly cause dad came and van n i had t go off, while we were waitin for my dad, they walked pass us and said dear" we also dono them, y they keep starin at us?" hahas. thn van and i replied" waaaa, c those ah bengs, dono them right" hahahs. funnaye. mom and dad were in gd mood tday on acc of sis so it was rather entertaining on the car. thn off for dinner. nw im goin off t play sushido with the couple tat like t torture me =) hahhas. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-886922591310564098?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-8700002319309514594</id><published>2008-03-26T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T09:30:28.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>despite everything, you're the only one that can take away my insecurities &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Have you ever been in love, Been in love so bad&lt;br /&gt;You'd do anything to make them understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Have you ever had someone, Steal your heart away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You'd give anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; To make them feel the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t dear's place tday. he was seriously high whn i reached, he was like singin and stuff and tld me t contorl him, which i tried but t no avail. hahhas, so i jus kept ignoring him, hahas but... it was realli funny, anyway, he was wawa-in, 2.5 t be exact, thn when he wanted t go bath, and asked me t take over, the cards were suddenly realli gd, and he came back. hahhas. and i managed t hear a veryyy interestin convo abt a dragon, centipede and  seaweed. seriously, dont ask. hhahas. anyway, we went t the pasa malam aft tat. bought food and drinks, i seriously wna try the chicken kebab. hahas, temptin. we took the bus dwn t cck cc t meet his frens. quite borin there. lols. we went t lot one aft tat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wen t buy drinks with dear and jack, thn waited for bus t go t another court. the bus trip was quite funny i guess, involves fat bast from austin powers though. hahas. talked t van fr a while on the phone, we both came t the conclusion that leavin the clique in the past was the best decision that fate threw upon us in the past. its been 2 close to 3 years and it surprises me how she has never changed, up till now, she still thinks that the world should revolve around her. its been so long and yet she still behaves like a kid, seriously, grow up. luckily for me, i was backstabbed by her in the past, if not, i wont have a clique as awesome as the cals. =) hahas. i dont deny the fact that i may be a hypocrite, but at least i no im not as big of a hypocrite as she is. anyway, dear played ball while i talked t van. aft they played fin ball, went t lot 1, thn dear helped me direct the cab driver and i cabbed back. the uncle was like realli nice, dear n i both tld him tat i was rushin so he sped the whole way, i kept checkin the speed meter, it was like 100/110 km/h, it was seriously freakinn fast, even faster thn dad which is like seriously fast. i nearly got a heart attack,  i rmb grippin the hand rail thingy damn hrd, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yesterday's scene is still etched in my mind, the words still vivid in my mind, tears were shed, words were thrown, but at the end of the day, wad matters is your trust and the fact that everything is ok now. the fact that you dont think of me that way is enough for me. i cant make promises but wad i can tell you is that ily and that you've alr become someone i cant live without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-8700002319309514594?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/8700002319309514594/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-5424407469336819577</id><published>2008-03-25T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T04:59:29.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No matter what you say about love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I keep coming back for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Keep my hand in the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; sooner or later I'll get what i'm asking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went t cantonment tday with dear and jack. they went t go buy psp. the woman was seriously irritatin, but yet, you cant show her attitude or anythin like tat cause she's like a police officer. lols. went t eat thn homed whil dear and jack went t play ball. thought a lot on the way home, talked on the phone with sa and van. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;today was seriously our worst fight ever, tat i no. we've been through a lot, at least, tats wad i think, this is the first time i went through so many things, so many fights, but like i said, i dont regret a single part of it cause as long as i no you love me as much as i love you, tats all that is sufficient. tats all that matters. i cant shake off the feeling of fear cause t say tat i dont care bout wad others think of me is a big fat lie, i do, it does bother me that im thought of in a way that im realli affected by, but, as long as neither you nor my frens think of me this way, its fine by me. im still young, definitely, i agree with what she says, she didnt say anything thats wrong, or doesnt make sense, and i no she's worried tat i'll hurt you, so once again i'll give you this promise, i wont lie t you, i wont change my heart, cause seriously, you're the first guy to have ever made me feel this way, and i wna have more 6's with you. i'll try nt t let this affect me or strain our relationship. dont think tat i'll breakup with you ok, cuase im very sure of my own feelings, and im sure i wont, cause you've become smth that i can no longer live without. ily loads dear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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bold;"&gt; And from my tired heart, a little bit farther away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t bugis today with dear n jack tday. walked around the shopping centre thn it was off t bugis village. the weather was rather hot. walked a while thn off t t shoppin centre again, went t get food thn drinks. slacked around there for a while. thn homed. stupidly i took the wrong bus home from tiong, i was stonin thn ended up takin 63 cause i thought it was 123. hahas. funny thing was, in front of 63 was 195, another bus i could take, but i decided nt t take 195 cause a lot of ppl were boardin the bus, and whn i saw the bus with the no. 3 at the back, i stupidly took it. hahas. so gt off after i realised i took t wrong bus, and walked back, super far can. but... tats wad i get for takin the wrong bus. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-7428820455878752998?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/7428820455878752998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=7428820455878752998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/7428820455878752998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/7428820455878752998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-feeling-of-uncertainty.html' title='this feeling of uncertainty.'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-7064307260808747464</id><published>2008-03-22T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T20:42:11.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You have my attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Like you've had all the while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Since that first day when you made my heart smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; You have my attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Like a shout through an empty sanctuary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Speak but a whisper; I'll hear a sermon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed home tdy, o yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SA =DD LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, been home the whole day and been havin realli bad cramps, thn dear called me n we talked. he wanted lame jokes -.- hahas. anywy, watched some shows online thn went t rest a while. havin a carin bf makes ur pain go away =) hahas. he was realli sweet and stuff so.....  irritation durin this period mus be put dwn to a notch.  hahas. slpt a while thn off t dinner. mommy gt me the med tat dear recommended. we went t the vegetarian rest t eat with meiyan and auntie. bro wanted get shoes so we went t twn thn homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-7064307260808747464?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/7064307260808747464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=7064307260808747464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/7064307260808747464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/7064307260808747464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-have-my-attention-like-youve-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-7544335681753515881</id><published>2008-03-21T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T23:05:13.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;dear, im sorry, i no you dont wan me t apologise bt i still haf t say it, i should have neevr allowed him t join us, much less let him talk t u like tat. despite him bein my kor, he still did smth as fucked up as tat. i seriously didnt think he would do that kind of thing, so purposely. if it were me and he was a girl, i would have given the same reaction. dear, pls dont think too much yea, dont worry, i love you and nothin anyone does or say can change that.i realli dont wan u t be affected. so far,  we haven't had a smooth journey, we've had our arguements, our fights and our probs, i havent regretted any of it and i wont wan it any other way cause ily and i cherish every moment we have, even more after wad happened. pls believe wad i said and trust me yea. ily and i miss you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-7544335681753515881?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-1526091254533657488</id><published>2008-03-21T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:38.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you make the nights blissful in a way i've nevr felt before &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;When the world leaves you feeling blue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can count on me,&lt;br /&gt;I will be there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it seems all your hopes and dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Are a million miles away,&lt;br /&gt;I will reassure you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t meet sa at panjang in the mornin n we wnet t court. watched dear play ball with frens and qr. sa and i talked quite a lot meanwhile, haven had a chat like this in a realli long time, told her a lot of stuff, and today, all my insecurities were finally resolved =). hahas. anyway, after they played fn, we went t eat and thn sa went t qr place while i went t dear's place. his mom was realli nice, she gave me 2 loreal nail polish tat was realli gorgeous. hahas. anyway, we kinda slacked thn off t town t fin jack and his fren. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus ride, dear and i fell alseep and missed our stop. hahas. so we walked t cine t find him, saw pb. hhas. thn off t arcade thn hmv. we met up with jack's fren and her fren. lols. hhahas, it was an interestin experiance. went to meridian t play pool. super funny =D. anyway, jack's frens left and we went t PS. walked and thn dinner at kfc. we slacked outside PS and talked and did stupid stuff. hahahs. anw, saw this grp of "wannabe's" so young somemore. seriously... anw, we went t bus stop aft tat n saw them again. lols. funnaye. good day but too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear, thanx for understandin, srry if i was bein unreasonable or wad. ily k. cant meet ya tmr, ill definately miss you. love you. tx for tday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-SdEh6S4XI/AAAAAAAAARE/hgnNARcJv1Y/s1600-h/Nostalgia024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-SdEh6S4XI/AAAAAAAAARE/hgnNARcJv1Y/s320/Nostalgia024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180438172530827634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;candid shot. hahas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-SdEx6S4YI/AAAAAAAAARM/pdoRjHrKtfA/s1600-h/DSC00486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-SdEx6S4YI/AAAAAAAAARM/pdoRjHrKtfA/s320/DSC00486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180438176825794946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-1526091254533657488?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/1526091254533657488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=1526091254533657488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1526091254533657488'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>SA'S B'DAY CELEBRATION! :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Time starts to pass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Before you know it you’re frozen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;but something happened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;For the very first time with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;My heart melts into the ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Found something true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t find dear in the mornin, he was playin ball with his frens. thn we went t have breakfast, roti prata :DDhahas anyway, went t meet cs at khim s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;an leng after tat, she ate thn we went off t buy cake n supplies for her cake. anyway, the whole day was a :D. hahas after doin everythin, we went t buy dye for my hair, light blond. cs helped my dye my hair, but after put on my hair, which is apparently virgin hair or smth, it looks brown, but still i love it. hahas. tx cs for helpin me :D sa came and we went t meet mommaye n daddy at garden plaza but nt before stoppin by the cc t meet dear. went t find them thn after some clooaboration, sa n mommy and daddy and i went t cc t find dear. talked thn cs n qr came over. went t kim san leng after tat for zi cha dinner, we tld sa tat cs had t fetch liwei but in actual fact, she went t collect the 1/2 kg chocolate mousse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;cake thn meet him. after our dinner, we played some games, which were like fun but super confusin. lols. hahas. thn, we ran after sa with the cake and sucessfully smashed the cake on her. hahas. but unfortuanately, i didnt run away fast enough and gt smashed with cake -.- hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear came over thn talked a while. we went off t buy durians t eat at the void deck, thn daddy had t go off. the durians were realli nice, 4 in total. hahas. we ate and chatted, haven done smth like this for a realli long time. dear walked us t petir lrt station thn went off. mommy and i chatted a lottt on the way back. all in all, it was a great day :D its tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;es like this whn u no tat you've got great frens cause i feel it, 3 yrs of frenship aint easy sooo, i love you CALS! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t SA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;babe, happy birthday yea, y'know i love ya, rmb that the cals love you n mus be confident of yourself yea, you're gorgeous and no matter wad others can say, they wont b able t take it away from you. its your day, no one elses'. for a long time, i've regarded you as my best friend and i love you, you've alw been there for me whn i need you, rmb that whnvr you need someone t talk to, you alw got me, no matter wad, ill alw have time for you yea. HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t mommy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mommy, thnx for everythin, your words enlightened me and lifted a burden off my shoulder, i seriously wont no wad ill do without you, thnx for everythin and jus bein there for me whn i needed you, i realli appreciate it. and i realli appreciate you jus bein there. hahas. i love you loadssssss, alw yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-PxRx6S4WI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/G90nEy_dl8I/s1600-h/Nostalgia007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-PxRx6S4WI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/G90nEy_dl8I/s320/Nostalgia007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180249284164116834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;b'day card for sa :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-PxRh6S4VI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PL_ptTcLVZY/s1600-h/Nostalgia002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-PxRh6S4VI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PL_ptTcLVZY/s320/Nostalgia002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180249279869149522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-8506491998845554138?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/8506491998845554138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=8506491998845554138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8506491998845554138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8506491998845554138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/sas-bday-celebration.html' title='SA&apos;S B&apos;DAY CELEBRATION! :))'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R-PxRx6S4WI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/G90nEy_dl8I/s72-c/Nostalgia007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-4868824324779189657</id><published>2008-03-19T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T08:29:55.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter what you say about love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I keep coming back for more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep my hand in the firesooner or later &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll get what i'm asking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Im over at dear's place now and he's bein an absolute pig sleepin. hahahs. came t his place in the mornin aft like gettin hopelessly lost, i went t another block thinkin it was his cuase t me it looked the same. we watched meet the spartans and thn off t buy food and bandage. came back n watched alvin n the chipmunks for a while thn played psp and game.. im usin his labby while his bro is outside, hm.... i think dear will overslp and end up nt goin t cck cc t play ball with them, hahas. but i dont wanna wake him up, he is bein a pig but he doesnt have enough slp, so...... hahas. ok, he jus woke up cause i like called him t cause his fren msn-ed him. lols. ok shall update ltr thn, think we're goin t the cc soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wakin dear up can relli b a hassle, after he woke up he went back t slp and i had t spend 15 mins jus t wake him up. hahas, and it was a damnit funny process. lols. anyway, we had an issue on jelly beas after tat. lols. hahas. ok went t the cc after tat. there was this issue from the grp of girls sittin behind us on the court, it was a grp of girls i think no less thn 15, they were smokin n stuff. thn one guy who is their fren who is like aprox thier age walked up t them with his mom, his mom found his cigarettes  and went t question his frens n stuff. thn they replied by tellin his mom to relax can a not. lol . after they left they started panickin, sayin stuff like oh shit, how, ltr she tell my mom how.  like lol, i rmb lookin at dear and shakin my head and we came t the conclusion tat, if ur scared of bein caught, hn dont smoke, esp whn ure nt even lk bloody 16 or smth. lols. one match that they played ended on a bad note whn the opponent team decided to play dirty and rough. lols. we watched the rest of the match tn it was off for dinner. o yea, no. 11 and 10 from the Filipino's team are my idols. like lols. 10 has long hands and legs and dear thinks he looks like et, but.... he is dman strong, he could do a slam dunk + a chin up. 11 is good too, his arm strength was like, whoa. anyway, it was a veryyy interestin match =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4868824324779189657?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4868824324779189657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=4868824324779189657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4868824324779189657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4868824324779189657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-matter-what-you-say-about-love-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-1329631691344656973</id><published>2008-03-17T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:39.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you seriously 21? =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Loving you is not just luck or illusion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in the make up of our DNA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's not by chance we make the perfect solution,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't fight it baby, you know that it's just destiny's way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t meet xian in the mornin, went over t ngee ann. lols. i seriously think tat the sports camp ppl there are farrrr too hyper can. lols. reach there n we gt approached by the camp ppl askin us t join. lols. funniest thing was the grp of ppl who asked us if we were freshmans and when we didnt answer they suddenly said&lt;br /&gt;"oh shit, they not freshmans la, omg, psps. sorry ar"&lt;br /&gt;hahas, cs, xian n i laughed non stop at tat. the expressions on their faces were seriously priceless. anyway, went t buy labtps and we met  this pikachu lookalike dude, credits t xian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t panjang after tat, met sa and suta and we all had lunch and our so called girls talk at garden plaza thn dear came over t meet us and i went with him for lunch thn we went t find them at macs.after like walkin somemore we went t find them and we went t the library. while they read magazines, dear and i started walkin round n round the library and kept goin t the kids section. hahas. went t pasa malam after tat. sa left and qr came t find us. suta and thal were at garden plaza too, so we slacked and talked. had dinner at mos burger, they were lame-in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; the whole time can. hahas. hillarious, n my hoops are nt for ur t hold on mrt's luh. hahhas. homed with xian =) anw, the understatement of the day was when they asked dear" are you sure ur 21?" hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R96TemDIMjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/anX5CCUriX8/s1600-h/Nostalgia001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R96TemDIMjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/anX5CCUriX8/s320/Nostalgia001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178738775341675058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ngee ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R96Te2DIMlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oAmTQjSwX54/s1600-h/PIAKK%21+614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R96Te2DIMlI/AAAAAAAAAQc/oAmTQjSwX54/s320/PIAKK%21+614.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178738779636642386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;taken at garden plaza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R96Te2DIMkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iUJcu6bJMlU/s1600-h/Nostalgia012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R96Te2DIMkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iUJcu6bJMlU/s320/Nostalgia012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178738779636642370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this is wad we do at toilets =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R96TfGDIMmI/AAAAAAAAAQk/FqDJ49_l91o/s1600-h/PIAKK%21+607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R96TfGDIMmI/AAAAAAAAAQk/FqDJ49_l91o/s320/PIAKK%21+607.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178738783931609698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;we have stalkers that take our photo!!! hahas. jkjk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R96Tf2DIMnI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YuJE728dsJ4/s1600-h/Nostalgia010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R96Tf2DIMnI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YuJE728dsJ4/s320/Nostalgia010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178738796816511602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i was bored. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-1329631691344656973?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/1329631691344656973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=1329631691344656973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1329631691344656973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1329631691344656973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/loving-you-is-not-just-luck-or-illusion.html' title='Are you seriously 21? =)'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R96TemDIMjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/anX5CCUriX8/s72-c/Nostalgia001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-1965788029319013217</id><published>2008-03-16T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:39.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you're the sunshine after the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you're the cure against my fear and my pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cause im losing my mind when you're nt around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;its all~, its all because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;went t panjang with bro tday. dear and bro played bball at panjang cc, some of bro's frens were there, thn after like a long bball match, they were all tired and while they were restin, his fren jeff did chin ups, so everyone was competing. bro won by doin 20. -.-" they were supposed to be tired. boys. -shakes head. hahas. after tat went t dear's house after gettin lunch. his bro was at home. we played wawa for a while, and while he went t bath i played sushi. slacked around, his parents came home, thn watched the tv then home. out tmr with xian, cs and perhaps sa. meetin dear after tat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im really glad that everything's ok, i hated our quarrel, and i missed you loads when i was at m'sia yst. you make me a happy gal. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90KDmDIMXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BjaS_bMG9fA/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nostalgia000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90KDmDIMXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BjaS_bMG9fA/s320/Copy+of+Nostalgia000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178306203415490930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-1965788029319013217?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/1965788029319013217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=1965788029319013217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1965788029319013217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1965788029319013217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/youre-sunshine-after-rain-youre-cure.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90KDmDIMXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/BjaS_bMG9fA/s72-c/Copy+of+Nostalgia000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-6802258105196472750</id><published>2008-03-15T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:41.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the m'sia trip was nt bad. bad part was wakin up soo freakin early. 5am. lols. anyway, went toh payoh t take the bus t customs, after customs we went over t this cafe for breakfast, bro and i talked talked a lot on the bus rides, cause seriously, you either talk or u sleep. i told him a lot of things, thankfully, i have a great bro and he has a lot of experiences and he gave me alot of wonderful advices, it seems that any doubt, fear or insecurity was cleared after we talked. went t the fruit farm for lunch, saw smth tat reminded me of dear and i gt it. hahas. went t the chocolate factory too. lunch was gd. hahas. went t explore the fruit farm. aft tat went t explore at someplace thn seafood dinner which was realli gd. thn off t take the boat ride t c fireflies, it was a gd experiance and the fireflies were gorgeous, onli bad thing was tat the river was so dark that it looked straight out from the blair witch project. o yea, there were 2 lil kids in the grp tat were adorable, darryl and rong yao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90WxmDIMiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/BS_WOoWKE1A/s1600-h/P3141496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90WxmDIMiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/BS_WOoWKE1A/s320/P3141496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178320187829006882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darryl and rong yao( my chicken lil) they're cute aren't they&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90Uw2DIMdI/AAAAAAAAAPc/DGFZa1eXqMA/s1600-h/P3141486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90Uw2DIMdI/AAAAAAAAAPc/DGFZa1eXqMA/s320/P3141486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178317975920849362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeding the coy fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90Uw2DIMeI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JjW2Qwc7l64/s1600-h/P3141488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90Uw2DIMeI/AAAAAAAAAPk/JjW2Qwc7l64/s320/P3141488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178317975920849378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90UxGDIMfI/AAAAAAAAAPs/6Yv6T7-dJn8/s1600-h/P3141490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90UxGDIMfI/AAAAAAAAAPs/6Yv6T7-dJn8/s320/P3141490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178317980215816690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90UxWDIMgI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_4X1XZvrrRo/s1600-h/P3141491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90UxWDIMgI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_4X1XZvrrRo/s320/P3141491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178317984510784002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the goats assaulted me when i was feedin them =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90UxmDIMhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/T-wW5ImzspE/s1600-h/P3141495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90UxmDIMhI/AAAAAAAAAP8/T-wW5ImzspE/s320/P3141495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178317988805751314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90TImDIMYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/AFoUIrCwlPY/s1600-h/P3141474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90TImDIMYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/AFoUIrCwlPY/s320/P3141474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178316184919486850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90TI2DIMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IAqWxhRLv3M/s1600-h/P3141475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90TI2DIMZI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IAqWxhRLv3M/s320/P3141475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178316189214454162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90TJGDIMaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/I3fh8HFGpgA/s1600-h/P3141477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90TJGDIMaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/I3fh8HFGpgA/s320/P3141477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178316193509421474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90TJWDIMbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/he5XKJGihOo/s1600-h/P3141483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90TJWDIMbI/AAAAAAAAAPM/he5XKJGihOo/s320/P3141483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178316197804388786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90TJWDIMcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Pp_mvYDR1GE/s1600-h/P3141485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90TJWDIMcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Pp_mvYDR1GE/s320/P3141485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178316197804388802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-6802258105196472750?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/6802258105196472750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=6802258105196472750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6802258105196472750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6802258105196472750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-i-dont-want-world-to-see-me-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R90WxmDIMiI/AAAAAAAAAQE/BS_WOoWKE1A/s72-c/P3141496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-3645773203014328106</id><published>2008-03-14T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T08:31:24.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Does your memory stray to a brighter sunny day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;When I kissed you and called you sweetheart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Do the chairs in your parlor seem empty and bare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Do you gaze at your doorstep and picture me there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Tell me dear, are you lonesome tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;met dear and jack in the mornin at boon lay mrt station cause we had to go jurong medical centre for check up, all three of us. after tat we went t jurong point for lunch. went t plaza t meet qr and sa with dear and jack. went over to the court, watched them play bball. had dinner after tat thn dear and i talked at bus stop, went back with jack. home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hate quarreling with you, i hate crying, but i cry cause im scared to lose you, i hate to c u put the weight of the world on you.my heart aches when i see you in pain, when i see you upset, i find myself worrying about you, missing you and loving you. somehow, my world is already revolving around you and im afraid, afraid of losing you, afraid that ill succumb t fear. afraid of so many things that ive never felt before, it took me a lot of courage to say what i had to u on the phone, i realli do love you and that wont change no matter what, so pls dont worry, i hate our quarrels and i love you, i realli do. i miss you dear, c you on sun k. i wont b able to c or talk to ya tmr so tc k.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-3645773203014328106?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/3645773203014328106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=3645773203014328106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/3645773203014328106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/3645773203014328106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/does-your-memory-stray-to-brighter.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-3974803607730214936</id><published>2008-03-12T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T09:22:00.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Everybody's got something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;They had to leave behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;One regret from yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;That just seems to grow with time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.3.09; Wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;woke up in the mornin and went over t panjang cc to do singpass. aft tat gave sa a call, talked t her for a while, made some plans and discussed some stuff. shockin t find hw hypocritical someone can seriously b. lols. anyway, met dear and went over t his place. slacked there cause of certain issues,  we watched underdog. hahas, it was rather funny, a beagle able to have superpowers is actually rather amusing. anyway, after tat went dwn t buy lunch thn while his mom chnged his bandage, thn had a rather interestin convo. hahas. went off t lot 1 aft tat t meet baby n baby in law. saw his frens. aft we met up we realised tat lot 1 didnt show rule 1, so we travelled t jurong point. watched 10000 bc instead. lols, cuase the tickets were sellin fast, it was the 2nd row from the front, but it wasnt all that bad. we made fun of the names of the characters in the show, but other thn tat, it was rather gd. had a gd story line and graphics werent tat bad, o yea, the lead actress was hot too. hahas. we had dinner aft tat, baby in law went t ask the auntie if ta hai you mei you zuo, and we ended up makin fun of tat phrase. hahas. went back aft tat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13.3.09; thurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;met dear at PS in the aft. went t buy tix for rule 1. lols. went t the arcade after tat t play the streetfighters gem thingy, we made a bet on it whn he tld me he sure beat me. and.... i lost. he is realli gd at it, so nvm, i rematched him t puzzle bubble which..... i also lost. hahas. anyway, so nw i owe him tat. haha lols. went t play photo hunt, thn walked around, bumped into henry at macs. thn we walked somemore n went t eat at kfc. aft tat went up for our movie. lols, i seriously think the beginnin of rule 1 is freakin scary can. its like, nt even mentally prepared yet and the scary shit comes out. seriously, the girl is freaky can. bloody and scary, the rest of the movie aint tat bad cept the drownin lil girl, the story line aint tat gd though, but it is unexpected. while i was gettin the shit scared out of me, dear thought it was borin and almost fell asleep. -.-". guys.-shakes head. hahas. anyway, walked around aft tat and bumped t henry again. hahas. thn went off aft tat. wawa with dear. tmr gt med check up with dear and jack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-3974803607730214936?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/3974803607730214936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=3974803607730214936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/3974803607730214936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/3974803607730214936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/everybodys-got-something-they-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-2489896760592795117</id><published>2008-03-11T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T09:29:45.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know someone said that the world's a stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And each must play a part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fate had me playing in love, you as my sweet heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Act one was when we met and when i loved you at first glance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;today has been another one of those fast days. started rainin heavily in the mornin when i went to meet dear. took the bus dwn t panjang and waited for him. met up with him and jack at the coffee shop and had our lunch and we started 'fighting' bout payin for food and drinks. it was rather amusin cause i think i pract shoved the money t the auntie and tld her nt to take his cash, thn she jus started laughin at us. hahas. after lunch we went over t his place t wtch ma que 3. thn after movie, his mom came home, she looks realli young and pretty so i was rather shocked. she was realli nice and friendly though. after tat we went off t bus stop n jack went off. thn dear n i went off t plaza, had dinner and slacked around thn had t go off after tat. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;jus fin some admin stuff for sch, realli confusin cause there was so many thing t do. check up on fri, thn after tat verythin can b sent. goin panjang cc tmr t do my singpass which is like supperrrr troublecome cause after tat still have t do the online thingy, dont understand why they cant do it at once. out t twn tmr for movie. lols. playin viwawa ltr i suppose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;miss him... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-2489896760592795117?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/2489896760592795117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=2489896760592795117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/2489896760592795117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/2489896760592795117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-know-someone-said-that-worlds-stage.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-1062146983907125429</id><published>2008-03-10T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:41.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;When..you talk to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I swear..the whole world stops&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my sweetheart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;And I'm so glad that you are mine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just one of a kind&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ent t ngee ann this mornin with playmate, she'll be goin vietnam for 1 wk tmr, gonna miss her loads, we went there t fill up her tution grant form, turned out that they gave the wrong info so we ended up goin t the canteen for food and drinks thn dear called me, decided to go his place. xian n i slacked at the bus stop till she went the opp bus stop n i took the bus to panjang which was quite fast, dear waited for me at the bus stop but i missed the stop. hahas. so he fetched me from the interchange. lols. hahas. it was pract rainin the whole day, hahas but it is its pros and cons. went t get food with him thn off t his place. we used the com and watched tv, thn qr called me n we went plaza t find her for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;met henry and his frens at pla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;za thn c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hatted a while thn dear, qr n i went subway fr lunch. talked, did a lil catchin up thn went t take the id photo. lols. qr had to go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked a while thn went back t his house, watched some more tv and thn jack called n asked us t go to central to find him n his stead. so after a lot of dilly dallying we went t go meet them. took photos on the bus.after reachin we went t find them b the riverside. his stead had t go off so he sent her to the station while we slacked. walked at central after tat n thn it was off t chinatown point. went for dinner at near pearl centre thn wlked thn finally went t the void deck t chat. hahas. it was super funny jus nw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; laughed till i had stomach ache. the 2 of them can b so funny tgt sometimes. hhahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;dear and i talked bout loads of stuff thn talked bout L change the world (inside joke) hahas. tdy has been super &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;fast, can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;t believe it. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R9VUPGDIMVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/fs_kCmVr4rw/s1600-h/Nostalgia004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R9VUPGDIMVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/fs_kCmVr4rw/s320/Nostalgia004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176135965030756690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me and dear &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R9VUgGDIMWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/SizyIgSRBlE/s1600-h/Nostalgia001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R9VUgGDIMWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/SizyIgSRBlE/s320/Nostalgia001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176136257088532834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-1062146983907125429?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/1062146983907125429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=1062146983907125429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1062146983907125429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/1062146983907125429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/when.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R9VUPGDIMVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/fs_kCmVr4rw/s72-c/Nostalgia004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-51817152577560770</id><published>2008-03-09T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T07:57:46.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss dear right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I know everything changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;For the cities and faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;But I know how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;About you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;this week has been real fast, seriously. lols. hahas but... other thn a few mishaps everythin has been good. hahas =) last sun till today has been very blissful, thats mainly cause of my dear. hahas. shall nt further elaborate. went ktv with manda, qr n xian on wed, borders after tat. thurs went to chinatown point with van  n xy. thn they came my house for dinner and we watched gigolo wannabe. it was a realli good day =) manda came my place in the mornin on fri, thn i went to meet sa at twn thn off to find dear at panjang. hahas. after their bball, went his place thn after tat sent me chinatwn thn home. sat went to mdis with manda, thn xy and van came meet us thn off to twn to meet dear, after which jack came along. slacked at heeren, cine and far east. van n xy went off n we sat dwn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today passed by real fast. too fast. met playmate in the mornin at interchange thn off to have breakfast at macs thn we went to the library. hahas. we took the time to catch up and tlk. spent quite some time at the library, its wad we do. hahas. thn we walked back t my hm. slacked around, msged dear thn after tat we left my place. playmate went to meet her relatives at vivo thn i went to panjang to meet dear. walked at plaza thn he went to.... thn we went t lot 1 and walked. met a lot of his frens, all quite friendly. hahas. dear kept laughin at me tday cause i kept adjustin my shirt. hahas. jack came to meet us thn off to walk thn arcade and other places. thn i had to go off. too fast le, cant wait till wed. hahas. ive been meetin dear everyday but still i miss him &lt;3 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never felt this way before, ily dear.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-51817152577560770?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/51817152577560770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=51817152577560770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/51817152577560770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/51817152577560770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-know-everything-changes-for-cities.html' title='i miss dear right now.'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-8712827399298569567</id><published>2008-03-03T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T07:06:04.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;HEY EVERYBODY, PLS SHOW CS N MY BLOGSHOP SOME LOVE YEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://colourfulgarage.blogspot.com/"&gt;Colourfulgarage.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THNX PPL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-8712827399298569567?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/8712827399298569567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=8712827399298569567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8712827399298569567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8712827399298569567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/03/hey-everybody-pls-show-cs-n-my-blogshop.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-4865213282185001412</id><published>2008-02-29T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:52:17.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I HATE HANGOVERS!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;omg, its like 3:38 in the morning and im typing on blogger. lols. i cant sleep on account tat im havin the worst kind of headaches, and im like suffering from post natal alcohol drunkness or smth. ( ok i dono if it actually exists but nvm. ) lols. yeap. shall update thn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;met cs and sa in the mornin at vivo for like breakfast, bumped into jonathan who works at ben n jerry's there. lols. anyway, we went to the food court for breakfast thn xian came to join us. we chatted for quite a bit and took off. walked around till someone decided tat we chould go to ben n jerry;s which i disagreed but totally in vain. lols. anyway we walked like back n forth of the shop and thn i received a call. lols. -.-. yeap, went off to town after tat for sa's lessons. after sendin her to her sch we went to chat at mc cafe thn cs went off. xian and i met may thn we went to her place for her to chnge n stuff.. van low came over and we went to cine. sat and ate and talked. went over to heeren's punk star to shop. bought a cool shirt tat apparently sa has jus in a diff color =) manda came to meet us. went to find sa. sent van home and we were off to my market. had dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;whn we reached my place (xian, may, sa, manda and me) we played indian poker which thn i had like pract all the luck, thn when we decided to chnge to drinkin absolute, i lost all my luck. i drank like how many shots. lols. and seriously manda ng is like the hai dai queen or smth. lols. we all like pract lost to her so had to drink even more. among all i think im like the onli one tat gt drunk or smth cuase after all tat its quite blurry, i cant rmb anything tat happened after wards. all i can rmb is like slpin on xian's lap,  my bro comin home, parents too. o yea, gt busted form parents who fund out i was drinkin. lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t my bro, xian, may, sa and manda : hey all of ur, thnx for like taking care of me yst. i no im a real bad drunk, and the fact tat i dont have a concussion right now is like thnx to ur =) hahas. i can still rmb some parts where ur took care of me, mommy teo lent me her lap and took care of me like the whole night [is i can still rmb =) ] , may kept askin if i was ok, hahas and bro and sa took care of me too, and im very sure manda ng was laughin at me. hahas. tas roughly all i can rmb bt thnx all of ur. love ya guys. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4865213282185001412?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4865213282185001412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=4865213282185001412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4865213282185001412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4865213282185001412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-hate-hangovers-omg-its-like-338-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-2727660631766315193</id><published>2008-02-27T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T06:09:30.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this feeling of nostalgia is hunting me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;My heart’s crippled by the vein &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;That I keep on closing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You cut me open and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;was using the com this morning and i came across smth that i havent seen for like ages, the webste for the show, akazuki cha cha. hahas, for those who are either older thn me or around my age, if ur can rmb, this show used to air on kids central on weekends. hahas anyways, i decided to download it and watch it. 76 eps. lols. went to town t meet manda. had lunch at pastamania and realised tat both of us are goin broke soon. hahhas. a job hunt has to b done fast. we decided to go to e2max after tat and played nitendo wii. hahahs super fun, we played the wii sports which was like tennis, bowlin, golf, boxin, and base ball. hahhas i lost to manda at like everything but boxing, so she came to the conclusion tat im violent -.- hahas, we were seriously the loudest ppl there and attracted a lot of attention, perhaps due to the way we were playin and like pract everyone was like standin behind us watchin and commentin bt we totally ignored thm and played our game, good past time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a cab to van's place so manda can dye her hair. she finally decided on some ash brown/green color. anyway it looked quite alright. smth damn suey happened. lols. anyway, durin the time at the salon, joanne called her and she asked me to answer, so whn i did, i pract translated everythin, sounded quite stupid, but it was seriously funny. lols. hahas. went van's house for dinner thn home. lols, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-2727660631766315193?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/2727660631766315193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=2727660631766315193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/2727660631766315193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/2727660631766315193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-feeling-of-nostalgia-is-hunting-me.html' title='this feeling of nostalgia is hunting me'/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-6003982323708704583</id><published>2008-02-26T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:42.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Their piercing sounds fill my ears, try to fill me with doubt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Closed off from love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I didn’t need the pain &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once or twice was enough &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was all in vain &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time starts to pass &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Before you know it you’re frozen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;went t school today with manda, sinyi and suet. went t visit teachers, met up with mrs ang, miss sim, mr wong, miss lee and some other teachers, as usual, they were comme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ntin on my skirt, shall post up the pic of the outfit i wore today nad also bought yst. lols. met up with van while she waited for me with brenda while we had a chat with miss lee. went over to van's house after tat and all the zi highin and bitchin started. hahhas. havent done tat for a while. went home thn off to fin xian for our supper =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;met xian at house dwnstair, we walked around and talked. we talked bout quite a lot of stuff, relationships, frens, school and stuff. thn over t tiong mac, had my dinner and our supper. hahas. chatted thn off to mini toons to c tofu and we went to this shop to see stuff and we both ended up comin out of it with dresses that we simply love and was a total bargain. hahas =) seems like ages since we shopped tgt. hahahs. anw, its her bdae tmr, seriously hope tat she has loads of fun cause she deserves it.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;t mommaye:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;its gonna be ur bdae tmr,  u no wad, u r seriously awesome. hahas, you are one of the wisest, cutest and funniest person i no and i seriously enjoy your company as i alw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; had for these past 3 years. i know i can depend on you to be there whn i need to pour my heart out to someone, thnx for jus bein there all the time, whn i had problems last yr and was realli dwn, you talked to me, and whether u no it or not, ur words realli comforted me, jus bein there realli helped me. you helped me again this year whn i had to make a choice and if t wasnt for you, i would still b idling about, perhaps i wont even had made that decision and would probably be miserable. everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; would be goin to diff schools but no matter wad, i no ill b able to call u out for supper, to b nonsensical around u like i alw do. thn for alw bein there and no tat if you ever need anyone to talk to or hang out, ill definitely be there. hahhas. love ya playmate and happy birthday yea. love ya loads &lt;3&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R8Q2ameRCLI/AAAAAAAAANk/bxxgdizyxjk/s1600-h/Nostalgia036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R8Q2ameRCLI/AAAAAAAAANk/bxxgdizyxjk/s320/Nostalgia036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171318102760163506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;thnks for everything =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R8Q2a2eRCMI/AAAAAAAAANs/dHn6hn8h8bo/s1600-h/1_148923463l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R8Q2a2eRCMI/AAAAAAAAANs/dHn6hn8h8bo/s320/1_148923463l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171318107055130818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;cals; thanks for everything, love you guys &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-4846288832581132670</id><published>2008-02-25T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T01:28:26.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;我爱的人,不是我的爱人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;他心里每一纯都属于令一个人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;他很幸福,幸福的真残忍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;让我有爱又恨他的爱这么那么深&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;met this weird middle aged guy on the mrt today, he fell asleep and was leaning on my shoulders, thn the 2 girls opp me were laughin thn they walked over and told me to jus get up n dont care bout tat guy, by tat time i seriously felt damn weird alr so when i stood up the guy jus plonked on the seat. hahas, ok so bad. met up with marcus to go to nanyang today. walked quite a lot, seriously hot can. lols. startin to seriously think wad cca should i join, thinkin of taekwando rite now. lols. went to far east for chicken rice and i found out there is a staker. like lols. is she seriously so bored with her own life tat she has to intrude on others. like lol can. after lunch went to meet manda, sinyi, suet and her sis. we walked at whisma thn off to far east thn other places. hahhas o my, i seriously bought like a lot of stuff, its serious unimaginable. hahhas. ok i shall blog my photos with the stuff i bought sometime. hahahs. too many things le. we had a lot of fun today, whole day of shoppin, eatin and laughin is seriously entertainin. hahhas. we had high tea at this great jap place recommended by suet sis at wheelock. thn back to far east for the dress tat sinyi had kiv-ed. hahhas. thn off to heeren and cine thn finally back to paragon thn taka to crystal jade for la mian. the food there is seriously good and so much cheaper thn hong kong cafe can. lols. service is better too. on the way back we saw smth damn irritatin, some ppl jus are without conscience. out tmr, goin sch thn meetin xian for our supper. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4846288832581132670?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4846288832581132670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=4846288832581132670' 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bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Nobody knows but me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; that I sometimes cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;If I could pretend that I'm asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;when my tears start to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I peek out from behind these walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I think nobody knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;went out for breakfast with mom and bro with grandparents. went home after breakfast and off to find van low at her place. slacked around thn went den stairs to pick up sherlyn. went off to find sa after everythin was done. i met up with sa at heeren while van and sherlyn went to ps to meet xy. sa n i walked thn went to far east, went shoppin. bought 2 pairs of shoes, 1 pumps and another heels. walked around and shopped some more. sherlyn, van n xy came to meet up with us at far east thn we went off to lucky plaza for hor fun. we chatted durin dinner, and started with our crappin and stuff, hahas. left and went off to cotton on and finally paragon. we went to toys r us and started with our nonsense all over again. hahhas. lols. thn sa went to meet her sis while the rest of us travelled to tiong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-1933705496336487633?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-5878684030305811522</id><published>2008-02-14T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:43.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;有时候,我们得做出困难的决定&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;虽然心里很为难&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;但是,这是为了对方最好的决定&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;went to sch to meet van to pass her the wallet she left at my place yst. receive valentine's day resent from crystal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7RljGeRCKI/AAAAAAAAANc/COcIArqoZLY/s1600-h/Nostalgia015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7RljGeRCKI/AAAAAAAAANc/COcIArqoZLY/s320/Nostalgia015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166866326208186530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;( tx baby. hahas )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;went over to town to meet manda, she didnt reach yet so i went to shop and bought my new wallet. lols. when she reached, she gave me a bouquet of roses from paragon, hahas thanx, its realli gorgeous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7RibGeRCGI/AAAAAAAAAM8/fbCe0BqdfNY/s1600-h/Nostalgia009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7RibGeRCGI/AAAAAAAAAM8/fbCe0BqdfNY/s320/Nostalgia009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166862890234349666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;we went over to cine to get our movie tickets for junper thn went over to heeren to get marche, bt, it was closed so we settled for koba. talked thn went to go watch our movie. jumper is actually not bad, the plot is good and the effects totally rock. it was quite funny too. we were makin fun of 2 grps of ppl there, hahas lols. went dwn and bumped into qr and her frens, where she insisted tat her fren looks like my bro which i disagree, we took a cab with her and hui yu adn they dropped us at holland v. we went to haigen das to get our ice cream, and we spent like 20 mins jus to decide like wad to eat. lols. but the ice cream was good, ex though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7RibmeRCII/AAAAAAAAANM/YyckJL8uqrQ/s1600-h/Nostalgia005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7RibmeRCII/AAAAAAAAANM/YyckJL8uqrQ/s320/Nostalgia005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166862898824284290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;manda's ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7Rib2eRCJI/AAAAAAAAANU/B4xirLQZFig/s1600-h/Nostalgia001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7Rib2eRCJI/AAAAAAAAANU/B4xirLQZFig/s320/Nostalgia001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166862903119251602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;mine (the whipped cream at the side is supposed to be in the form of heart shape)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;qian came over to meet us later and heard some irritatin news, like wth luh, how could she do tat to qian. lols. we talked for a while and they saw smth disgustin in the male toilet. we went off after tat. had to go chinatown to meet dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7RibmeRCHI/AAAAAAAAANE/1bW5u0KzC_o/s1600-h/Nostalgia007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7RibmeRCHI/AAAAAAAAANE/1bW5u0KzC_o/s320/Nostalgia007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166862898824284274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i took a candid shot of manda. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;reached chinatown and had dinner with all the relatives, we started sayin a lot of lame jokes. lols. after dinner went to tiong to find xian, we had a heartfelt talk which i realli appreciated.durin this time you realli helped me a lot and listened to me. tx playmate =) we talked a lot of stuff through and i found the strength through her and cals to make a decision. i have no idea hw i can get through this without them. so i gtta say tx xian, manda and the rest of cals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;it wasnt an easy choice or decision but hopefully, in the long run, it'll be the best for the both of us. there are many words that i cant express, im realli sorry things had to end up this way, but i sincerely hope you will be happy.  the onli thing i can say to you is that im sorry and thanx for understandin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-5878684030305811522?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/5878684030305811522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=5878684030305811522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5878684030305811522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5878684030305811522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/02/went-to-sch-to-meet-van-to-pass-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7RljGeRCKI/AAAAAAAAANc/COcIArqoZLY/s72-c/Nostalgia015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-4426023123109814605</id><published>2008-02-12T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:45.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;因为我们等不到那流星&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;认真投决定命运的硬币&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;却&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;不知道到底能去哪里&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;yst was the last day of my work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. titanium hub &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;was closin officially as of yst. reached there in the mornin after goin mama shop to buy kit kat for them. met u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;p with suet then went hub tgt. did a lot of packin and stuff, you can literally see dust like everywhere. wei liang, rosalin, joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;, suet and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;me were present there. super suey can, my back was facing the door thn i was talkin to suet whn suddenly noticed everyone quiet, thn someone said erm. thn i turned around and jumped, thn suet n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; i scattered off to a corner. hahahs. it turned out to b chris, our boss. chris is actually rather nice but the bad ting about him is that he is very intimidating. he is ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;oun 185 to 190. this is not an exaggeration. whnever i stand next to him, they tell me tat it is estimated tat he is at least 3 heads taller thn me. he tried to strike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; a conver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;sation with suet and me, but we were so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; freaked out by him tat all we could manage was to get him to sign o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ur time sheet. hahas super funny. after tat we went off for lunch. nothin much but packin tat day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; gt a few cuts, but very su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ey de. i gt a paper cut whn we were tearin paper thn he asked me if i needed a plaster, thn i say nvm, wait for bigger cuts or smth more serious, thn he said, ok more serious thn i give u plaster, if nt save my plaster. in the end i used up all his plasters. hahhahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;around 830 the movers came and moved everythin away. it was seriously quite a sight, the usual packed hub was left with nothin. everythin was dismantled, it was quite sad f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;or s cause no matter wad, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;fter workin there for a month, a sense of attachment had been formed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. suet left around 10 plus. thn the rest of us left for supper at hong kong cafe, but we were all luggin plastic bags tat were super heavy can.. lols. we ate there and chatted till 1 plus thn cabbed home. luckily it wasnt as expensive as i had expected. it has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; been a pleasure workin with u all, dsa ppl included. =D this has been the best workin experience anyone my age could ask for and i m lucky to have found this job tat pays well, and have great colleagues. ill miss you all =) cals comin over tmr. yeap =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(pics all from rosalin's blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HFBWeRCDI/AAAAAAAAAMk/3kS4NdJGqhU/s1600-h/DSC03465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HFBWeRCDI/AAAAAAAAAMk/3kS4NdJGqhU/s320/DSC03465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166126874573735986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;moving the tv away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HFB2eRCEI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gA_Fd5sbIVk/s1600-h/DSC03445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HFB2eRCEI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gA_Fd5sbIVk/s320/DSC03445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166126883163670594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the empty cabinets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HFCGeRCFI/AAAAAAAAAM0/z0hU8Fw6G_I/s1600-h/DSC03443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HFCGeRCFI/AAAAAAAAAM0/z0hU8Fw6G_I/s320/DSC03443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166126887458637906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the dsa room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HEQmeRCAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7B-m20yBiX8/s1600-h/DSC03481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HEQmeRCAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/7B-m20yBiX8/s320/DSC03481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166126037055113218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;joy and the dismantled atm machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HEQ2eRCBI/AAAAAAAAAMU/fCSKiMENQMU/s1600-h/DSC03472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HEQ2eRCBI/AAAAAAAAAMU/fCSKiMENQMU/s320/DSC03472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166126041350080530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HERGeRCCI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8lswyALeOqs/s1600-h/DSC03471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HERGeRCCI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8lswyALeOqs/s320/DSC03471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166126045645047842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;my colleagues : joy, me, rosalin, suet and wei liang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HDzmeRB9I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Bp1orOu2IgU/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HDzmeRB9I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Bp1orOu2IgU/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166125538838906834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;rosalin with her bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HD0GeRB-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/rkQ9jBVcTAA/s1600-h/DSC03483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HD0GeRB-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/rkQ9jBVcTAA/s320/DSC03483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166125547428841442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HD0meRB_I/AAAAAAAAAME/f-a63JcVyMM/s1600-h/DSC03482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HD0meRB_I/AAAAAAAAAME/f-a63JcVyMM/s320/DSC03482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166125556018776050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the doors...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4426023123109814605?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R7HFBWeRCDI/AAAAAAAAAMk/3kS4NdJGqhU/s72-c/DSC03465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-6196487130046479730</id><published>2008-02-04T07:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T01:30:30.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;  爱真的需要勇气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; 来面对流言蜚语&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; 只要你一个眼神肯定&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; 我的爱就有意义&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;been going through the motions practically everyday, today went to celebrate joy's birthday with rosalin and suet min. hahhas it was quite funny. we jus brought in the brownie and gave her the card and present. it was so sweet, she got flowers =) hahhas. anyway, after tat i went shoppin with rosalin, brought me to shops ive never been to before in far east, saw sooo many cute stuff. hahhas. i got a dress from zimple again, baby doll dress but i quite liked it. hahhas. lols. i think ill prolly gt more dresses from there, dono y but the dresses there r still ok i guess. lols. have to wait till after new year, onli thn will i b free to go shop. hahhas. went out with sa, leonard and manfred jus now. we circled whisma quite a few times and went far east, eventually decided to have dinner at cine hong kong cafe. talked for quite a while. hahhas. relaxing day. waiting for new year =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-6196487130046479730?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/6196487130046479730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=6196487130046479730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6196487130046479730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6196487130046479730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/02/been-going-through-motions-practically_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-8927913136766614117</id><published>2008-01-28T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:46.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;也许这是最后的考验&lt;br /&gt;当我再度遇见了你&lt;br /&gt;是命运捆绑了我们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;还是爱情相信了记忆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;WED:&lt;br /&gt;stayed over at cs house after work, had steamboat with the cals. every one was there cept for boyfren, miss her. anyway. after tat qr and i sent sa home. thn went over to qian's place. walked over to cs place after tat. we didnt realli sleep tat nite, talked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; a lot instead. we had a long time since we did any catching up, hahas, we talked about a few interestin topics. sometimes i realli miss school, miss the class, even the teachers and of course, my clique and my frens.we slept for a while in a camp manner. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURS:&lt;br /&gt;was damn nervous whn i woke up tat mornin, went over to suta's house to get ready. qian met us there. it was so funny wearin our sch u again. went to meet cs and the rest for breakfast and after tat we went off to get our hair extensions. it was funny cause it was a grp of 5 girls wearin sch u and gettin our hair done in streaks of purple and red and etc. it was as though we didnt bother anymore, which was kinda true. hahas. i was pract bitchin the whole time bout the results. travelled to sch and went to the hall for results.sa met us in sch. the feelin of waitin for ur results while ur principal goes on n on is simply nerve wreckin. when she announce 100% passes for hst n geog, fer and i broke into tears, all the hist girls in our class stole glances at each other. it finally cm to my turn for the results, van and brenda came to find me, so i gripped onto van and went to take my results. im happy with my grades. lols. hahas. cs, van, xian and qr came over to my place, we went to the market for food thn watched dvd.&lt;br /&gt;SAT:&lt;br /&gt;sis bdae. went out with van to get zara gift voucher for sis, walked around town then back to my home. van left to meet brenda and i went off to shangrila for the dinner and dance of dad's company. the theme for tat nite was mascarade. it was ok. but some stuff was damn lame, but other thn tat the food and tat nite was rather enjoyable. i got teased quite bad by my siblins though over some stuff. hahas embarassin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUN:&lt;br /&gt;went of to work. rosalin, shawn and wei liang were workin today. had lunch brought over by dad =) slacked around much, not much customers today. then we started crappin bout my diary thing. rosalin and wei liang were damn funny luh. lols. hahas. thn we started havin a talk bout smth. hmm.... haha. there was a theory with the 40 cents ice cream and also y humans subjects tend to score better for o's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei liang's theory: humans or eng sub norm tend to score better cause ppl have a tendency to scribble during exams, so as long as your facts are there the examiners will mark you correct or give you some marks cause they dont want to take the chance. if they dont give you the mark and instead u send the paper back to spore to check and they find out that in fact you should get a certain amt of marks there, they will be in deep shit. thn maths cant cause its all numbers most of the time, and if u scribble ur maths, lets say u write ur 6 to a 9, u straight away wrong le. agree with his theory? hahas i actually think it does make sense. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R53PwzVuyNI/AAAAAAAAALs/if1I_r2_wew/s1600-h/Nostalgia001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R53PwzVuyNI/AAAAAAAAALs/if1I_r2_wew/s320/Nostalgia001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160509185358481618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my purple and red hair extensions =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R53PwTVuyMI/AAAAAAAAALk/ubewtZmB0Kg/s1600-h/Nostalgia000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R53PwTVuyMI/AAAAAAAAALk/ubewtZmB0Kg/s320/Nostalgia000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160509176768547010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the steamboat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R53PwTVuyLI/AAAAAAAAALc/dPjulVgbrMQ/s1600-h/Nostalgia005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R53PwTVuyLI/AAAAAAAAALc/dPjulVgbrMQ/s320/Nostalgia005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160509176768546994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;me and mummy &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-8927913136766614117?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/8927913136766614117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=8927913136766614117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8927913136766614117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8927913136766614117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/01/wed-stayed-over-at-cs-house-after-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R53PwzVuyNI/AAAAAAAAALs/if1I_r2_wew/s72-c/Nostalgia001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-5926861585967924268</id><published>2008-01-21T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T07:32:58.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the days are starting to close in on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the fear is increasing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;panic is heightened to a brand new level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, didnt work today so pract slacked the whole day through. went to the dentist in the morning and he was pretty nice. everything was ok so the next check up would b in half a year. walked around with mum and visited suet at the office. lols. went home and pract watched tv the whole day at home. received a sms from mummy which confirmed tat results are this fucking  thurs. im damn bloody hell scared. have never been so petrified of anything in my whole life, although my parents keep sayin tat wtvr result i get doesnt matter, but...sometimes, its not abt jus fufilling your parents expectations, its also about your own future and dreams. im frightened but not so much of getting bad grades, but actually failing. everyone keeps telling me that its impossible, but i dont think so. everyone around me keeps tellin me the same sentence, "no worries, confirm can do well de, its unlikely to actually fail your o's". but the truth of the matter is, its actually not that hard for someone who hasnt been doing well academically for ages, esp for someone like me. i no that my frens n family jus tell me tat cause they dont wan me to worry and because they care, but its realli a scary experience, countin the days towards that day. scared of wad expression mrs leong will actually give me, i no im over reactin but...., mayb im havn the jitters, i no everyone will have them but my case seems to b extreme. haix. ive been havin weird dreams everynite since last wk abt the stupid results. lols. 3 more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-4386315484387362577</id><published>2008-01-20T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T07:22:41.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;im feeling as though im losing touch with reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;everything is blurred and out of proportion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;am i in a dream or is this reality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i cant tell anymore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked today at orchard. felt a lil guilty towards sis cause its her party today but im off workin. but unfortunately, i cant help it. not a lot of ppl workin today at the hub though. lols. lunch was at the lucky plaza chicken rice stall with joy, pretty nice. im seriously gna increase in weight severely if i continue eating like this everyday. slacked pract the whole day today. same lame jokes and did same lame stuff but other thn tat not much. o ya, sis brought dnner for me to office. tx =) qq and i were eatin and like temptin joy. hahas psps. msged dear. after wards home thn was surrounded by relatives the moment i reached home. seirously bombarding me with questions bout work, schl, life and relationship. cut the cake with sis.yea, tats pretty much today. hm.. results are released in another 4 days, many doubts and fears are facing me right now, my parents tell me the same thing, that im thinkin too much, but i rather think of the worst case scenarios now rather thn on the day itself, tat will be damn scary. lols. freakin terrified now. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4386315484387362577?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4386315484387362577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=4386315484387362577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4386315484387362577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R5DLr4D4loI/AAAAAAAAALE/wIaWaetKHIk/s1600-h/31122007%28016%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R5DLr4D4loI/AAAAAAAAALE/wIaWaetKHIk/s320/31122007%28016%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156845527982708354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R5DLsID4lpI/AAAAAAAAALM/eBslmB7EiCE/s1600-h/IMG_0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R5DLsID4lpI/AAAAAAAAALM/eBslmB7EiCE/s320/IMG_0655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156845532277675666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R5DLsID4lqI/AAAAAAAAALU/rQhnXww7ieo/s1600-h/IMG_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/7355110764806147176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/01/some-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R5DLr4D4loI/AAAAAAAAALE/wIaWaetKHIk/s72-c/31122007%28016%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-4696729212099334044</id><published>2008-01-18T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T07:30:58.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sometimes its not so easy to just forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you do everything you can to ignore those emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but somehow, you get nostalgic in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am damn fcking pissed can. fck luh. i was on the way home after dinner with manda tan n on the mrt and fcking bast was pressing his damn cock on me. agreed that the mrt was like crowded but there was sufficient space for him, not a lot but enough to not lean his whole bloody body on me. whn the next stop came i jus turned and stared at him thn he jus backed off. fck, he should have done tat long ago can. lols. its ppl like him tat makes everyone have stereotypes and prejudices. lols. anyway, watin for my anger to cool dwn before i con to blog bou the rest of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i cooled dwn. hahas lols. anyway, this mornin worked at orchard. met a few nasty customers but other thn tat was ok. found out tat the food at lucky plaza is like rather nice. rosalin was so cute today can, she totally cracked me up with like one of her impersonations. hahahs i laughed so hard thn customers were like starin at me. anyway, yong sheng came and he was damn lame can, i was keepin the url of rosalin blog, so he asked me wad i was doin. thn he said he has a blog and he wrote dwn for me, he ended up writin blk 673. -.-" lols. o ya, eric was damn funny with his wu ahong xian dance and kevin was argueing against the fact that he was actually a undercover police. it was a damn funny convo can. hahhas anyway, i did a analysis(profession n nicknames) on the ppl workin there today, wad kind of profession i would have guessed they worked as if they i didnt no they were workin at ocbc. hm... im thinkin tat i think i'll miss those ppl workin there whn i stop workin. the ppl there are all realli nice and friendly there, despite some of them being lame and stuff, but you can realli tell they are nice ppl.o yea, after work, we saw this dman cute Caucasian baby. he had super big eyes can. and he had a dreamy smile, he is onli 8 mths old. hahhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(no offense)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;joy: schl teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;rosalin: ballet teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lynn: piano teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;eric: police/ wu xhong xian lookalike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dave: pe teacher/ comic book artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kevin: teddy bear seller/ looks like one of my teddy bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4696729212099334044?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4696729212099334044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=4696729212099334044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4696729212099334044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4696729212099334044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/01/sometimes-its-not-so-easy-to-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-8379746967263829207</id><published>2008-01-17T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T06:45:40.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;some people run right into the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and some people hide their every desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;but we are the lovers if you don't believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;then just look into my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;cos the heart never lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;woke up early but was late mainly because i was addicted to why why love and had to fin watchin it before i could budge to leave the house, but.. manda was late too cause she over slept. hahas. went international plaza and met up with may n cs during their lunch break. thn off to the job agencies with manda. we pract searched the whole building till we found like the perfect agency or smth. hahas lols. thn off to twn for lunch. went to meet up with suet first.said hi to her, roslind, joy and yong sheng. manda n i went to grafitti cafe for lunch and met up with a huge grp of stc juniors who kept starin at us. we got so irritated tat we kept starin back at them till they left. thn i realised, amongst one of them was a guide. lol. bound to have some gossips.delia and roshini couldnt make it so we postponed out meetin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to find suet again and chatted with them. hahas, van came to find us there. yong sheng was speaking bout the heart but he pointed to  his ribs instead so i asked manda where it is and he said, no need be so precise la. hahhas he cracks me up. chatted for a while thn we left. off to borders, thn far east thn taka and whisma. we were bein totally lame like the whole time.  had a whole story of regurgitating chicken rice which was damnit funny and gross. hahas lols. thn back to find suet they all again to go back tgt. thn whn we left i gt duped. ys asked me to hold the cream puff for him, so i did cause i thought he wanted take smth or wad, thn he ran off, so i had to bring it home. thn i was scolded for bein gullible by thm. hahhaas. nvm ba. thn met amanda and went to meet vanessa's ahem**. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-8379746967263829207?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/8379746967263829207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=8379746967263829207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8379746967263829207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8379746967263829207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2008/01/some-people-run-right-into-fire-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-1676886459901077129</id><published>2008-01-16T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:47.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;mornin met xian and sa and off to school. met up with vanessa and crystal. gave them their cookies. after clearing the haunted house thng went to xian's place. then off to town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;. visited suet and joy. met with wc. we went for lunch at food republic. xchanged presents his present was an absolute dear. talked, ate thn off to starbucks. thn he had to go off for rehearsal. thn went off to far east and did major shoppin. gt 2 shirts. one brown top and another purple one tat says, im a skinny bitch. hahas ok i no its lke nt true but its a nice shirt. lols. thn met up with may and cs and had our chicken rice thn van came. shopped more and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey, i know im not very good with expressing myself and stuff but ily. hahas. its our anni and realli thanx for everythin so far, im thankful for the 6 days drama camp cause it led me to you.  you were my friend when i really needed you and that led to more. we've been through some stuff cause of some ppl but i think that will jus make us stronger. i know you will support me and vice versa. those stars are smth that i realli hope you like, dont worry that wad you gave me will be smth that i wont like, cause i'll like wdvr that's from you. hahas ok mushy, but... ily &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R49mEID4lnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SLVYuPz83-U/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R49mEID4lnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SLVYuPz83-U/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156452319431792242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-1676886459901077129?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R49mEID4lnI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SLVYuPz83-U/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-7730805184856880544</id><published>2008-01-13T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T06:31:44.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days when im off at work. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;these violent delights have violent ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and in their triumph die, like fire and powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;which, as they kiss, consume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;SAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work yst was super borin. hahas the branch manager was real nice and friendly, but still, workin at the city link branch is jus a bore. thanx to bro for bein my "personal maid" yst. dinner at the jap cafe at city link. prefer workin at orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;SUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work at orchard branch today. hahas. reahced and went to buy star paper. need to fold 365. hm.. thn off t work, met cassie, she's nice. ok, shall give a brief overall of everyone at work yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;): cassie: &lt;/span&gt;a lil older thn the rest but realli nice, may seem fierce at times though but real nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lynn: &lt;/span&gt;didnt talk much to her but she seems nice enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;joy: &lt;/span&gt;i think she's really pretty and the nicest one there i think, the one i interacted with the most too since fri, hahas she's a guide too =) hahas. she's been a big help to me, if not ill seriously have no idea wad im doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt; eric: i rmb him for "peepin" at my diary on fri and askin me to sit, hahas but he is real nice and friendly, thought he was bro with the wei ming. hahas he is gd at foldin stars too, surprise surprise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kevin&lt;/span&gt;:he is super nice, rmb from fir and also he is the taurus. hahas, taught him hw to fold stars, he could grasp it quite fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wei ming: &lt;/span&gt;didnt talk much to him but he seems friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wei liang: &lt;/span&gt;looks alike with yong sheng but he's nice. at first i thought he was fierce cause he had black face but after a while, i found that he was realli nice and stuff. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yong sheng: &lt;/span&gt;he is super friendly and nice. apparently he is the "tm" hahhas i got bluff by him, he seems to be realli cheeky and stuff but actually, from wat i saw today, he's actually reali nice, funny and entertaining. when everyone was so tired or bored, he made funny cracks and stuff and the whole room will laugh. hahhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats bout everyone who worked today. hahas. they are all nice ppl and realli lively, made the mundane day pass by real fast, and somehow, workin didnt seem so boring. sat quite a lot today. hahas they all helped me with the star foldin and many topics were said durin the convo, apparently, one of the guy, i shall not mention who is from my sch and cca. which is a girl sch and guides. hhhaas. but its been an interestin day, makes workin at the orchard branch ok, unlike the city link one, dreading it now even. its so boring at the city link branch. hahas anyway, off day tmr, shall enjoy it to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-7730805184856880544?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-1581341835175325846</id><published>2008-01-13T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:48.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;pics from serene centre. ice cream date &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R4oo8ID4ljI/AAAAAAAAAKc/K1mgnUMk6M4/s1600-h/Image106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R4oo8ID4ljI/AAAAAAAAAKc/K1mgnUMk6M4/s320/Image106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154977736899991090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R4oo8ID4lkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qCwGcHZZdBs/s1600-h/Image109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R4oo8ID4lkI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qCwGcHZZdBs/s320/Image109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154977736899991106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R4oo8YD4llI/AAAAAAAAAKs/-eUreDPe7qk/s1600-h/Image119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R4oo8YD4llI/AAAAAAAAAKs/-eUreDPe7qk/s320/Image119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154977741194958418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R4oo8ID4ljI/AAAAAAAAAKc/K1mgnUMk6M4/s72-c/Image106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-4936873266470288988</id><published>2008-01-10T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T08:06:47.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;some say the world will end in fire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;some say in ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;from what ive tasted of desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hold with those who favor fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;but if i had to perish twice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i think i know enough of hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;to say that for destruction ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;is also great, and would suffice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;went to sch today to meet van. funniest thing happened, met angel and melissa, so far they havent seen me outside sch u, so whn they saw me walk past, they were shocked. thn angel came up to me and said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;angel: u no jus now, i saw ur back view, i thought, wa so lady, thn turn around, thn i realised is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;me: so are u insultin me or complimenting me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;angel: complimentin la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;hahas lols, somehow i find i was insulted instead. hahhas lols. went over to nyp for open hse with van, called up roshini and delia and met them. hahas they brought us aorund the campus, first to the food sciences, thn to nursing. the food sciences was ok, but i swore, van n i was quite lost and delia and the other guy had to like explain over and over again. hahhas. thn over to nursing, roshini was like lost can, we went up n dwn the lift. hahas apparently, there is a haunted row of classrooms. freaky. hahas. and apparently, delia and roshini have boyfriends in the form of skeletons. hahhahas. funny. after tat went to sit with roshini and her friends. hahas i seriously think **** ahem..... hahhas. roshini, u should understand wad i mean. hahhas. delia came to find us and the 3 of us went for dinner at amk hub. as usual, our dinner was a long one, hahhas but had fun, been workin these few days so finally, my day off is a relaxed and fun one today. hahhas. my heel broke, so i plucked it out, then they were laughin at me cuase i walked one leg unbalanced to the other. i looked so weird can. hahas lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;thn apparently, i managed to fix my heel, so it was ok le. thn while we were eatin at the ramen place, van suddenly asked, how to spell guarantee, so we wrecked our brains till we finally rmb. hahas lols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;thn back home, but on the trip back, there was this super weird indian ah pek starin at us, at first, he was staring at a grp of girls wearin shorts, thn after they left, he diverted his attention to us, whn we were standin he look at us, thn have 3 seats opp him, so delia ask us sit, thn she block us from him, he was starin at van n her uni n stuff, thn he like kept smilin to himself can.crazy horny bast.damn weird la, then he kept starin and starin till he left. weirdo. hm.. workin tmr again, cant wait till nxt mon, wed n thurs. my onli off days. hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4936873266470288988?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4936873266470288988/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-3691111891898762537</id><published>2008-01-10T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T07:19:10.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;sometimes u face promises and lies, you try to believe them,&lt;br /&gt;but deep down, you know they're not true.&lt;br /&gt;you fall in love and try to think positively,&lt;br /&gt;but deep down, you know they're not true.&lt;br /&gt;the ache the heart has to face is unbearable,&lt;br /&gt;the pain thrown in your face is unmistakable.&lt;br /&gt;ths is what happens to those who fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, its all a fucked up mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-958021691024066060</id><published>2008-01-09T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:27:25.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;first day of work, super tirin, standin for 9 hrs straight, workin for ocbc can b real borin sometimes, cuase i workin for the redemption counter, so until there is someone there to redeen stuff, i pract have nothin to do but stare at the faces of ppl walkin by. saw delia, thn called her. luckily met her, if nt, ill still have thought nyp open house is like nxt wk, thn she corrected me thn i realised i confused nyp with ngee ann. hahas lols, still thinkin if should go open hse on thurs though, havin day off. after work went food republic with suet n manda tan for dinner. super late dinner. had kimchi, hahas, cravin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;work today was at city link so had to reach earlier, so whn i reached, i bought 1 bk form mph despite the other 2 that i alr brought. hahas i enjoy bein a bkworm sometimes, and whn i gt nth to do, i gtta read away. hahhas. lols. even lesser customers today though, read fin all my bks, onli thing better tday was i gt to sit instead, hahhas lols. o yea, a bunch of acs boys were sooo annoyin jus nw, puposely create trouble de, make so much noise thn ask so many redundant qstions, thn i asked, do ur have ocbc acc, they dont have, ask for fun. lols, wth. still did a lot of stupid stuff, but after ignorin them they went to find smth else to entertain them i guess. haha lols. manda tan came to find me at 6 n we slaced till 830 till work was over. chnged thn met manda ng for dinner at pepper lunch. again, salmon pepper lunch = &lt;3.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-958021691024066060?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/958021691024066060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=958021691024066060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/958021691024066060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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fren went toilet so i waited outside for him, thn there was this bunch of ah bengs tat were super irritatin. thn met up with him thn went to whisma. went to food republic for lunch thn off to  lucky plaza so he could buy his shoes. ahhas i found my eclipse book at kino, super happy can. hahhas. he went to g mask his hone so we sat den at starbucks to talk. after which we went to buy my book thn collect his phone. went back to sch after tat to help guides with the paintin thingy. island creamery tmr~ hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-54265409872209104?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/54265409872209104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;1) love him&lt;br /&gt;2) to keep in touch with CALS and MU NAI YI's&lt;br /&gt;3) to put an effort in my studies&lt;br /&gt;4) try to listen to my parents&lt;br /&gt;5) to be as happy as i can.&lt;br /&gt;6) to be contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-205544821278942095?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/205544821278942095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=205544821278942095' title='0 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year's eve. mornin went back to sch to take stuff but it was c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;losed, met up with van and brenda, it felt like such a long time. we went over to vivo. shopped for her bro bdae present, thn off to city hall to meet sl, tq, yh and jh. i was kinda late, and the cutest thing happened, 3 of us were wearin green n sl was wearin pink, hahas thn they were sayin if yh wore green l had to go back to chnge, well, yh didn, but she had a green apple rite in the middle of her shirt. hahas. went off to suntec and sat at mac to eat n chat. thn we walked n stuff, bought my book todae thn we cam whored. pity it was a lil short though. last outin for the year and i did have fun. hahahs. hopefully, can c them on fri ba. hahhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;met up with may and van at hmv. we went off to novena, thn off to kfc for our dinner. hahas met mrs francis n her daughter, he is super cute luh. hahahs thn off to bugis to meet xian and joel. we met thn off to city hall, and we managed to catch the fireworks, it was simply gorgeous and thankfully, i was watchin them with some of my closest frens, and tat made things even better. new year came and i called dear, talked a while till my phone went flat. thn xian n i went to fins cs n qr, we met at city link thn whn cs n i saw each other, we screamed. hhhaas the onlookers screamed also, jus to tease us but who cared. hahahs qr came with her stead thn we went to meet up with may n can again. we chatted and took photos. its been far too long since we met up and hung up, since chalet and prom. i missed them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt; soo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;oo much. after photos and stuff xian n joel left, then the rest came over to my hse. the route we took was that we walked from city hall to tanjong pagar. it was soooo tirin luh. thn reahed tiong and walked to my place, cs n i couldn take it so we wlked barefooted.we reached my hse dwnstaris at like 2 plus. hahhas. it was realli fun although it was tirin. thn we waited dwnstairs for van n may parents, thn cs n qr n her stead came up to my place. they slacked till 4 plus, we played cards and stuff. hahhas. i realli miss cals soo much, it feels like ages since we met, everyone b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;usy with their own stuff,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt; we mus all keep in touch kays, love you gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;EVERYONE, HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try 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title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pvD4D4lhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/W5F_Xo5jDrI/s72-c/31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-4467189556622911032</id><published>2007-12-30T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:53.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;back from taiwan trip, so nw is bloggin time i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FIRST DAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached the taiwan airport after wat felt like a long flight, thankfully books and movies were enough to keep preoccupied ba. hahas. lols. reached taiwan and true enough, it was freakinnnn cold. hhahas. reached our hotel, the hotel room was loves. it was fantastic, me n sis shared one, mom n dad another n samuel and my bro another. hahas the hotel room was simply huge, equipped with a dvd player, jacuzzi, sofa and a gigantic bed. hahhas. we slaced a while thn off to dinner at dng tai feng, the food there i sooo much better thn the ne in spore. hahas thn off to taipei 101, the biggest building in the world. btw, the bus is super cute, it is totally opp ffrom spore. the mrt is quite similair to ours cept tat the ppl there are realli courteous, whnever the see old folks or pregnant women, no matter wad, more thn 1 person will offer their seats, you will seriously not see a old folk standin up.the view at aipei 101 was simply fantastic. went to the shoppin mall new york new york and spent xmas nite outside starbucks, it had this fantastic environment and it culdnt have been better. the nite ended after a shoppin trip to a nite market, cant rmb which though. anyway, nite markets are fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2ND DAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bed was fantastic, tats wat i rmb. hahhas. cold weather again.  went to tis templ where smth irpic and funny happened hhahas. the fortune teller was very accurate though, scary. hahas. we went to tis shoppin mall and sis, bro and i ended up takin neos and playin bball. hahas. shoppin round the street then off to the nite market. hahas got my boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3RD DAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to hot springs today, thought it was a mixed one, which was kinda gross, but it was ok, reall relaxin. the oudoor and indoor hot spring was realli fantastic, the steam room was great too. went nite market again, this time we went to shilin nite market, the food and stuff there were simply great. hahas i will nvr forget th taste of the chicken cutlet there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4TH DAY: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to chiang kai shek memorial hall today, unfortunately, because of the political differences in taiwan beteween the pres and kuo min tang, the pres actually went to seal chiang kai shek memorial hall, which is realli stupid, but thankfully some of the stuff was shown in the conference room below it. everythin was so interestin, bits and pieces of hist.hahas. we went to the underground shoppin centre thn to this gigantic shoppin mall. thn nite market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5TH DAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the national museum today, the exhibits there were interestin. went back to the shoppin mall we went the day before t get some stuff. dinner was at the restaurant upstairs and the food there was realli fantastic.hhahas. went to nite market but stayed longer cause mom and dad went back to hotel first.  rainin made the weather colder but all the same, the weather was jus great. went to the clubs after puttin some dwn back at hotel. ahahs fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LAST DAY: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up super late and by the tie we were done we checked out, thn off to lunch then to airport. the transport tat was used to send us back to the airport was simply great, kudos to sis and the hotel. hahas the ride back to spore was a very peaceful one, no turbulences, disturbances unlike the way there. however, i miss taiwan, their weather, nite markets and loads others but i love spore cause my frens are all here. hahhas. o yea, i had con with mu nai yi's whn i went back, missed t after these 6 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pdFYD4lfI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qBxdYkReoM0/s1600-h/Image079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pdFYD4lfI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qBxdYkReoM0/s320/Image079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150531470791054834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pdFoD4lgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/sdFwENYVL8s/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pdFoD4lgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/sdFwENYVL8s/s320/Image073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150531475086022146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcwYD4lbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/lUF0_V8e3qo/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcwYD4lbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/lUF0_V8e3qo/s320/Image028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150531110013801906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;chiang kai shek monumental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcwYD4lcI/AAAAAAAAAJk/25w4gIT-q_U/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcwYD4lcI/AAAAAAAAAJk/25w4gIT-q_U/s320/Image032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150531110013801922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;outside hot springs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcwoD4ldI/AAAAAAAAAJs/fYatgPuKcBE/s1600-h/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcwoD4ldI/AAAAAAAAAJs/fYatgPuKcBE/s320/Image044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150531114308769234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;chiang kai shek and sun yat sen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcwoD4leI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ob5sQSYVSiQ/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcwoD4leI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ob5sQSYVSiQ/s320/Image070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150531114308769250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcOoD4lXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/8DIbjwsM-rM/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcOoD4lXI/AAAAAAAAAI8/8DIbjwsM-rM/s320/Image012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150530530193216882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;chiang kai shek memorial hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcOoD4lYI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Eur1oRaVYAs/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcOoD4lYI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Eur1oRaVYAs/s320/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150530530193216898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;jacuzzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcO4D4lZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XbkWEk97Go0/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcO4D4lZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/XbkWEk97Go0/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150530534488184210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Taipei 101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcO4D4laI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EyWF5U_Fex4/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pcO4D4laI/AAAAAAAAAJU/EyWF5U_Fex4/s320/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150530534488184226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pbhYD4lTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4gKLl21JtFc/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pbhYD4lTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4gKLl21JtFc/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150529752804136242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my lovely bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pbhoD4lUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/o-j73elxRdw/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pbhoD4lUI/AAAAAAAAAIk/o-j73elxRdw/s320/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150529757099103554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sam and sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pbhoD4lVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NzDQ16GvfwY/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pbhoD4lVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NzDQ16GvfwY/s320/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150529757099103570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pbjoD4lWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Cjns5vvbOp0/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pbjoD4lWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Cjns5vvbOp0/s320/Image007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150529791458841954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pZ6ID4lPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dDv_CC4gjsQ/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pZ6ID4lPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dDv_CC4gjsQ/s320/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150527978982642930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pZ6ID4lQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/G3y05hnRwaQ/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pZ6ID4lQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/G3y05hnRwaQ/s320/Image011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150527978982642946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;our toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pZ6ID4lRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/RbYrIeKTr4g/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pZ6ID4lRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/RbYrIeKTr4g/s320/Image017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150527978982642962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;xmas nite =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pZ6YD4lSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/r9abpTJ1AO4/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pZ6YD4lSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/r9abpTJ1AO4/s320/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150527983277610274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4467189556622911032?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4467189556622911032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=4467189556622911032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4467189556622911032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4467189556622911032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-from-taiwan-trip-so-nw-is-bloggin.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R3pdFYD4lfI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qBxdYkReoM0/s72-c/Image079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-2411906025976396613</id><published>2007-12-29T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T10:31:37.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;hey ppl, i still in taiwan nw, i miss this few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. MY BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. CALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. MU NAI YI'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. CHILLI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhhaas, silly eh. hm.. taiwan has been fun these few days, shoppin at nite market every nite, goin  to see sughts, but one thing i have to say, all boys are the same, no matter which country they are from. -.-" hahahs. shall nt specify. shall further update my blog whn i reach spore, rite nw usin my bro labtop. ill b back tmr, miss all those stuff, cnt wait for the nite outin with the mu nai yi's on new year's eve. hahhas. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-2411906025976396613?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/2411906025976396613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;since im goin taiwan tmr, so here i shall wish everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;TM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-5481349956662019869?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/5481349956662019869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=5481349956662019869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5481349956662019869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5481349956662019869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/12/since-im-goin-taiwan-tmr-so-here-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-4014992790951667216</id><published>2007-12-24T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:53.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ok jus a brief update on today. mornin went to c doc, thn went to mom office. met cous there thn we went to meet wc at the mrt station. hahas my cousin was super uneasy i guess. haha lols. we reahced arts theatre and apparently, we were the onli ones there apart form those alr in the audition. hahas jocelyn and xin wei, i think tats their names, psps. they r super nice and comical though, they reached then they were discussin bout some stuff. hahas lols. ok was rather awkward hahas. ok, ming li came thn started crappin and stuff thn made me freak out. hahas. somehow news travel fast and the three of them alr no about *ahem. hahas. met up with jh, yh n jas at arts theatre.surprisingly, all mu nai yi wore whit today, sl n i were jokin tat tq sure wont de, so nt tat coincidental, but surprise, whn he came, he was also wearin white. hahas. tq was late and sl came out frm the audition. had some heartfelt talk thn after they went for audition and came out, we went to take pics with gu lao shi and with his help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jas had to go off first n wc led us to pastamania and had to take cab off le. dinner was funnaye, too much tabasco sauce on my spegetti resulted in an excess spiciness and it was too sour. we all crapped a lot, played truth or dare with tq, sl, yh n jh. hahas the dare was to crink this digustin concoction made by yh. hahas it even hd peas in it, but sooner dwn the game, everyone eventually drank it. asked loads of questions n stuff thn jh had to go off, and the 4 of us were yet again talkin till late at night. hahhas. so deja vu, onli cept this time nt at macs. talked for an hour plus thn we left there to go opp to chat then we chnged place eventually to this closed starbucks cafe. talked thn had to go off cause dad wanted fetch. anyway, today was one of the most memorable and fun xmas eve i ever had. hahahs, con ltr with thm, plannin to thon which is ok for me since my flight tmr is 6 in the mornin which means i gtta wake up around 4 ba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2-9ZYD4lNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gjEfMbjwO7M/s1600-h/321+%2813%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2-9ZYD4lNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/gjEfMbjwO7M/s320/321+%2813%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147541142760887506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where we talked, isnt this place gorgeous, perfect soothing envrionment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2-9ZoD4lOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vQJb2CWwMIQ/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2-9ZoD4lOI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vQJb2CWwMIQ/s320/Image006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147541147055854818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. ics with gu lao shi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2-8UID4lII/AAAAAAAAAHE/YdaAT7YHWv0/s1600-h/321+%2812%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2-8UID4lII/AAAAAAAAAHE/YdaAT7YHWv0/s320/321+%2812%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147539953054946434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our whole grp wore white today, it wasnt planned. tai you mo qi le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2-8T4D4lFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4e2Q-b-MmDY/s1600-h/321+%289%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2-8T4D4lFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4e2Q-b-MmDY/s320/321+%289%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147539948759979090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2-9YYD4lMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VVUGFG9rxJ0/s1600-h/321+%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2-9YYD4lMI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VVUGFG9rxJ0/s320/321+%288%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147541125581018306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas lols, taken by sl. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4014992790951667216?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4014992790951667216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=4014992790951667216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4014992790951667216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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roman;"&gt;this mornin is a rather slacked one, woke up and started packin for the taiwan trip which is on tues. watched tv thn went for a nap, dear woke up my nap but after hearin his call, i fell back asleep. hahas. fin packin after i woke up n dear called again. chatted with him thn went for dinner. watched tv and nw im facin this com typin out this stuff. hahas. well, hopefully i feel much better thn i m feelin nw before the trip. goin to everton to c dr pang tmr for some med. o yea, xmas eve dinner tmr with mummies. =) hm.. 6 days is so long.. will b cut off from communication.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4275155057407983283?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4275155057407983283/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-716921252902417973</id><published>2007-12-21T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T20:50:59.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;i finally changed my blogskin after lke half a year. hahas. i was too attached to the old one i guess, but jui de bu qu, xin de bu lai ma. hahas lols. hm.. yst went mom office again, everythin was quite mundane cept for the fact i wasnt feelin too well, so ended up slpin for a while, whn i woke up this foreigner wanted to do mani and padi, so cindy and i did for her, but we did half way, well, whn cindy did half way, i havent even started yet, she said she doesnt want to do it anymore thn she say will pay us half the cash amt. so we went to the counter, thn she ran off. cindy and i stared at each other and ended up laughin instead of chasin her. and of course got a scoldin from mom. hahas. after tat met for dinner with tq, sl n jh. hahas. jh had to leave first and onli left the 3 of us. we talked n ate frm 5 to 9. longest ever. broke the record. hahas. it was rather interestin casue i gt high and started playin with sl soft toy mushroom thn after tt i asked them super weird qstions. hahas well, it was entertainin. reached hm, no convo yst nite cuase too lil ppl so ended up doin blogskin and findin for wc. tsk, hard to find guys blogskin but eventually managed to find a few nice ones. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-716921252902417973?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/716921252902417973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;patience, patience yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;take each other by the hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;let us walk together yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;to the promise land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;today was another early mornin for me. slcked by watchin tv. met up with the rest at city hall mrt. onli jh n yh was there, tq was late, wc would come ltr and jas was late too. we were a lil disappointed by the lil turnout. but it was eventually ok, was fun =) went to eat lunch, thn wc came. xchnged some stuff, then we went to k box, the girls played a prank by goin to a lingerie shop to test the boy's reaction, and true enough t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hey hurriedly walked away. we went k box but cause the no. decreased frm 10 to 6 so thn hrs for singin n the room was decreased, but anyway, it was still fun though, the ah ma tuan ti were so high. hahas n the guys were obligin enough, anyway, it was realli fun and the 4hrs jus felt too short. mayb plannin another kbox outin but this time with kbox queen sl. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;after k box we went to meet sl at suntec for dinner. yh's oyster spaghetti became smth i could make fun off. hahas details shall be avoided. went to marina square, jh n jas left first, so the rest went to mac to talk. wc had to go off so it was the same no. of ppl who went to mac's yet again like the other time at tp. and we talked for an hour plus, as long as the other time. discussed many interestin topics yet again, one that i rmb was of my impression to eveyone in drama camp on the first day. hahahs, thankfully i decided to go back on the 2nd day, if not i wont b able to meet them and i wnt b able to meet ... hahas =) we talked about patience too but shall leave it at that. went home with tq and we discussed audi. hahas lols. all in all, it was a realli fun day. real bad sorethroat now, not feelin tat well, c if goin work tmr ba. fisherman's friend =D hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2qC64D4lEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Aly_OuVkxsQ/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2qC64D4lEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Aly_OuVkxsQ/s320/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146069472216912962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4135665847053282675?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4135665847053282675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=4135665847053282675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4135665847053282675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4135665847053282675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/12/patience-patience-yeah-take-each-other.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2qC64D4lEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Aly_OuVkxsQ/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-5709742880184682794</id><published>2007-12-18T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T15:24:38.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;apparently air con aint that great, i woke up at 5 am in the mornin which gives me onli 5 hrs of slp yst nite. i think 2mnths of sleepin without the aircon has made my body accustomed and made the air con too cold, i woke up in the middle of the night cold as hell. tmr night ill go back to the fan, well at least for a while. freezing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-5709742880184682794?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/5709742880184682794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=5709742880184682794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5709742880184682794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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down inside we want to believe they still do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And a secret is taught, it's our favourite part of the story &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Let's just admit we all want to make it too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;woken up super early this mornin by noises and strangers in my house, all thanks to the renovation of my house. hahas its ok, all for the sake of my air con. hee. after waking up super early, i went to the toilet to slp cause it was the onli place that wasnt dusty or filled with drillin sounds. slept for super long there. msged wc thn etc. was walkin out whn i stepped on glass, dman pain la, but luckily didnt go in my sole, so it wasnt that bad. van called me after she got her results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS BABY =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas, met up with her n brenda after that. went to great world for sushi and ice cream, havent hung out with them for ages, its been too long. hahas. we had dinner at subway where van said a phrase that gt us laughin non stop, to the extend that we cant even fin out food. she said "nanny, dont eat while you are eating", what she wanted to say was "nanny, dont talk while you are eating cause i cant understand wad u sayin" hahhas. walked whole of great world. there was one incident. brenda n i went to hide from van so we could scare her, so while we were hidin, i saw a shadow n thought it was her, so i jumped out n said boo. thn it turned out to be a woman holdin her baby, thn she thought we were crazy. hahas, super pai seh can. hahas. went home after that. apparently, my air con is fixed, mommy says there is no need for the ppl to come again, hahas finally, air con after 2 long months. hahas hee =)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-6132290026644845255?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/6132290026644845255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=6132290026644845255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6132290026644845255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6132290026644845255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/12/storybook-endings-fairy-tales-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-2425146059110383561</id><published>2007-12-16T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:53.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;16/12/07 &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a special day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2e6ZoD4lCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/o_gWPlitRao/s1600-h/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R2e6ZoD4lCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/o_gWPlitRao/s320/Image096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145286048707286050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tx jas for the pic ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-2425146059110383561?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/2425146059110383561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=2425146059110383561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The music playing on for only two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So close together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And when I’m with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;So close to feeling alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;outing with tai qun, siew li, jun hong, yun hui and wei chen. this week had 2 outins, tues was with jh, yh n wc, off to suntec for movie and supposedly studyin. watched enchanted. great soundtrack and show.&lt;br /&gt;met wc this mornin to take photo thn yh reached followed by jh, thn sl, but tq was late for an hour. hahas, went to the arcade at great world, played daytona, loser had to kiss the steering wheel, and we had 2 rounds at first, yh n i lost so we kissed. but,someone's happiness was short lived cause he los the last round he had to kiss the steering wheel. hahahs. played time crisi, ddr with yh and air hockey. met up with van n brenda, seeing them after what felt like such a long time was realli great and they told me bout some stuff and opinions. hahahs. had dinner at tiong at moss burger where we sat there for a very long time talking about some stuff, and smehow we came to the topic of jokes, and our jokes were very censored. hahahs. sl had to go off and the rest of us went to watch golden compass. it was a rather good film except for the fact that it had no proper ending. a serious cliffhanger. well, jus have to wait for golden compass 2. dinner/supper after tat at grillers.&lt;br /&gt; 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href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/12/music-playing-on-for-only-two-so-close.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-4533990517508975035</id><published>2007-12-10T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T03:36:51.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i know this could be nothing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;but this could be something at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;its time to let nature take its cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;today has been a rather tiring day, started off in the morning when mom suddenly asked if i wanna help her out at her office since her helper isnt here. so i agreed. went there to do manicure for others. the funniest thing happened, in came 3 guys who were walkin outside mom's shop for the longest time, and they decided to come in for a manicure. it was so funny to see them stumblin in cause the three of them were teenage boys who looked realli manish, erm, they looked like ppl who will do manicures onli if it was the last thing on earth. so i asked them if they wanted to put nail polish and they said i could decide, so i did the package for the first one, and i painted his nails red. but he didnt complain, so i asked the 2nd one n the 3rd and all said anything is fine, so i painted one blue and another black, hahas,  well, i got my commission anyway. rather fun, but after those 3 guys there were no more customers that wanted manicures, all wanted facials and stuff so the rest of my day was spent quite leisurely, truth be told, it was soo boring, thankfully isabelle was msg-in me, otherwise i would definitely fall asleep. hm.. decidin if i should go back to help tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4533990517508975035?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4533990517508975035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=4533990517508975035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4533990517508975035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4533990517508975035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-know-this-could-be-nothing-but-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-1700690383421813460</id><published>2007-12-08T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:54.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1uf2ZWCkSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/4X7gWrU892E/s1600-h/Wc+lookalike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1uf2ZWCkSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/4X7gWrU892E/s320/Wc+lookalike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141879156438634786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;hahas dont ur think this looks like someone? ppl who went to tm the other day will no :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-1700690383421813460?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/1700690383421813460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-8716011916493254565</id><published>2007-12-08T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:55.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;after reading jasmine's blog started to realli miss drama camp, so decided to blog bout it too. those 6 days were memorable and even after weeks i still miss it. friendships were formed and many of us have gotten closer after it, some even closer after it, through our conferences and meetings. hopefully we will not drift too far next year either. faced with challenges, doubts and questions now. anyway, cant wait till nxt wk or the wk ater that for our mini outin and gatherin, hopefully everyone can make it. anyway, some pics, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all stolen from jas blog&lt;/span&gt; :D hee. anyway, SIEW LI, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ufPJWCkMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/IihgHkrEfwI/s1600-h/Image144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ufPJWCkMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/IihgHkrEfwI/s320/Image144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141878482128769218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ufPJWCkNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ycm-zbRrtsI/s1600-h/Image154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ufPJWCkNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Ycm-zbRrtsI/s320/Image154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141878482128769234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ufPZWCkOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PSaxrW5m5xI/s1600-h/Image155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ufPZWCkOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PSaxrW5m5xI/s320/Image155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141878486423736546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ufPZWCkPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/20QH8MjCsrw/s1600-h/Image098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ufPZWCkPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/20QH8MjCsrw/s320/Image098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141878486423736562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ue3JWCkHI/AAAAAAAAAE0/u74o-KyJoXU/s1600-h/1_215390726l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ue3JWCkHI/AAAAAAAAAE0/u74o-KyJoXU/s320/1_215390726l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141878069811908722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ue3JWCkII/AAAAAAAAAE8/ilZTI5pldIE/s1600-h/DSC01505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ue3JWCkII/AAAAAAAAAE8/ilZTI5pldIE/s320/DSC01505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141878069811908738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ue3ZWCkJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/IqNzbBgJAzI/s1600-h/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ue3ZWCkJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/IqNzbBgJAzI/s320/Image057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141878074106876050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ue3ZWCkKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/T0dpZzdO_H4/s1600-h/Image133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ue3ZWCkKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/T0dpZzdO_H4/s320/Image133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141878074106876066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ue3ZWCkLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aAXZZIHac4A/s1600-h/Image143a%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ue3ZWCkLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aAXZZIHac4A/s320/Image143a%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141878074106876082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice pics rite?? all thnx to jasmine. hahhas go c her blog for more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-8716011916493254565?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/8716011916493254565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=8716011916493254565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8716011916493254565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8716011916493254565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/12/after-reading-jasmines-blog-started-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1ufPJWCkMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/IihgHkrEfwI/s72-c/Image144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-6657584201635575986</id><published>2007-12-08T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T21:20:18.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;no matter what people say about love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;they'll always be back for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yst went to ulu pandan to help out. met wei chen, siewli, tai qun, jasmine, jun hong and yun hui. jas, jh and i stayed in the control room to help out with the lights and sound, some parts were rather screwed up but other thn that it was quite successful, onli thing bad bout that place is the air con, made me freeze to death. lunch after that. wc had to go off while the rest of us stayed there to chat for a while then ran in the pourin rain. jas n i sheltered ourcelves with our jackets and didnt bother if we'll get wet or sick cause it was fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went tm and slacked there. played the arcade and the air hockey match was really fun. havent been to the arcade in ages. we went to kiddy palace and amused ourselves there. hahas. sometimes i just cant help but going all soft for those cute soft toys. hahas. jh had to go off then the rest of us continued walkin.the toilet there for the female is totally awesome, there is a make up section and sofa in the toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. cool. jh had to go off. thn jas went to meet her fren, we were goin off but then somehow ended up at macs for dinner and somehow stayed there to chat for 3 hrs plus. went home and chatted on msn for conference.  mini outin next week, cant wait :)&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-6657584201635575986?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/6657584201635575986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;today has truly been a fcuked up day. first i met a perv who showed my his damn "family jewels", then when i went frenster i found out tat a philipine girl has been usin my pic as her dp n been addin n chattin up wif ppl n they think tat she's me. then ppl came to ask me y i had 2 frenster acc, n tis gal is tis bloody despo chick who onli adds guys. today has truly been a bloody fcuked up day. hopefully tmr will get better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-277763975108830914?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/277763975108830914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;nice song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Daughtry Over You Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Now that it's all said and done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I can't believe you were the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;To build me up and tear me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Like an old abandoned house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;What you said when you left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Fell to far, was in way to deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I guess I let you get the best of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Well I never saw it coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I should of started running &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;A long long time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;More than you, More than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm slowly getting closure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I guess it's really over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm finally getting better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Now I'm picking up the pieces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;from spending all of these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Putting my heart back together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The day I thought I'd never get through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I got over you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;You took a hammer to these walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;dragged the memories down the hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Packed your bags and walked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;There was nothing I could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;When you slammed the front door shut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;A lot of others opened up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So did my eyes so I could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;That you never were the best for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Well I never saw it coming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I should of started running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;A long long time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;More than you More than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;[Over You lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm slowly getting closure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I guess it's really over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm finally getting better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And I'm picking up the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;From spending all of these these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Putting my heart back together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Cause the day I thought I'd never get through I got over you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Well I never saw it coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I should of started running &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;A long long time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm better off without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;More than you, More than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Well I never saw it coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I should of started running &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;A long long time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And i never thought I'd doubt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;More than you, More than you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm slowly getting closure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I guess it's really over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm finally getting better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Now I'm picking up the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;From spending all of these years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Putting My heart back together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Oh Ooooooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Now I'm putting my heart back together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;oh Ooooooooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Cause I got over you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I got over you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I got over you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Cause the day I thought I'd never get through I got over you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-4487059104147639765?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/4487059104147639765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=4487059104147639765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4487059104147639765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/4487059104147639765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/12/nice-song-daughtry-over-you-lyrics-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-2656603518055225514</id><published>2007-12-02T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T23:34:22.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;what comes around goes around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;what goes up must come down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a intriguing conference last night. talked bout the inhumanity of some ppl. ever heard of anyone crushin kittens by steppin on them, i was researchin whn i came upon this website, which has these pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;http://www.snopes.com/photos/gruesome/crushvideo.asp &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the web site. although it is undetermined whether it is true of false because the website doesnt wan to, its quite obvious. i asked my fren from shanghai n she said tat, its true, videos of ppl steppin on kittens are sold,apparently called crush videos and apparently, its popular. in the website it shows this woman who steps n kills this kitten with her stiletto heels and unfortunately, its true and the pics shown are true too. and the bitch who did tat is nt even arrested, china doesnt have legal  regulation to stop this kind of actions. the woman n the producer who filmed this are scot free.  and the irony of it all, the woman who stepped n killed the kitten is a nurse that saves lives. n the producer gt away frm punishment because he apologised. this is bullshit. wat the hell did the kitten do to those assholes. the pics shown which are real show how the kitten died, hw gruesome its death was. pardon me for being emotional but i think that this kind of actions reflect how inhumane humans can be. if its a crime for killin humans, shouldnt it be the same for torturing and being cruel to animals. i jus think its nt fair that some ppl can get away scot free after doin this kinds of inhumane actions, but apparently its alrite jus because its towards animals, not humans. sometimes, humans can jus surprise u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-2656603518055225514?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/2656603518055225514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=2656603518055225514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/2656603518055225514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/2656603518055225514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-comes-around-goes-around-what-goes.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-740765047238151431</id><published>2007-12-01T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T10:34:19.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;so many donuts in one night is bad judgment. fever and hoarse throat is horrible. and on top of all that, cant slp due to the tea from dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-740765047238151431?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/740765047238151431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=740765047238151431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/740765047238151431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/740765047238151431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-many-donuts-in-one-night-is-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-8708931724727378380</id><published>2007-12-01T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:56.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;dinner at suntec at crystal jade, have no idea how we ended back there again. hahahs. befor tat met ai lao shi n her bf at mom's office, there are a compatible couple actually, her bf looks very refined. after dinner we went donut shoppin. :D donut factory = loves. at gnc mom was rather hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;bro: i need to get the orange and lemon energy gel for competition tmr. taste horrible&lt;br /&gt;mom: huh, u buy gel for wad? where do u apply it on?&lt;br /&gt;bro: i alr said it tastes horrible, where do u think ill put it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;mom: oo, on ur face?&lt;br /&gt;bro: no, i eat it, tats the reason why it is flavored.&lt;br /&gt;mom: oo, i thought the flavor makes it smell nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they crack me up sometimes, this reminds me of the square vcd. shall blog bout it some other time, hahas these are weird antics of my family, but this is the reason y i love them so.played arcade with my bro then went to watch fred clause after that, it was ok. a family movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1GI4JWCkFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/N4lSI7Ty49Y/s1600-R/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1GI4JWCkFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-AxeuZAt6Wk/s320/Image044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139039147968860242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;the beauty of it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1GI4pWCkGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/64wubsLqNhM/s1600-R/Image045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1GI4pWCkGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/JHknKLxYq7w/s320/Image045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139039156558794850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;like i said, donuts = love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-8708931724727378380?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/8708931724727378380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=8708931724727378380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8708931724727378380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/8708931724727378380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/12/dinner-at-suntec-at-crystal-jade-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1GI4JWCkFI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-AxeuZAt6Wk/s72-c/Image044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-9210007534648320864</id><published>2007-11-30T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:56.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;you know the world can see us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a way that's different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; than who we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;creating space between us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'til we're separate hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;mornin was spent goin to ulu pandan cc. lols, funny story. met up with yh n jh at the mrt, walked to the underpass, then we thought we would get there, so told wc there was no need to direct us le, but the next min we realised we were lost, so ended up callin him. hahas, but, due to mis- communication we got even more lost. hahahs. then after i put jh on the phne, we got to the right place, which goes to show, im bad with directions. hahas. ulu pandan cc is a huge place, 9 floors. after we met up with ai lao shi, we went to help the kids. make up n stuff. there was this super cute 4 yr old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; kid. so adorable. thn yh went to help backstage while jh n i went to help with the sound n lighting,. wc met us for lunch where i had a "disturbin" lunch. hahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auditions that night was rather tiring. went there at 8 but liu lao shi onli came at 945. the few of us had a good chat before that. did some stuff during the audition, realli tiring. hahas.went for supper at lau pat sat after tat. kopi o were there too. after tat everyone called it a night. losin my voice soon. horrible sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1DiHJWCkEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4vd0S2UimvM/s1600-R/56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R1DiHJWCkEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HyWgWcAOWl0/s320/56.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138855787225059394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-9210007534648320864?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/9210007534648320864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=9210007534648320864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/9210007534648320864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/9210007534648320864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-know-world-can-see-us-in-way-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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Choose 5 people to do this after you completed yours .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;3. Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;4. Start your post with; I have been tagged !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I have been tagged by yun hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;FAVOURITES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Favourite Colour: black, purple and green. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Favourite Food: DONUTS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Favourite Movie: The holiday.(&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Favourite Sport: swimming n jogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Favourite Day: friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Favourite Season: winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Favourite Ice-cream: ben and jerry and mud pie!  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;CURRENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Current Mood: lost :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Current Clothes: pyjamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Current Desktop: window XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Current Time: 11:30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Current Surroundings: peaceful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Current Annoyance: weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;First Best Friend: vanessa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;First Lie: cant rmb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;First Music: cant mrb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;LASTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Last drink:water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Last Car Ride: just nw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Last Crush:ages ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Last Phone Call: at 12, conference &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Last CD played: yst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Have you ever dated one of your good friends: yeap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Have you ever broke the law: Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Have you ever been arrested: nopee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Have you ever been on TV: once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Have you ever kissed someone you don`t know: NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;5 things you are good at: reading, sleeping, conferencing, going out and eating :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;4 things you've done today: sleep, watch tv, go out; conference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Things you can hear right now: sound of the tv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;5 People to tag: vanessa, vanessa, zhi xian, cs and brenda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-6788738667103428005?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/6788738667103428005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=6788738667103428005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6788738667103428005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6788738667103428005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/11/following-without-complaint.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-2373129207518896405</id><published>2007-11-27T01:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:56.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R0vmR88A4DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/X4BD2_shSwQ/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R0vmR88A4DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/X4BD2_shSwQ/s320/Image000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137452996036190258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donut Cravin fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was mundane as usual. went for breakfast/lunch with grandma n stuff at safra. after eatin met up with brenda n van n played pool. hahahs our pool skills have seriously deteriorated. but nvm, we had fun. hahhas. after tat went central. i seriously think i was such a pig, for lunch i had pepper lunch meal, 12 mini donuts and caramel ice cream, o ya, drink too. hahhas im  becomin such a pig, but food is so irrisistable. n diets are nt meant for me. hahhas i dont believe in starvin myself, but excercisin is gd. so after i came back i finally resumed joggin. hahhas. o ya, van was zi highin jus nw again. being totally lame n random. hahhas. ok tats bought it for today. dono if have con ltr on.. 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title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R0vmR88A4DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/X4BD2_shSwQ/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-7193159700700003006</id><published>2007-11-24T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T21:44:09.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;disenchanted by your words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;so dazed, so lost.&lt;br /&gt;but a sense of relief is crawling in&lt;br /&gt;finally been set free and its the end of  implications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;today is kinda borin. nothin much to do, woke up early cause it has become a habit for me these past 6 days. watched tv, used com, msged ppl. yea tats abt it, dont feel like goin out, so didnt meet them. had a random convo last nite. hahas. suddenly feel so weird without havin to wake up early or havin nothin to do. seriously miss school and camp now, both are over le. bored.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-7193159700700003006?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R0gluc8A34I/AAAAAAAAAC8/XfTU49uOLgg/s1600-h/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R0gluc8A34I/AAAAAAAAAC8/XfTU49uOLgg/s320/Image057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136396854988169090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R0glus8A36I/AAAAAAAAADM/rXcOgb5pxko/s1600-h/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R0glus8A36I/AAAAAAAAADM/rXcOgb5pxko/s320/Image073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136396859283136418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;loads of photos today. today was a serious sentimental day, everyone had waterworks. the performance from the grp went quite smoothly, even though we were soft cause of the mikes. the games was fun too. wan yong pin was done every well by them n jasmine n i had fun playin ding deng da yan.lao gong cried after the grp dance, leadin me to tears too. nvr expected my self to miss this camp, but i truly do. friendships were formed and everyone became closer through these 6 days. im realli gonna miss them so much. after the performance n stuff we had the buffet thingy, some went off but the rest of us who stayed had a lot of fun, we dance, shouted, played, and now every bone in my body is sore, but i dont care, cause we had a lot of fun and i feel realli glad to have known this ppl. i miss u guys loads. meet up soon kay? MU NAI YI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-6305589882577502389?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/6305589882577502389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=6305589882577502389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6305589882577502389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/6305589882577502389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/11/loads-of-photos-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R0glus8A35I/AAAAAAAAADE/Y1WgaAsW3Fg/s72-c/Image072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-2140284575764518883</id><published>2007-11-22T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:58.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R0WLUs8A32I/AAAAAAAAACs/k098l9kYMWU/s1600-h/drama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R0WLUs8A32I/AAAAAAAAACs/k098l9kYMWU/s320/drama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135664137862438754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;been in drama camp these few days, it started off realli bad for me due to some issues i had with my mom, but im glad i went. formed bonds there with ppl i would have nvr known. n they are all a bunch of great ppl. realli nice. well, 2 more days till camp ends, im realli gonna miss them, its been a hell of a ride. realli enjoyed myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mu nai yi, woosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-2140284575764518883?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/R0WLUs8A32I/AAAAAAAAACs/k098l9kYMWU/s72-c/drama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-3511570680113175635</id><published>2007-11-18T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T07:27:59.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;as time passes you by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;you become negligent to certain things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;only when it is shown to you right in your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;will you realise of its importance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHALET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, chalet was quite fun, onli bad thing was that it was to short, no choice since prom n grad day was th nxt day. first day of chalet was spent singin ktv n buyin barbecue stuff for the barbecue. at nite was the barbecue followed by the "cold" jacuzzi. well, it was amusin enough, a cold jacuzzi, but somehow, everyone had fun. i had yet again over estimated my own booze lvl. im a serious bad drunk, n the worst thing is i dont even no, sad thing is, there is evidence against me. talk abt embarrassment. hopefully, they never see the light of day. apparently, i did some weird stuff tat nite, things i never expected myself  to do. hahahs lols. well, grad day was alrite, prom was fun. seein ur classmates and frens transformations was fun.everyone looked absolutely marvelous. that nite after prom was an interestin and perhaps addictive one. hahhas, shall leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FAREWELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfren's farewell was a sob fest, everythin wasnt goin tat well in the mornin, perhaps because of me, i was bein obnoxious in the mornin, had no idea why either, jus felt super moody. totally apologise to you guys. anyway, after we reached the airport, the idea that julie was leavin didnt sink in yet. cs and the others kept remindin me nt to start cryin, otherwise, it would be even tougher for julie when she leaves. i agreed and realli tried to, however, when it was time for her to go, i jus couldnt help it, had to turn away, but it didnt help, cause julie cried and so did everyone else. it was realli tough to stop cryin, julie was a great fren to me these past 2 yrs, it was realli tough for me to see her leave. but eventually, we stopped cryin. despite the fact that we would keep in contact, ill still miss her bad, she was my house of dead 4 partner, sounds lame, but it realli means smth. its onli been a day, but even today, i had to resist the urge to ask her out. ill miss her much, but thankfully, technology is advanced. hahhahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, off to camp tmr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-3511570680113175635?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/3511570680113175635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=3511570680113175635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;What am I supposed to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  With all these blues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  Haunting me, everywhere, no matter what I do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  Watching the candle flicker out in the evening glow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  I cant let go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  When will this night be over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  I didn't mean to fall in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  And baby there's a name for what you put me through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  It isn't love, it's robbery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  I'm sleeping with the ghost of you and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  Seen a lot of broken hearts go sailing by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  Phantom ships, lost at sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  And one of them is mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  Raising my glass, I sing a toast to the midnight sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  I wonder why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  The stars don't seem to guide me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  I didn't mean to fall in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  And baby there's a name for what you put me through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  It isn't love, it's robbery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  I'm sleeping with the ghost of you and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  The ghost of you and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  When will it set me free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  I hear the voices call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  Following footsteps down the hall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  Trying to save what's left of my heart and soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  Watching the candle flicker out in the evening glow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  I can't let go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  When will this night be over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  I didn't mean to fall in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  And baby there's a name for what you put me through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  It isn't love, it's robbery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  I'm sleeping with the ghost of you and me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  I didn't mean to fall in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  And baby there's a name for what you put me through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  It isn't love, it's robbery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;  I'm sleeping with the ghost of you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-5634012195368816769?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/5634012195368816769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=5634012195368816769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5634012195368816769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5634012195368816769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/11/ghost-of-you-and-me-what-am-i-supposed.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-5995345781442561277</id><published>2007-11-09T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T05:09:23.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;love is a complicated issue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ive been a councilor to my frens many times and vice versa on this issue, despite everything, everyone still tries to to fall in love, as though it was a grand thing, to a certain extend, i guess thats true. the feeling of someone loving you and taking care of you is somewhat comforting. but the hurt that a person can feel from it is just horrible, unbelievable that it can be survived from, but it can. so doing foolish things when you're out of love is just stupid. it may feel as though its the onli thing left to be done, but its not. and there is no point in doing it, cause you'll just end up hurting yourself. everyone's been down that road, but the support from your friends makes everything better, even just a little. we've all been hurt, but sometimes, despite the heartache, you have to remind yourself, even if its hard, that its these experiances that make you a better person instead of letting it beat you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this whole post is dedicated to __. please, dont be foolish, i no you will read my blog, so please, we are all worried about you, we love you, so please dont do anything stupid, you can always talk to us. i know its hard but try to be strong, you know you can. we'll alw be there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-5995345781442561277?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/5995345781442561277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=5995345781442561277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5995345781442561277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5995345781442561277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/11/love-is-complicated-issue.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-5953278882956403381</id><published>2007-11-08T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:59.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;im gonna miss boyfriend loads, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;she's leaving and its so soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; im gonna miss all the times that we spent.its onli been 2 years but we've been tight. time passes by so fast, despite all our bickering and such, i realli love her loadsss and im realli gonna miss her. all the times that we spent, all the laughter we shared together, all that is just irreplaceable. everyone is goin to hve a sobfest at the airport and i dont think ill b able to stop. some good things have to come to an end i guess. im just bein sentimental again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/RzRaM2KLsGI/AAAAAAAAACk/QoNg-zIFIB0/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/RzRaM2KLsGI/AAAAAAAAACk/QoNg-zIFIB0/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130825052224991330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;loves &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-5953278882956403381?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/5953278882956403381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=5953278882956403381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5953278882956403381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/5953278882956403381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-gonna-miss-boyfriend-loads-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/RzRaM2KLsGI/AAAAAAAAACk/QoNg-zIFIB0/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-7770526332364739874</id><published>2007-11-07T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:16:59.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;As the days draw nearer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;the idea of you leaving finally sinks in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;time just keeps getting faster,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;while the time we spend just gets lesser&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;bloggin cause someone claims my blog is dead :D.&lt;br /&gt;today was prom dress shoppin with the girls. my feet is officially killin me. met up with julie and may in the mornin and went dress huntin, luckily for me, my dress hunt was satisfied long ago. msged B and went on with our shoppin. after a long day of walking around shops, we finally settled with a dress and hees for julie, low met us, so did qian and cs. went off to my mom's shop and looked for heels and dresses again. i finally got the perfect prom shoes. hee. while may and i was walkin, pl n cs were commentin how may n i looked like a pl couple jus cause we both were wearin shorts and cardigan and had straight hair, then she asked us to hold hands then she took photo  -.-" hahahs, lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;went over to marina but cs and qr had to go off first, then may found her perfect dress. super happy can. hahhas. then went over to subway for a super late dinner, then low came over and we did some stuff. yeap, tired but cant wait till tmr. east coast. 7 more days till boyfriend goes to america. saddens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/RzHkrezEsOI/AAAAAAAAACc/MJg5CiFl9mE/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/RzHkrezEsOI/AAAAAAAAACc/MJg5CiFl9mE/s320/Image065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130132886204494050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/RzHkrOzEsLI/AAAAAAAAACE/mK4KDnH3xzQ/s1600-h/Image043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/RzHkrOzEsLI/AAAAAAAAACE/mK4KDnH3xzQ/s320/Image043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130132881909526706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;boyfriend&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/RzHkrOzEsMI/AAAAAAAAACM/oocQHkt70OI/s1600-h/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rnqDPS-Pj24/RzHkrOzEsMI/AAAAAAAAACM/oocQHkt70OI/s320/Image062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130132881909526722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;wonderful memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-7770526332364739874?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/7770526332364739874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=7770526332364739874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/7770526332364739874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/7770526332364739874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-days-draw-nearer-idea-of-you-leaving.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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/_rnqDPS-Pj24/RzHkrezEsOI/AAAAAAAAACc/MJg5CiFl9mE/s72-c/Image065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28989266.post-2668190502770318762</id><published>2007-10-16T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T20:48:37.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you're becoming mre and mre like a stranger to me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no longer able to understand the things that you do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how did this happen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;had lessons in the mornin. well, i totally forgt bout the prct briefing n when cs called me, i had to quickly get dressed n everything. pon chem after tat n we made plans to go swimmin. met them at 12 plus to go to jurong east swimmin pool. suta, cs, qian n julie. it was quite fun, had a mood as though o's were alr over whn it hadnt even started. when we reached there, it turned out tat the ride we had wanted to ride was under maintainence.  but we still had fun. hahahs. we were so moisy tat we were aske to keep quiet by the life guard more than once. hahahs. it was realli a rather fun day. after everythin, we&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;went to eat at pizzahut, cum kfc. talked quite a lot, but where we were gonna go after sec sch, wat we were gonna do. i guessed tat kinda motivated me. seein my frens determined to go where they want to, somehow, that made me feel even more determined than i alr was to keep striving for my goal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;i have this mental image in my head of where everyone would be in 10 years time. all of us acheiving what we had hoped for, everyone working hard, and at the same time, keeping the bond tat we had in secondary school. this 4 years have been the best, there were its ups and downs, but despite everything, i love where i am today. i love the fact that im graduating but at the saem time, realli scared n sentimental, but i no that this 4 years was a great experiance. went through many things and i no tat these kind of things help me to become even stronger in the future. right now, i honestly cant wait till o's are over. practicals are tmr, jus have to do my best   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-2668190502770318762?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/2668190502770318762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=2668190502770318762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/2668190502770318762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/2668190502770318762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/10/youre-becoming-mre-and-mre-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-7994321381226420987</id><published>2007-10-06T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T02:00:58.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;so much time has past us by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;was it wrong to run in circles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;without knowing if it was right or wrong.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;i never would have expected to say this, well, at least not so soon. yesterday was officially the last day of schl for the sec four students, without knowing, 10 months have gone by, if it wasnt for the calender or the daily reminders from my parents about o's, i still would hae thought that i was in sec 3. there is so much not yet said, so much that i havent done yet, so here goes. i was reading xian's blog, so i guess i got a little sentimental. this year was realli an "adventurous" year, friendships both made and broken but one thing tat had been constant would be the cals. they are a constant reminder to me that i have to get through every day, some of us knew each other long ago while some of us oni formed our bonds this year. but despite that, i feel as though this friendship had been formed for ages. cs, xian, sa, qian n julie. this ppl are jus great, despite at times we squabble n make fun of each other but, hahas, frens through n through.. ok xian im so gna copy right frm u but i need to say this. hahahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;xian, thanx for being there fr me whenever i need you. i can still rmb at the beginnin of this year because of particular reasons i was a mess, thanx to u, everything got better casue i knew i could count on u. those post its u gave me, every single one of them is still on my desk pinned, casue they realli mean a lot to me. thank you for everthing, i seriously cannot thank you enough for everything. i love you loads. hahahs. luckily we stay near each other, hhahas, i m so gna irritate you next year by harassing u. hahahs, ok i think its gonna b the other way round.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;cs, hahas, xing de, you are alw the person callin me yuan de can, hahahs, until eventually everone called me tat. aiyo, now so confused, dono whether to call u xing de or shi fang de lo. hahahs. anyway, i onli got to no u better this year, but despite the short time, i still love you n u hve been a great friend, when faced with many prob this year, i knew i could ask you for advice. hahahs. thanx for everything, n this year i didnt get to smear u with black cream, be careful next year k, hahahs, i m determined to get u with black cream. hahahs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;qr, pl, hahahs, ok dono if u still my pl, u alw disacknowledge me can. hahhahs lols. anyway, thanx for everything, we kinda started off on a bad start in the beginnin but its all good now, this year wont b so great without u, seriously, whenever i have problems n everythin u are alw there to cheer me up n it alw works. we may squaable i still love you. hahahs. thanks to you, my days are alw happy, you are seriously hillarious whether u try to be or not, n u r great. thanks for everything, you are the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;julie, o gosh, julie i hope u can read this cause i dono if im able to say it again. cause i very well no, if i say this to ur face, we'll both end up cryin together. hahahs. you have been a huge part of my life and although its onli been 2 years but the memories were great. i think writing this part would the most sentimental cause heck you're leaving this year, and i know that we will still be able to meet up but ill miss you all the same, youve alw been there for me, even when we werent on good terms but you have been one person that i could alw count on, and you have alw cheered me up despite anythin,through this time we became close and ill never forget that, you and van are alw so lame, but ur manage to cheer me up whenever im upset and it means a lot, we'll alw get high on the bus n frm me watchin u n van gettin high, i end up doin the same thing, no matter how lame or ridiculous it may seem. thanks for everything, it will seem so weird not having you around and not hearing ur oi's but i no i will miss you so much. love you. hahas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;sa.hey sa, everyone alw wonder why we are frens, we are so different and yet you are one of my closest friend. our of cals, u r one of the ppl whom ive known the longest. like we said, this year passed so fast n sonehow it seems as though we were stil in sec 3. i cant count how many times im thankful to have you as my fren to jus b there for me whn i need you to. in sec 2 we started out on the wrong foot and it seems so hillarious to me now, but these past 3 years have jus been great n illl cherish every moment, we may have had our fights but u r someone  can depend on, somethimes u appear so ego, but we all no ure not tat kind of person, hahhas ure a wonderful person n fren n i seriously cant believe im saying this. hahhahs.you shld feel honoured man. hahahs i love ya n we musnt lose touch alrite, hahas but i doubt tat cause ill prob get hounded by u can. hahhas jkjk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;thnkx cals for everything, it wont b the same without ur but i love all of your loads. well. better go revise now ba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-7994321381226420987?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/7994321381226420987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28989266&amp;postID=7994321381226420987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/7994321381226420987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28989266/posts/default/7994321381226420987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-much-time-has-past-us-by-was-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Celest</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729369639752271440</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-28989266.post-5043583647110310659</id><published>2007-09-29T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T21:12:08.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is it right for you to be asking another chance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is it fair to forgive you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is life realli like this. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;patrons day was a rollercoaster ride. never thought i would get emotional esp since it was patrons day, but unforunately, that was the exact opp of wat happened. in the beginnin it was alrite, esp since i saw someone tat realli gave me a shock, hahas. julie n i were constantly bitchin bout tat person in the church. everything was fne till the candle passin, ive alw seen my seniors doing it year by year n i cant believe it was my turn. it was ok at first, till they played the ij song, whn julie started cryin, i couldnt help but cry along with her. way too sentimental. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;when we reached shcool it was rather fun, had our muffins and started playin games, ridiculous but fun games. everyone was havin a blast. after sch went van hse to slack, jule studied for a while thn ended up bullyn us with van, us meanin brenda n i. gt whacked till damn pain luh. hahahs. gotta start crammin. studies have to b my top priority now.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28989266-5043583647110310659?l=hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurtingsilently-.blogspot.com/feeds/5043583647110310659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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