<?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-511803880509439496</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:20:09.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgetable Beautiful Memories =)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>487</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-8067490443906401464</id><published>2009-10-20T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T02:29:39.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'VE MOVED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOVED &lt;a href="http://yanjun-loves.blogspot.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!!!!! :D:D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-8067490443906401464?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8067490443906401464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8067490443906401464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-moved.html' title='I&apos;VE MOVED!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-6970145208822319283</id><published>2009-09-06T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:00:14.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger sucks</title><content type='html'>I hate to blog this way..&lt;br /&gt;I am switching to wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.lovesyanjun.wordpress.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still not ready yet. I am still trying to get used to it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-6970145208822319283?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6970145208822319283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6970145208822319283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogger-sucks.html' title='Blogger sucks'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-57159434455759080</id><published>2009-09-04T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:51:34.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZONKED OUT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I dun have the time to blog like now?!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, but just a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im like so damn damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;I still have to wash clothes for tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I brought the clothes for EE camp alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meet new people, fun people in the camp.&lt;br /&gt;Fun.. It suits me btr than being with those serious ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a BA camp tmr.&lt;br /&gt;I can bang the wall and die alrd.&lt;br /&gt;Kill me pls.&lt;br /&gt;No clothes, no energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog abt EE Nature camp when im back from BAmazing Race Camp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dying soon. Gotta dry my clothes now!!&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeee......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS BABY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-57159434455759080?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/57159434455759080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/57159434455759080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/09/zonked-out.html' title='ZONKED OUT!!!!!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-6122397145017166285</id><published>2009-08-30T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T02:40:00.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freeedooommmmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;EXAMS ARE LIKE FINALLY FINALLY OVER???!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Met zj and sy at orchard ion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;ARGH.. I supposed to like spend money for others, and not myself for the day!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I bought myself a hoodie.. those longer in length from uniqlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Bought chocs for Ms Mok and Liu yan laoshi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Patchi has very pretty chocs!!! but, expensive!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Present for Anna. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Then met Audrey and her friend. Hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Walked around, with my painful feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Then settle awhile in taka Macdonalds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;We went to Cine arcade. Hahas. Can seriously relieve in arcade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;But compared to Audrey, I suck at it. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Actually wanted to go Balcony!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;ARGH, it's under renovation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Okay, then we went Clarke Quay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Settled in Crazy Elephant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Had one round, and second round we settled along the river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Bought Vodka from 7-11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;And had Macdonalds, (yes, again.... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I cannot take Vodka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I will start to be crazy after I take Vodka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I suck lahhhh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Home... Thanks to Audrey and ZJ for sending me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Woke up like 3pm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Do up the card for liu yan and her husband. :))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Went to her house, she damn  busy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Then met ZJ at bishan and went Anna's birthday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Then home lohs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I LOST MY F* EZLINK CARD.. like AGAIN?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-6122397145017166285?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6122397145017166285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6122397145017166285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/08/freeedooommmmm.html' title='Freeedooommmmm..'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-2327295463309406729</id><published>2009-08-26T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:04:55.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say BYE BYE to BMGT.</title><content type='html'>Concert is finally over........&lt;br /&gt;The worst is coming, it's only the beginning....&lt;br /&gt;EXAMINATIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The weightage is 50%%%%%%!!!!&lt;br /&gt;For all papers...... So if you fail it, seriously, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REPEAT the MODULE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired out by Sunday's performance.&lt;br /&gt;It's finally over.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, personally do not think is a good one.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps of the timing, poly students are all having exams.&lt;br /&gt;The working ones are just busy...&lt;br /&gt;A big &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt; to those who came down to support me.&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Seah, Roger and Shyn, my lovely classmates - JY, WQ, JC, ZS, TM.., his parents and my mum they all. Hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that Roger originated from New Zealand would actually fancy chinese instrumental music. :))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to see the chinese cello/bass and some pop music. NYPCO is definitely the right choice for him I guess? He said the next CO concert that he is going to, I must sit beside him and explain the instruments to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired after the concert that I had dinner with Yingxiu and others. She is really really nice. :DDDDDDDDD Appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't ask me why, I don't even know what's the matter with me. I am thinking stuffs that I knew it's a MISSION IMPOSSIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking about how lousy my pipa skills are now, compared to the past few months which I actually prepared my piece to compete in Beijing. But, did not go successfully because of H1N1. Else I can meet Jap and Korean guys!!!! Wheeeesss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not have the mood to study lohs. In fact I slept the whole day of monday which I supposed to study for my BLAW. And I did not. Burn midnight oil. Still don't know some of the stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had pipa lesson. (I know I am crazy, arranging pipa lesson during exam week!!) Then had gym training. Went to the bank for awhile with them. Then home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby came to look for me. We took a really really short nap. I packed up and went ZJ house to ton. Study for my BMGT. I did not really sleep the whole night. All I did was to put my head on the table for 25mins?! I cannot remember a single shit during exam. That seriously pissed me off. And &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEMORALIZED!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Waaa lauuuu ehhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;Later have to repeat this stupid module, I think can go and die liao lo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and sleep like straightaway!!!!!!!!! Woke up, going to have dinner and STUDY!!!! I want good food later. Audrey and ZJ is going to bring food to me in the night... YAYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!! I do not think of dieting now... I just want to study and eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I pray to God, stop me from thinking all the nonsense, you want me to think then make the MISSION IMPOSSIBLE to happen. ARGGGHHHH!!!!! Screwwwed~!!&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/511803880509439496-2327295463309406729?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2327295463309406729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2327295463309406729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/08/say-bye-bye-to-bmgt.html' title='Say BYE BYE to BMGT.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-5340154218896645840</id><published>2009-08-22T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T01:17:54.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired..</title><content type='html'>It's so tired after practice.&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to study???&lt;br /&gt;I need time!!! Grant me a time machine to manage my time pls....&lt;br /&gt;Had pipa lesson today, and gym. I seriously enjoy boxing session.&lt;br /&gt;I get to kick and punch frederick. I think he will take revenge after I finish my sessions.&lt;br /&gt;Mind is going dead alreadyy........&lt;br /&gt;I haven't got my dinner. I am not taking it alrd anyway.&lt;br /&gt;BLAW, BMGT, MAEC, POA....&lt;br /&gt;I need to finish them alll.... why concert falls during poly exam period!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got to know that we can only wear skirts up!!!&lt;br /&gt;@#$%^%$#@!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I go where find skirt. Gotta wear my mum's auntie auntie kind of skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must concert be held during the exam period!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Pipa Association is looking for sponsors for nov concert.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. In search and hopefully he will sponsor. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Then programme booklet will have his big big name there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m like missing my baby suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh ya.. Is he going to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I really want her to be out of our lives. F*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to do after exams!&lt;br /&gt;- M'sia trip 2-4sept&lt;br /&gt;- BAmazing Race 5-6sept&lt;br /&gt;- Haircut to around shoulder length&lt;br /&gt;- Diet (it's been always posted since I started bloggin in sec 1!)&lt;br /&gt;- Europe 18-29sept&lt;br /&gt;- Hip Hop lesson at Studio Wu 24 sept starts. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a HAPPY GIRL. :DDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-5340154218896645840?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5340154218896645840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5340154218896645840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/08/tired.html' 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allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-2297298074023120494?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2297298074023120494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2297298074023120494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/08/because-im-girl.html' title='Because I&apos;m a girl'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-3274814712298069171</id><published>2009-08-17T05:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T06:04:46.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baek ji young-Sarang An He</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TnrUjCE0JAc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TnrUjCE0JAc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to do that&lt;br /&gt;I was going to go back&lt;br /&gt;Yea, your coldness did have a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your touch was gone&lt;br /&gt;I realized that my heart had left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of a lingering attachment that asked "what if.."&lt;br /&gt;I comforted myself&lt;br /&gt;Now I am more pitiful for doing this to myself&lt;br /&gt;Now I will really erase you&lt;br /&gt;All the memories too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;And myself saying that is the same as you&lt;br /&gt;Because i can't meet anyone else&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't love again&lt;br /&gt;Like a fool, I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;And you who is saying that, are the one I love&lt;br /&gt;I hope you forget me, please erase me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a fool I didn't know&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know about you two&lt;br /&gt;Trying to remember us--&lt;br /&gt;That was all a part of my greed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I promised myself,&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes every morning&lt;br /&gt;and pray for you who passed by&lt;br /&gt;for you not to forget me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, the one thing I am hoping for right now&lt;br /&gt;Is for you not to speak about me so easily&lt;br /&gt;Instead just say that you don't know me&lt;br /&gt;You will know after time, about the value of my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;And myself saying that is the same as you&lt;br /&gt;Because i can't meet anyone else&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't love again&lt;br /&gt;Like a fool, I don't love you&lt;br /&gt;And you who is saying that, are the one I love&lt;br /&gt;I hope you forget me, please erase me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seat without me, the seat that is not me&lt;br /&gt;Don't fill it with love&lt;br /&gt;If we can meet again&lt;br /&gt;If we can love again&lt;br /&gt;It'll hurt but I love you&lt;br /&gt;I will watch over you and I love you&lt;br /&gt;Because I couldn't say these words... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All alone now.&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-2156432319578238200</id><published>2009-08-12T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:06:29.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XrSx8B-pwBc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XrSx8B-pwBc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qohuLLGOcSc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qohuLLGOcSc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;能不能不爱了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;因为爱太痛了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我痛得快死了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y14JwqUl0wk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y14JwqUl0wk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;痛み　　　悲しい&lt;br /&gt;あなた　わ　ありません。&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/511803880509439496-2013332084724983855?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2013332084724983855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2013332084724983855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='かなしいかなしい'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-2509911875037598053</id><published>2009-08-08T01:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T01:18:33.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funnnn...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm. NO SCHOOL TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;That's super great!!!&lt;br /&gt;I got long hours of sleep. Feel so shiok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I prepared and went TP to look for ZJ.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. She brought me into her lab.&lt;br /&gt;After her lesson, we left for tampines with her classmate, Audrey.&lt;br /&gt;Then met Jinrong.&lt;br /&gt;On the way from bus interchange to mrt station..&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS. Guess who did I see.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm someone unexpected!&lt;br /&gt;I saw weiliang. Hmmm yupps, said hi.&lt;br /&gt;ZJ say, "whoaa, he so tall ah"&lt;br /&gt;hahs. He is always that tall what.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, haven't met him for a long time i guess?&lt;br /&gt;Before school starts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went Mac for fries and drinks cause I was HUNGRY!&lt;br /&gt;We done already, then train-ed to city hall to meet jh, zl and lk.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been meeting them for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;Fun though, we crapped nonsense together, shooting JH cause he was the only JC student.&lt;br /&gt;Had Popeye at Singapore Flyers there. It was to celebrate JR's bday!&lt;br /&gt;As usual, ZJ ate the slowest.&lt;br /&gt;Then, headed to my house for a short mahjong session.&lt;br /&gt;We waited for 167 for freaking long, and the driver drives super slow.&lt;br /&gt;It takes so much longer to reach home than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some idiot cannot be reached for the whole fucking day.&lt;br /&gt;He know who he is la.&lt;br /&gt;He better do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to sleep now!&lt;br /&gt;I got gym training tmr!!!&lt;br /&gt;Frederick is going to slaughter me for sleeping so late.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I will have not enough energy for tmr's training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd briefing for Walking On Sunshine is tmr 3.30pm!&lt;br /&gt;I hope it ends early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do some study tmr!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-2509911875037598053?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2509911875037598053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2509911875037598053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/08/funnnn.html' title='Funnnn...'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-8841748493599953893</id><published>2009-08-03T09:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:02:09.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAINNNNNN......</title><content type='html'>I considered myself very good for staying for co practice till it ended at 4plus?&lt;br /&gt;Yupps, ever since they started afternoon sessions, i haven't been attending it.&lt;br /&gt;Rights, my wrists are going haywire.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts like hell whenever practice ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sold like 18 tickets? I am glad that I did my part I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to sell more. :) it's more than a sense of achievement.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's my duty as a member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study was productive on saturday.&lt;br /&gt;I want to study like mad. I want to score well and never let anyone look down.&lt;br /&gt;Scoring 37/40 for Macro common test 2 which constitutes 20% of the module.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;I want to outstand in my exam!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more project presentation and it's all down!&lt;br /&gt;And all I left with is EXAM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym training today almost killed me. It's so tough.&lt;br /&gt;I almost fainted..... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED SLEEP RIGHT NOW!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-8841748493599953893?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8841748493599953893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8841748493599953893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/08/painnnnnn.html' title='PAINNNNNN......'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-7652822634123307715</id><published>2009-07-22T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T11:31:17.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired that 'give up' was the only thing in mind.</title><content type='html'>Wanted to thank all the friends who have been there for me, asking me not to be angry. I felt like giving up. I can't bring myself to say it. There's still memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be unhappy every single week. This is not the kind of relationship I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to continue, prove to me that you can be really a boyfriend who can give your girl the best you can. And, she must be at your top priority. Only you knows what you have said to me before, I don't have to mention it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't do it, we might as well lead our own separate lives isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never make me feel that I am wanted in the relationship at all, the insecurities. It's enough... I have limits too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-7652822634123307715?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7652822634123307715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7652822634123307715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-tired-that-give-up-was-only-thing-in.html' title='So tired that &apos;give up&apos; was the only thing in mind.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-8958114376677858476</id><published>2009-07-21T07:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T07:52:52.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_4T-4nr98dE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_4T-4nr98dE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我還記得你溫柔的雙眼&lt;br /&gt;第一句我愛你多麼的甜&lt;br /&gt;幸福的瞬間 我們都曾相信會是永遠&lt;br /&gt;你決定轉身離開的那天&lt;br /&gt;曾屬於我們的約定 化成了碎片&lt;br /&gt;那幸福的瞬間 多麼不捨得也要說再見&lt;br /&gt;那幸福的瞬間 忽然被劃上了句點&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;幸福 原來也有一個期限 &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/511803880509439496-8958114376677858476?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8958114376677858476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8958114376677858476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-198975146165076173</id><published>2009-07-20T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:37:25.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unlucky day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is one of my worst day I ever had in the year of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SmR9Tz-SwMI/AAAAAAAAB-s/s8kGEPWjJcI/s1600-h/Photo064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SmR9Tz-SwMI/AAAAAAAAB-s/s8kGEPWjJcI/s320/Photo064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360547235800203458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I chase for bus 169, so that I dun have to wait for 15 min for the next bus. I ran down the overhead bridge stairs and lost my balance. Thank goodness that I did not fall flat on the ground. I managed my balance a little though I have already caused abrasion on my leg. It is not an abrasion, it is a deep cut. It's still hurts. 14 hours alrd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, let me continue my story. I took the next 169. When I was about to alight, the door almost giap me. Shit man! Okay, met YT and went school tgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA lecture. Found out something which I think it is unforgivable.... Read my previous post and you may know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time - I spilled 2 little plates of chilli with a lunch break. I eat tom yam until my polo tee kena. Swayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is super not my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can anyone tell me what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love honeymoon periods. But they are only going to happen in my lala land.&lt;br /&gt;It wouldn't come true. Every lovie-dovie periods have limits. :(&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/511803880509439496-198975146165076173?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/198975146165076173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/198975146165076173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/07/unlucky-day.html' title='unlucky day'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SmR9Tz-SwMI/AAAAAAAAB-s/s8kGEPWjJcI/s72-c/Photo064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-6467220238306327930</id><published>2009-07-20T11:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:49:25.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wanted to upload the pictures that we took tgt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thought I can upload it happily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But, I decided not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I found out something unintentionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I went into his fb, wanted to show my friend about someone he hated(L).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was not only one girl, it's 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My mind is 50% set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do not think it is good to continue if you need to know other girls ONLINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think it's ridiculous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you want to have fun, then leave my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am totally sicked of what you are doing just recently 4 July. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You said you never already. Please don't bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wouldn't believe your cock-and-bull story already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You wna be like your best friend.. go ahead. I will do the same as what Len did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men = JERKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't say you din do anything. Admit your fucking mistake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sending message such messages to make more friends, you are desperate or what... you just have that intention. It's already a mistake&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-6467220238306327930?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6467220238306327930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6467220238306327930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/07/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-9125199583722223779</id><published>2009-07-09T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:05:15.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a dilemma..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I struggled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's so hard when you are trying hard to get along with proj grp mates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone got different views. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tough work. Though it is a good learning experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I so feel like quitting school. :(&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/511803880509439496-9125199583722223779?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/9125199583722223779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/9125199583722223779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-dilemma.html' title='In a dilemma..'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1352090586666322812</id><published>2009-07-01T10:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:40:49.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkriJ88KZZI/AAAAAAAAB9s/ae58tjSiRHk/s1600-h/DSC02922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkriJ88KZZI/AAAAAAAAB9s/ae58tjSiRHk/s320/DSC02922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353339767688422802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkriI_XxK9I/AAAAAAAAB9c/asGiBJkuiBU/s1600-h/DSC02920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkriI_XxK9I/AAAAAAAAB9c/asGiBJkuiBU/s320/DSC02920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353339751161211858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkriJRNk2yI/AAAAAAAAB9k/Km2nPkGnvAc/s1600-h/DSC02921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkriJRNk2yI/AAAAAAAAB9k/Km2nPkGnvAc/s320/DSC02921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353339755950299938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has already started. Monday had BLaw presentation POA lecture and DSS.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Transformers with dearest. It was meant to be a surprise. But he could read my mind. He already knew I was going to bring him for movie already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkriKGbJC6I/AAAAAAAAB90/FH3h6LPul6k/s1600-h/DSC02928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkriKGbJC6I/AAAAAAAAB90/FH3h6LPul6k/s320/DSC02928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353339770234276770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkriKQhfIaI/AAAAAAAAB98/LvVqTv123IY/s1600-h/DSC02924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkriKQhfIaI/AAAAAAAAB98/LvVqTv123IY/s320/DSC02924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353339772945244578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkriJ88KZZI/AAAAAAAAB9s/ae58tjSiRHk/s1600-h/DSC02922.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went SHOPPING yesterday. Hahas. I am so happy. Currently already bought 7 pieces of clothing and 1 water bottle. :) Who ask some old woman to take my water bottle. -.- The old woman loves to steal BRAs too. Skipped BLaw lecture. I was lucky that I passed all my papers. PASSED only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently having Macroecons tutorial. I am so bored. Bored till I can die.&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully that tutor will forget about our MONEY presentation. Hmmm.. I think I am going to gain my 2kg soon. I am eating alot now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. Going town with Mel and Yueting after school for BnJ. :)&lt;br /&gt;I can really imagine what is number that is going to appear when I stand on the weighing machine. Not only that, Yueting suggested Carls. Jr. Arghhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though still going gym everyday from monday.. But I am so tired.. I already didn't work out as hard as I did previously...... I can see the FATS running back to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-1352090586666322812?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1352090586666322812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1352090586666322812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired.html' title='Tired?'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkriJ88KZZI/AAAAAAAAB9s/ae58tjSiRHk/s72-c/DSC02922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-3881538334322629933</id><published>2009-06-29T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:02:49.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Envious</title><content type='html'>Hahas... I wna blog about something.. My sis might kill me for this.. or she might feel proud about it. Shit! I am so envious of her! See the difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkrBUijjXFI/AAAAAAAAB8k/ufqrRTcACo0/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkrBUijjXFI/AAAAAAAAB8k/ufqrRTcACo0/s320/003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353303665700723794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkrBUwqQI_I/AAAAAAAAB8s/qQZRM3mqYfQ/s1600-h/DSC02622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkrBUwqQI_I/AAAAAAAAB8s/qQZRM3mqYfQ/s320/DSC02622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353303669486920690" 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/511803880509439496-3881538334322629933?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3881538334322629933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3881538334322629933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/envious.html' title='Envious'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkrBUijjXFI/AAAAAAAAB8k/ufqrRTcACo0/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-3151821266553685591</id><published>2009-06-28T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:55:29.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School is starting</title><content type='html'>Another...... 9 and a half hours gotta attend school and have presentation.. to be dressed in formal...(not a problem to wear) but the fucking hot sun is gonna kill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like an early childhood course presentation... with the materials that we are using... alright. i shall take some pictures of it when I am done with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving the best to your loved one. How much does everyone agree on that? I prepared a surprise for my love tmr. And hopefully he will love it. It's nothing big. Just a small surprise. I expect a bigger one from him.. Hahhas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway change of destination.. Sept hols actually intended to go Jap. Now changing to go EUROPE. Wahhh.. I love it there! WHY? Cuz' LV, Prada,Gucci... Finally could get something.... I am so in love with such  brands right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will start going for golf with mummy after EVCO concert. I need some time with family alright. I wna be ATAS girl. Okay, I think I am 60% there alrd. Hahas. I think only my sis understands what that mean. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dieting like nobody's business for the past few days. Today took more carbohydrates.. That kills! I am glad that I am slimming down... Hahas.... Another 6 kg more to go... my ideal weight!!! Damned! I think my breast will shrink la... My alrd so small lohs... GAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get my license.... I am gonna strike off month by month till the day I can APPLY for BTT, FTT and my license! Hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots on the to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;1. Presentation&lt;br /&gt;2. Tues POA Test&lt;br /&gt;3. Wed Macro MONEY presentation&lt;br /&gt;4. Practice pipa. (I almost forgot..)&lt;br /&gt;5. Watch my diet.. (Great that Mel is gonna undergo dieting with me!!!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Master my Hiragana before Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;7. Attend school's musical on 4 July.&lt;br /&gt;8. Gym is one thing I cannot miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;The feeling of being in somewhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;They have no recognition for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Till then, you will ask yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Why are you still there when your committment are not recognised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;People don't value you b'cuz you are not in the profession.&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/511803880509439496-3151821266553685591?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3151821266553685591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3151821266553685591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/school-is-starting.html' title='School is starting'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1662551998731448995</id><published>2009-06-26T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:24:19.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored... Project day..</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Jonathan.. I can't go M'sia with Mummy! I want to wear my sweet lovely pair of golf gloves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to gym in the morning.. Had training with Federick Kok! Wa lan eh.... It's fucking tough training.. and he tell me that's not the full training.. say today's training very bad.. Wa wa wa!!!!! I wna kill people la. Say my posture ugly.. Okay... Since I signed for him, he better show me results. I want bikini body!!!!! But, I would like to beg him not to kill me! GAhhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home.. slept after gym.. super tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yue Ting text me say meet at 1pm. so we met and do do do do do do!!!! Still, there's stuff to be done at home. I am like -.-". Half-sianz. But no choice. Presentation on Monday... in formal wear some more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got colourings to do.. And presentation notes to be submitted to Jon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fucking bored. And I can't contact anyone out! Shit! I have no mood to do work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan... Or else I am playing golf in the next morning de ok!!!! GRR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-1662551998731448995?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1662551998731448995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1662551998731448995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/bored-project-day.html' title='Bored... Project day..'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-3010709072044674667</id><published>2009-06-26T19:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:09:43.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chomp chomp... "5-person class gathering..."</title><content type='html'>See, this is a 5-person class gathering! HAhas. It was a class outing.. But only 5 turned up. I think I am not bad lohs. The other 4 of them were from the same B Law group. So they were alrd tgt since afternoon doing project together. Hmmm.. I am different, I made the effort to go down! hahhas.. (self-praising...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkSvopnBaDI/AAAAAAAAB7E/e_qMtcRnbpA/s1600-h/DSC02871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkSvopnBaDI/AAAAAAAAB7E/e_qMtcRnbpA/s320/DSC02871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351595370122143794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummy food that I only can try a mouth or two.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkSvpaftm4I/AAAAAAAAB7U/ipIFw7PpM4Q/s1600-h/DSC02873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkSvpaftm4I/AAAAAAAAB7U/ipIFw7PpM4Q/s320/DSC02873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351595383244823426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkSvowgEmQI/AAAAAAAAB7M/MnGa4xZWXNk/s1600-h/DSC02879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkSvowgEmQI/AAAAAAAAB7M/MnGa4xZWXNk/s320/DSC02879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351595371972040962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love birds...     and the 5-person class outing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only ate abit at Chomp chomp. Hahas. Dieting... What to do.... After 7pm, cannot eat.. Or should say it's not advisable to eat after 7pm. I broke the rule! I ate ice-cream at ICE^3 with them. Ate like nobody's business! At least they made me laugh.. Wasn't in a good mood. Tends to be more quiet. And Jeremy asked if I was shy.. Hahas. Rubbish la. The nonsense between Jeremy and Mel din stop.... Hahas. Wenqian ate very little too.. And she said that I should eat more.. Jiayin even better.. We only stepped into the food centre, she tell me, you lose 2 kg, tonight u gain back 4kg.. Best liao lohs.... Hmmm. Had lots of fun with them... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IceCube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring of Fire... and the 3 of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkSvpiCG8CI/AAAAAAAAB7c/9ZkW1Ee7VkQ/s1600-h/DSC02880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkSvpiCG8CI/AAAAAAAAB7c/9ZkW1Ee7VkQ/s320/DSC02880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351595385268138018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkSvpyM_5zI/AAAAAAAAB7k/eeItlFVwTa4/s1600-h/DSC02882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkSvpyM_5zI/AAAAAAAAB7k/eeItlFVwTa4/s320/DSC02882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351595389608781618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cups ....                                               Me n Jiayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTi81nzg2I/AAAAAAAAB78/0ubEMiYYS2s/s1600-h/DSC02891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTi81nzg2I/AAAAAAAAB78/0ubEMiYYS2s/s320/DSC02891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351651792037053282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTi9vJMKDI/AAAAAAAAB8M/LpuesbKHWqE/s1600-h/DSC02912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTi9vJMKDI/AAAAAAAAB8M/LpuesbKHWqE/s320/DSC02912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351651807477901362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't know what my lovely classmates are doing!! hahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTi8Z67GPI/AAAAAAAAB70/GeI0iZ-hnvw/s1600-h/DSC02886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTi8Z67GPI/AAAAAAAAB70/GeI0iZ-hnvw/s320/DSC02886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351651784601049330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTi9BcwopI/AAAAAAAAB8E/4S_mY33bIqQ/s1600-h/DSC02900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTi9BcwopI/AAAAAAAAB8E/4S_mY33bIqQ/s320/DSC02900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351651795211952786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel candid this!                The group photo.... :) I looked super slim in this photo! Yayy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTkDM6rfEI/AAAAAAAAB8U/yKM5xCumJZo/s1600-h/DSC02917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTkDM6rfEI/AAAAAAAAB8U/yKM5xCumJZo/s320/DSC02917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351653000881077314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTi8I-x8mI/AAAAAAAAB7s/XnWo9irJDJI/s1600-h/DSC02884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTi8I-x8mI/AAAAAAAAB7s/XnWo9irJDJI/s320/DSC02884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351651780053824098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super picture is HERE.. Presenting to all, Jeremy Choy and WenQian... Jeremy will kill me for blogging this up!!! hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTkDZ0nl7I/AAAAAAAAB8c/qBWTn_fE9qE/s1600-h/DSC02888.JPG"&gt;                                                 &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkTkDZ0nl7I/AAAAAAAAB8c/qBWTn_fE9qE/s320/DSC02888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351653004345317298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed back to Casuarina. Met Nic, den saw that stupid guy who is still my bf, GRR. Okays, things are settled. Thanks to Nic. Hmmm, they accompanied me home. Chat awhile.. And I fell asleep.... immediately I laid on the bed....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-3010709072044674667?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3010709072044674667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3010709072044674667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/chomp-chomp-5-person-class-gathering.html' title='Chomp chomp... &quot;5-person class gathering...&quot;'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkSvopnBaDI/AAAAAAAAB7E/e_qMtcRnbpA/s72-c/DSC02871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-2360007969275055044</id><published>2009-06-25T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:46:33.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored..</title><content type='html'>Had gym this morning. Was pissed. Thanks to that old woman who took my sports bra... even though she knew it was mine! Fuck off! Hello! I am wearing size M but your darling precious niece is wearing a size S FYI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After gym, had mac breakfast! Super sinful. Then had lesson at laoshi's house... Practiced till like almost 1 pm. Then laoshi dropped me at amk. She is going there as well, that's why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went hub UOB to look for KH. Waited for him like for about 5 minutes or so. Hahas. He was speaking to his boss. Yeah, then we had lunch at S11 tgt. I could only eat western food, that's why...... Hmmmm, no carbohydrates for me.... Slimming ok... He said I wasted food, for not eating the chicken skin, fries and garlic bread. This will let me gain back another 2 kg which I have just lost ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkNGgbSzKmI/AAAAAAAAB60/WlGzKsET-nc/s1600-h/DSC02869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkNGgbSzKmI/AAAAAAAAB60/WlGzKsET-nc/s320/DSC02869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351198305142647394" border="0" /&gt;                 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkNGgkzOvZI/AAAAAAAAB68/8XwJ-RGtpls/s1600-h/DSC02870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkNGgkzOvZI/AAAAAAAAB68/8XwJ-RGtpls/s320/DSC02870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351198307694591378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chicken chop!                                                               That uncle don't want to take pict!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually he said to have a longer lunch break, but he forgot he got client to meet at 2pm. Hmmm. Then I went home. Thanks to Jonathan... I brought my lappy and Blaw TB out alrd. And I have to bring it all around with me... My dressing doesn't fit taking such a big bag lohs... Okay, meeting cancelled with the Blaw group. So last minute.... GRR.. I think I will kill Jon when I see him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home, home, home. Supposed to meet at 5pm at chomp chomp. They were late... And I had to wait till like now then can leave house. I think I will reach much earlier than them if I had left house and not blogged!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-2360007969275055044?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2360007969275055044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2360007969275055044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/bored.html' title='Bored..'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SkNGgbSzKmI/AAAAAAAAB60/WlGzKsET-nc/s72-c/DSC02869.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-9132273612719329596</id><published>2009-06-25T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:32:19.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不要用我的愛來傷害我...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/19DXttOCkeo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/19DXttOCkeo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-9132273612719329596?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/9132273612719329596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/9132273612719329596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='不要用我的愛來傷害我...'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-362672103221819828</id><published>2009-06-25T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:12:37.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you'll never know</title><content type='html'>You killed me.&lt;br /&gt;I lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-362672103221819828?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/362672103221819828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/362672103221819828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/youll-never-know.html' title='you&apos;ll never know'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-4561529777731930870</id><published>2009-06-24T03:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:44:14.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for everything</title><content type='html'>For you, who only knows how to break my heart.&lt;br /&gt;It's best for us to stay apart for some time.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter to you. Cuz' I don't matter in your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-4561529777731930870?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4561529777731930870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4561529777731930870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-for-everything.html' title='Thanks for everything'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-6220074644282048010</id><published>2009-06-23T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:15:29.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EVCO Chalet, Shopping....</title><content type='html'>I think I am a very happy girl for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was EVCO chalet. Had lunch with Papa and the rest at Great World City. Then headed to car showrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to ACC. The receptionist really sucks. They are simply rude. If I were to rate their service from 0 - 10. They will definitely deserve 0! I think Huijia will agree with me. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had BBQ. Quite lonely initially. Except to engage conversations with the rest. Talking with Yiling and Jiajing was good. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed over. Only 3 girls. Huijia, me and Melissa. Melissa left with some of them at about 2/3 plus. I don't know the time. I was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the both of them for asking me to go to the room and sleep. But I feel more comfortable sleeping in the living room cuz' more people around. Yirui and Chee Siang don't need sleep de lohs. -.- They were like playing Wii the whole night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the chalet in the morning like that. Need to go laoshi's place to collect watch from her. But before that, I had shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my formal wear for next Monday's presentation. I had pretty set of golf gloves. I had new set of gym suit. And I had 2 big cans of HELLO PANDA! Imagine how much am I gonna gain......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Monday... Went shopping with sis. Saw Mr Mike Chiang and family. But they were inside the shop la. So didn't say HI. Hahas. Hmmm. Bought Papa's father's day gift. Got 2 dresses from MNG. Happy larx. Had din tai fung for lunch...  That's all I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today met my BLaw group. We trying to crack our brains to do up the project... But.... We ended up in AMK hub watch movie. Hahhas. We watched Ghosts of Girlfriends' Past. Pretty nice show. Damn funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. Had my programmes all lined up! Wednesday meeting sister (most probably). Thursday meeting KH for lunch. Then meeting BLAW group mates for discussion. Then meeting classmates to Chomp chomp for dinner. Friday I have my pipa lesson. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-6220074644282048010?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6220074644282048010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6220074644282048010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/evco-chalet-shopping.html' title='EVCO Chalet, Shopping....'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1449909522710791592</id><published>2009-06-09T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:34:11.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hols are coming!</title><content type='html'>Hmmm left another 120 hours or so to hols! Hasn't been blogging.. No time. Stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the feeling that you've studied and can't score? or should I say can't even pass?!&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly so feel like quiting school. I know many will 'kill' me for saying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left another one more paper. B Law. Then it's playtime. Not really though, have projects to be completed. B Law article, Bmgt proj. Study stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so irony. One moment I am saying stress. The next thing is that I don't have the mood to study. (Baby will kill me for saying this. Hahas. Never mind, someone's lappy now in Henderson Industrial Park! &gt;.&lt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, I should be opening my B Law TB and study diligently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, FUCK studies. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I've decided to go for the chalet. Hmmm, good thing is that Weikang, Alvin are going. Good.... At least I won't be that lonely. Hahahas. I am still looking for my Aranda membership card. Damn! Lost, found, now lost again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now another thing to stress about is my pipa stuff. Btr master my long chuan soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitting the gym almost everyday for the previous weeks. But cutting down these 2 weeks due to exams. I seriously dunno how am I gonna slim down. On and off for the shakes. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to attain my driving license. It so sucks to see your house having an extra car which is not driven. And yet, you don't have a license to drive! Wa lau... It's like still got another half a year to go then can APPLY.... I can only like attain it next year JUNE.. It's one more year to go la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, done. I want to go out of Singapore this hols........ I am tired of staying home! Grr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-1449909522710791592?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1449909522710791592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1449909522710791592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hols-are-coming.html' title='Hols are coming!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-3212025074601058307</id><published>2009-05-27T20:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T20:38:46.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IchiBan Sushi! :D</title><content type='html'>Today supposed to be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;STUDY DAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;And I failed to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was being a pig since ytd afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;All the way till this morning 8am!&lt;br /&gt;Even missed the gym session tgt with mummy! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Was doing DSS Unit 3 which is due TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;Then text KH saying that I will going down today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went AMK Hub, left my gym attire in Fitness first.&lt;br /&gt;Then met KH for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;We had &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;IchiBan Sushi&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;He keep asking me to EAT lahs. I am on DIET leh!&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, he went back to work.&lt;br /&gt;And I went Coffee Bean for a drink.&lt;br /&gt;Study my Japanese to prepare my test tmr, while waiting for the food to digest a little in my stomach!&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Fitness First for GYM!&lt;br /&gt;Burn away all the calories that I had just taken in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showered and left Fitness first.&lt;br /&gt;Went to UOB to check out my pocket money!&lt;br /&gt;It's supposed to be GIRO-ed to my acct 2 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KH helped me check out.&lt;br /&gt;To no avail, can't check out anything. :(&lt;br /&gt;My money ah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then home.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to finish up DSS and submit ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I am still blogging here. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-3212025074601058307?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3212025074601058307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3212025074601058307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/ichiban-sushi-d.html' title='IchiBan Sushi! :D'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-5477392530149384689</id><published>2009-05-27T10:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T10:17:38.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the ending result?</title><content type='html'>I guess this is the turning point now.&lt;br /&gt;You took me for granted.&lt;br /&gt;You said enough of hurtful words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now even the bestest guy friend of mine, sided you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show everyone that I am the bad one.&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to let go, up to you.&lt;br /&gt;That only shows your love for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always treat as nothing happen.&lt;br /&gt;I am always the one torturing you. What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you said hurtful things like asking me to go find other man?&lt;br /&gt;And for god's sake, it's not only one time.&lt;br /&gt;It happen too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You force me to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-5477392530149384689?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5477392530149384689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5477392530149384689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-ending-result.html' title='What&apos;s the ending result?'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-5440906483835200539</id><published>2009-05-26T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T02:38:26.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NPCO concert.</title><content type='html'>I want to thank &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Melissa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Tra My&lt;/span&gt; for being able to make it for the concert. :)&lt;br /&gt;They even bought flowers for me. Thank you my dearies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, I know I haven't been blogging regularly. I will try my best to update for frequently!! Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After today, I realise that YS is a very nice man. Not to forget, I followed his car to SCH. He was from NPCO alumni. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me this, which keeps my mind rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"You have already apologised, what else can you do? You've already done your part. Aiya, quarrel with people/offending people, I've experienced it more than you do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, yes, I've already apologised, the rest is up to the person whether to be forgiving or not in some circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I should feel happy today, cause one of them actually came and called my name. Hmmm, I don't know is this supposed to be the right feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Should I go for the chalet?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"If you think you will be happy, then go lohs"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"But, what's the percentage that you will be happy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"I don't know. But I know it's minimal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"And I think I should go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the conversations that I remembered clearly.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;From strangers to friends, from friends to lovers, from lovers to strangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a vicious cycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weird.&lt;br /&gt;Even someone I don't know well gave me such a look.&lt;br /&gt;:( If they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(I din mention who)&lt;/span&gt; think that it's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HATRED&lt;/span&gt; thing that I did,&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing to say, I've explained myself well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says TIME HEALS EVERYTHING?&lt;br /&gt;I think it's bullshit!&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to NPCO Concert.&lt;br /&gt;Went tgt with YS.&lt;br /&gt;Reached there about 3 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Tuned, and on stage for rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then photos and photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Sorry, I haven't been blogging. I have tonnes of stuff to update with the pictures taken! Pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seeing people around you being happy,&lt;br /&gt;You will feel the same too.&lt;br /&gt;Making someone happier,&lt;br /&gt;You will feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is all within ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;It's the matter of whether we achieve it or not. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you stop being afraid, you feel good!&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/511803880509439496-5440906483835200539?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5440906483835200539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5440906483835200539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/npco-concert.html' title='NPCO concert.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-7282112510856299755</id><published>2009-05-13T05:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T05:39:30.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best day!</title><content type='html'>Hahas. I am so in love today!&lt;br /&gt;I wore dress to school... And ppl thinks that I am going to 'wedding dinner'.&lt;br /&gt;So WOW! I am like, seriously, this is my usual dressing to town lahs. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;And I got dinner in the evening, I am also not going home alrd.&lt;br /&gt;So just dress what I wna wear for my dinner to school lohs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby was so kind to take a bus to NP from AMK to meet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'uncle bernard'&lt;/span&gt; and me.&lt;br /&gt;And we took a bus back to AMK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'uncle bernard'&lt;/span&gt; went home to take his IC.. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want to open bank acct, forgot IC!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Then Baby and me went for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;We had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ARCADE&lt;/span&gt; games after that.&lt;br /&gt;He made me &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ANGRY&lt;/span&gt;, so I needed DAYTONA! hahhas.&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby is still the BEST&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;And he FINALLY allows me to play ARCADE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to UOB and look for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Kah Hwee!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. I wanted to scold him lohs.&lt;br /&gt;I walked so far to NP Co-op to check out the stuff for him.&lt;br /&gt;And he didn't return my call! Gahh.&lt;br /&gt;I am very straightforward de lohs. Even to Baby.&lt;br /&gt;I told Baby that I find KH cute! ahhahhas. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally KH stopped calling me 'Ms Tan'.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself that if he was to call me that again,&lt;br /&gt;I sure scold him, it makes me feel so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;OLD&lt;/span&gt; lohs.&lt;br /&gt;And that time a lady called me &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;AUNTIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like -.-" going to faint already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then followed mummy for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I skipped my Dancesports today lahs.&lt;br /&gt;But not bad, I earned myself a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;RAYMOND WELL&lt;/span&gt; watch.&lt;br /&gt;So happy! The price is like 5 or 6 times higher than my Espirit watch lohs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I am so lazy to upload photos!Gosh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the time, last minute work again.&lt;br /&gt;I just submitted my dss tutorial hwk like a couple of minutes ago?!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-7282112510856299755?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7282112510856299755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7282112510856299755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-day.html' title='Best day!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-2084299759840948435</id><published>2009-05-12T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T05:48:02.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love.</title><content type='html'>Celebrated &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;2 years and 3 months&lt;/span&gt; with Baby!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but he &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LOVES to STARVE&lt;/span&gt; me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lahs, let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to get me a gift.&lt;br /&gt;But, he was afraid that the shops will be closed after our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;So, he asked me to go look around and see what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face was about to change colour already!&lt;br /&gt;I am like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUPER HUNGRY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then actually wanted SUSHI TEI.&lt;br /&gt;(Again, no SUSHI TEI! ): )&lt;br /&gt;We settled down at AJISEN RAMEN.&lt;br /&gt;He say settle my stomach first. Later want to eat what then we go buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, walked around again.&lt;br /&gt;We actually came down with a deal during dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go for neoprints. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Again, NO NEOPRINTS! ):&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;Had ICE-CREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Why you eat ice-cream also so happy? Like small girl like that...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahs. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ice-cream makes me happy&lt;/span&gt; what I replied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then cabbed home. We are so early today.&lt;br /&gt;We are back home so EARLY! Hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-2084299759840948435?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2084299759840948435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2084299759840948435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-love.html' title='My Love.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-982662702047716384</id><published>2009-05-11T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:07:00.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovey~!</title><content type='html'>11 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;2 years and 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting insufficient sleep everyday.&lt;br /&gt;And I need SLEEP.&lt;br /&gt;Had been eating alot and not exercising AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;Assignments are killing me, cause I am always doing it last minute! GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored the lowest in BLaw test. Like WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;I am so damn demoralised. I've alrd studied lohs. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;I hate it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School isn't fun afterall.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's just "not so good" feeling in me.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why. I won't say anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, I shall stop here. Going to celebrate with Baby our 2 yrs and 3 mths soon! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-982662702047716384?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/982662702047716384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/982662702047716384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/lovey.html' title='Lovey~!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-8747184418559525129</id><published>2009-05-07T09:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:24:04.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LATE again.</title><content type='html'>Having Macroecons lecture now... Gahh. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;See, I am not paying attention AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Shit lohs. Late for lecture. Okayy, my time-in was 9.08am.&lt;br /&gt;I am playing bejeweled right from the start... RARR.&lt;br /&gt;I finally shifted my seat, sitting beside Julia now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Again, EVERYONE is paying attention EXCEPT me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think I can really fail ALL my modules. Hahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I won't allow that to happen la.&lt;br /&gt;Will get my notes printed real soon.&lt;br /&gt;Studying gonna take effect from next monday.&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to switch on my lappy during lectures.&lt;br /&gt;Only to on during tutorials if needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday lesson ended EARLY.&lt;br /&gt;Met sis at Bugis. Had lunch at Wongkok HK Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's cheap?! The bill is only $18+&lt;br /&gt;Got my PRETTY Bling earpiece alrd.&lt;br /&gt;(photos to be uploaded soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. I got a new bagpack at only $18.&lt;br /&gt;And 2 printed TEES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed to Tampines One.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and sis make hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wa lau... I waited for SUPER long lohs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Met ZJ, passed her the earpiece.&lt;br /&gt;Bought food for the 2 person doing their hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I am so into getting short hair now.&lt;br /&gt;Sis say, be safer. Lose 5kg first then have a bonus to cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I will do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joining FITNESS FIRST at amk hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;SLIM SLIM SLIM!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-8747184418559525129?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8747184418559525129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8747184418559525129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/late-again.html' title='LATE again.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-7304136751353907517</id><published>2009-05-06T11:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T12:23:13.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasting time?</title><content type='html'>Okayy I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUPER DUPER BORED&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Having DSS tutorial right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing bejeweled blitz on fb all lectures and tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DSS teacher doesn't like me.... GAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to mug my subjects during the weekends. SERIOUSLY!&lt;br /&gt;Be the kind that doesn't pay attention, mug at home, and score well. (Let's see ok?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to highlight is that.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;NO LOOKS&lt;/span&gt;, is a disadvantage!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But come to think of it, some people also don't want to look like that right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took train with Baby to school today.&lt;br /&gt;He still owe me a packet of chocolates... Who ask him to eat my chocolates!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's my energy booster, something to keep me awake throughout the lesson...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Melissa, Yueting, Corrine and WenQian for waiting for me... Gahhh..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously gotta leave house early...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday sleep late, wake up early..&lt;br /&gt;I am TIRED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I NEED SLEEP!!!!! :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooos, lesson ending soon... in half an hour's time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of hungry~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-7304136751353907517?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7304136751353907517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7304136751353907517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/wasting-time.html' title='Wasting time?'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1996778103844173424</id><published>2009-05-02T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:13:12.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.. It just couldn't get off me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okayy, lessons over. Briefing over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had my Jap lesson Week 2! I am late because of the briefing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And... One Indian guy actually dropped my lappy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Said "sorry!" and&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; PUSHED&lt;/span&gt; my lappy back into my hands! _|_ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And, my Japanese tutor actually gave the whole class, each and every one... a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;JAPANESE NAME&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My name is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JIYUN KO&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It means &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PURE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This name is well-liked by both man and woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Someone who doesn't have evil thoughts in her/him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After lesson that ends at 8pm. I am already half dead and plus, an empty stomach. Seriously &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SUCKS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Took bus back with dearest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went home to put our stuffs and ate at "Zhe lao ban".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bought some tidbits from biscuitking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waited for Beeying to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nic and zj came after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chat, play with my lovely dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Started mahjong-ing at like 1230am! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Played till 4am like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bee ying and Zj went back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nic and dearest stayed over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whooos! Labour day is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shop shop shop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bought a couple of stuff from Topshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 tank tops, a skirt and a long top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had great food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SUSHI TEI~ Best japanese food ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The stall is no longer there. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chatted and chatted till 11 plus with sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Took 167 back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;What is a girlfriend to you actually?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;I am confused!&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/511803880509439496-1996778103844173424?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1996778103844173424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1996778103844173424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired-it-just-couldnt-get-off-me.html' title='Tired.. It just couldn&apos;t get off me.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-5734470168321679492</id><published>2009-04-30T11:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:33:38.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.....</title><content type='html'>Having tutorial right now...&lt;br /&gt;I think I can fail the modules soon enough when test is here...&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, all my time for lectures and tutorials are for GAMES, SURFING NET.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;Basically everything except paying attention..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can even try web-caming with DONGFANG! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. I need my screen privacy filter soon!!! Everyone can see what I am doing. That SUCKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-5734470168321679492?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5734470168321679492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5734470168321679492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/bored.html' title='Bored.....'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-6835656773231312137</id><published>2009-04-29T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:37:36.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK back BACK!</title><content type='html'>Have been gone missing for long.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was still okay for me. Classmates are NICE. :) The only bad thing is that the traffic to school is like -.-".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects are piling up. Joined Dancesports as my CCA(not an official member until I pays the $10)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been working hard on my pipa these weeks... preparing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy.. I will try to blog from today onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start from today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love TODAY! Reason : Lesson ends at 1pm!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had MAecons tutorial and DSS tutorial. Lunch with Julia, Melissa, Jiayin, Justin, Lopez, Zheng Sheng and Jeremy at SP Pizza hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roamed around, spent some money for some keychains and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to AMK with Justin and ZS. Okayy, ZS is somehow "half-legged". hhahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had tip top curry puffs at central then bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Baby to take bus back tgt. He sent me to Taiwan Porridge there to meet my parents for dinner and he went home... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-6835656773231312137?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6835656773231312137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6835656773231312137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-back-back.html' title='BACK back BACK!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-3168000033706169247</id><published>2009-04-25T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:11:33.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You broke my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"give me a break".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So it was my FAULT again.&lt;br /&gt;Your love for me is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am too tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have hurt me too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The pain is no longer there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I give up. Kill me pls.&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/511803880509439496-3168000033706169247?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3168000033706169247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3168000033706169247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-broke-my-heart.html' title='You broke my heart.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1623286381542783277</id><published>2009-04-17T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T19:10:09.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good or Bad?</title><content type='html'>To forget the past, to welcome the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget those people who do not have an open heart. Forget those people that have disappointed you. Forget those people who had left your life. Forget those people who have treated you like a fool. Forget those people who have toyed your feelings for the past few years. Forget those bad things that had happened in the year of 2008 and the previous years. They aren't worth your worry, your care, your friendship. Look forward to the new people that you'll be seeing. Look forward for the good things. Look forward to challenges. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was supposed to be my New Year Resolution of 2009. Best right? Only posting it like now?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it under the Drafts folder... Gahh.. alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a new start of my life from next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New school, new classmates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-1623286381542783277?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1623286381542783277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1623286381542783277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-or-bad.html' title='Good or Bad?'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1613665695570853730</id><published>2009-04-16T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:21:11.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minds Cafe.</title><content type='html'>Had work in the morning at 8 am!! Yoshinoya for brunch with CWT. Headed back to Evergreen Primary for 12-1pm lesson slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Clarke Quay after lesson. Met up with Revo 2! Ok, we had games at Minds Cafe. In fact, everyone were very friendly, unlike at BAoc. Yes, Im talking about those guys who left themselves out. Hahahas.. I only saw Aaron, Melvin, SuiHang, Ryan, Wanying, LiHng, Sebas, Ian, Jing yi, Serene and DeJun. The missing ones were either at PS or they didn't turn up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun games, I admit I am really bad at reaction games! Gahh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, left the cafe about early evening and went PS to meet up with some seniors and seng wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Fish Mahanttan. Cost me abt 20 bucks! Grr... Going to declare bankrupt lohs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Baby's house after dinner. Left the place with Serene, cuz we were taking the same bus!!!! Hahas. I think that I m super talkative lohs... Always bus-ed with Serene, I am the one telling tales like that! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, that's about it for Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-1613665695570853730?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1613665695570853730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1613665695570853730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/minds-cafe.html' title='Minds Cafe.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-8728620230886129879</id><published>2009-04-13T18:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:40:59.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MondaySunday Blues</title><content type='html'>I skipped EVCO prac AGAIN. Yes, I overslept. And just nice, Weikang is skipping as he is ill. What am I supposed to do? Can someone pls help me? Why am I dragging myself there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Weiliang today instead. Hmmm, we had lunch at Breeks. Had lots to catch up. We saw the Lamboghini club. 9 Lambos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, Home sweet home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to hit on the gym! Gahh, when reached there with Nic, they say weekends closed at 8pm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted our time lohs..... So went back to my area. Helped mummy to chop place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Alex, and had to ps Nicky! So sorry sorry!!!! And I didn't meet up with Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Upp Thomson with A. He was meeting his friend. Then, I saw Botak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied him to wash his car then home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does he have to say THANK YOU? That is something I think it's weird!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-8728620230886129879?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8728620230886129879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8728620230886129879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-sunday-blues.html' title='&lt;s&gt;Monday&lt;/s&gt;Sunday Blues'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-2751898507641347520</id><published>2009-04-13T17:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:42:49.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Her voice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't like, for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Im just bias! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-2751898507641347520?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2751898507641347520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2751898507641347520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/her-voice.html' title='Her voice'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-2138550946632944430</id><published>2009-04-12T19:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:18:34.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAoc</title><content type='html'>I went to BAoc the next day after I was back from Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Revo 2. These are the people i know.&lt;br /&gt;Revo 2 members - Wanying, Serene. Z, Kaikee, Jing Yi, Adeline, Ryan, Suihang, Seng Wee, Melvin, Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the GLs - Lingying, Ian, DeJun, Hweepeng, Serene W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHPcotkNPI/AAAAAAAAB5s/ibSIKwYkW0U/s1600-h/DSC02466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHPcotkNPI/AAAAAAAAB5s/ibSIKwYkW0U/s320/DSC02466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323764325400458482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIhhyDfpaI/AAAAAAAAB6M/ODL_LnIKe_E/s1600-h/DSC02465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIhhyDfpaI/AAAAAAAAB6M/ODL_LnIKe_E/s320/DSC02465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323854573761176994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHPca_IyGI/AAAAAAAAB5c/-92n8u7gKiM/s1600-h/CIMG3726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHPca_IyGI/AAAAAAAAB5c/-92n8u7gKiM/s320/CIMG3726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323764321716062306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHPcQeuOnI/AAAAAAAAB5k/4A7TGRNX-5Q/s1600-h/CIMG3728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHPcQeuOnI/AAAAAAAAB5k/4A7TGRNX-5Q/s320/CIMG3728.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323764318895749746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHPbVIAsMI/AAAAAAAAB5M/J6gZzXuSvo8/s1600-h/CIMG3720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHPbVIAsMI/AAAAAAAAB5M/J6gZzXuSvo8/s320/CIMG3720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323764302962798786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHPb850UsI/AAAAAAAAB5U/F_xKVLnmjtg/s1600-h/CIMG3721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHPb850UsI/AAAAAAAAB5U/F_xKVLnmjtg/s320/CIMG3721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323764313640686274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIhhcSCsaI/AAAAAAAAB50/JBt6MBvwMhg/s1600-h/IMG_0039+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIhhcSCsaI/AAAAAAAAB50/JBt6MBvwMhg/s320/IMG_0039+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323854567916614050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIhhfSAsWI/AAAAAAAAB58/dm0IM23igG4/s1600-h/IMG_0048+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIhhfSAsWI/AAAAAAAAB58/dm0IM23igG4/s320/IMG_0048+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323854568721789282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIhhRk8gAI/AAAAAAAAB6E/CTU_ssXgYtc/s1600-h/IMG_0062+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIhhRk8gAI/AAAAAAAAB6E/CTU_ssXgYtc/s320/IMG_0062+Copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323854565043109890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh... Im so &lt;s&gt;EXCITED&lt;/s&gt; about school's starting soon. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feelings filled till the brim of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How how how?!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-2138550946632944430?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2138550946632944430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2138550946632944430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/baoc.html' title='BAoc'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHPcotkNPI/AAAAAAAAB5s/ibSIKwYkW0U/s72-c/DSC02466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-4826273320941820092</id><published>2009-04-12T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:52:45.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years 2 months!</title><content type='html'>Okayy, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11 April 09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; marks the day of our 2 years and 2 months......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We somehow wore white tops and jeans out. We had dinner at Swensen Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach was filled to the brim that I could hardly walked! Super full ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to head over for flyers. But, time permits us to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had movie at AMK hub instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sniper&lt;/span&gt; was kinda boring for me, that I almost fell asleep in the theatres!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed back. We started to take pictures in my room and toilet! Hahas. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blamed him for not taking pictures outside, and for not reminding me!! GAhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIk8poUJvI/AAAAAAAAB6k/0D5m2AHKzZQ/s1600-h/DSC02491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIk8poUJvI/AAAAAAAAB6k/0D5m2AHKzZQ/s320/DSC02491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323858333891045106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIk9GN-S9I/AAAAAAAAB6s/1paikKg-1hE/s1600-h/DSC02519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIk9GN-S9I/AAAAAAAAB6s/1paikKg-1hE/s320/DSC02519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323858341565189074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIk8N1N-NI/AAAAAAAAB6U/4uCU8fvoj_A/s1600-h/DSC02509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIk8N1N-NI/AAAAAAAAB6U/4uCU8fvoj_A/s320/DSC02509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323858326428973266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIk8eMObKI/AAAAAAAAB6c/eSdgsBCj4lo/s1600-h/DSC02535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIk8eMObKI/AAAAAAAAB6c/eSdgsBCj4lo/s320/DSC02535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323858330820439202" 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/511803880509439496-4826273320941820092?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4826273320941820092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4826273320941820092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/2-years-2-months.html' title='2 years 2 months!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeIk8poUJvI/AAAAAAAAB6k/0D5m2AHKzZQ/s72-c/DSC02491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-6621660087623484390</id><published>2009-04-11T13:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T18:54:02.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in sgp!</title><content type='html'>Hahas. Im back from my fun trip at Bali. Pictures will do most of the talking.... hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our private beach at Seminyak.                        Breakfast at hotel in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeAyNII9jGI/AAAAAAAAB2s/vjn8P-kIMps/s1600-h/DSC02366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeAyNII9jGI/AAAAAAAAB2s/vjn8P-kIMps/s320/DSC02366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323309960656686178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeAyNfH-pHI/AAAAAAAAB20/k4GXe5_5Lyc/s1600-h/DSC02367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeAyNfH-pHI/AAAAAAAAB20/k4GXe5_5Lyc/s320/DSC02367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323309966826579058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day attire.                           With mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeAyNm6TPnI/AAAAAAAAB28/JgDKtSMrWns/s1600-h/DSC02370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeAyNm6TPnI/AAAAAAAAB28/JgDKtSMrWns/s320/DSC02370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323309968916692594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeAyN2nBWUI/AAAAAAAAB3E/D99ptJUhGUE/s1600-h/DSC02371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeAyN2nBWUI/AAAAAAAAB3E/D99ptJUhGUE/s320/DSC02371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323309973130795330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name list of those who died in Bali bomb.        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeAyOLwZdCI/AAAAAAAAB3M/mMMOBCeBqY8/s1600-h/DSC02376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeAyOLwZdCI/AAAAAAAAB3M/mMMOBCeBqY8/s320/DSC02376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323309978807268386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA2YHUdPbI/AAAAAAAAB3U/uLm4zIO_6vA/s1600-h/DSC02377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA2YHUdPbI/AAAAAAAAB3U/uLm4zIO_6vA/s320/DSC02377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323314547461537202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Bro.                                                  Mummy and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA2ZE95VxI/AAAAAAAAB3s/MOCP4hnlmCg/s1600-h/DSC02384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA2ZE95VxI/AAAAAAAAB3s/MOCP4hnlmCg/s320/DSC02384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323314564009907986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA2ZT7HTfI/AAAAAAAAB30/CFjnzbTpwc0/s1600-h/DSC02392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA2ZT7HTfI/AAAAAAAAB30/CFjnzbTpwc0/s320/DSC02392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323314568024772082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First group picture taken!                                    We love the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA2YTlOiHI/AAAAAAAAB3c/ez2sJziqguk/s1600-h/DSC02378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA2YTlOiHI/AAAAAAAAB3c/ez2sJziqguk/s320/DSC02378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323314550753101938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA2YrA1ZWI/AAAAAAAAB3k/2zyYOgh_5Bg/s1600-h/DSC02382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA2YrA1ZWI/AAAAAAAAB3k/2zyYOgh_5Bg/s320/DSC02382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323314557042910562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally seen a picture of both of us??                 The disappointing SUNSET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA744y_JoI/AAAAAAAAB38/Dg89wDJ6Ydk/s1600-h/DSC02410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA744y_JoI/AAAAAAAAB38/Dg89wDJ6Ydk/s320/DSC02410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323320608056878722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA75YI4FWI/AAAAAAAAB4M/86jj1CgA52s/s1600-h/DSC02402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA75YI4FWI/AAAAAAAAB4M/86jj1CgA52s/s320/DSC02402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323320616470189410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aristocat we were on...                                  Live music entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA754DhoaI/AAAAAAAAB4c/3bKftGBEvfQ/s1600-h/DSC02451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA754DhoaI/AAAAAAAAB4c/3bKftGBEvfQ/s320/DSC02451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323320625037681058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA75sHigTI/AAAAAAAAB4U/ep5BgrbxHo8/s1600-h/DSC02413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeA75sHigTI/AAAAAAAAB4U/ep5BgrbxHo8/s320/DSC02413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323320621833290034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked one of the crew to help us take!!       Another group picture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHG0jxX37I/AAAAAAAAB40/sWJp48brhP8/s1600-h/DSC02423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHG0jxX37I/AAAAAAAAB40/sWJp48brhP8/s320/DSC02423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323754840786460594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHG1AQlPBI/AAAAAAAAB48/LKATGfVT8ys/s1600-h/DSC02433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHG1AQlPBI/AAAAAAAAB48/LKATGfVT8ys/s320/DSC02433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323754848433552402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With mummy again! The wind!! argh.               :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHG0N3D5UI/AAAAAAAAB4k/s4WpviLuWMA/s1600-h/DSC02419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHG0N3D5UI/AAAAAAAAB4k/s4WpviLuWMA/s320/DSC02419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323754834904737090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHG0b0UMXI/AAAAAAAAB4s/JC44A6BQMc4/s1600-h/DSC02422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHG0b0UMXI/AAAAAAAAB4s/JC44A6BQMc4/s320/DSC02422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323754838651318642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went in there. It was the underground house that was dug by one single man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHG1YKXebI/AAAAAAAAB5E/POZ2-yhfgp0/s1600-h/DSC02445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeHG1YKXebI/AAAAAAAAB5E/POZ2-yhfgp0/s320/DSC02445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323754854849935794" 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/511803880509439496-6621660087623484390?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6621660087623484390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6621660087623484390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-in-sgp.html' title='Back in sgp!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SeAyNII9jGI/AAAAAAAAB2s/vjn8P-kIMps/s72-c/DSC02366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-4126517120402161235</id><published>2009-04-11T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:03:50.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopaholics!</title><content type='html'>Met ZJ for movie for Friday. I turned down Weiliang at the very last minute, I am so sorry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, wanted to catch the 3pm show. Wasn't able to catch it... The movie is old liao lohs, yet still so hot selling!!!! Rarr! We ended up getting tickets for 720pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to join her and her TP friends for lunch. Hmmm, she had really really friendly peeps. Her orientation group was so united that they even sang their cheers in Wisma Food Republic! Imagine all the eyes were on &lt;s&gt;us&lt;/s&gt; them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a move to go on a short shopping with Mummy, just nice she was in Orchard area. I told ZJ to join her friends first, call me when she's done lohs. I bought new make up brush for eye, liquid eyeliner and a new concealer from bodyshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in search of my shoes! I've got no shoes for hiphop lesson. It's the last lesson, should I give it a miss? Revo 2 is meeting on Tuesday.... I wna join in till everyone leaves, and not to leave early!! hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy, then accompanied Mummy to walk around. Headed to Cine for our show. GREAT show!!! I wna be have 12 credit cards as well. Of cuz, not to be like her la... Hahhas. Cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ZJ joined her friends after the movie. I headed down to Airport to fetch Big eye. Hmmm.. Had ban leong for dinner.. Yummy prawn paste wings!!! hahahas.. GREAT day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Sometimes, I wished to ask, can friends last a lifetime? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-4126517120402161235?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4126517120402161235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4126517120402161235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/shopaholics.html' title='Shopaholics!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-5765552008774753465</id><published>2009-04-02T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:28:56.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali, Here I come...</title><content type='html'>I am leaving for Bali tomorrow's evening..&lt;br /&gt;Again, my phone doesn't have autoroaming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will only be back on Monday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got camp on Tuesday onwards... Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally no work next week except for Friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna miss everyone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-5765552008774753465?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5765552008774753465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5765552008774753465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/bali-here-i-come.html' title='Bali, Here I come...'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-8024522923442947435</id><published>2009-04-01T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:49:50.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't cry my lover - DBSK.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;This is the meaning of my current blog song....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't cry my lover - DBSK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I finally alright now?&lt;br /&gt;This is what they ask me.&lt;br /&gt;I look so pained,&lt;br /&gt;my tears seep through my two hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the tears that blind my eyes fall,&lt;br /&gt;I can see you clearly.&lt;br /&gt;My love, don't cry.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should take you away with me.&lt;br /&gt;You still hold on to so many memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;I still love you so.&lt;br /&gt;I should give up.&lt;br /&gt;But, I can't let you go.&lt;br /&gt;You taught me how to love.&lt;br /&gt;Now, how can I forget you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I am drunk today.&lt;br /&gt;I call you but you don't pick up.&lt;br /&gt;Again, I cry.&lt;br /&gt;What did we say?&lt;br /&gt;Still those tedious words.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even say the words, "I'm sorry".&lt;br /&gt;What I have become...&lt;br /&gt;I cannot grasp the dream that is now distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love that you have been waiting for,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot have.&lt;br /&gt;The promise that we made,&lt;br /&gt;To shed our tears together.&lt;br /&gt;I can see them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-8024522923442947435?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8024522923442947435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8024522923442947435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-cry-my-lover-dbsk.html' title='Don&apos;t cry my lover - DBSK.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-5304358922234808206</id><published>2009-04-01T11:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T14:33:54.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sicked of Buffets.....</title><content type='html'>It's gonna be a super long post.. with lots of pictures... Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously had many many buffets and macdonalds for the week.. or rather since last week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from last Monday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Buffet dinner at Raffles Hotel Bar &amp;amp; Billiard Room.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Macdonald for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Macdonald for lunch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN!!&lt;/span&gt; (To save cost. Cause got McLunch.)&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Buffet Lunch at Swissotel Merchant Court.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Buffet dinner at Fairmount Hotel Plaza Market Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Monday - High tea at Equinox.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Macdonald for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the amount of buffet and fattening food that I've consumed.. Perhaps I am going to be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;300pounds fat girl&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Buffet at Raffles Hotel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdMHCW2t4II/AAAAAAAAB2c/yfpmAsrtzWA/s1600-h/P230309_20.48%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdMHCW2t4II/AAAAAAAAB2c/yfpmAsrtzWA/s320/P230309_20.48%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319603321930899586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdMHCB-pl8I/AAAAAAAAB2U/OvQyZm21OsU/s1600-h/P230309_20.48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdMHCB-pl8I/AAAAAAAAB2U/OvQyZm21OsU/s320/P230309_20.48.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319603316327028674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdMHCP1LqWI/AAAAAAAAB2M/9FLV9oDNxho/s1600-h/P230309_20.45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdMHCP1LqWI/AAAAAAAAB2M/9FLV9oDNxho/s320/P230309_20.45.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319603320045414754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Bad image due to the quality of camera... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Went to UOB to open account. How shit I found my IC. Thanks to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kah Hwee&lt;/span&gt;.. hahhas. The personal banker. He's kinda cute I think. Or perhaps I find him familiar.... He lives in Shunfu too.. hahhas. Then I went TPCO concert at VCH with Baby. Left to meet Nic after intermission. Had Swensen for dinner. I treated Baby ok! It's almost $60!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken before gng for concert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdMHB4LyPwI/AAAAAAAAB2E/xrfxhnOorvU/s1600-h/DSC02319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdMHB4LyPwI/AAAAAAAAB2E/xrfxhnOorvU/s320/DSC02319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319603313697767170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - I was not in the right mood. All thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"HIM"&lt;/span&gt;. Spoilt my mood right from the start of the day. I finished buffet with family. Then, I went to town with sister to do up our brows and nails. Went to Dad's place, his new place. So tired that I slept on my sister's bed without the bedsheet on. Best rights?! &gt;.&lt;  Sis was going clubbing, so I went to town to walk around myself. Waiting to see if could meet ZJ. We didn't meet in the end, I ended up with mummy at Firefly. "A pub for older generations!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdME8Eo1dSI/AAAAAAAAB18/Q2LTOwA9yCE/s1600-h/DSC02329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdME8Eo1dSI/AAAAAAAAB18/Q2LTOwA9yCE/s320/DSC02329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319601014938367266" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdME8BuL1qI/AAAAAAAAB10/bD-yqnvZ1iw/s1600-h/DSC02327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdME8BuL1qI/AAAAAAAAB10/bD-yqnvZ1iw/s320/DSC02327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319601014155499170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Supposed to go Cheng san for practice. But, got to send someone to airport in the morning, we had crystal jade for lunch. Hmmm. And met my sis in the night for buffet. HAHAS.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdMCXGstnrI/AAAAAAAAB1U/vU0rJr6BE4o/s1600-h/DSC02339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdMCXGstnrI/AAAAAAAAB1U/vU0rJr6BE4o/s320/DSC02339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319598180813086386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdME71OwUrI/AAAAAAAAB1s/Iu_98ccnS4w/s1600-h/DSC02331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdME71OwUrI/AAAAAAAAB1s/Iu_98ccnS4w/s320/DSC02331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319601010802447026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Work in the morning. Brought JoJo to pet clinic. I was rushing for time. Then, got home changed and make up, off I went for high tea. :) Life is Good. That's why I used LG phone?&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new pair of heels from Pazzion.. Bought at 55 bucks only.. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdL0sFRXPLI/AAAAAAAAB0E/nmpCCW-eJYY/s320/DSC02351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319583148044401842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdL0r-2kNrI/AAAAAAAABz8/acEptw56rto/s1600-h/DSC02348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdL0r-2kNrI/AAAAAAAABz8/acEptw56rto/s320/DSC02348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319583146321393330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdMCWVK6TRI/AAAAAAAAB00/tdRVdSkaGNg/s1600-h/DSC02358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdMCWVK6TRI/AAAAAAAAB00/tdRVdSkaGNg/s320/DSC02358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319598167517973778" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdME7C2p5zI/AAAAAAAAB1c/OWg5KgPIK4Q/s1600-h/DSC02365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdME7C2p5zI/AAAAAAAAB1c/OWg5KgPIK4Q/s320/DSC02365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319600997279590194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Work in the morning again! WT and I had Macdonald breakfast and bitching session. Then went back to work again. Kids are horrible man!! Gahh!!!!!~~  After work, went back to MFSS. Hahas. Before that, we were having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kopi &lt;/span&gt;opposite school. Both of us were gonna fall asleep soon. Back to school, saw Chee Siang, Yuxi, Fangyin. Mayflower CO standard is sliding down due to suona. Hmm, hope it gets better. Went for hiphop lesson after that with Len and Chloe. Had old chang kee, then to lesson. Can absorb better this lesson, at least know what I am doing finally, unlike the previous 2 lessons. Usual dining place after lesson. Then home. It's not the end of the day..... I still had mahjong session with Kayfong, Zhiwen and Yee Khang. Nic and Baby came as well. They went back abt 1 plus. Hmmm. Finally can rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is making me stress. High pay doesn't mean easy job. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now so into the book &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Why men love bitches"&lt;/span&gt;. Hahas. WT tell me, if I wanna be a bitch must slim down first. hahahas. Yahhs la.. I really put on a lot a lot these days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdL0ri46bEI/AAAAAAAABz0/u8s1EzhaK4A/s1600-h/DSC02344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdL0ri46bEI/AAAAAAAABz0/u8s1EzhaK4A/s320/DSC02344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319583138815044674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't show you my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;"CLASS"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"COOL"&lt;/span&gt; lappy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdL0rnvTz3I/AAAAAAAABzs/2z9eivjWpfo/s1600-h/DSC02345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdL0rnvTz3I/AAAAAAAABzs/2z9eivjWpfo/s320/DSC02345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319583140116942706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdL0q2yUP0I/AAAAAAAABzk/dir4HpPWvV4/s1600-h/DSC02346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdL0q2yUP0I/AAAAAAAABzk/dir4HpPWvV4/s320/DSC02346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319583126976216898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today is April Fool Day. I could still remember how he pranked me that I teared last year. Time flies. One year over le... Think back, it's actually stupid. How could I be so stupid and didn't know that he is fooling me... Is he trying to test me that time? Perhaps so.. Anyway, it's over. All of us are getting older.. Mindsets changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked my own lunch... The maid is busy with my lil' JoJo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdME7TnjUfI/AAAAAAAAB1k/FL5M5WYJShg/s1600-h/DSC02364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdME7TnjUfI/AAAAAAAAB1k/FL5M5WYJShg/s320/DSC02364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319601001779646962" 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/511803880509439496-5304358922234808206?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5304358922234808206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5304358922234808206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/sicked-of-buffets.html' title='Sicked of Buffets.....'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SdMHCW2t4II/AAAAAAAAB2c/yfpmAsrtzWA/s72-c/P230309_20.48%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-3950192149341148699</id><published>2009-03-26T05:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T05:35:10.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight or Good morning?</title><content type='html'>Ohh well.. Look at the time nw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to wake up at 8am to go to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's early to wake up now. And It's too late to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally feeling tired! And wna go to bed. Hopefully I won't be late for work later!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-3950192149341148699?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3950192149341148699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3950192149341148699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/goodnight-or-good-morning.html' title='Goodnight or Good morning?'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-7427232237444013201</id><published>2009-03-26T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T02:11:31.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.. Stress</title><content type='html'>Tired by the activites I have, the weird sleeping hours, and of course, work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been helping to go schools to teach TBY. Grr. Kids these days are really NAUGHTY!! Early in the morning especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only have a good rest at 5 am.. And the next thing I knew I got to wake up at 7am to go to work. Got to reach school at 8 or 830am depends on slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, I got data entry to do.. (Finally done. Money coming in soon.. Hmmm..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to attend dance lessons when I am dead beat. And in the end I absorb nothing out of the lesson. Luckily, tried to recall the steps these days.. Thinking that I can't waste the money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing is to change my sleeping time. Sleep early. Wake up early. So that I have concentrations for the day. School is starting soon. Being an owl wouldn't help me in my studies.. I am gonna chiong studies from 20 April. I must pass all 6 modules of my EP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going to continue for the next few weeks till school reopen. So dead.. Kids are driving me crazy. And their music teacher expect them to perform in 7 weeks time, when they know nuts about music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to MFSS today. Supposed to prac for dance. But din prac much la. Ended up talking... When we are about to leave, spoke to some camp instructors. Hmm. Kinda interested to join in...  Will give him a call next week then.. And will see how. Perhaps could work for the next 3 years in poly while working with them during the hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nic and Baby came to my place today. I slept througout until Nic left, and I still continued sleeping while the guys played games and downloaded movies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nic say I am really a big time pig. Can sleep for so long.. Pls lohs.. Tired de lohs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 food vouchers to be used. I am going to be a fat pig. Just had buffet at Raffles hotel with sis on monday. Food damn good. HAhas.. People dining there were kinda shock to see 2 young ladies there, eating from 7pm to 10pm.. hahhaas..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to receive my money soon. I wna get ipod touch. Change handphone!!! Hahas. It's a trend that me and baby will give each other monthly gifts.. April is my turn!! &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tml at 10am.. It's far ok!! In woodlands. Luckily every Tues got Weitong go with me.. HAhas.. The school is killing him too.. With all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOUSY&lt;/span&gt; erhu-s..hahahs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-7427232237444013201?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7427232237444013201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7427232237444013201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/tired-stress.html' title='Tired.. Stress'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1784602539914736132</id><published>2009-03-23T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T01:18:55.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious moments.</title><content type='html'>Baby stayed over my place for a couple of nights. Hahas. Starting from like Thursday? Mummy is finally back from her Shanghai trip. Gosh.. I wonder if Baby were to be busy, I would be damn lonely... Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rights. We din spend much time out. More of mahjong sessions, gaming sessions with Nicholas, ZJ, Kayfong, Beeying, Aybin and FuKuan.. Hmmm.. Not sleeping in the night, and we only sleep in the day all the way till night time then we have fun with friends again.. All the way till sunday evening... And I missed EVCO prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday went for dance lesson at Geylang Bahru. Learnt Rhumba that day.. Gonna get my dancing shoes!! Next lesson.. Social dance suits me so much more than Hip hop.. Damn.. I guess I am kind of losing interest in Hip hop.. Still got 3 more lessons to go... Hmmm.. I guess I am too clumsy for hiphop. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally fulfilled my cravings for macdonalds. McSpicy!!! Perhaps mood was rather bad.. And so I needed SPICY food.. A hungry man is an angry man.. hahhas. True enough..Baby was suffering..I had my anger vent on him.. Lalalas.. Sorry boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all bahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-1784602539914736132?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1784602539914736132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1784602539914736132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/precious-moments.html' title='Precious moments.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1224440602465406823</id><published>2009-03-17T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:22:18.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of sleep!</title><content type='html'>I didn't have enough sleeping time for these days. I am dead beat. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night, I waited for his call till 4am. And yet I got to get up at 7am to go for work. Yes, work - helping laoshi to go to radin mas pri and teach those little ones. It's super far la.. It's at Bukit purmei ave. Thanks lohs. And I wonder if I were paid doing this. Even if no pay, take it as an experience bahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so so dead!!! Met Baby finallyy after 4 days of his work. Damn! It's 4 days la. Some more he so tired, and then mood sure no good. I met sis after work for Dim sum lunch with papa. Then we went Bugis street for shopping. A super quick one. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home. Still, I am waiting for the boy to get up and meet me. Best man, I have been waiting since my lunch time ok! He didn't bother la. I am like a zombie liao lohs. I took a short nap. Real short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby finally came, we went to Bishan to eat and watch movie. "coming soon". Gosh.. Damn scary la. Not much of storyline, more of scaring you throughout the movie. After watching, took cab to pick Kayfong and ZJ up to my place. Mahjong session AGAIN~! hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, played the whole night! The whole game lasted for 5 hours plus, becuz we got a beginner with us. Hahas. Jiayous. Next time he will be one of our mahjong khakis. Hahas. Played till 5plus then sleep. I don't know what time baby and Kf left my place, when I woke up alrd 8 am! And I am sleeping in the living room. I supposed I refused to go back to my room to sleep (again, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LAZY!&lt;/span&gt;) when baby asked me to. Hmmm.. Then went back room to sleep till like 11 plus? Met Beeying at YCK to go NP tgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bought her laptop and I got my software done! Finally done with everything. I am now so dead.. I still got Hiphop lesson like in don't know less than 2 hours time. I need to sleep! I bet I am gonna fall flat when I am home tonight. Right now I just feel like taking a really short nap! Gahh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess I am addicted to MAHJONG!&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/511803880509439496-1224440602465406823?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1224440602465406823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1224440602465406823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/lack-of-sleep.html' title='Lack of sleep!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-3974938220469354259</id><published>2009-03-15T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:05:19.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't say goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fyPPEwsFtb4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fyPPEwsFtb4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Don't say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;You are always remembered in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's for you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-3974938220469354259?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3974938220469354259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3974938220469354259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='Don&apos;t say goodbye.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-2670727438451459461</id><published>2009-03-15T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:58:29.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>I am never a DBSK fan, but I somehow chanced upon their songs, hmmm. I think it's quite meaningful? hahas. Hmmm. Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/Sb_kcD3QRJI/AAAAAAAABxU/0XnlMpktnIE/s1600-h/DSC02302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/Sb_kcD3QRJI/AAAAAAAABxU/0XnlMpktnIE/s320/DSC02302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314217256045003922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/Sb_kcVjwR3I/AAAAAAAABxc/KTW8PeodcpI/s1600-h/DSC02313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/Sb_kcVjwR3I/AAAAAAAABxc/KTW8PeodcpI/s320/DSC02313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314217260795053938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo.                                                         Ice &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Karyl &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Karyl's birthday on Friday with Lena, Chloe, Nicholas, Siying. The dress code for the day is Black and White. Had movie - Race to Witch mountain. Then we had dinner tgt at shokudo. Super worth it. Each of us only paid 9 bucks cuz she got 20 bucks voucher. Hmmm. Had neoprints after that. She went home due to family matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAhas. She came to my place at 11plus. Then followed by Nic. We had mahjong session tgt till almost 4am. Then we had maggie mee for supper. Then went to bed. Super tired! Nic woke up abt 11 plus and went off. I practically slept the whole day. HAhas. And really woke up at only 1030pm! And washed up and stuff. Went to Tong shui Cafe with zj. Bitching session is here! ahahs. We chatted till abt 3 plus then home sweet home. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went EVCO practice today. Damn tired! Somehow didn't sleep last night. Practice could kill as well. Zheng laoshi wasn't here today! Yongshun took over. Pieces that we played is super difficult! Gahhh!!!! Can die.. I could only sit there and stone. Yeah, I think the feeling is back. Somehow got the urge to go back evco now, dun ask me why. Perhaps nothing bothers me now. Though I made them leave my life, and now we are on our own ways. It doesn't bothers me anymore. Not at all. I always believe, if we were meant to be friends, we will be. If fate has alrd been torn apart, so be it. Let's not go against heaven's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then home sweet home. Still got work to chiong. But, you know, I am SUPER LAZY! hahas. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-2670727438451459461?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2670727438451459461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2670727438451459461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/Sb_kcD3QRJI/AAAAAAAABxU/0XnlMpktnIE/s72-c/DSC02302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-8541708184300428685</id><published>2009-03-15T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:12:43.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't forget me, wherever you are in the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlAgIYJcAx0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zlAgIYJcAx0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-8541708184300428685?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8541708184300428685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8541708184300428685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-forget-me-wherever-you-are-in.html' title='Don&apos;t forget me, wherever you are in the world.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-9056943518520966110</id><published>2009-03-13T03:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T03:47:41.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back..</title><content type='html'>I know it's been super long since I've updated my blog. Boring days. What am I supposed to blog anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished my enrolment stuffs, got my lappy. I got a Lenovo Thinkpad. Hopefully it could last me for 3 years. Yeah.. :) Went to get it with BeeYing. Told her about cha cha lesson that she missed. Had a lot to talk after getting my lappy. HAhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every week for me is cha cha, hip hop and pipa. If I'm in the mood, I would also absorb a little bit of Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out is so difficult. Money is so hard to come by. I've spending like nobody's business! hahas. What's more, my baby boy is working in IT show. Ohh ya, the sweetie got me a nightmare before christmas dvd. Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone's information. I am now studying katakana. I think that it's easier to learn first, before I start working on hiragana. For the whoever who left a tag, yeah, I know who you are. I want to make things clear enough for you. It's not to argue with you. But I hope you could stop bothering me. Thank you very much "Leon".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-9056943518520966110?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/9056943518520966110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/9056943518520966110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-back.html' title='Im back..'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-6482418314942792317</id><published>2009-02-28T03:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T03:11:50.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>サヨナラ。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rVc06hphDV8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rVc06hphDV8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-6482418314942792317?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6482418314942792317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6482418314942792317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='サヨナラ。。。'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1739931186977945068</id><published>2009-02-27T08:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T09:16:22.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pls leave..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;コラ！　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;アタシワアナタノツマジャナイ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how important you are to me in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're ゴシュジン！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;モシワケナイ！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-1739931186977945068?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1739931186977945068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1739931186977945068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/pls-leave.html' title='Pls leave..'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-5756651468157361455</id><published>2009-02-21T03:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T04:10:27.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmo, the bistro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SZ8LwE5cVqI/AAAAAAAABw0/mSGnd6cOc0I/s1600-h/DSC02213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SZ8LwE5cVqI/AAAAAAAABw0/mSGnd6cOc0I/s320/DSC02213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304971806642034338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks at Cosmo, the bistro. With Baby. Nicholas supposed to be with us. Indeed he did, but just for a couple of minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SZ8Lw_-6fNI/AAAAAAAABxE/x1giZ4cVJxk/s1600-h/DSC02216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SZ8Lw_-6fNI/AAAAAAAABxE/x1giZ4cVJxk/s320/DSC02216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304971822502673618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Baby &lt;3&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SZ8LwekmljI/AAAAAAAABw8/j1N2-fZqwX8/s1600-h/DSC02215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SZ8LwekmljI/AAAAAAAABw8/j1N2-fZqwX8/s320/DSC02215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304971813533947442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See, that's nicholas Tan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nic came for a little while and went home. Had Carbonara Penne for dinner. I was just hungry, so I had my dinner there.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the drinks with my love one, we headed for a late night movie at Cineleisure. Watched Valkyrie(if Im not wrong..). History lovers will be attracted to the show for sure. Hahas. I studied History one ok! Adolf Hitler, I also know abit about him.. I supposed to know this guy. hahas.. Okk.. Then we cabbed home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random - I just found the video that I danced cha-cha with Mr Ong as my dance partner, and the rest with their partners. Cool. I looked so slim at that time.. Year 2007! I am feeling heavy and fat now.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... though my room is some how half-packed. My PINK card is still hiding at somewhere. I got to make a police report real soon.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late.. I've got interview tml and have got to make payment for my dance lesson. And I don't know if I need my IC.. Gahh!! Okay, I got to go sleep. Nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-5756651468157361455?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5756651468157361455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5756651468157361455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/cosmo-bistro.html' title='Cosmo, the bistro.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SZ8LwE5cVqI/AAAAAAAABw0/mSGnd6cOc0I/s72-c/DSC02213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-5319345356963357720</id><published>2009-02-18T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:13:31.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My PINK card!</title><content type='html'>I think I shall have a date with zj at the police station, perhaps tml. Damned! We lost our PINK card! IC! So dead... I want my IC back.. Stop playing hide-and-seek already! I feel so uncomfortable when my IC is not with me.. Damn Damn Damn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best la.. I some more laugh at zj when she can't find hers. And didn't realise that mine was lost too! How "GREAT"... I've dug everything from my cupboard and bags.. Where the hell could my IC be.. All thanks to myself for having such a messy room.. RARR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't find my IC by morning.. I shall visit the police station with ZJ! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PINK CARD!! STOP HIDING LE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-5319345356963357720?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5319345356963357720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5319345356963357720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-pink-card.html' title='My PINK card!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-4807064449679533320</id><published>2009-02-18T03:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:35:51.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My love</title><content type='html'>My love one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for not being able to celebrate our 2nd anniversary on the actual day.. And of course, our valentine's day! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for blur blur and my ettusai's powder! Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SZsQSjAa9UI/AAAAAAAABwk/4oyMjphAHSw/s1600-h/DSC02200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SZsQSjAa9UI/AAAAAAAABwk/4oyMjphAHSw/s320/DSC02200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303850896979588418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;V-day present - Blur Blur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SZsQTG-p59I/AAAAAAAABws/f1Gegd5prqM/s1600-h/DSC02202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SZsQTG-p59I/AAAAAAAABws/f1Gegd5prqM/s320/DSC02202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303850906635855826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2nd anniversary -Ettusai's Powder and Cleansing oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope you like your Braun Buffel wallet and the stuff I got from BKK for you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must cherish more times together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he feels wrong when I am not around. Hahas. See, people only cherish when what they miss are not around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's my life. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-4807064449679533320?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4807064449679533320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4807064449679533320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-love.html' title='My love'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SZsQSjAa9UI/AAAAAAAABwk/4oyMjphAHSw/s72-c/DSC02200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-38050244264118869</id><published>2009-02-18T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:24:40.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BKK Feb 09</title><content type='html'>Went BKK last week. Hahas. I am always overseas. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry baby, I made you celebrate v-day alone. BKK trip was quite a good one. Shopping non-stop! I even attended cooking lesson. Hahas. That doesn't mean I will cook for any tom, dick or harry. Hahas. I didn't even want to cook for my baby boy. Hahas. Anyway he didn't like thai food. Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day was cooking lesson. And then I went to shop for bras, got a velvet finish compact powder from make up forever. I kind of like that brand. :) But, it's troublesome that I have to go all the way down to Stamford House to grab their stuff, unlike in the past, I could just get it at Harbour Front. Yeah, I've got tonnes of bras! hahas. I have shortage of bras la.. All thanks to all the different maid that have spoilt my bras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shopped for Lacoste too! We never fail to go to at least a Lacoste shop in BKK.. Hahas. Got tonnes of stuff at Lacoste.. We spent more than 2K there la. Imagine how much we've got to get there. I got ZJ her polo tee. And Baby, I got him a Black Lacoste polo and a sun beach pants from Quicksilver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to MBK 555 Paperplus. Spent almost 90 bucks sin there. And that could last me for a couple of years I guess?! Yeah, it's really that cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the World-Class Cabaret show on V-day! Damn nice.. They are so pretty!! I've posted a couple of pictures in Facebook.. Feel free to view them!! Click &lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=79530&amp;amp;id=594240717&amp;amp;l=5ab6a"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to view them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my Biotherm moisturiser.. Got sis and bro stuff too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-38050244264118869?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/38050244264118869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/38050244264118869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/bkk-feb-09.html' title='BKK Feb 09'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-2743183771569374562</id><published>2009-02-04T03:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T03:58:23.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hols yet busy!</title><content type='html'>I am dead tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas came over, instead of us going out. Hahas. He came from NP. Played with Girl girl, played tai-dee.. Went for lunch with ZJ at Mingfa. Nic proceed to Orchard for work then. He actually wanted the fried rice that I used to cook in the past, no white rice. I don't have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I ate less than 8 mouths of noodles, and I can't finish the rest. ZJ's vietnam friend, Linh, came to look for her. Then went to collect my pipa! Great!! My pipa is finally in good condition after leaving at CSCC for many many many months to rot. It's spoilt la. Think might be cause of humidity, no one use.. And my pings all drop. Cost me 250bucks! Never mind, worth it! Hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went ZJ house for awhile. Mummy came to fetch me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw dinner, but I didn't touch a single food. Not hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooos. I practised my pipa for some time. I packed my stuff and went to Baby's place. I just got back not long. Went to help him with his school's work. I opened his cupboard, saw that dog. He's keeping in his cupboard, she should be happy i guessed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I am not. He even kept her stuffs with mine! I don't like it! I don't even like him to keep her stuff, especially that dog. I read the letter, or rather card, that she had given him. I don't like! I don't like! I don't like it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he said I was prettier than her and I am always in his heart. Perhaps that's enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered mac. I was damn hungry. Guess what.. My stomach became so pain. Argh.. I can't consume food! That's the consequences of it.. Gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped him with his stuffs, and his dad sent me home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just asked him a qns. But, I doubt he will do as what I say. Up to him then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIRED.. going to bed. nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-2743183771569374562?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2743183771569374562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2743183771569374562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/hols-yet-busy.html' title='Hols yet busy!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-8644354459707909407</id><published>2009-02-03T03:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T04:10:28.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pampering myself.</title><content type='html'>I slept at 7am! Supposed to be sleeping already. I can't explain my insomnia! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at almost 2pm. Met ZJ today. Went to trim our brows. Great. My brows are back to shape. ZJ got so reluctant to trim her brows initially, but she did in the end, perhaps it was my persuasion. Hahas. I told her that trim alrd, look prettier and stuff like that. It's seriously not pain for me! Guessed I am so used to it! And I did pedicure! Using my angbaos money.. 48 bucks gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to search my schoolbag around. It's gonna be my birthday present from Mummy! We went to many shops. Went to Ralph Lauren and saw Ruofan. A Gucci bag caught my eye! 740bucks if I am not wrong. But, can't withstand weight. Not the kind that I am looking for. Hop around, and finally found a nice, durable, evergreen bag for me to bring to school. Laptop are allowed to be placed in the bag too! Great! It's 200bucks only. Just nice, mummy's budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realise that I am actually kind of lucky. I could have a birthday present that cost 200bucks. A promoter told us that she got a 58bucks rectangular case that can be used for pencil case, make-up case, etc. And her daughter was very happy. I should feel contented with the self-chosen gift. Haven't buy it. Getting it by this week! I must get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally done with search of bags. We had pepper lunch for dinner. I had a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SMALL&lt;/span&gt; appetite these days. I can't finish my food. I left more than half of the rice on the plate. I don't know why, perhaps getting more and more weight-conscious. I am getting fatter. It's time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLIM DOWN!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZJ stayed over my place today again. First time, she slept before I do. Meeting Nicholas tomorrow morning.. He's gonna give us morning call at 920am! Look at the time now, I left just a couple of hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's exam are just a couple of weeks away. I am afraid. He is always stress and tends to ignore me whenever his major exams are coming. RARR! I hope no history will repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;14 Feb 09 is coming. I can't forget what had happened on that day a year ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Secure me with your love pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-8644354459707909407?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8644354459707909407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8644354459707909407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/pampering-myself.html' title='Pampering myself.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1898290645582759958</id><published>2009-02-02T04:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T05:14:28.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nocturnal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Birthday LEONARD KOH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent some time doing some changes to my blog. I told the boy I was to go to bed at 2plus. Look at the time now.. It's 5am!!! I am no different to a nocturnal animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to tell all. I got a new dog. Her&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; temporary&lt;/span&gt; name is "Girl girl". A Yoshire terrier. View my facebook for the naughty's girl photos! She's really naughty! She bullies Rascal boy. Though she is so small size, but she still wants to get down the 3 high steps which Rascal never walks down without his leash on him. I am afraid that she might roll down the steps one day! Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas. Yeah, another news. I think my name will be in Leonard's blog soon! Hahas. I actually woke up by sending a 生日快乐！text to him. He replied while he was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to do cross stitch again. No one going cold country, I don't think I want to continue my knitting at the moment. Unless baby, let me know when you are going some real cold countries, maybe I shall consider to knit you a scarf or sth. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking about the ring at Silvera, I have been eye-ing it for almost a year alrd. Should I or should I not get?! Gahhh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to overseas trip with baby! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dead beat, going to bed now. Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-1898290645582759958?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1898290645582759958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1898290645582759958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/nocturnal.html' title='Nocturnal'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-8542665842552940594</id><published>2009-02-02T01:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T02:16:26.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends.</title><content type='html'>Weekends are supposed to be spent with family. But, this weekend I actually spent it with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HIS&lt;/span&gt; family instead. Gees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went his house ytd night. It was a CNY celebration, his brother's birthday and eve of mother's birthday. He invited 2 of his classmates, fukuan and brandon, not forgetting myself! Had a little chat with his da sao. Haha. We were talking about looking out for our man. As well as asking me to pop by their place one of the days to whip up a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went over to the table that his frens were at. And we started to laugh out loud as the topic was about someone! Hahas. Had a walk after FK and Brandon left. Then had some chat with his friends. They left and he sent me home.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SYXmn3UgKhI/AAAAAAAABus/5gc_ODXgbVg/s1600-h/DSC01959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SYXmn3UgKhI/AAAAAAAABus/5gc_ODXgbVg/s320/DSC01959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297894109210487314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, supposed to go EVCO for tuan bai. However, gotta go for his mother's birthday celebration at Boon Lay. Between the two events, I guessed people will know which I will/had choose. Today's food was great. Went his house after that, watched bits and pieces of Transporter movies. Baby sent me back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are video-calling with each other on msn! (It's been long since we video-called each other)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the two of us snapped a shot after many months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SYXmntZbgYI/AAAAAAAABuk/CA_-T24TnEo/s1600-h/DSC01967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SYXmntZbgYI/AAAAAAAABuk/CA_-T24TnEo/s320/DSC01967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297894106546798978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SYXmnt380sI/AAAAAAAABuc/1uJ9Up_jKxo/s1600-h/DSC01971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SYXmnt380sI/AAAAAAAABuc/1uJ9Up_jKxo/s320/DSC01971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297894106674811586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SYXmnXbbamI/AAAAAAAABuU/shADcXmT3zw/s1600-h/DSC01965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SYXmnXbbamI/AAAAAAAABuU/shADcXmT3zw/s320/DSC01965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297894100649601634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you baby! &lt;3&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/511803880509439496-8542665842552940594?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8542665842552940594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8542665842552940594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekends.html' title='Weekends.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SYXmn3UgKhI/AAAAAAAABus/5gc_ODXgbVg/s72-c/DSC01959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-3166913201279598105</id><published>2009-01-30T12:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:41:51.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:250%;" &gt;To men, their words may mean rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;But to their girl, their words actually can make us remember for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-3166913201279598105?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3166913201279598105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3166913201279598105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/01/talking-sense.html' title='Talking sense'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-8285156709574350080</id><published>2009-01-29T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:54:36.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail Therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;RETAIL THERAPY IS THE BEST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I went shopping with sister today! Great shopping for me, at least. I got a pair of pazzion shoes, which cost me about only 20 bucks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Got my Zara spag top to suit one of my skirts. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I was really in a foul mood. I didn't want to reply his text. I was pissed enough. As usual, he came up with many reasons to defend himself! Yeah, sick doesn't mean he has the privilege to let him show his foul attitude all he want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sometimes, it wasn't about being an understanding girlfriend. But, I don't think I have to bother about someone who is my boyfriend. And he does things out of obligation. He could actually live with it that he did not give his girlfriend her birthday present. And it only shows how important was I in his life, isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Enough of rantings. Retail therapy actually brightens up my day, allowing me to be happy for a couple of hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-8285156709574350080?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8285156709574350080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8285156709574350080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/01/retail-therapy-is-best-i-went-shopping.html' title='Retail Therapy'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-615661852266932800</id><published>2009-01-29T02:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T03:24:03.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Love is just so strange. I don't know if it's that he had changed. But, I felt so different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Taking my kindness for granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I even cooked for him when he was sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;He took hours to reply my sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;He didn't bother to answer my call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;He treats my birthday as every other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;He could even not give me a birthday present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;He didn't bother to take care of me when he needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;He didn't bother about my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;He only bothered about his pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;His cousin is so much more important than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;He treats me like a life buoy. (He asked for my company when he has no one.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ETC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know what else could I ever say. These were disappointments. And these were stuffs that I exchanged for with my more-than-2-years- of love. I no longer stand any importance to him. His pride is more important than me. I can't stand this kind of men, which is everywhere around me. I am gonna say this the last time for HIM, you treat me like shit, don't you dare expect me to treat you like God. Treat me like how you are supposed to, or else just fuck off! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;你对我的爱还有多少？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我忘不了你对我的所做所谓，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;我忘不了那个女人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;别怪我，我也是个女人。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;你能不能再次对我像你的女友？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;你能不能多爱我一点？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-615661852266932800?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/615661852266932800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/615661852266932800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/01/thinking-of-you.html' title='Thinking of You.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-6975716266422498300</id><published>2009-01-19T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:48:25.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;It's been a long long time since I ever blogged. I mentioned that I was LAZY! Indeed I was! Anyway it's 18 Jan!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Happy Birthday to me!!&lt;/span&gt; Hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;It wasn't a really great one. But, I am glad the presence of many that accompanied me on this day! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you all, those who accompanied from 18 Jan, 12am all  the way to 18 Jan 2359.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;After we left my sister's friend's son full month, we headed down to Liquid Kitchen for some drinks and bites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi5zsnI23I/AAAAAAAABsY/bBfu_1n12_o/s1600-h/DSC01755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi5zsnI23I/AAAAAAAABsY/bBfu_1n12_o/s320/DSC01755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294185659773803378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi50XAs9wI/AAAAAAAABsg/w1CudOrAm1g/s1600-h/DSC01750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi50XAs9wI/AAAAAAAABsg/w1CudOrAm1g/s320/DSC01750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294185671155316482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi508n2DTI/AAAAAAAABso/oMY_65_h-A0/s1600-h/DSC01752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi508n2DTI/AAAAAAAABso/oMY_65_h-A0/s320/DSC01752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294185681251601714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Then home to have more food and drinks. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Attended the EVCO AGM'09 in the morning. Yeah, no feedback as I was away for some time. Sat with Minhui, hahhas. We ended up bitching throughout the meeting! Had lunch with Xiuhua and Minhui then went to Anna's push cart. Accompanied her work while waiting for ZJ to come and meet me. We ended up didn't go anywhere. We went straight to Eunos as Papa is bringing us for my birthday dinner.  We had seafood! It's been really really long since I had a BIRTHDAY meal with my father and even had a cake(though I can't take cakes, for those who knows me well should know la!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi7q9hEXFI/AAAAAAAABtQ/Mgg_zlQsl2g/s1600-h/DSC01762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi7q9hEXFI/AAAAAAAABtQ/Mgg_zlQsl2g/s320/DSC01762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294187708716178514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi7qZknYqI/AAAAAAAABtI/l8talR9yctU/s1600-h/DSC01764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi7qZknYqI/AAAAAAAABtI/l8talR9yctU/s320/DSC01764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294187699067380386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi7qJ1AYMI/AAAAAAAABtA/cInIs6EZEBw/s1600-h/DSC01766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi7qJ1AYMI/AAAAAAAABtA/cInIs6EZEBw/s320/DSC01766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294187694841159874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi7p7rOmkI/AAAAAAAABs4/LxanHWS4ZAc/s1600-h/DSC01768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi7p7rOmkI/AAAAAAAABs4/LxanHWS4ZAc/s320/DSC01768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294187691042052674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi7pS_2Y8I/AAAAAAAABsw/yJgpcbbfUWo/s1600-h/DSC01769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi7pS_2Y8I/AAAAAAAABsw/yJgpcbbfUWo/s320/DSC01769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294187680122692546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Then headed to Thomson plaza to become an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AUNTIE&lt;/span&gt;! hahas. Did shopping of food for chalet's bbq which is the following day. Got those food, went home &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ALONE&lt;/span&gt;! and marinate them! Gees! I can marinate nice food out.. except for my PORK CHOP! hahas. After marinating, I was like half dead alrd. Went to bed. And woke up quite late which explains why &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LEONARD KOH&lt;/span&gt; had stated in his blog that we are slow!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;He did not celebrate with me my birthday at all. =(&lt;br /&gt;My birthday to him was unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking, where's my present.&lt;br /&gt;I chose to remain speechless, I do not have any more comments about it.&lt;br /&gt;The thoughts about my birthday'08 flashed across my mind every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference.&lt;br /&gt;It's never really a HAPPY birthday. =(&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/511803880509439496-6975716266422498300?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6975716266422498300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6975716266422498300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to ME!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SXi5zsnI23I/AAAAAAAABsY/bBfu_1n12_o/s72-c/DSC01755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-5763511051240128220</id><published>2009-01-13T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T02:49:07.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy-girl</title><content type='html'>I am really being a lazy girl right now. Lazy fingers refuse to blog. Results are finally out. I shall keep it short. :) I am neither disappointed nor happy. At least there's place to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who were concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results didn't really have a big impact on me, as long as there's somewhere to go. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will take some time before I start blogging again. I am tired~! It's getting late already. Nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wna go to bed and dream of my boy. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-5763511051240128220?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5763511051240128220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5763511051240128220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/01/lazy-girl.html' title='Lazy-girl'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-2476201891350201862</id><published>2009-01-05T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:49:55.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hellos!! I am finally back in Singapore. Went Taiwan with family. =) I din really enjoy the trip to the fullest actually. But, still okay. I didn't take many many pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;shall upload if I have those few? Hahas. I still have my Japan photos to be uploaded!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I thought Taiwan had a lot to shop. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Taiwan wasn't bad. I guess it was my mood that was bad. Nopes, I din throw tantrum! Just moody bahs.. The best part was food food food and food!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I landed late at night on Saturday night. And went to cscc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-2476201891350201862?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2476201891350201862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/2476201891350201862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2009/01/taiwan-trip.html' title='Taiwan Trip'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-7764796048667832984</id><published>2008-12-31T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:36:54.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The year is ending..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It's the last day of 2008. Lots of thoughts are flashing through my mind today. It's 11pm. I remembered how I spent the last day of 2007. I remembered who I have spent it with. Not the precious boy, sad to say. He chose to spend it with his friends. This year, it was my fault that we couldn't spend new year's eve tgt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I seemed to feel alittle distant from home. I guess when I am back I need some time to get used. Been overseas, and only back to Singapore to spend Christmas. It wasn't a good one either. My tears are all dried up. Little angel left us. I couldn't forget the gruesome sight of how she left. But the fact is really hard for me to accept. She had left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Year 2008 supposed to be a good year. But, I couldn't believe as it was a hurdle that is hard to cross over, one after another. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I lost 2 'brothers' from evco and little angel in year 2008.&lt;/span&gt; It was really a good time for some reflections for the year. What have been done, what are not supposed to be done. In anyway, what's done cannot be undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It's the year of my major exam. To be distant from friends that you can't contact due to the exams. Or rather, they alrd had their own life and left u aside. To feel disappointed and to disappoint people. It's a time for a change. I am no longer like a small kid. Things have to change. Things have to be learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I always wanted to escape from reality so much.&lt;/span&gt; I didn't really want to go home. I miss ANGEL. But still, I have Rascal to take care of. I have to go back. I can't escape from reality anymore. Though there are still planned trips for the year of 2009 before the school term starts, but I know Rascal needs me. He needs the whole family. It was so wrong to leave him alone in the house with the maid. Yeah, I didn't mention. I am now in Taiwan. I am only in Singapore for a couple of days. And Angel girl left. Now I am in Taiwan only returning this sunday morning.  I don't feel like going home. I wished to go out in the night and return only in the morning. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-7764796048667832984?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7764796048667832984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7764796048667832984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-is-ending.html' title='The year is ending..'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-318618576695867414</id><published>2008-12-16T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:29:17.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hellos! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am in Japan right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Missing my dear boy much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Falling sick soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I miss HOME!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Baby,I miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-318618576695867414?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/318618576695867414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/318618576695867414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/12/japan.html' title='Japan..'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-8292543492925255313</id><published>2008-12-07T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T02:04:20.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pipa Youth competition'08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 December, Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I went to watch the competition today. They were playing Long Chuan, which is also the same piece that I will be bringing to Japan and perform. Absorbed quite a lot. Especially Huirong's. She did really well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Sitting there made me understand actually what the audience were listening. And of course, I tell myself that I don't want to make mistakes that some of them have made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I want to bring out the best performance in Japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Saw Zhuo shifu, the one whom I always take my pipa for repair to. He saw me. I think I've lost touch with CO circle for long. He came to me and ask, " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are Chen YanJun right?&lt;/span&gt;"( in mandarin) I was stunned. How he know my name... And I only knew that he was Zhuo shifu when he told me so. OMG!! I so malu!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Saw someone. But I chose not to say hi. I don't want to make myself paiseh. I guessed he wouldn't greet back. So keep quiet is the best. =) For what I've posted before, sometime forgiving will really calm one's mind. Anyway, it wasn't my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Congrats to laoshi's student who got into finals! Huirong, Yihui, Jaslyn, Denise, Gale. Jiayous for finals!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Met baby after viewing the competition. We had dinner at one of the Japanese Sushi's restaurants at Marina Square. Actually wanted to get my passport back from Ms Ng, she was too late alrd. Wanted to get home soon after buying my heat packs! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(rmb to view back for photos to be uploaded soon.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-8292543492925255313?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8292543492925255313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8292543492925255313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/12/pipa-youth-competition08.html' title='Pipa Youth competition&apos;08'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-7001560675646628872</id><published>2008-12-05T04:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T05:11:03.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It got worse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wasn't happy to stumble upon someone's blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of course, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE&lt;/span&gt; got his rights to blog. But, I think that he should give some respect to me, as well as my boy. I didn't want to cause any trouble right here. I think that he should be sensible enough at the age of 18!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He meant that I took my boy's life away. OMFG! I think someone should knock some sense into him. First, I couldn't stand the way he text my boy. Who will? He sent till as if my boy were&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HIS&lt;/span&gt; boyfriend. Sending things that are unnecessary. Like, Heyz, I think I like to speed alot. Something like that, which ordinary friend, or even a good friend will never send such thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I believe, for me and zj, we will never send such.. ermm I don't know what word to describe it. But, I guessed it's redundant! I think even bestest friends have a barrier. As in, there are somethings we don't have to say or rather express to our bestest friend. What's more he is not your bestest friend. He is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just a FRIEND&lt;/span&gt; And Thanks to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUY&lt;/span&gt;! You spoilt my bloody mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never want to intrude my boy's private life, which includes this 18 year old guy who is trying to discord our relationship. Mister, if that is your objective, I guess you can wait and wait and wait, bcuz that will never happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;He is my boyfriend, and not yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-7001560675646628872?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7001560675646628872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7001560675646628872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-got-worse.html' title='It got worse'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-4026624948238167194</id><published>2008-12-05T03:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T04:51:47.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It wasn't great.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The week started off with choir practices! And hell! Hahas. There's this rule in choir. If you are late, you are to be fined! I dun even pay my co fund. And choir actually expect me to pay for being late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Chen wasn't happy. He indirectly shoot me for not attending the past 2 practices! Spoke to Ms Ng. Ms Mok has been helping me. Thank you! I wasn't happy with Chen. I had alrd specifically mentioned that I will not commit 100% to choir. I have other commitments. I have my own item as well. And frankly, I have no passion for choir. That explains why I joined co instead of choir, isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Rights, after practice on Tuesday, went to Coldwear and got our stuffs with zj and her mum. Then we went Orchard Scotts Isetan to get leg warmer. Think about it, it's just a trip to Japan and even we have yet to arrive there, we are already spending a lot of money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Went to collect my contact lens on Wednesday. Then met mummy at hub. Had dinner at Sticky Rice. Omg! It's expensive! People, condemn that place! Baby was with us. He did not eat, he needs to be back for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Thursday was choir practice again. I finally bought my hair spray and walk into the school with my hair sprayed! Chloe was finally caught for her coloured hair. With my huge instrument, walking around in school. I was totally unhappy with my performance. Man! I am going Japan next Tuesday alrd. And it seemed that there's still not enough practice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Went Thomson plaza with zj and dearest. Wanted to grab a drink from Starbucks. The queue was too long, thus we headed for KFC for dinner. Then walked around, had ice-cream. My boy sent me back and he went home after receiving numerous missed calls by his dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow is the day that the pipa youth cat is taking place. Jiayous to those that I know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-4026624948238167194?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4026624948238167194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4026624948238167194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-wasnt-great.html' title='It wasn&apos;t great.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-4071748530441021666</id><published>2008-12-05T01:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T03:40:07.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ at Nemesu Ave &amp;&amp; Golfing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28 nov, Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I guessed I better put the date. It seems like I am getting lazier and lazier to BLOG! Rarr~! I sent out invitations to many. Ended up 14 people came. I thank my dearest for coming over to accompany me, no doubt he wasn't close with my classmates. It must have bore him out. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgW_tmPpkI/AAAAAAAABrg/RxgJgwPjzms/s1600-h/DSC00524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgW_tmPpkI/AAAAAAAABrg/RxgJgwPjzms/s320/DSC00524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275992247292110402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It took the guys a lot of time to start the fire. Nicholas gave us the idea of bringing my electrical fan out to my bbq pit. hahas. Great! The fire really became well.. food cooked!! Thanks guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgW_HkW_XI/AAAAAAAABrY/PQPN58mwwVE/s1600-h/DSC00522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgW_HkW_XI/AAAAAAAABrY/PQPN58mwwVE/s320/DSC00522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275992237083655538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group Photo with all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgW_wgy_UI/AAAAAAAABro/bggPgubKVds/s1600-h/DSC00526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgW_wgy_UI/AAAAAAAABro/bggPgubKVds/s320/DSC00526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275992248074566978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Prepared too much food. Couldn't finish! RARR! hahas. The girls gossip about every single thing. Laughing out, the guys were enjoying their food. Baby and ZJ stayed over night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29 Nov, Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Dearest woke up and went home. He got changed, showered and came along with us to OCC to play golf. HAhas. Yes, I am starting golf again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgxOKaq8EI/AAAAAAAABsI/KxLI4TlibTE/s1600-h/DSC00541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgxOKaq8EI/AAAAAAAABsI/KxLI4TlibTE/s320/DSC00541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276021082848686146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgxNxEGOLI/AAAAAAAABsA/_OG7_9OsF_E/s1600-h/DSC00539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgxNxEGOLI/AAAAAAAABsA/_OG7_9OsF_E/s320/DSC00539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276021076043118770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgxNkUBLlI/AAAAAAAABr4/g0_2ur5HeRE/s1600-h/DSC00537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgxNkUBLlI/AAAAAAAABr4/g0_2ur5HeRE/s320/DSC00537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276021072620236370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgxNAPbYxI/AAAAAAAABrw/uT-fReb9Pcw/s1600-h/DSC00536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgxNAPbYxI/AAAAAAAABrw/uT-fReb9Pcw/s320/DSC00536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276021062937305874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Had dinner at Raffles Town Club after that, then home sweet home. Dearie was bored. He played with our little doggy. =) hahas. I m wondering when will I have a new one.. Gees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgxOnlMsJI/AAAAAAAABsQ/gaoG6BGxfMA/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgxOnlMsJI/AAAAAAAABsQ/gaoG6BGxfMA/s320/DSC00556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276021090677469330" 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/511803880509439496-4071748530441021666?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4071748530441021666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4071748530441021666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/12/bbq-at-nemesu-ave-golfing.html' title='BBQ at Nemesu Ave &amp;&amp; Golfing'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STgW_tmPpkI/AAAAAAAABrg/RxgJgwPjzms/s72-c/DSC00524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-7450677239757618873</id><published>2008-12-03T03:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T03:27:29.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STWIDF-Tt6I/AAAAAAAABrQ/nbunA9jXd-Y/s1600-h/DSC00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STWIDF-Tt6I/AAAAAAAABrQ/nbunA9jXd-Y/s320/DSC00008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275272125258905506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fate brought us together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Fate gave us the second chance to be together in April 08.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STWICgN_vvI/AAAAAAAABrI/I5kOi3V2oaY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STWICgN_vvI/AAAAAAAABrI/I5kOi3V2oaY/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275272115124158194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;When we were really tied down by our busy stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Video call each other just to get to see each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Though we often look stupid in the video, but we are just there to amuse each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Communication will further improved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STWICTBDc9I/AAAAAAAABrA/ofnJddnXwDM/s1600-h/DSC00514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STWICTBDc9I/AAAAAAAABrA/ofnJddnXwDM/s320/DSC00514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275272111580214226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;The lovely boy got me donuts which I have been craving for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STWIBj8sP-I/AAAAAAAABq4/a2NgxBQmCfg/s1600-h/DSC00511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STWIBj8sP-I/AAAAAAAABq4/a2NgxBQmCfg/s320/DSC00511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275272098945449954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I just couldn't resist the donuts~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STWIBESEFOI/AAAAAAAABqw/fkRvk8voV38/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STWIBESEFOI/AAAAAAAABqw/fkRvk8voV38/s320/DSC00475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275272090445157602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Having a cup of coffee, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;discussing about every little thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;it seems boring, but in fact we get to understand each other more and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Different men came in and out of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Only the one who will hold on to me will survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;To be able to survive in my life ain't an easy thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;To be able to tolerate my temper, acts of rash, unreasonable demands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He is the only one who will hold on to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;He is the only one who have the courage to love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And I will only give my heart to one who has the courage to love me.&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/511803880509439496-7450677239757618873?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7450677239757618873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7450677239757618873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/12/baby.html' title='Baby'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STWIDF-Tt6I/AAAAAAAABrQ/nbunA9jXd-Y/s72-c/DSC00008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-6711784447491060240</id><published>2008-12-03T02:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T04:55:17.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness Therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think that this is quite a meaningful post for all. I received this email written by Eugene Loh (Okay, I don't know who he is, it is just stated in the email.) and decided to post it here. It's part of a learning journey for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When someone hurts you, there is nothing you can do to undo or reverse the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; hurt. You might feel that retaliation can assuage your pain, that your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; suffering can be made worthwhile by causing injury to your attacker, but it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; only keeps you stuck in a place of hatred. The grudges you harbour are like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; an anchor that keeps you weighted down. If you continue to hold an intense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; grievance, you are giving what happened in the past the power to determine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; your present emotional well being. Until you forgive, you will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; victimized over and over again, trapped in an emotional prison, unable to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; move on with the rest of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But do you really believe in forgiveness? Are some injuries so grievous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; that they should not be forgiven? Murder, for example? Or an extra marital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; affair? Or can everything, ultimately, be soothed by the balm of amnesty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Each one of us will have a different view of the extent and scope of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; forgiveness. But in order to get on with our lives, we all have to try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Even the parents of Protestant and Catholic families in Northern Ireland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; whose children had been killed by each other, had to find some way to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; reject the cycle of violence and embrace peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Studies have shown that there are measurable benefits to forgiveness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;For instance, forgiving is good for your health. Studies show that people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; who forgive more readily report fewer health problems while people who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; blame others for their troubles have a higher incidence of illness such as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; cardiovascular disease and cancers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Forgiving is good for your peace of mind. Studies of divorced people show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; that those who forgave their former spouse were healthier emotionally than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; those who chose not to forgive. The forgivers had a higher sense of well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; being and lower anxiety and depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;If you're trying to forgive, but find it extremely difficult, don't be too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; hard on yourself. Remember, forgiveness is a process - it takes time and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; patience. You must be ready. Realize that forgiveness is for you - not for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; anyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You also have to understand that forgiving does not mean you are condoning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; the actions of the offender or what they did to you. It does mean that you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; will blame less and find a way to think differently about what happened to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Forgiveness gives you the chance to leave the bad things in the past, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; refocus on the positives in your life. To invest more time, energy and love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; on the people and things you still have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Remember, a life well lived is the best revenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-6711784447491060240?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6711784447491060240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6711784447491060240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/12/forgiveness-therapy.html' title='Forgiveness Therapy'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-8089262201445057053</id><published>2008-12-01T03:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T04:08:51.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir Practice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Once again, it's choir practice. This time round I have even more to say about that CHEN! RARR! He literally embarrassed me in front of the whole choir. Ohh well.. thank you? I am sorry people, but this post will not be a happy one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He, as an external teacher, actually catch me for my hair colour. And I guessed he's already going to give me a 'GREAT' time in Japan. But, nah nah! I am going to listen only to Ms Mok or Mrs Leong's command. I am there to perform my pipa as behalf of CO! I am sorry Choir people, I seriously do not have any grudge or hatred for you guys. I just didn't like the man standing right in front of the Choir, to think that he has the power to do everything, anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope people should understand that we are there as helpers, or rather GUEST singers. Hello! Treat us like one. And don't treat us as if we owe you! And we must do it for you. I can jolly well say no and withdraw myself out of the Japan trip. But, I guessed Ms Mok and Mrs Leong will be very glad that there's a representative of CO going to the Japan trip. I could see that they are very eager to see my performance, as they were impressed during Mr Ong's wedding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Last words for the Chen. I gave you the respect, but you chose not to give me. Ohh well, I mean as in human to human respect. To me, you are an external teacher. For god's sake, I am a graduated student. I even had my graduation cert. Do you have any rights over me? Think about it then! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I regret signing up for the Japan trip. It causes me real lots of problems. Fuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-8089262201445057053?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8089262201445057053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/8089262201445057053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/12/choir-practice.html' title='Choir Practice'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1140774812762271129</id><published>2008-12-01T03:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T03:49:52.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LLG BBQ and Verisia send off at airport.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Same for LLG bbq! I 've yet to receive photo to upload. Hahas. We got there quite late actually. But, we were the last to leave. =) And she said 'bye' to me, which is maybe a good first step? Hahas. Well, anyway thanks LLG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;okay, I am lazy to blog, so I shall just post pictures at the airport! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLq-qLowjI/AAAAAAAABqo/f02yziXoptM/s1600-h/DSC00498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLq-qLowjI/AAAAAAAABqo/f02yziXoptM/s320/DSC00498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274536475800158770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLq9YLbp_I/AAAAAAAABqg/lW4D8wCh27M/s1600-h/DSC00501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLq9YLbp_I/AAAAAAAABqg/lW4D8wCh27M/s320/DSC00501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274536453787592690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLq9EG_RCI/AAAAAAAABqY/7nt4Y675Spc/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLq9EG_RCI/AAAAAAAABqY/7nt4Y675Spc/s320/DSC00481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274536448400245794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I held back my tears. Zahidah and Zj finally gave up holding back their tears and shed it on the bus. Too many things had happened this year, and I am too used to holding back my tears. It's just to put up a strong front. I am not strong either. Deep in my heart, I could feel that I couldn't bear to leave this friend of mine. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Take care Verisia. Don't forget us alright?! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-1140774812762271129?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1140774812762271129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1140774812762271129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/12/llg-bbq-and-verisia-send-off-at-airport.html' title='LLG BBQ and Verisia send off at airport.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLq-qLowjI/AAAAAAAABqo/f02yziXoptM/s72-c/DSC00498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-7363248946467637541</id><published>2008-12-01T03:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T03:28:07.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir Camp! &gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Damnn shiit!!!!!! Choir camp.. I think it's totally RARR!! I really can't think of any word to describe it. I skipped the Wednesday camp.. Okay, the camp was supposed to be from Wednesday to Friday. 3D2N in school. Ohh damn! It's so restrictive la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;And wasted all my time on the stupid amazing race! (I am not saying that the person who planned is stupid.) But, I think I am also not part of the choir members why must must must I join in? Hello! I need to practice my instrument as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Okay, fine. Forced to join in. Shan't make myself so unhappy! I therefore enjoy myself throughout.. Until I went back to school. Realised that Mummy is cooking dinner for tonight. I wanted to go home! It's been YEARS since mummy cooked! Hahas. Miss her cooking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Ben took this for me. Hahas. look at my dressing! Fbt with that camp tee running around whole singapore!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLoesUwAYI/AAAAAAAABqI/8YUIXSraKSA/s1600-h/P201108_16.41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLoesUwAYI/AAAAAAAABqI/8YUIXSraKSA/s320/P201108_16.41.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274533727596183938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Road map at Jurong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLoeeF9z7I/AAAAAAAABqA/mXA6QfeASIQ/s1600-h/P201108_15.09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLoeeF9z7I/AAAAAAAABqA/mXA6QfeASIQ/s320/P201108_15.09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274533723776077746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;My group members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLoghgzV7I/AAAAAAAABqQ/Vfi3zE7Roh4/s1600-h/P201108_16.43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLoghgzV7I/AAAAAAAABqQ/Vfi3zE7Roh4/s320/P201108_16.43.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274533759053682610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Station by station. We ran around. And all thanks to a girl named Boh Yi from Choir. She spoilt my damn mood from the second station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I knew the Chen will never be happy. However, I can't be bothered. You don't respect me, then don't expect me to respect you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;But, I really admire the times when choir is really united as one. Choir members are basically quite nice to guests. Except for their instructor. OMG!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-7363248946467637541?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7363248946467637541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7363248946467637541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/12/choir-camp.html' title='Choir Camp! &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLoesUwAYI/AAAAAAAABqI/8YUIXSraKSA/s72-c/P201108_16.41.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1524891743449450783</id><published>2008-12-01T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T03:14:55.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLieFYKLOI/AAAAAAAABp4/ZCgFeGzkKpY/s1600-h/P191108_20.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLieFYKLOI/AAAAAAAABp4/ZCgFeGzkKpY/s320/P191108_20.28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274527120071732450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Farewell Verisia, take care when you are in overseas. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We will miss you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLidyE0VeI/AAAAAAAABpw/nIAmT0A6__c/s1600-h/P191108_20.29%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLidyE0VeI/AAAAAAAABpw/nIAmT0A6__c/s320/P191108_20.29%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274527114890335714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I accompanied baby to Clarke Quay after his lesson and went to meet Zj and Zahidah before joining the rest at Orchard Swensen with Verisia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Most of us had the pasta and desserts! Zahidah, Verisia, zj and myself, we shared a fondue.. =)) Hahas. We never stop taking pictures! (The pictures are all with Verisia.) After the dinner, though it's raining, we never fail to cross over to Heerens and Cineleisure. Actually wanted to take neoprints, all were closed. Then, the four of us mentioned above, we got the same rose hp accessory. =) Verisia bought it for me. Thank you! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Attended&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Verisia,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Zhaojie,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Zahidah,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Yung Chung,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Jun Chai,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Shimin,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Aaron,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Guang Liang, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Joshua,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Siying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Yupps, the ones mentioned above went for the farewell dinner.. I don't have the group photo. Still waiting for Verisia to email me the photos. I've yet to hear from her. :(:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Okayy, I am going to blog event by event.. Instead of dates then. It's been so long, I can't rememberthe dates really well. Sorry!&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/511803880509439496-1524891743449450783?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1524891743449450783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1524891743449450783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/12/farewell-dinner.html' title='Farewell Dinner'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/STLieFYKLOI/AAAAAAAABp4/ZCgFeGzkKpY/s72-c/P191108_20.28.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1590902182251610959</id><published>2008-11-30T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T01:13:00.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz tagged by Esther!!! (GRRRReat!!!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="style32"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A: People who have been tagged must write their answers in their blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;B: Tag 10 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those tagged cannot refuse doing. These people must cannot tag that person back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;C. Continue this game by sending it to other people:&lt;br /&gt;#1 Zhaojie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#2 Weiyu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#3 Sijia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#4 Jiahao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#5 Leonard Koh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#6 Dongfang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#7 Ruiling( i know you are always reading my blog.. so.. yupps! do it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#8 Nicholas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#9 Cheryl Tham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;#10 Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1) What have you been doing recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Sleep, eat, play psp &amp;amp; computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2) Do you ever turn your cellphone off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Yupp, I only do so when my battery is empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3) What Happened at 10am today ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ I was sleeping with ZJ on my left and WY on my right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4) When did you last cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Just.. And he knows why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5) Believe in fate/destiny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Yes, I do! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;6) What do you want in your life now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ To be able to be successful in business plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;7) Do you tend to make relationships complicated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ No! I am always faithful.. So you better cherish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;8) Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Hahas. Now? Yupps. I am wearing my mum's lacoste polo tee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;9) What was the last movie you caught?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ HSM3? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;10) Does anyone know you like him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Obviously he knows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;11) Do you speak other languages besides English ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Chinese, a little bit here and there of dialects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;12) What is your favourite website?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ my blog? I don't know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;13) What are you going to do tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Not going to sleep tonight. leaving for malaysia at 5 am for golf game in desaru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;14) What do you think you are like ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Always doing things in rash. Never think properly. Aiyoooo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;15) What would you choose to die with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ I think my pipa. People, if I were to die, please burn me with my pipa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;16) Where have you been today ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Home, OCC, Raffles Town club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;17) What games do you play often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ PSP games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;18) Who are you missing right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Who else?! Of course its him la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;19) If you have to choose between a friend &amp;amp; your lover , who would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ See who's at fault before making the decision??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;20) What are you doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Obviously this stupid quiz! I shall do it. Anyway, I am bored!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;21) What Secondary are you from ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Secondary 4 going Poly Year 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;22) Name 3 colours you like .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Black, Orange, Pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;23) What emotion do you like to show ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Whatever emotion that I am feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;24) What is life to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Live life to the fullest, cherish everything you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;25) If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ I don't know, depend on what is the 'something' lohs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;26) Who did you last chat with on MSN today ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Zhaojie Zhaojie Zhaojie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;27) Who do you admire most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ I think is Alex Tan? Hahas. I love the way he live his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;28) Which month were you born in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;29) How do you feel right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Hungry, bored and... still a little sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;30) What is the time now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ 1.05 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;31) What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is like ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Best primary school friend.. She is the best.. cause she tagged me!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;32) What colour do you use to dye your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Golden Brown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;33) What do you do when you're moody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Everybody around me will be in it as well. I am sorry! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;34) At which state do you want to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Las Vegas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;35) Who is important to you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Everyone around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;36) If today were the last day of your life, What would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ I will ask for people's forgiveness for my wrongdoings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;37) Who is/are the person/people that you trust the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Family? close ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;38) Do you believe seeing a rainbow after a rain ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Maybe? I am seeing a slight rainbow in my toilet every morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;39) If you have a dream to come true , what would it be ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Only I myself will know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;40) What is your goal for this year ?&lt;br /&gt;~ Perform well for the Japan trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;41) Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;42) What feeling do you love the most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ The feeling of in love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;43) Do you really think it's global warming now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Yes, the weather is like shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;44) What feeling you hate the most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Embarrassed? Thanks to Greg Chen, he actually embarrassed me in front of his choir members! Hello!! I am not a member of Choir la! Shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;45) Do you like doing quizzes ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ No!! So.. people please don't tag me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;46) Do you believe in God ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Yupps..But, I am not a Christain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;47) Who cares for you the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ I don't know who is true..I live life as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;48) What have you regretted in your whole life ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Yes. For the things that i've done in a rash and hurt people's feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;49) What would you do if nobody cares for you any longer ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ I will be at a loss, and try to make my life happier..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;50) What would you do if your girlfriend/boyfriend 2-time you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Ask him to eat my shoes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;51) How do you feel right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;~ Mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done, people. Please don't tag me anymore!! RARR..&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/511803880509439496-1590902182251610959?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1590902182251610959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1590902182251610959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/11/quiz-tagged-by-esther-grrrreat.html' title='Quiz tagged by Esther!!! (GRRRReat!!!)'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-3677255292700488746</id><published>2008-11-26T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T15:07:06.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Events...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;It's been almost a week since I blogged. And yes, I am super duper bored at home. Best fren got her company till tomorrow. Spending quality time with her 'kimchi'. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Prom is over. And that stupid camp! (Okay, Im sorry if I offend anyone out there). I was called to go school early in the morning with so little time to prepare. I didn't bother. I took my own sweet time to get myself to school. That CHEN is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me blog a couple of things that have passed for the one week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Farewell dinner for Verisia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Choir camp! Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- LLG BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Send off Verisia at the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- Choir prac again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-3677255292700488746?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3677255292700488746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3677255292700488746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/11/events.html' title='Events...'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-7184601289262215591</id><published>2008-11-19T04:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T05:47:52.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom Night 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMuSR2O9bI/AAAAAAAABnw/7hFycj2TD_I/s1600-h/DSC00310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMuSR2O9bI/AAAAAAAABnw/7hFycj2TD_I/s320/DSC00310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270106880517010866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;On the way to Concorde Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I am glad that I looked different on that day. Gees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I guessed that's nothing much to blog about, except for pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I didn't post all pictures. For more, pls click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=63097&amp;amp;l=3e264&amp;amp;id=594240717"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMuSyhtY0I/AAAAAAAABn4/7tpYru34gPE/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMuSyhtY0I/AAAAAAAABn4/7tpYru34gPE/s320/DSC00319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270106889289294658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMuT9dxWlI/AAAAAAAABoQ/EBp2dj5jt_8/s1600-h/DSC00351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMuT9dxWlI/AAAAAAAABoQ/EBp2dj5jt_8/s320/DSC00351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270106909405436498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMuTMndb2I/AAAAAAAABoA/O_5pzV1HYvs/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMuTMndb2I/AAAAAAAABoA/O_5pzV1HYvs/s320/DSC00331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270106896292736866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMxgXzpK6I/AAAAAAAABo4/-e1FA_SQpVQ/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMxgXzpK6I/AAAAAAAABo4/-e1FA_SQpVQ/s320/DSC00373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270110421169810338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMxgCPoVOI/AAAAAAAABow/A1Bn8n3TcxQ/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMxgCPoVOI/AAAAAAAABow/A1Bn8n3TcxQ/s320/DSC00375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270110415381615842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMxfZh7J_I/AAAAAAAABoo/GiceBVRa_ro/s1600-h/DSC00370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMxfZh7J_I/AAAAAAAABoo/GiceBVRa_ro/s320/DSC00370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270110404452493298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The night was rather fun, we danced around, and even took off our heels. Sad to say that the dance floor is rather small. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;And I guessed everyone wondered why Mr Ong was not attending the prom night. That disappoints everyone I guess, and to some of us, it's usual for his absence already. He said that he would prepare something for us after the prom. =( disappointments i guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;After which, ZJ and I cabbed down to HK cafe at Upp Thomson for a drink and went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-7184601289262215591?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7184601289262215591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7184601289262215591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/11/prom-night-2008.html' title='Prom Night 2008'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMuSR2O9bI/AAAAAAAABnw/7hFycj2TD_I/s72-c/DSC00310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-5238089797969795651</id><published>2008-11-19T04:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:55:20.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choir Practice.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 november, Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We woke up and went to school together. RARR. I am pissed upon mentioning about the morning. But, it wasn't that bad when Nita actually din know that I have moved and I asked him to give us money to take cab to go home. Hahas. He gave me 12 bucks. Gees. Supposed to change into home clothes. But, we ended up back to school in uniform. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I had a hard time to get into school due to my coloured hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And I saw someone on the bus, with my messy hair and jacket cover over my head. I think I look the worst of all times. RARR! How can I look so......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Nita came to pick us up at the school gate. Return him his money, and actually told him the truth that I have moved for 2 years alrd. And we ran in all the way to get away with the security guard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We had our practice and went to amk central to do my pedicure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rushed home. Baby actually wanted to get me donuts before going home. But, time wasn't on our side. Hahas. He chose to go home one lohs! Lazy bum.. Never mind, he said he will get me donuts. I shall see when! Hmpf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Got prepared for prom! winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Zj's mummy came over to pick me and we went to have our hair and make-up done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Off we go to Concorde Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;I wanted to say hi,&lt;br /&gt;But, I guessed she would never take away the grudge and hatred she had for me.&lt;br /&gt;And so, I decided to be silent instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-5238089797969795651?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5238089797969795651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5238089797969795651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/11/choir-practice.html' title='Choir Practice.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-462447203491403269</id><published>2008-11-19T04:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:43:02.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;16 November, Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mummy went overseas without telling me. Damn! It's 'family day'! I gonna spend it alone. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hahas. That was the morning. Zj came over in the afternoon. We did some grooming. Gees. And zj do up her nails herself. Supposed to go far east plaza to get a change for her glue. But, I have it. So she used mine instead of the hassle down to far east.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;We had dinner at ban leong. HOR FUN! I guessed this word is very sensitive to my dear. cause, mummy frens always ask him, "today got buy hor fun for us not?" hahas. Rights, my baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then we went back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-462447203491403269?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/462447203491403269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/462447203491403269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/11/girls-night.html' title='Girls night.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-7710564207608600673</id><published>2008-11-19T03:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:17:45.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls-out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15 november, Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Went Orchard with ZJ today. Went to her house to meet her. She was baking cookie with her mummy. I guessed we were too bored to stay at home and the boyfrens were not free. We went different maid agencies to help mummy to search for a new maid! Got back a few bio-data.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Headed for Cineleisure next. I went to get my nails done. Ta-dah. It's pretty. But, it's too long for me and it's hard for me to get used to it. Rarr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;We went Taka, and saw a few cuties mascots. Took picture with them. Gahh, I thought zj could take with the baby mascot. And I asked her to take for me first. But, he was rushed to go. Im sorry, zj. Or else, she would have taken with her favourite mascot. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMhpxmDRXI/AAAAAAAABmg/O-DfvtFyITE/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMhpxmDRXI/AAAAAAAABmg/O-DfvtFyITE/s320/DSC00294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270092990524900722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMhq0GS7WI/AAAAAAAABm4/31YqPlrIDuA/s1600-h/DSC00300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMhq0GS7WI/AAAAAAAABm4/31YqPlrIDuA/s320/DSC00300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270093008376884578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMhqTxAUFI/AAAAAAAABmw/6PfZjbxqFnQ/s1600-h/DSC00297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMhqTxAUFI/AAAAAAAABmw/6PfZjbxqFnQ/s320/DSC00297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270092999697649746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMhqHD5n7I/AAAAAAAABmo/9UigU2QXtwc/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMhqHD5n7I/AAAAAAAABmo/9UigU2QXtwc/s320/DSC00296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270092996287242162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;She is always complaining about my lousy camera skills. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;After that, we went far east. Saw my favourite ThinkWhite. Baby and I got our rings there, we never wear le. I don't why also. =( Anyway, chatted with one of the partners who opened the shop for almost an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMhrWuxHrI/AAAAAAAABnA/eHfn9zbtwZc/s1600-h/DSC00302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMhrWuxHrI/AAAAAAAABnA/eHfn9zbtwZc/s320/DSC00302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270093017673440946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Went to meet baby after that. And we went home together. As usual, he went home early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-7710564207608600673?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7710564207608600673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/7710564207608600673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/11/girls-out.html' title='Girls-out.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMhpxmDRXI/AAAAAAAABmg/O-DfvtFyITE/s72-c/DSC00294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-3133646410353360263</id><published>2008-11-19T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T03:01:21.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 yr 9 months celebration =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14 november 08, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Zj and Pyongshin came to stay over in the night. I went for my pipa lesson in woodlands in the morning. And back home. I continued sleeping, while the 2 people are watching my korean drama. I showered and waited for baby to end his lesson and reach my house. It's btr for him to leave his laptop in my house before we go out for fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;We had dinner at Din Tai Feng Wisma. Hahas. Our stomachs were fully-filled. That day wasn't that bad, except for the part that we could not hire a taxi and ended up in a bus to upp thomson. Though we were very very full, we were craving for ice-cream. Went Cheeky chocolate. I love the interior designing.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Din Tai Feng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMKAtNnGxI/AAAAAAAABl4/HU3Rb2Q1z-M/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMKAtNnGxI/AAAAAAAABl4/HU3Rb2Q1z-M/s320/DSC00270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270066996206574354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupp, my new hairstyle. And he didn't like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMKBE2uBUI/AAAAAAAABmA/ijLyjw0Q4_4/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMKBE2uBUI/AAAAAAAABmA/ijLyjw0Q4_4/s320/DSC00287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270067002553009474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He only thinks about food.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMKBUZRYjI/AAAAAAAABmI/Xju04kDX8uc/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMKBUZRYjI/AAAAAAAABmI/Xju04kDX8uc/s320/DSC00292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270067006724465202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalas. Our desserts of the day.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMKCcD0udI/AAAAAAAABmY/lfFPKzj905Y/s1600-h/DSC00293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMKCcD0udI/AAAAAAAABmY/lfFPKzj905Y/s320/DSC00293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270067025961859538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMKB9Dl17I/AAAAAAAABmQ/Rdwqzp5ilBc/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMKB9Dl17I/AAAAAAAABmQ/Rdwqzp5ilBc/s320/DSC00291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270067017639385010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;And headed home. He is always going home so early.. =( And we didn't take pictures together. How shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-3133646410353360263?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3133646410353360263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/3133646410353360263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/11/1-yr-9-months-celebration.html' title='1 yr 9 months celebration =)'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMKAtNnGxI/AAAAAAAABl4/HU3Rb2Q1z-M/s72-c/DSC00270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-4844237775001315396</id><published>2008-11-18T14:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:35:24.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O level is over!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13 November, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;The final paper is finally over after a struggle of study for the past few months. Yeah!!! (okay, I sound like a kid. ) But, well.. it's really a relief to finish the major exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;Say goodbye to the examination hall. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMlBIro8tI/AAAAAAAABnI/lfSChJSwcxY/s1600-h/P131108_09.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMlBIro8tI/AAAAAAAABnI/lfSChJSwcxY/s320/P131108_09.04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270096690394231506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I got home and change.. Met Auntie at J8. Had quite a long chat. And I met mummy at 2pm to have our hair done. I went to dye my hair. Hahas. Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;The stylist cut my fringe. Din really like. But, I love the colour that I have dyed though I actually wanted some red on my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gees. The expensive process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMlBwxF1CI/AAAAAAAABnY/f8Mv3fVkpL4/s1600-h/P131108_15.49%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMlBwxF1CI/AAAAAAAABnY/f8Mv3fVkpL4/s320/P131108_15.49%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270096701154513954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMlBakkhTI/AAAAAAAABnQ/uqrk6zaUiEo/s1600-h/P131108_15.19%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMlBakkhTI/AAAAAAAABnQ/uqrk6zaUiEo/s320/P131108_15.19%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270096695196419378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He said I look like a China woman. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yanxi said that the colour was nice. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I guessed even it's nice, mummy wouldn't say it's nice, bcuz of the price. How shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Okayy, my hair cost my mummy $229.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Then baby met us at century square. Went for a bday dinner for mummy at cafe brios. Gave mummy a collage as a bday present and the DKNY bag for her to bring to gym. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMlC2Uk8PI/AAAAAAAABno/R1_6kMT1Bq0/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMlC2Uk8PI/AAAAAAAABno/R1_6kMT1Bq0/s320/DSC00269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270096719825400050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMlCnv_nPI/AAAAAAAABng/-uHScri9Av0/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMlCnv_nPI/AAAAAAAABng/-uHScri9Av0/s320/DSC00262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270096715913862386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;After which, mummy sent baby home cause he was too tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Long day, I was dead beat too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-4844237775001315396?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4844237775001315396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/4844237775001315396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-level-is-over.html' title='O level is over!!'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SSMlBIro8tI/AAAAAAAABnI/lfSChJSwcxY/s72-c/P131108_09.04.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1378329738298382158</id><published>2008-11-13T02:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:54:58.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>现在都几点了。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;我不明白为何我还在着，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;也没顾虑到明日8点的会考。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;心里有许多想说又不该说的话。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;而他也是原因之一。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;我讨厌他的自私！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;我讨厌他不说对不起！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;我讨厌他有时对我说话的语气！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;我不想再做从前的我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;决心，尽量改那坏脾气。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;重新做人。忘掉一切的不愉快。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;有时真想离开，重新生活。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;你知道当你在巴士车站跟我说你再也不会理我的饮食习惯时，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;就好像在跟我说你不会再理会我了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;有时很想做戏中的女演员，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;想哭时，她们的男人一定会帮她擦眼泪。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;现在的你只会在那儿看。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;他不会关心只会责备。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;不然为了自己的面子，就叫大家忘掉一切。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;我的男人能不能再一次像从前的那么爱护我呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;我的男人能不能借我他的肩膀哭呢？ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;甜蜜的时段我无法忘记，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;只是希望能再一次拥有。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-1378329738298382158?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1378329738298382158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1378329738298382158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='现在都几点了。。。'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-1537727370733643369</id><published>2008-11-09T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:01:38.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3M Family Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRfj1gA1xtI/AAAAAAAABlI/aX_AkEvsWtA/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRfj1gA1xtI/AAAAAAAABlI/aX_AkEvsWtA/s320/DSC00231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266928797499115218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Family day at 3M Woodlands Plant. I think, after I had been to so many Family Days, I guessed this is one of the worst. Anyway, it wasn't that bad afterall. Baby accompanied me to the event. He didn't enjoy much anyway, except for the launching part. Somehow he didn't want to go... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Today was also macdonalds day! We had lots of macdonald as meals today. I think we will be skipping macdonalds for at least a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway, keep it short. I shall just post some pictures. I still have papers to study for. &gt;.&lt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcIGtZWb3I/AAAAAAAABlA/HC9X2oQ8pvc/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcIGtZWb3I/AAAAAAAABlA/HC9X2oQ8pvc/s320/DSC00228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266687200591245170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game stalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcG3efSxBI/AAAAAAAABkI/Gmu5-CxKKvE/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcG3efSxBI/AAAAAAAABkI/Gmu5-CxKKvE/s320/DSC00207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266685839379973138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roller-bowling.. like some kid la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcIF119PGI/AAAAAAAABk4/BWMTokH9494/s1600-h/DSC00224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcIF119PGI/AAAAAAAABk4/BWMTokH9494/s320/DSC00224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266687185678842978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look so old... baby snapped that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcIFkBP1RI/AAAAAAAABkw/FfqZf35-nmQ/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcIFkBP1RI/AAAAAAAABkw/FfqZf35-nmQ/s320/DSC00220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266687180894360850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. So paiseh, the egg can't get into the mouth~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcIFUUZ0AI/AAAAAAAABko/FsLNICpFwcU/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcIFUUZ0AI/AAAAAAAABko/FsLNICpFwcU/s320/DSC00218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266687176679739394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some games there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcIFF8SJkI/AAAAAAAABkg/H9jybPf56qU/s1600-h/DSC00216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcIFF8SJkI/AAAAAAAABkg/H9jybPf56qU/s320/DSC00216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266687172820477506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were still a kid, I sure would be there playing with those bubbles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcG4XnPvdI/AAAAAAAABkY/KK-6I-CPDP4/s1600-h/DSC00213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcG4XnPvdI/AAAAAAAABkY/KK-6I-CPDP4/s320/DSC00213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266685854714150354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wna get in and snap a photo! But. That boy didn't allow!&lt;br /&gt;It was only a picture. And he said that I want to get in to PLAY! RARR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcG3g4QviI/AAAAAAAABkQ/Fz7lWbpZKfY/s1600-h/DSC00209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcG3g4QviI/AAAAAAAABkQ/Fz7lWbpZKfY/s320/DSC00209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266685840021569058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;We took rest at my mum's car. Switching on the air-con..&lt;br /&gt;And we started launching her car. Hahas..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcG2SHS5nI/AAAAAAAABj4/2dqqOIupU7U/s1600-h/DSC00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcG2SHS5nI/AAAAAAAABj4/2dqqOIupU7U/s320/DSC00191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266685818878223986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my baby. A car lover. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcG2ytPATI/AAAAAAAABkA/kmpwXy_40FQ/s1600-h/DSC00206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRcG2ytPATI/AAAAAAAABkA/kmpwXy_40FQ/s320/DSC00206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266685827627286834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The little toys I won, and the macdonald gift - rmb happy meal? Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRfj1whN8iI/AAAAAAAABlQ/JGwMdiLayrk/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRfj1whN8iI/AAAAAAAABlQ/JGwMdiLayrk/s320/DSC00232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266928801929884194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;We slept throughout the afternoon. And got up only at almost 9pm! Then, we changed up and went out. He went to meet his friends, while I went to meet ZJ for supper. Hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRfoy5iIxnI/AAAAAAAABlo/AlF0s2hhTOs/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRfoy5iIxnI/AAAAAAAABlo/AlF0s2hhTOs/s320/DSC00237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266934250368190066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRfoyflqBcI/AAAAAAAABlg/lytoQSVC1DY/s1600-h/DSC00236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRfoyflqBcI/AAAAAAAABlg/lytoQSVC1DY/s320/DSC00236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266934243403630018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRfoxxmM0JI/AAAAAAAABlY/snG_ILRyhbA/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRfoxxmM0JI/AAAAAAAABlY/snG_ILRyhbA/s320/DSC00235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266934231057879186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Though we were only sweet sixteen, it seems that O lvl are going to be over. And mummy has loosen the curfew time. Gees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;We went HK cafe. Hahas. I want to thank her for being my listening ear, advising me with pointers in life. We ended up chatting up till 2am! See, who else will it be, only your best friend will be there for you no matter what. =) 7 years. Thinking that she will be heading for jc, while I will be heading to poly. Lifestyle changes. And you can imagine how much time will we ever spend together... &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-1537727370733643369?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1537727370733643369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/1537727370733643369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/11/3m-family-day.html' title='3M Family Day'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRfj1gA1xtI/AAAAAAAABlI/aX_AkEvsWtA/s72-c/DSC00231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-6110048755832344307</id><published>2008-11-07T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:03:34.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friend - HSM3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRb68gYTa4I/AAAAAAAABjw/zemlwj69Dx4/s1600-h/HSM3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRb68gYTa4I/AAAAAAAABjw/zemlwj69Dx4/s320/HSM3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266672731647339394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Went out with ZJ last Thursday &amp;amp; Friday. And finally we had the time for a movie tgt, yes, just the two of us spending quality girls time tgt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;We went Orchard to have a walk about. She had her haircut, while I accompanied baby at home before meeting her. We watched HSM3 together. I know it is an old show alrd. But, we still want to catch it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Before the movie, we bought something for our dearests. Pyong-shin is touched when he received it. My dear ask a question that I had expected.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "How much did you pay? Sure very expensive one."&lt;/span&gt; Shall take a photo and show you guys soon. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then had our movie. Gosh! Zj nose bleed. One day dunno nose bleed how many times! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Then I headed home. A long-no-contact friend called me up and asked me how have I been. Quite nice of him. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;While zj went to meet her boy to give him the 'something' that we had bought for our dearies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;we went to get our Prom dresses. Gees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Had my eyebrow trimmed today. Happy. It's seems to be a shopping day for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;We got our dresses from Daniel Yam. Hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Then I went to make my customized nails from shugar! It's not expensive. Now got discount, people wna do.. hurry ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Then headed home. Met baby. Accompanied me and went home about one plus. =) Thanks dearie for being there. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-6110048755832344307?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6110048755832344307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/6110048755832344307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-friend-hsm3.html' title='Best Friend - HSM3'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRb68gYTa4I/AAAAAAAABjw/zemlwj69Dx4/s72-c/HSM3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-5980697040328918474</id><published>2008-11-06T02:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T02:32:38.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship - Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes it's just the different kinds of lifestyle that we're leading,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things are no longer the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if they don't forgive me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It no longer matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At least, I've learnt from my mistake - a moment of rash that led to a couple of things to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I realised what are true friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I once thought that they were the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Again, I was wrong about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perhaps it's just the different lifestyles that we're heading towards, and different goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will no longer blame myself for the cause of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think I've blamed enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somethings just have to come to a full-stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank God, at least I knew and I learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even if all of you thinks that I am a bad girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I knew my baby will walk with me through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I knew my bestest friend, Karyl, will walk with me through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The two utmost important persons besides my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your life is to be determined in your own hands. To be successful, to lead a good life, it's all in your hands. I could only say : We should overcome all the impossibilities to succeed in life. Without goals and aims, you're just continuing your life aimlessly, which also means meaninglessly. Then, ask yourself what kind of life are you leading?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Learn the mistakes you made, it doesn't matter if people will forgive for your little mistakes that you have done. But, at least you know and you learn is the utmost important thing. Life has to move on. Your world doesn't only evolve around these few people. You'll meet more people in life. If you really become a changed person, people will know. Those who doesn't, you may choose not to bother. It's hard for them to continue to do many things in life with hatred, unforgiving heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forgive and forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've learnt and forgave myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/511803880509439496-5980697040328918474?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5980697040328918474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5980697040328918474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendship-life.html' title='Friendship - Life'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-511803880509439496.post-5526905425074654610</id><published>2008-11-06T01:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T02:07:19.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quantum of Solace 007.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHeVtb-H9I/AAAAAAAABjc/LDtoiuRxzxc/s1600-h/QOS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHeVtb-H9I/AAAAAAAABjc/LDtoiuRxzxc/s320/QOS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265233903928352722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Chinese paper was over. Mummy gave me 2 movie tickets for me and baby to enjoy. Gees. Took a bus to Suntec City together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;We're invited! Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHd1leQZaI/AAAAAAAABjU/N2w0yVK8Sn0/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHd1leQZaI/AAAAAAAABjU/N2w0yVK8Sn0/s320/DSC00173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265233352034641314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;We had Subway for dinner after the movie. As usual, we couldn't stop taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHd1UHp6kI/AAAAAAAABjM/05OfWQ9l96A/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHd1UHp6kI/AAAAAAAABjM/05OfWQ9l96A/s320/DSC00152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265233347376441922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See he so hiao... Talk on phone also pose for me to take picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHdNRT_JSI/AAAAAAAABjE/u3021cgpSwc/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHdNRT_JSI/AAAAAAAABjE/u3021cgpSwc/s320/DSC00153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265232659428091170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHdMUuAGeI/AAAAAAAABi0/uUeGskDT8uc/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHdMUuAGeI/AAAAAAAABi0/uUeGskDT8uc/s320/DSC00171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265232643162642914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Even when we got home. We're still taking pictures. Gees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHdL_l-3BI/AAAAAAAABis/tNgBCPInfRs/s1600-h/DSC00175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHdL_l-3BI/AAAAAAAABis/tNgBCPInfRs/s320/DSC00175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265232637491862546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;No one can replace him in my heart. No one will love him more than I do! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHdLrWccQI/AAAAAAAABik/zPKS8ibxPo4/s1600-h/DSC00174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHdLrWccQI/AAAAAAAABik/zPKS8ibxPo4/s320/DSC00174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265232632057983234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BABY! I LOVE YOU!&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/511803880509439496-5526905425074654610?l=everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5526905425074654610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/511803880509439496/posts/default/5526905425074654610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everlastinglovehurts.blogspot.com/2008/11/quantum-of-solace-007.html' title='Quantum of Solace 007.'/><author><name>Y.J</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gvd8Gm3YMSs/SRHeVtb-H9I/AAAAAAAABjc/LDtoiuRxzxc/s72-c/QOS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
