<?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-35654980</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:28:56.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute and Adorable and edorable</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>the tamade cute gals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09909580961346693257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6569314897766494784</id><published>2009-06-27T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T08:06:21.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Life's good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6569314897766494784?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6569314897766494784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6569314897766494784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6569314897766494784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6569314897766494784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2009/06/3.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-9215284398039100082</id><published>2009-05-02T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T07:52:32.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm now in the airport, waiting for my very long flight to new york. The airside is just as it was during airport guide days.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has expressed concern at my going to nyc amidst the swine flu epidemic. I was rather worried. But there are millions of people in NYC, so yea, I'll be taking my careful chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm back, everyone would have finished exams, and we can play! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodest luck to those who still have last papers to complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-9215284398039100082?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/9215284398039100082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=9215284398039100082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/9215284398039100082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/9215284398039100082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-now-in-airport-waiting-for-my-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-933937532812046005</id><published>2009-04-28T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T14:42:22.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so here i am...sitting in front of my comp...12 hours before my first paper-marketing. the content we are suppose to memorise is one whole freaking textbook which is insane because our brains do not happen to be memory chips and the whole textbook is about 600 pages. Definitions by itself is problem 10 pages long. *cries* o well time to use my crapping skills and pray it gets me through. &lt;br /&gt;it sucks when we are the last ones having exam while SMU and NTU students are having the time of their lives socialising now =(=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been mugging hard for the past dunno-how-many-weeks its driving me nuts. been writing notes and drawing graphs i almost reached a point of burning my books, notes and running around stabbing people. it's so bad i would rather go running than study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the weather's been an ass recently. my room's turning into an oven and me into a roasted pig soon. 4 months ago i was sleeping with my sweater and comforter. now i don't even need a blanket. temperature in my room measures to about 31-32 degress everyday it was so bad last fri/sat i had to slp in the lounge. swimming/dipping myself in water has been my source of happiness, not forgetting to mention my dosage of starbucks. =D showering 3 times a day as though water is free still makes me feel like i m living in a desert. at least tonight seems better from the rain this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been watching ToGetHer and it makes me wallow i self pity once again as to why i never get such romance in my pathetic love life(which is non existent, still). o well =S and joshua is absolutely cuteeeee in "Table of Glory" lovessssss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway when deb nominated daryl to join the kissable guy show on channel u, i was thinking of nominating aidan!! hahahaha i even found his pic! but then sadly, i didnt have his ic number and i figured he would probably kill me if i did nominate him. o well. HAHAHAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/Sfd4IYrScAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/7gKCdp3MQtU/s1600-h/n854040031_5635605_4450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/Sfd4IYrScAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/7gKCdp3MQtU/s320/n854040031_5635605_4450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329860769474572290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time to get some sleep before waking up to memorise/attempt to remember all my definitions tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck. i definitely need it. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-933937532812046005?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/Sfd4IYrScAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/7gKCdp3MQtU/s72-c/n854040031_5635605_4450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-4497732827124694242</id><published>2009-04-14T06:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T06:23:12.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so its been like 10thousand million years since i last blogged here! so this place has collected dust, spiders and god-knows-what has been here and left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semester 2 is coming to an end! 2 more wks and its into exams and then in 3 wks time sch's out and holidays in!=D cant wait for blueeeeblood its gonna be egg-citing! girls are gonna bunk in all together and HTHT plus dramas every night!!! =D so haps!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally went swimming and tanning after like 28873948982174 years! so proud of myself! and i have been running and cycling every wk. theres this fitness corner opp my house muahahaha so i m gonna put it into good use!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant really rmb what i wanted to blog aboutttt but i am just excited about upcoming hols! hongkong and aussie here i come! and more swimming and tanning sessions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i sld stop buying nail polish. its no good man. but all the colours so pretty its addictive. and on a random note...i loveeeeeeee starbucks!=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-4497732827124694242?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4497732827124694242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=4497732827124694242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4497732827124694242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4497732827124694242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-so-its-been-like-10thousand-million.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-4469072807747436534</id><published>2009-03-17T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:23:09.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ninety miles outside Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Can’t stop driving I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;So many questions, I need an answer&lt;br /&gt;Two years later you're still on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to Amelia Earhart?&lt;br /&gt;Who holds the stars up in the sky?&lt;br /&gt;Is true love just once in a lifetime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the captain of the Titanic cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Someday we’ll know&lt;br /&gt;If love can move a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Someday we’ll know&lt;br /&gt;Why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;Someday we’ll know&lt;br /&gt;Why I wasn’t meant for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Mandy] Does anybody know the way to Atlantis?&lt;br /&gt;Or what the wind says when she cries?&lt;br /&gt;I’m speeding by the place that I met you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the ninety-seventh time...Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we’ll know&lt;br /&gt;If love can move a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Someday we’ll know&lt;br /&gt;Why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;Someday we’ll know&lt;br /&gt;Why I wasn’t meant for you...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we’ll know&lt;br /&gt;Why Samson loved Dalilah?&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll go&lt;br /&gt;Dancing on the moon&lt;br /&gt;Someday you’ll know&lt;br /&gt;That I was the one for you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a ticket to the end of the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched the stars crash in the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can ask God just one question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why aren’t you here with me tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Someday we’ll know&lt;br /&gt;If love can move a mountain&lt;br /&gt;Someday we’ll know&lt;br /&gt;Why the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;Someday we’ll know&lt;br /&gt;Why I wasn’t meant for you...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we’ll know&lt;br /&gt;Why Samson loved Dalilah&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll go&lt;br /&gt;Dancing on the moon&lt;br /&gt;Someday you’ll know&lt;br /&gt;That I was the one for you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-4469072807747436534?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4469072807747436534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=4469072807747436534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4469072807747436534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4469072807747436534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2009/03/ninety-miles-outside-chicago-cant-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6980553383568015573</id><published>2009-02-14T15:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:42:46.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One more week, and it's gonna be a month since we've last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;Has life been that busy? Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to Kunming for a holiday with my dad in a while.&lt;br /&gt;Changi Airport is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viel gluck fuer den Test. Du schaffst es!&lt;br /&gt;Lernt gut! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6980553383568015573?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6980553383568015573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6980553383568015573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6980553383568015573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6980553383568015573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-more-week-and-its-gonna-be-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-3247536872344355205</id><published>2009-01-22T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T05:28:08.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday i went for soccer training!! wheeeee we played against the alumni girls and it was really fun and i think i really learn a lot through playing games. i learn how to be a better defender and now i know what to do when players are coming towards me and i know how the formation works and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night it was a walk through d blk and i miss ppl there!! was having some HTHT with insung till like 3 plus in the morning and i finally slept at 430 am and so in the end i didnt go for my german lecture which was at 8 this morning and i m going for tml's make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go study MS now and do my linear programming. wheeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-3247536872344355205?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3247536872344355205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=3247536872344355205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3247536872344355205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3247536872344355205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2009/01/yesterday-i-went-for-soccer-training.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1817590438465231302</id><published>2009-01-13T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:52:25.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg the world is full of retarded and dumb shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday i went down to center for language studies and after they freaking took half an hour to understand my situation(which merely involves a timetable clash and thus a mutual swap in lecture groups) and another half an hour to finally change my lecture grp with marina, they told me its done and i can check my updated timetable 24hours later. so i checked like millions of times ytd and today and it still isnt updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this morn i called continuously like 2 numbers for freaking half an hour till someone finally picked up and with rude attitude and terrible english directed me to another number who thank god was nice and polite and picked up after 2 rings. then she told me there was some system errors and the change didn't appear so NOW they changed it for me. OMG LA LIKE WHAT KIND OF LOUSY SYSTEM IS THAT. grrrrrr and tml i have to go to lecture as like some unregistered weirdass student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i called o studio wanting to pick up my album and bloody idiot who sounded like he's still sleeping had to communicate with me with his damn lousy english with stupid accent until i had to start speaking to him in chinese then he understood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-1817590438465231302?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1817590438465231302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=1817590438465231302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1817590438465231302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1817590438465231302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg-world-is-full-of-retarded-and-dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-3476766388410334816</id><published>2009-01-09T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:41:42.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK finally i m blogging here again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is starting in like 2 days and i m so totally not looking forward to it. zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels like i haven't had much of a holiday. tho i enjoy nua-ing in my room after chingay watching my hong kong dramas and slp till the sun shines and burns my butt. i barely went for soccer training cause its so damn early in the morn i just cant get my lazy ass out of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am taking things like econs and stats and marketing next sem and i heard its like maths so i m gonna work hard and keep my hopes high. going to continue with level 2 german tho i absolutely hate bidding for stupid german way before my timetable is out because dammit it caused timetable clash and i had to go email a whole list of ppl and plead them to exchange their lecture slots with me and tml i gotta wake up early and go to the faculty and change it. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this holiday has been great in some ways i guess. i passed driving. i finally watched movies after millions of years. caught mvoies online, on dvds. went clubbing. met up with phuay and elise. went to ms tok's party. saw noel. and talked to many ppl i havent actually talked to because i was so busy during the semester. attempts to tan failed because it was always cloudy -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a whole lot of ppl went on exchange so new ppl are moving in, including like one new neighbour coming in beside me. and holiday was great bonding time with my neighbour(including smelly qiutong). hogs posted notes abt his SEP exchange in Genoble(how ever u spell that just need to know its in france) and it sounds terrible like rundown and all so now i m a little scared of going on exchange. all along i thought going on exchange is like fun and its all about travelling and living in a new place, getting to know people and all but its not just that. its about adapting and finding accommodation and getting settled down. PLUS my german is so bad i probably would get lost and die of hunger in germany or something la. DIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HPB is going well and now we are like almost done planning for open house and have gone into planning for blueblood and i m really excited cause HPB is all for blueblood which is like the best and most happening camp ever la. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its been damnnn long since i have gone to the esplanade because theres like tons of interesting stuff there. theres this about broken relationships and all. plus its really freakin nice to walk from esplanade to fullerton and then to the merlion when theres sunset. ahhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i m like finally 19 when half the world is turning 20 soon. but then again as u grow older u kinda dread growing old and u wish u were still in the teen years. birthday celebrations are gatherings with friends u r close to. gone were the days of having chalets and inviting like ur whole class because as you grow older u realise that ur close friends are enough. they are those that keeps u going and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-3476766388410334816?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3476766388410334816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=3476766388410334816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3476766388410334816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3476766388410334816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-finally-i-m-blogging-here-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1045262767699876447</id><published>2008-12-23T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:09:29.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's lovely to have a whole week to spend in SG!&lt;br /&gt;Athens was wonderful, and I made a couple of new friends, but nothing beats having all the time to spend at home with friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at katong today was so much like the good old days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the rest of the week :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not be discouraged by unachieved goals&lt;br /&gt;But excited about reaching future goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, together, together everyone&lt;br /&gt;Together, together, come on lets have some fun&lt;br /&gt;Together, were there for each other every time&lt;br /&gt;Together together come on lets do this right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here and now its time for celebration&lt;br /&gt;I finally figured it out (yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;That all our dreams have no limitations&lt;br /&gt;That's what its all about(yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is special in their own way&lt;br /&gt;We make each other strong (we make each other strong)&lt;br /&gt;Were not the same&lt;br /&gt;Were different in a good way&lt;br /&gt;Together's where we belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all in this together&lt;br /&gt;Once we know&lt;br /&gt;That we are&lt;br /&gt;We're all stars&lt;br /&gt;And we see that&lt;br /&gt;We're all in this together&lt;br /&gt;And it shows&lt;br /&gt;When we stand&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Make our dreams come true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-1045262767699876447?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1045262767699876447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=1045262767699876447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1045262767699876447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1045262767699876447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-lovely-to-have-whole-week-to-spend.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-7586654283294371922</id><published>2008-12-08T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T09:17:56.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone's exams are over, and the fun has started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/ST1Wa-qZovI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZUCRzjNrKyk/s1600-h/n557331476_1708598_4824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277469359845516018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/12/someones-exams-are-over-and-fun-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/ST1Wa-qZovI/AAAAAAAAAME/ZUCRzjNrKyk/s72-c/n557331476_1708598_4824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6405075363454009059</id><published>2008-11-12T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:47:44.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally, german semester test is over! one module down! 4 more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;german was ok i guess. but sleeping at 5+ and waking up at 7+ wasnt exactly ideal before a test, but managed to keep my focus and completed the test to the best of my ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finishing up financial accountings project now. FINALLY. its draining and it sucks. URGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days before the semester ends and we go into our exam studying.  cant wait for everything to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, everyone's hooked onto this new online game. www.karaokeparty.com its damn damn damn fun. tons of videos where guys sing like gays (*cough* andre *cough* leonard) AHAHAHHAAA great for destress&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6405075363454009059?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6405075363454009059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6405075363454009059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6405075363454009059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6405075363454009059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-german-semester-test-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6356077777289140035</id><published>2008-11-11T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:08:48.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes u just feel alone, because in the middle of the night, there's no one to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;no one really understands whats going on. sometimes even i myself am lost.&lt;br /&gt;think about everything that is happening. its too much to handle.&lt;br /&gt;words fail to express anything. for once, words are deemed to be useless...even potent.&lt;br /&gt;but it doesnt matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6356077777289140035?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6356077777289140035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6356077777289140035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6356077777289140035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6356077777289140035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/sometimes-u-just-feel-alone-because-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6086865143975248142</id><published>2008-11-06T01:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:56:54.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>Orion says: (5:55:55 PM)&lt;br /&gt;u can do it&lt;br /&gt;[B-est] ceci - if i ain't got you says: (5:55:56 PM)&lt;br /&gt;no probsss&lt;br /&gt;[B-est] ceci - if i ain't got you says: (5:55:57 PM)&lt;br /&gt;thanks!:D&lt;br /&gt;Orion says: (5:55:59 PM)&lt;br /&gt;yes u can&lt;br /&gt;[B-est] ceci - if i ain't got you says: (5:56:03 PM)&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6086865143975248142?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6086865143975248142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6086865143975248142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6086865143975248142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6086865143975248142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-3564319059524312837</id><published>2008-11-05T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:57:40.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally!!! OM presentation is over!=) so it's left with FNA grp proj and online assignment and german semester test. before we go into recess week and then exam period. 1st paper: financial accounting. 25th nov. that's like...19 days to go. HOLY CRAP. o well at least the worst will be over first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYYYYYY omg ytd i was sleeping halfway and at like 340am someone knocked on my door and it sounded so urgent so i was like super blur and super confused. i walked and opened my door, saw suyuen and engtat and RF and they were like asking for our phones and all. so app there was like some peeping tom around the block last night and so they are checking to see whose phone it was and stuff. -_- and now all the girls toilet requires our matric card to access. to the bloody peeping tom: SCREW YOUUUUUUU because now u made all our lives soo freakin inconvenient. damnnnn. first there was some flasher along the slope leading up to Eusoff Hall and now theres a freakin' peeping tom. BAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok! i finally like got my soccer boots and shin guards and socks plus a pair of baby pink sports shoes cause my old one is like CUI after all the training in mud and stuff. and then vic and i went to IKEA for lunch and photo-whoring! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUGjAfjHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/yuxcg_PX-H0/s1600-h/n874705073_4770856_3051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUGjAfjHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/yuxcg_PX-H0/s320/n874705073_4770856_3051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265433754546965618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUGqha3kI/AAAAAAAAAKI/v82XswlxZgk/s1600-h/n874705073_4770849_699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUGqha3kI/AAAAAAAAAKI/v82XswlxZgk/s320/n874705073_4770849_699.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265433756564119106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUBcZIvgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/QYNWXlTO4VA/s1600-h/n874705073_4770846_9786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUBcZIvgI/AAAAAAAAAKA/QYNWXlTO4VA/s320/n874705073_4770846_9786.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265433666871934466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUBe8VfzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/G8W0DOmFcCc/s1600-h/n874705073_4770845_9497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUBe8VfzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/G8W0DOmFcCc/s320/n874705073_4770845_9497.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265433667556441906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUBFl9xUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/1hUrQcSXtwk/s1600-h/n874705073_4770843_8620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUBFl9xUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/1hUrQcSXtwk/s320/n874705073_4770843_8620.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265433660751725890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUAygwg1I/AAAAAAAAAJo/JCwUKP0_Hmg/s1600-h/n874705073_4770841_8018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUAygwg1I/AAAAAAAAAJo/JCwUKP0_Hmg/s320/n874705073_4770841_8018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265433655629611858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUAlxURpI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Of7uC0iyo6E/s1600-h/n874705073_4770831_4945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUAlxURpI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Of7uC0iyo6E/s320/n874705073_4770831_4945.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265433652209403538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt really good to get out of school and studying and all just to sit and chill. love uuuu vic. and i love ur comp more=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now pictures from night cycling!!!! where we went Labrador park, maxwell food center, esplanade and national stadium!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUafPcQQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/x4v9ZR7VL3Q/s1600-h/n602037726_1454079_346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUafPcQQI/AAAAAAAAAK4/x4v9ZR7VL3Q/s320/n602037726_1454079_346.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265434097133306114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUaFw_LJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/O8NFiK5pSi8/s1600-h/n602037726_1454054_1211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUaFw_LJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/O8NFiK5pSi8/s320/n602037726_1454054_1211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265434090294684818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUZ1eDH0I/AAAAAAAAAKo/DTuA_PlbS6k/s1600-h/n602037726_1453989_2767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUZ1eDH0I/AAAAAAAAAKo/DTuA_PlbS6k/s320/n602037726_1453989_2767.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265434085920284482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUZsD2b4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/z5xfuPIq54Y/s1600-h/n602037726_1453982_1202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUZsD2b4I/AAAAAAAAAKg/z5xfuPIq54Y/s320/n602037726_1453982_1202.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265434083394482050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUZWp2wTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oVrh95cuAPw/s1600-h/n544435505_4673470_1423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUZWp2wTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oVrh95cuAPw/s320/n544435505_4673470_1423.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265434077648306482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus long ancient super outdated pictures from culture night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKU0EBew5I/AAAAAAAAALY/D-2IohDT4dE/s1600-h/n792775499_4560449_4701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKU0EBew5I/AAAAAAAAALY/D-2IohDT4dE/s320/n792775499_4560449_4701.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265434536503591826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKU0DBWhtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nkLl7ygLLRc/s1600-h/n776389922_1579424_1180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKU0DBWhtI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nkLl7ygLLRc/s320/n776389922_1579424_1180.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265434536234616530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUz0lRTRI/AAAAAAAAALI/LB_Ltn4M55U/s1600-h/n776389922_1579416_8602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUz0lRTRI/AAAAAAAAALI/LB_Ltn4M55U/s320/n776389922_1579416_8602.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265434532358737170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUzprwJtI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcmxlQ3AhZk/s1600-h/n602037726_1450473_3856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUzprwJtI/AAAAAAAAALA/dcmxlQ3AhZk/s320/n602037726_1450473_3856.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265434529433134802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really wanna get this camera!!(hint: my bdae is coming=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKVNdL8ezI/AAAAAAAAALo/aWWQccUozc0/s1600-h/canon_powershot_e1_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKVNdL8ezI/AAAAAAAAALo/aWWQccUozc0/s320/canon_powershot_e1_005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265434972755098418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKVNQO-25I/AAAAAAAAALg/f41g9pCNzNs/s1600-h/canon_powershot_e1_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKVNQO-25I/AAAAAAAAALg/f41g9pCNzNs/s320/canon_powershot_e1_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265434969278176146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its damn chio!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway shall go get some slp before MNO later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-3564319059524312837?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3564319059524312837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=3564319059524312837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3564319059524312837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3564319059524312837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-om-presentation-is-over-so-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SRKUGjAfjHI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/yuxcg_PX-H0/s72-c/n874705073_4770856_3051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-3435656814961169658</id><published>2008-11-03T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T08:14:56.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY its a new week and in abt 1-2 more weeks we would go into exam breaks and then we would start cramming for exams and then its the HOLIDAYS!!! such magic word and i have never been happier to wait for holidays to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FnA grp proj due next fri, OM grp presentation this thur, FnA online assignment dateline on the 17th, german semester test 2 next wed. BAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MNO one-pager for this wk done. oral test done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have chap 9 and 10 of FnA to catch up on. plus FnA tutorial 10 to do. biz law tutorial 10 to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is gonna be a crazily busy week. ZZZzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night cycling was fun. though the pace was slow and my butt was sooo pain and i was freezing by the time we ended cause it was raining like mad. saw a different side of singapore. never knew people would be so enthu dressing up for halloween here. never knew maxwell was so happening on a friday night. never been so near the singapore flyer before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to get my soccer stuff tml. time to take a break from school and work. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-3435656814961169658?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3435656814961169658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=3435656814961169658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3435656814961169658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3435656814961169658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-its-new-week-and-in-abt-1-2-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6258254498215613</id><published>2008-10-29T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:44:27.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK!!!! culture night is overrrrr! (which means more time to study for now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SQiS0jb8BUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/o1ay_J44GuU/s1600-h/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SQiS0jb8BUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/o1ay_J44GuU/s320/image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262617596145698114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went well, except for the part where andre(lau) said:" God that angel has sent for you? HA loser statement of the century" when it was suppose to be "Angel that God has sent for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brings back memories of theatre dayssss. haven't been on stage and act for soooo long. this time its different, no pressure, just have fun and all. glad it went smoothly=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;german vocab test in 2 days time. ZOMG tons to memorise! and finally i can understand Frau Glout! at least a little!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6258254498215613?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6258254498215613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6258254498215613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6258254498215613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6258254498215613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-culture-night-is-overrrrr-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SQiS0jb8BUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/o1ay_J44GuU/s72-c/image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1256723929398305383</id><published>2008-10-28T12:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:14:06.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My horoscope for 28th oct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great ability is to accept the things you cannot change in your life, which will come handy. There are a lot of things going on that is beyond your control right now, and there is no point in getting frustrated about it. Your best bet is to keep busy with the few things you can control right now - your attitude, your sense of confidence and your focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;To love, and to be hurt often, and to love again - this is the brave and happy life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-1256723929398305383?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1256723929398305383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=1256723929398305383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1256723929398305383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1256723929398305383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-horoscope-for-28th-oct-great-ability.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-9012299550633986631</id><published>2008-10-28T00:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T01:01:56.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah finally the more busy and stressful weeks are over=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with clemmy for dinner at fs. that guy grew fatter since he entered army(and people thought its highly impossible).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to watch tropic thunder but the stupid theatre had some technical problem so ended up watching max payne but got two complimentary passes for the next time so i am not complaining=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to circuit again yesterday and this time its much better cause i managed to go onto the ramp and did my reverse change direction thingy and all without as much scolding as i did the first time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back to childhood days yesterday watching Mickey mouse club, Flintstones and Harry and his basket of dinosaurs yesterday!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only left with my FnA tutorial and german vocab test to study for this week. No MNO and OM tutorials=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was Deepavali!!!! YAY HAPPY DEEPAVALI to vic. dont say i didnt wish u ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;culture night this coming wed. what can i say? the style of doing things is definately very very different from ACsian theatre and i am not really used to it but i guess it's a new environment so gotta make do with it. got a bit of shock though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my stupid mac charger ist kaputt!!(broken) thank god i managed to change one since its still under warranty. second time in less than 2 months!!! zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full dress tonight. gave me an excuse to skip soccer(not that i want to today cause its PT and i wanna lose weight but sigh...o well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exciting week coming!=D night cycling this friday!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-9012299550633986631?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/9012299550633986631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=9012299550633986631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/9012299550633986631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/9012299550633986631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/ah-finally-more-busy-and-stressful.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-4947080677877237444</id><published>2008-10-21T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T10:50:14.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES i finally finished my 10 page OM term paper=D=D took me almost a week to complete it but now its done!!!! muahahaha even though i think the quality is shit because i totally have no idea wad the reviews are talking about but heckkk la at least i am done and over with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had our 4th floor open floor today!!! theme was bimbo military training(BMT!!) damn cool ok! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SP4WQcvwM7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/oQDM-0uR3hA/s1600-h/n506991362_1402969_6143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SP4WQcvwM7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/oQDM-0uR3hA/s320/n506991362_1402969_6143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259665886665520050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SP4WNeYEmzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pXafyOXBC-w/s1600-h/n506991362_1402927_516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SP4WNeYEmzI/AAAAAAAAAJI/pXafyOXBC-w/s320/n506991362_1402927_516.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259665835563457330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SP4WKYYsjFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/PaI7tBm-LdE/s1600-h/n506991362_1402919_7973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SP4WKYYsjFI/AAAAAAAAAJA/PaI7tBm-LdE/s320/n506991362_1402919_7973.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259665782415854674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SP4WHKv9fWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/r9SOEHESjQs/s1600-h/n506991362_1402925_9898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SP4WHKv9fWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/r9SOEHESjQs/s320/n506991362_1402925_9898.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259665727215730018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SP4WEBWnMtI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jKy2uOnfxxE/s1600-h/n506991362_1402920_8292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SP4WEBWnMtI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jKy2uOnfxxE/s320/n506991362_1402920_8292.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259665673153884882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SP4VxdPDQLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/s26gPxdQJ9Q/s1600-h/n506991362_1402911_5544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SP4VxdPDQLI/AAAAAAAAAIg/s26gPxdQJ9Q/s320/n506991362_1402911_5544.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259665354220847282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had culture night rehearsal ytd and today! so far so good. but i just hate to memorise lines. zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer training tml. omg. dread PT. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my first ever kr supper. its not tooo bad just a bit salty i guess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-4947080677877237444?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4947080677877237444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=4947080677877237444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4947080677877237444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4947080677877237444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes-i-finally-finished-my-10-page-om.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SP4WQcvwM7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/oQDM-0uR3hA/s72-c/n506991362_1402969_6143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-366842243225910875</id><published>2008-10-15T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T04:20:48.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so results for all the trials and auditions and committees are out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and *drumrollssss*...i actually got into soccer. hurh hurh hurh. YAYness to being fit from like dec-feb. and that means i get to own a pair of soccer boots=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got into HPB too!! and i am going to join chingay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday night was audition for culture night. script is like an american high school thingie with tons of slang. results for roles will be out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vic and i were totally emo-ing online ytd night. and the convo made me think about some stuff. maybe my fears u can say. ah heck it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MNO video is looking good and pretty professional. which is good good good=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to finish my OM and biz law tutorial. muahahahaa. now i still have 1.5 journals to finish reading before i can start on my freakinnnnnn 10 page lit review. LIFE SUCKS ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open floor for 6th floor ytd. and omg the guys. total gayness. pictures(when its out) will prove me right. muahaahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i met vic and xy at vivo for some chilling out session ytd!=D need a lil break from all the sch work at times. really enjoyed it. retail therapy DOES work ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SPXR_9XrKDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/j2I5ogc8Rec/s1600-h/DSC07574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SPXR_9XrKDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/j2I5ogc8Rec/s320/DSC07574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257339036760746034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-366842243225910875?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/366842243225910875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=366842243225910875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/366842243225910875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/366842243225910875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-so-results-for-all-trials-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SPXR_9XrKDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/j2I5ogc8Rec/s72-c/DSC07574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-4430849921219852720</id><published>2008-10-13T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T11:25:56.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A preview of whats to come this Christmas! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/SPOSc4T3svI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MfYdY1Vi4Bc/s1600-h/snapshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256706214921220850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="177" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/SPOSc4T3svI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MfYdY1Vi4Bc/s200/snapshot.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-4430849921219852720?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4430849921219852720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=4430849921219852720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4430849921219852720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4430849921219852720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/preview-of-whats-to-come-this-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/SPOSc4T3svI/AAAAAAAAAIY/MfYdY1Vi4Bc/s72-c/snapshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-9127718226372248271</id><published>2008-10-13T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:59:12.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah i haven't written here in a long long time&lt;br /&gt;but i shall now make an observation that my foot is pinker and cuter :)&lt;br /&gt;our horse and cow look quite happy though&lt;br /&gt;okay, rubbish over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to start school&lt;br /&gt;But I also wonder how different things will be once I start school&lt;br /&gt;We'll know in time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another random note, I think i'll die without internet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-9127718226372248271?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/9127718226372248271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=9127718226372248271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/9127718226372248271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/9127718226372248271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/ah-i-havent-written-here-in-long-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6246858454711864538</id><published>2008-10-13T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:11:02.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a conference with aunty xy on oovoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA and this is what came out of our conference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SPOALrougaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U8HYx9JSaCY/s1600-h/FARMSHOT.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SPOALrougaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U8HYx9JSaCY/s320/FARMSHOT.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256686128251961762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SPOBEKnao6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/UXs4_Ua0DIk/s1600-h/FEETsnapshot.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SPOBEKnao6I/AAAAAAAAAGk/UXs4_Ua0DIk/s320/FEETsnapshot.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256687098640638882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6246858454711864538?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6246858454711864538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6246858454711864538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6246858454711864538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6246858454711864538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/had-conference-with-aunty-xy-on-oovoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SPOALrougaI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U8HYx9JSaCY/s72-c/FARMSHOT.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-307037117918580503</id><published>2008-10-12T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T11:56:27.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something interesting came up on the news today! and since i am dying from doing OM project, thought i would provide some entertainment for those equally bored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So story goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple in Cambodia who has been married for 18/40(yahoo claimed 18, BBC claimed 40) years decided to get a divorce after the husband CLAIMED that the wife neglected taking care of him when he was ill(like how pok can he get)-then again thats BBC's version. On the other hand, yahoo stated he was jealous about his wife's alleged relationship with the policeman in the village . Since the husband is 40 plus and wife is 30 plus i shall believe yahoo and so they have been married for 18 yrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since divorce cases take damn long to settle in Cambodia, he decided to get all his relatives and brought them to saw the house into house and then happily carried all the debris to his parents' house nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end result: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SPJIQkFG2bI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3lUsQ7Y9J1k/s1600-h/_45093875_house_afp226b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SPJIQkFG2bI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3lUsQ7Y9J1k/s320/_45093875_house_afp226b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256343164494993842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHHAAA. okay end of story. back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-307037117918580503?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/307037117918580503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=307037117918580503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/307037117918580503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/307037117918580503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-interesting-came-up-on-news.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SPJIQkFG2bI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3lUsQ7Y9J1k/s72-c/_45093875_house_afp226b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-5241417132557886163</id><published>2008-10-09T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:31:52.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IT IS FINALLY FRIDAY. OMG it has been a super long tedious tiring terrible week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent almost the whole week studying german for my semester test today. THANK GOD its over. it wasn't all too bad. except that some parts of the listening was too fast. but other than that, i could do most of it. reading comprehension was a little tough cause it wasn't as straight forward as i had expected to be or what we were used to have. but fill in the blanks, essay and dialogue was pretty good (at least i think!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally finished my biz law individual assignment too! it due today and so that means i HAVE to go for MNO lecture(as much as i hate to) because thats when we are going to hand in. BAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vic and i talked to phuay via skype + oovoo twice this week!! so exciting lah. and life in aussie seems fun and exciting. unlike boring singapore where the weather just suckssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we set up a blog! www.thelittlenoirdiary.blogspot.com. vic is suppose to be in charge of decorating the blog but that lazy woman hasn't done so yet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 FnA webcast to watch. and 2 FnA tutorials to catch up on =( plus OM indi proj due in 2 weeks time and i haven't even started on anything. OMG. gonna dieeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had hall production audition for cast and asst. director yesterday! plus interview for HPB member! and i am now the VP of KRX. goodness i do hope i have enough points to stay next yr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay time for some anime before i am off to MNO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tschuss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-5241417132557886163?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5241417132557886163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=5241417132557886163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5241417132557886163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5241417132557886163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-is-finally-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-3190349394575889546</id><published>2008-10-06T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:36:55.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>and so Phuay left on a jetplane to Melbourne yesterday night. it still feels like a dream. Like she's not actually gone. Unbelievable. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would cry like shit when she walked towards the departure gate. So far, I have only sent two friends off for overseas studies. First Fang Jun in Sec 2 and then there was Elise 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw how Liting was crying as she gave her sister a hug, my heart died. And when Phuay passed me the present and i saw what she wrote, i couldnt control my tears. And she left Vic and I crying like two idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 of us came a long way. We never ever thought we would be such good close friends. Although i was in the same class as Vic in the first 3 months, I hardly talked to her. Till today, I don't even know how the 3 of us became such good friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went through the tough drama days together. Long hours of draining rehearsals that tested our confidence. Went through the grueling IS together, where Phuay and I suffered greatly trying to get our costumes into shape and present it finally on IS day itself. It was fun to work with her for our group piece - The Armadillos. West side story was especially memorable too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after we graduated, we still kept in close contact, met up often, did tons of crazy stuff together. It was terrible during A level results day when I knew that we wouldnt be able to enter the same uni. And even more heart-wrenching when I knew u had to go overseas to study. At that point in time, it seemed like u weren't leaving so soon. But it all happened too quickly. Time passed and before we knew it, we were at the airport sending you off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your lovely letter. I cried and cried while reading it on the train. I didn't want to read it when I was alone at home cause i would probably just kill myself. I am so excited for you because u are starting on an exciting journey, starting uni in an entirely new environment. Times might be tough and people u meet might be different from the friends you have made in Singapore. But u must be strong. And i know you are strong. You have been through so much and made it through thus far. And remember we will always be a phone call or an email away so don't hesitate ever to contact us when u need help or someone to talk to or just anything ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be scared. Because you know your friends will be supporting you in whatever you do. And we will make sure that our friendship will never ever die. I won't let that happen. And i know Vic won't either. And i know u won't too. I miss the days back in school where we didn't have to worry about anything much. It's been a great pleasure knowing you and having u as my BFF too! And like what you said, we will be emotionally, mentally and telepatically here for you. anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ja ah ja fighting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you babe!!! Take very good care of yourself. Jia you study hard. BFF forever ok! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sunshine and love be with you. in rainy days I shall be with you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-3190349394575889546?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3190349394575889546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=3190349394575889546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3190349394575889546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3190349394575889546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-3831896433495476444</id><published>2008-10-04T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T08:22:14.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-3831896433495476444?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3831896433495476444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=3831896433495476444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3831896433495476444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3831896433495476444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/10/your-view-on-yourself-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-8633929791784939343</id><published>2008-09-30T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T02:48:14.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its tuesday and i am having my financial acc mid term on thur and i am not yet done studying that. urghhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elise flew off on wed!!  went down to VJ in the morn/afternoon cause HPB went to promote VJ. then i went to cut + dye my hair!! and then went to the airport to send her off!!! urgh one more friend gone overseas!! =( and yeah now airport has so many more interesting games its pretty fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOH1tdurC7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/EHnE8HZyofg/s1600-h/DSC07515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOH1tdurC7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/EHnE8HZyofg/s320/DSC07515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251748801914014642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOH1to-Et9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/cyanc6cFNsw/s1600-h/DSC07516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOH1to-Et9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/cyanc6cFNsw/s320/DSC07516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251748804931401682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOH1tuweT7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/rCjivlAio4A/s1600-h/DSC07525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOH1tuweT7I/AAAAAAAAAE4/rCjivlAio4A/s320/DSC07525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251748806484971442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOHcLrzJDBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ylDrJGkdd_Y/s1600-h/n503107328_1486087_6257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOHcLrzJDBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ylDrJGkdd_Y/s320/n503107328_1486087_6257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251720733784607762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOHcTvuY8aI/AAAAAAAAAD8/a4Z-0WE9j0A/s1600-h/n503107328_1486095_9093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOHcTvuY8aI/AAAAAAAAAD8/a4Z-0WE9j0A/s320/n503107328_1486095_9093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251720872277373346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many fond memories walking around the airport. remember the good old days where we were all working as airport guides. how we were slacking at popeyes, how we used to run in and out of transit, sit at the kerbside blah blah. i miss zairil, ismail and all the airport guides=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOHcvREIbxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wNwZ3sjYVic/s1600-h/Image083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOHcvREIbxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wNwZ3sjYVic/s320/Image083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251721345083404050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, last friday was spent watching Mamma Mia!! and my, that movie is damn hilarious (or maybe it was only me, phuay and vic who found it funny). We were the only goons we laughe thoughout the movie while others were like -_- during the movie. Damn weird. but anyways we all got the movie soundtracks after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat was Phuay's farewell! went Vivo to buy drinks and food and all the stuff. went to her house to prep for the parteeeee. It was funnnnn. But we were tired/ hungry/ i dunno what so we didnt really really camwhore. supposed to go home but we ended up staying till 3 plus and so vic and i stayed over. we (meaning phuay, me, vic, bryan, dinesh, shiyan, mengqi etc) finished a bottle of baileys and a bottle of vodka. still left with some malibu. food was gooooood cause her maid prepared it. ahahhaha and anyways the moment we reached her house, i was soooo damn tired i knocked out almost straight away. zzzz. OOOOO and i drove her Mini from her house to 7-11. and back again. ahahahhaahhaa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to upgrade my plan and got a new phone! first time using sony ericsson. its still not bad its so flat i m damn scared of dropping it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a new(permanent) teacher for german tutorial ytd. Frau Glout. her accent is soooo strong i have so much trouble understanding her. i think its not just me. cause half the class stares at her when she speaks. and goes 'HUH' or gives the awkward 'laugh' when she asks a question. BAHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooo and i learnt parallel parking + how to stop in the middle of a slope ytd!! YAY going to have another lesson tml plus going circuit on sat! i wanna get my license NOWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i have like Biz law proj that is dued next wk and i havent even started on it yet. Plus OM which involves reading of 4 jounals where 1 journal is like ten million pages now. and i have German semester test next wk. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YAY i finally completed our photo frame!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOH1YuA5e6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/EeLIfl8kwfk/s1600-h/DSC07535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOH1YuA5e6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/EeLIfl8kwfk/s320/DSC07535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251748445508172706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOH1Y0v3OJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/8lTWJvWW3NU/s1600-h/DSC07532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOH1Y0v3OJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/8lTWJvWW3NU/s320/DSC07532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251748447315769490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOH1ZEZVh_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/h_-ZnFRPJc4/s1600-h/DSC07531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOH1ZEZVh_I/AAAAAAAAAEg/h_-ZnFRPJc4/s320/DSC07531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251748451516254194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-8633929791784939343?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8633929791784939343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=8633929791784939343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8633929791784939343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8633929791784939343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-tuesday-and-i-am-having-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SOH1tdurC7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/EHnE8HZyofg/s72-c/DSC07515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-3889421666545745226</id><published>2008-09-22T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:28:05.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY!! some free time! its friday and D n D just ended and the world is like home except for me. booohooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway vic uploaded pictures from our holland meeting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhoBBB5P1I/AAAAAAAAACc/8G8sRZNE-Z0/s1600-h/collage18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhoBBB5P1I/AAAAAAAAACc/8G8sRZNE-Z0/s320/collage18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249059732365852498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhoBK5DwSI/AAAAAAAAACk/vMcGn688K5g/s1600-h/collage19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhoBK5DwSI/AAAAAAAAACk/vMcGn688K5g/s320/collage19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249059735013146914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhoBVevwVI/AAAAAAAAACs/ikzbqWeVo2E/s1600-h/n874705073_4262357_3521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhoBVevwVI/AAAAAAAAACs/ikzbqWeVo2E/s320/n874705073_4262357_3521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249059737855574354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhoBViBoXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xtZjIydcVE0/s1600-h/n874705073_4262364_6180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhoBViBoXI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xtZjIydcVE0/s320/n874705073_4262364_6180.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249059737869328754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this week is like super crazy la. i thought that if IBG is over, things would get better and i would have more time to study but ZOMG goodness knows whats keeping me busy too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had project meeting for FnA over at sheares on tue night and yum yum i had sheares supper again!! lovesssss it!!  and xy came and crashed my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed i went for my german lecture!! and xy tagged along too. hoho. plus my biz law. had megabites for brunch. YUM YUM. the carbonara totally rocks la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then at night it was TGIO-thank god its over to celebrate end of IBG and all sorts of other stuff. so basically it was perfomances by the new KR Rockers. it was cool but everyone of us were too stone-d to get really high. muahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thur was spent chiong-ing and studying for german&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday=german vocab test=GG cause i forgot some articles and some words and some were like totally foreign. bahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had FnA tutorial presentation today and then rushed back to hall to prep for D n D!!! it was cool. the pagaent was interesting. the food was pretty good but us being hungry and greedy people we finished every dish and like cleaned the plate totally la. and we took tons of pictures!!! and dismas from B blk won MR KR!!!=D damn cool ok!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhtrugdMtI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jSbczLoqPhQ/s1600-h/n506991362_1285843_4738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhtrugdMtI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jSbczLoqPhQ/s320/n506991362_1285843_4738.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249065963686277842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhtr2cZI1I/AAAAAAAAADE/iPjhnxrgZr0/s1600-h/n651720044_4321155_6235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhtr2cZI1I/AAAAAAAAADE/iPjhnxrgZr0/s320/n651720044_4321155_6235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249065965816718162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhtsLrmPjI/AAAAAAAAADM/HFpAqwhjrEw/s1600-h/n776389922_1401175_6065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhtsLrmPjI/AAAAAAAAADM/HFpAqwhjrEw/s320/n776389922_1401175_6065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249065971517636146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess week!! pretty busy next wk!! freshies supper for krx coming monday. plus project meeting for MnO in the day! sentosa with b-blockers on tue! HPB to VJ on wed + elise's sent off! plus biz law project to complete by wk 8!!!! and then FnA mid term test to study for. EWWWW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:&lt;br /&gt;its tue today and we had our krx supper ytd!!! busy busy day with good food in the end=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNht9yNsbLI/AAAAAAAAADU/F2b1BXEVe6A/s1600-h/n792775499_4200014_1489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNht9yNsbLI/AAAAAAAAADU/F2b1BXEVe6A/s320/n792775499_4200014_1489.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249066273918971058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHOYY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and andre's prawning parteeee for his 21st on sat!! didnt manage to do any prawning but ate a lot tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhwESORxrI/AAAAAAAAADc/dTO6IlXDnmQ/s1600-h/n506991362_1287340_8206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhwESORxrI/AAAAAAAAADc/dTO6IlXDnmQ/s320/n506991362_1287340_8206.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249068584613824178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhwKQLvWpI/AAAAAAAAADk/Eec_lAE79D8/s1600-h/n506991362_1287343_9480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhwKQLvWpI/AAAAAAAAADk/Eec_lAE79D8/s320/n506991362_1287343_9480.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249068687145523858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhwQ7EYysI/AAAAAAAAADs/wXRU0x-Z6_I/s1600-h/n516687782_1423378_4291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhwQ7EYysI/AAAAAAAAADs/wXRU0x-Z6_I/s320/n516687782_1423378_4291.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249068801736624834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-3889421666545745226?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3889421666545745226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=3889421666545745226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3889421666545745226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3889421666545745226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-some-free-time-its-friday-and-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SNhoBBB5P1I/AAAAAAAAACc/8G8sRZNE-Z0/s72-c/collage18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-5280566060197773645</id><published>2008-09-14T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T10:37:05.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super hate it when some people are so judgemental. i mean like if its none of your business then you shld just keep out of it. or at least keep your views to yourself. don't pretend to be a smart-alex and think you are right in everything you do. like seriously. if you have nothing to say to people, then just bite your tongue and shut up. don't go around pretending to be so sociable when all you want is to know the latest gossip. gosh. you don't see someone for so long and the first thing you ask is gossip about her best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week i have heard too many shocking news that are totally unexpected. and sometimes it brings back the question of 'why are we fighting so hard to survive when life itself is so fragile'? humans think that they are the smartest and strongest species amongst all living things. however, we humans seemed in fact the most fragile and vulnerable. why do i say that? people can just disappear from our lives all of a sudden, when least expected. it's really scary. and we see more of that as we grow older. and sometimes i wish it was back to primary/secondary school days when we hardly had any problems to worry except maybe to do well for PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note weekend had been pretty interesting. met up with phuay and vic(finally) at holland after class on friday. went shopping, ate delicious mudpie, talked about life and cam-whore-d as usual.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back for KRX 'round 3' which was actually an initiation for krx. omg made us do all sorts of stupid stuff. totally made a fool of ourselves. GOSH and finally got back my board from dating game which insung pretty much destroyed(cause all the words fell off).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for stupid 3 hour accounting lecture which was absolutely useless. then went to SMU to meet vic and phuay cause they had some mobparade thingy-thing(which was actually a flea market) then went to Elise's house for her birthday/farewell party where i just ate and ate and ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched 'bangkok dangerous' today!!! pretty cool movie. i actually thought it was a thai movie until nicholas cage appeared. but it was so violent its gross. and it doesn't make sense he died in the end cause he didn't actually have to. useless student of his. (sorry for the spoiler)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't wait for my F21 things to arrive. wheeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go study for german(test on friday) so i can start my financial acc tutorial tml(presentation on fri). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tschuss=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-5280566060197773645?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5280566060197773645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=5280566060197773645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5280566060197773645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5280566060197773645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/super-hate-it-when-some-people-are-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-498952558803662576</id><published>2008-09-10T10:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:18:53.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>almost the end of the week. tml's thur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&amp;O open pager 2 done&lt;br /&gt;ops management tutorial 4 almost done(considering those i know how to do)&lt;br /&gt;financial acc tutorial 3 almost done(same idea)&lt;br /&gt;biz law t4 almost done(except for one teeny weeny part where my brain decided to stop functioning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still need to study for my german test which is next wk. EWWW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blk comm elections yesterday till LATE. and late=beyond hours where humans stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus it was followed by supper everyday-breakfast and lunch seemed to have deleted itself off my 'must-consume' list whereas supper has included itself into the list. then it was financial tutorial where andre and i spent the whole night figuring how to do the whole stupid tutorial. bahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so. i stayed up the whole night. and went to german surprisingly awake for the first time. wooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back and died on my bed man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty chong came to visit today! now i have more food collection in my fridge. plus practising of german. wheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was financial tutorial with kel. ZOMG i really really hate acc. it suckssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no chance to supper tonight. too much things to do. and now i m frigging hungry. boohoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting vic and phuay on fri for dinner instead!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;captains supper tml!(which just mean we cook. everyone eats. hahahha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still havent finished my phantom of the opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to get some rest man. acc lecture tml. EWWWWW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-498952558803662576?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/498952558803662576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=498952558803662576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/498952558803662576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/498952558803662576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/almost-end-of-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6561022746537757781</id><published>2008-09-08T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:07:29.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh its 2.36am and i am like dying from reading Ops management. I hate EOQ and EPQ and whatever follows. its like maths. just chim-er. and also due to the fact that my brain hasnt been working since i ended my As last nov, i forgot everything from partial differentiation to whatever differentiation that follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my 2nd driving lesson today. and wooooooahhhhh.people in the west love cutting lanes and speeding its so damn scary i almost died driving. thank goodness i ain't taking my test at bukit batok. phewwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running for blk comm. a lot of people are running for it toooo. stressed out. but hopefully everything runs well!! now i am waiting for kel to teach me financial acc cause i have absolutely no idea how tutorial 3 is to be done. GG man. urgh. i hate that stupid module. rahhhhh. and kel is nowhere to be found. *criessss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god tue is my free day. but its like a day for me to complete all my tutorials and catch up with work + sleep. o man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully and most probably meeting vic and phuay on wed!!!!=D cant wait. our diaries are still with me!!! and we have yet to complete the makings of our necklaces + earrings + i-dunno-what-else. miss our chilling sessions and cam-whoring sessions. now my blog is like super empty cause there r nooooo pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is going to be pretty busy!!&lt;br /&gt;tue: block comm elections + JCRC voting&lt;br /&gt;wed: rally&lt;br /&gt;thur: block supper(means i have to cook. OH NOOO!!) + JCRC voting/elections&lt;br /&gt;fri: KRX audition round 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i think thats abt it. tml night is the last of IBG for B blk!! BBALL 3rd 4th placing!!! shall go down to support! our girls and guys did well for Touchrug and handball!!! Proud of u people B-ananas!!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and aunty XY is having the time of her life eating kebabs and ice cream over in Istanbul. GRRRRR. and i kinda miss going to the airport. and i kinda miss the days of working at the airport. and i kinda miss the airport guides. everyone is everywhere right now. bahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i managed to dig out old pictures while looking through friendster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SMV1OesNu-I/AAAAAAAAACE/VLCHFz9tfrc/s1600-h/1_483861617l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SMV1OesNu-I/AAAAAAAAACE/VLCHFz9tfrc/s320/1_483861617l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243726232759942114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SMV1bcujjLI/AAAAAAAAACM/tJA5fuEHbUA/s1600-h/1_985429898l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SMV1bcujjLI/AAAAAAAAACM/tJA5fuEHbUA/s320/1_985429898l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243726455571188914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SMV14DLn2RI/AAAAAAAAACU/s6VEuJHsjzY/s1600-h/1_481351013l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SMV14DLn2RI/AAAAAAAAACU/s6VEuJHsjzY/s320/1_481351013l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243726946929989906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being damn bored, I was looking through previous entries. And this was what we were suppose to do after As!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a list of To-Dos for after As:&lt;br /&gt;1) Go all around Singapore to eat&lt;br /&gt;-katong(more or less)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-newton&lt;br /&gt;-airport&lt;br /&gt;-east coast&lt;br /&gt;-desert cafes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued)&lt;br /&gt;2) Watch ALOT of movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-keeping mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pride and prejudice(yes we watched this. and i almost fell asleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;-phantom of the opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3) Teach Shan to rollerblade and swim&lt;/span&gt;(uh-uh)&lt;br /&gt;4) Take dance lessons(ooo yes=D)&lt;br /&gt;5) Suntaning(yup!!)&lt;br /&gt;6) Drinking(definitely)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7) Filming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8) Go to Genting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9)Escape theme Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Reverse bungee jumping(AHAHHAAA for free!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11) Sleepover @ Shan's to celebrate christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Work [ we need $$$$$ ] (yesssss. with XY earning tons now)&lt;br /&gt;13) Cycle(yep=D)&lt;br /&gt;14) Slacking at the beach(yep. but been ages since we've been there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;15) Go explore haunted house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo...must complete these during next break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6561022746537757781?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6561022746537757781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6561022746537757781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6561022746537757781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6561022746537757781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahhh-its-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SMV1OesNu-I/AAAAAAAAACE/VLCHFz9tfrc/s72-c/1_483861617l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6483791644718180405</id><published>2008-09-07T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T05:04:48.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well not-so-cute girl has been trying to kill herself with fever plus not eating plus running to the toilet ten thousand times a day and walking around dubai under the terribly hot sun, cute girl(ME=D) has survived another week of IBGs, tutorials and lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week has been pretty slack for moi. IBG only involved handball and vball. Happy to say we won a game of handball and lost a game. We got 2nd for vball after a good tough fight.=D Didnt stay for touch rug on sat but girls won CHAMPIONS while guys got 2nd. YAYYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute girl is feeling pretty emo because she misses her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty XY is busy flying around every few days and I probably wont be seeing her for the next week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I havent met Vic and Phuay for like the longest time ever. OMG. I miss u guys sooooo much=( Sorry I have been sooooo busy and like MIA-ed for so damn long. But dont worry...the busy period is going to be over soon!(I hope) YUP so we will meet up and pass u guys the diary SOONNNNNN. Love u many many many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now till 9th oct I am having 7 driving lessons! I want my license sooooooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back hall to finish watching Phantom of the Opera + Harold and Kumar + finish my tutorials + revise German. Ich liebe Deutsche. Ahahahahaha. Ich bin fleißig. O yeahh=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOO caught Wall-E today. damn cute la. everyone should go watch it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6483791644718180405?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6483791644718180405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6483791644718180405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6483791644718180405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6483791644718180405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-not-so-cute-girl-has-been-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1805393408971905975</id><published>2008-08-27T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:14:50.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here i am sitting in front of my comp at 1.04am in the morning. freshly out of the shower. waiting for my macs to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a damn exciting netball match today. played against E blk. we lost. but we got 2nd. great job. everyone just did their best and went all out. so proud of my fellow bananas!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was the takraw finals with our blk VS E blk (again). Damn exciting. With super duper wonderful Olympic saves. We cheered and screamed. We hoped and prayed. We didnt win but overall we lost 2-1. Which was considered damn good. great job guys. All you people are the champions!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer training at 7am tml. I wonder how many will wake up(including myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my feet still hurtsssssss. it looks like that man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SLWK6alGgaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XRm_RZh0-ec/s1600-h/DSC07472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SLWK6alGgaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XRm_RZh0-ec/s320/DSC07472.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239246477687423394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance audition was alright yesterday. started out with contemp which everyone caught quite quickly. then it was the GG hip hop where everyone was just lost. practiced at MPSH for like 2 hrs before the actual audition. screwed up here and there. o well. did contemp to 'bleeding love' and i loveeee it la. damn cool. did hip hop to 'Girlicious'. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6CCI7vuzGOY exact same choreography mannnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well. shall go prep for my lec and tutorial tml. then eat macs=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-1805393408971905975?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1805393408971905975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=1805393408971905975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1805393408971905975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1805393408971905975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-i-am-sitting-in-front-of-my-comp.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SLWK6alGgaI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XRm_RZh0-ec/s72-c/DSC07472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-2269706947901387712</id><published>2008-08-26T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T00:50:33.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>having business career service talk now and its 3 hour long. super duper boring its a total waste of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy the past few days (whats new).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touch rugby was cancelled on sat cause it was like raining a thunderstorm and stuff. we woke up at 7am for nothing!!! so vern and i decided to hold a soccer prac since almost all the girls were present! had a mini match and it was a good practice. good to see how enthu they are. and what potentials we have got=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for kathys farewell party. met up with many people i havent seen for damn long. omg her house is so freaking ulu it takes damn long even by car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SLO0IA3fElI/AAAAAAAAABk/byrkas7L3IU/s1600-h/n591430723_4023762_2244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SLO0IA3fElI/AAAAAAAAABk/byrkas7L3IU/s320/n591430723_4023762_2244.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238728841326694994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was such a good day to laze around. it was raining non stop. zzzz. met up with gill at night when he called so randomly and suddenly! hhahaha he lost so much weight and now he has got no hair!! went to macs for a mini supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to get my PDL on monday!! YAY and i applied for my prac driving date!! taking my driving test on 12th dec!! OMG la. thats like in 3months plus time!!! first driving lesson starts 18th sept. 730am. GG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy doing my tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished:&lt;br /&gt;1) Business Law tutorial 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;2) Ops management tutorial 1 and half of 2&lt;br /&gt;3) Half of financial accounting tutorial 1. it sucks cause i totally cant understand financial acc its damn chim it took me ages to complete half of it and i still dont understand it=( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still need to do MNO survey! Plus german WB hw. And prac my german. BAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played vball against A blk ytd. My first ever match(not to mention my first time playing vball). WE WON! damn cool la. IVY rocks man. We r in the finals=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Netball finals tml. Vball finals on friday. Soccer on sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DANCE AUDITION TONIGHT. GG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all my bullshtting, its not even 1/3 past the stupid lecture. URGH. Shall finally get my printer from Sim Lim tml!! excited=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peek-tures from last friday : the mummy outing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SLO1XwYKrnI/AAAAAAAAABs/H-iXeM1HysQ/s1600-h/n591430723_4023721_8934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SLO1XwYKrnI/AAAAAAAAABs/H-iXeM1HysQ/s320/n591430723_4023721_8934.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238730211289902706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SLO1kWT_jrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ry98F8pQGck/s1600-h/n591430723_4023731_1899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SLO1kWT_jrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ry98F8pQGck/s320/n591430723_4023731_1899.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238730427631374002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously only we r capable of thinking of taking such pictures. hahahaha but i love the peek-tures.=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-2269706947901387712?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2269706947901387712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=2269706947901387712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2269706947901387712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2269706947901387712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/08/having-business-career-service-talk-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SLO0IA3fElI/AAAAAAAAABk/byrkas7L3IU/s72-c/n591430723_4023762_2244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-2453377343656394120</id><published>2008-08-22T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T03:24:22.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been super long since I last blogged. Have had a super busy week. With IBG trainings and matches, i practically die every night after I shower. Netball was on Thur and I am proud to say we won against A blk 9-1. =D Finals next wed against (most probably) E blk which is going to be a super tough game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am quite proud to say I went to trainings for games I have never played before in my life = V ball and touch rugby. Conducted a soccer training last wednesday too and it was pretty good. We did drills and learnt to defend and take penalty shots. More freshies to come for trainings please!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lectures are going fast now and I am dying from trying to catch up with sleep + lecture + doing tutorials (which require some understanding before I can start). I just completed my Biz law tutorial 1 and 2=D There's still operation management tutorial 1 &amp; 2 + financial accounting tutorials to finish. Plus I need to buck up on German!!! My pronounciation really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutorials start next week which means school will get more hectic and more time management needed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to buy a printer. Sucks having to spend my weekends sitting in front of the comp printing notes or running to peoples' rooms to print notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye lids are so heavy its closing anytime. Trying to keep them open now so I can continue with my financial accounting lecture. Zzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-2453377343656394120?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2453377343656394120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=2453377343656394120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2453377343656394120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2453377343656394120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-has-been-super-long-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-4589207360543556064</id><published>2008-08-17T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T12:38:27.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's 3.35am in the morning and i just showered. preparing to sleep now. finally loaded up pictures from hall bash and formal dinner! And I havent finish loading up pictures from Rag day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to clean my room, put on new bedsheets, pack my notes and arranged them into different files. Need to clean my furnitures. It's all in a mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handball training at 630am later followed by soccer after. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was good. Loves it!=D Managed to catch THE MUMMY after a super long time and I loved it. And i managed to meet up with my favourite friends=) Studied Biz Law and German. Printed out all my notes. Ate nice prawn mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall attempt to get some sleep before I zombi-fied again tml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-4589207360543556064?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4589207360543556064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=4589207360543556064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4589207360543556064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4589207360543556064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1627387498606661357</id><published>2008-08-09T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T07:36:35.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YkoJOlXB8hI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YkoJOlXB8hI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more can I say. GREAT JOB GUYS! LOVESSSSS IT=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-1627387498606661357?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1627387498606661357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=1627387498606661357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1627387498606661357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1627387498606661357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/08/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1219981852052144982</id><published>2008-08-08T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T02:23:54.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After many months of continuous practices, late night trainings, endless no. of sit-ups, countless bruises and abrations, the day is finally here!!! Having had intensive trainings for the past few days, it all boiled down to today-Rag Day. Warm-ups at 330am and full run at 5am aint no joke. We were tired...but we wanted to win so badly we ignored the lethargic side in us and gave our best. Hours of prep wearing costumes and getting body paints, we reached SRC at 1230.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after, it was our turn to shine. 5 mins of fame in front of everybody, we gave our all. We danced and cheered and smiled and screamed like we had never done before. Our dance of full of energy and the look on the judges' faces said it all. The chancelor's shield is ours once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing under the hot afternoon sun in our costumes and waiting for results was sooooo scary. We held on to each other while results were being announced. We conquered the Best Float, Best Perfomance, Environmental Friendly, Best Flag results, and last but not least, the Chancelor's shield. A moment we have all been waiting for. We were screaming and crying for joy. All our hard work hadn't gone to waste. We, KR, are the overall champions for this year's Rag and Flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to the costume designers who spent hours sewing our costumes. Many thanks to the Raggers for spending 24/7 making the float and painting the canvas. Many thanks to Kriss and Mel for your wonderful chereography. Many thanks to all Kent Ridgens for cheering and believing in us. Last but not least, many thanks to fellow dancers who worked hard perfecting our steps. Without you guys, it wouldn't have been possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE THE BEST!!!=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-1219981852052144982?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1219981852052144982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=1219981852052144982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1219981852052144982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1219981852052144982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/08/after-many-months-of-continuous.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-2845323541163014938</id><published>2008-08-07T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T06:26:48.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAG DAY tomorrow!! months of hard work. going to pay off tml!!! gotta wake up at 1am cause' we gotta meet at 130am later! so excited. we did so well for the preview its touching cause everyone really enjoyed it!! PROUD =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raining now...great great weather to zzzzz!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-2845323541163014938?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2845323541163014938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=2845323541163014938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2845323541163014938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2845323541163014938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/08/rag-day-tomorrow-months-of-hard-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-5882346832357785242</id><published>2008-08-05T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T09:43:59.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new week has begun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flag day today! woke up damnnnnnnn early and went all the way to parkway for collection. damn siannnsss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate it when the singaporeans are so damn stingy. and the best part is when u approach them to ask for donations they pretend to be deaf + blind so i ended up looking like a stupid retard talking to myself. ZOMG wanted to kill them at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course there were the nice people who offered donations with a smiling face and enthu-ness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacked at macs after 3 longgggg hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and brought more stuff to hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collected paycheck at manfield. $242.50!!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took FTT. PASSED PASSED PASSED. time to start learning how to driveeeeee. wooooshhh=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next three days=crazy. GG. god bless meeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-5882346832357785242?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5882346832357785242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=5882346832357785242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5882346832357785242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5882346832357785242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-week-has-begun-flag-day-today-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-7393506230083028107</id><published>2008-08-03T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:52:16.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES second wk in KR!! just had some freshman welcome session at UCC where we were in formal but sleeping damn unglamly cause it was so super duper boring and people staying in halls are always sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri was fun! 'last day' of FWOC. bbq was highlight of the day. FUN FUN FUN=D mambo music blasted through the speakers and we ate and danced and got so high it was crazy. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat was sentosa day!!! tons of games and chilling out with OG mates and dunking sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures on FB to tell the stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at pasir panjang where abt 20 people squeezed into Alvan's van. HOTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast along siglap on sunday morning. overslept for 40mins. GG. but breakfast was good. followed by chilling out at parkway, the park and roxy sq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at vivo with insung, oliver, mel chua and hannah. plus grocery shopping which cost me $40 and furniture shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rag dance at SRC field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bdae celebration for mel chan. laughed till we dropped. love the D blockers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;room packing till 330. GOSH at least now my room is more packed. still need some re-arrangements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phototaking session soon. plus rag again later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-7393506230083028107?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7393506230083028107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=7393506230083028107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/7393506230083028107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/7393506230083028107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-second-wk-in-kr-just-had-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-7405616322412784041</id><published>2008-07-31T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T19:27:22.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY finally some free time!!! we r suppose to be using this time to make things for our dates but I have done enough. seriously. insung is so cute he gets touched so easily.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 5 of orientation! its the last day! yesterday was pretty slack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matriculation in the morn followed by a walk around to look at the various CCAs in NUS. they have ballroom classes for like $40 for 8 lessons!!! got tons of free gifts(YAY)=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to meet at kel's room to discuss abt plans for the night(details later). kel and andre started jamming in his room and i fell asleep. like those that even a siren wouldnt even be able to wake me up kinda deep deep slp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played some station games in the afternoon. set up for andre's big candlelight dinner. it was so urber romantic with guitar playing, kel and verns wonderful singing, candlelight dinner at the rooftop, candle-written name etc. after dinner was a mini concert with me, minyi, andre, peixun, kel, vern, oliver and wanling chilling on the rooftop while the rest of the hall had cheering sessions in MPSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flag go go was good. insung looked great=D he was so touched when i got him 3 stalks of pink roses! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had block supper with B blockers on the rooftop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a mini party in kels room with minyi, kel, david, erwin, alvan and oliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then time to zzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept like a pig. overslept by like 40mins. 3 missed calls and some knocking on my door by andre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures of my room!!! shall be back home this wkend to bring more stuff over=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SJJ0YOGS8hI/AAAAAAAAABM/khuFS3PJpTU/s1600-h/DSC07064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SJJ0YOGS8hI/AAAAAAAAABM/khuFS3PJpTU/s320/DSC07064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229370076780753426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SJJ0Yf8tp2I/AAAAAAAAABU/_aVDmkjcyjo/s1600-h/DSC07065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SJJ0Yf8tp2I/AAAAAAAAABU/_aVDmkjcyjo/s320/DSC07065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229370081572398946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SJJ0Ym5fVfI/AAAAAAAAABc/0XBfJDGgoZY/s1600-h/DSC07066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SJJ0Ym5fVfI/AAAAAAAAABc/0XBfJDGgoZY/s320/DSC07066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229370083437925874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights time for a lil nap before rag dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-7405616322412784041?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7405616322412784041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=7405616322412784041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/7405616322412784041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/7405616322412784041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/yay-finally-some-free-time-we-r-suppose.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SJJ0YOGS8hI/AAAAAAAAABM/khuFS3PJpTU/s72-c/DSC07064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1486142853440265244</id><published>2008-07-30T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T12:43:11.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yoyo KR</title><content type='html'>WHEEEE 3rd day of orientation ended.(sunday was day 0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was just zombie-fied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed up till 4am doing insung's card and deco. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SJDEOqrBoaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qNK9saVULec/s1600-h/DSC07062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SJDEOqrBoaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qNK9saVULec/s320/DSC07062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228894923629109666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SJDEOi-DG1I/AAAAAAAAABE/2HxdE7OXEu8/s1600-h/DSC07063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SJDEOi-DG1I/AAAAAAAAABE/2HxdE7OXEu8/s320/DSC07063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228894921561414482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 630 to deliver and help andre with his rosti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had amazing race around sch. found this pretty cool museum in NUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insung loved the card and deco =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped all stupid lectures and talks for sleep. moved furnitures in my room. now its spacious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had rag from 8-230am. YEAH now i am half dead. missed fright night and games=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matriculation plus bidding of modules tml. COOL huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally rest day tml(i hope). more time for more surprises for insung. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-1486142853440265244?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1486142853440265244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=1486142853440265244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1486142853440265244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1486142853440265244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/yoyo-kr.html' title='yoyo KR'/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SJDEOqrBoaI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qNK9saVULec/s72-c/DSC07062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6680886361710783664</id><published>2008-07-27T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T10:50:16.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY its like 145am and i am still awake. just ended rag dance prac. tml night's the preview! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am more or less settled into KR. thanks to kage and david for helping me clean and move everything! thanks guys!=D and also thanks for helping my neighbours clean their rooms!! it was really terrible with the dust and everything. ewww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;room is more or less quite empty still. can afford to bring more clothes and shoes. YAY ahhahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SIy1MJdistI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_d84pcvJU2s/s1600-h/Photo+52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SIy1MJdistI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_d84pcvJU2s/s320/Photo+52.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227752487773188818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay shall take more pictures of my room when i am free and when its nicer. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta wake up at 730 tml!! GG man. grrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6680886361710783664?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6680886361710783664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6680886361710783664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6680886361710783664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6680886361710783664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-its-like-145am-and-i-am-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SIy1MJdistI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_d84pcvJU2s/s72-c/Photo+52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-5368019750557581657</id><published>2008-07-25T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T03:38:33.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holidays have more or less ended.&lt;br /&gt;Our to do list is half complete.&lt;br /&gt;One cute girl is busy with school.&lt;br /&gt;The other has an annoying schedule that brings her out of town at very inappropriate timings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-5368019750557581657?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5368019750557581657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=5368019750557581657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5368019750557581657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5368019750557581657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/holidays-have-more-or-less-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6168604545200310282</id><published>2008-07-02T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:05:11.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kungfu panda round 2 was still freakin funny. cheesy pasta + sweet/salted popcorn + nachos with cheese + ice lemon tea was heavennnnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuishin-bo for dinner was BLISS. wheeee too lazy to upload peek-tures. but life is good. muahahaaha FACEBOOK PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to:&lt;br /&gt;swim&lt;br /&gt;skate&lt;br /&gt;gym&lt;br /&gt;run&lt;br /&gt;cycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah u get the idea --- time to exerciseeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and GSS is ending. ZARA KIDS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6168604545200310282?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6168604545200310282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6168604545200310282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6168604545200310282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6168604545200310282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/07/wheeeee-kungfu-panda-round-2-was-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-4372538499849551026</id><published>2008-06-14T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T05:32:21.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee tmdcute girls has been up to tons of interesting activities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SFOjDMosb1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/UL-9hRtoysk/s1600-h/dingding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SFOjDMosb1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/UL-9hRtoysk/s320/dingding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211688469124640594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes cute girl flew off to Male to see many males!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while cuter girl happily made new friends at KR! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SFOk7x6w0tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/UqbDB1lwm8I/s1600-h/naka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SFOk7x6w0tI/AAAAAAAAAAk/UqbDB1lwm8I/s320/naka.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211690540716839634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then tmdcute us decided to challenge ourselves and cycle from Macs to SAF Ferry terminal! 40km in total! Yes cuter girl had trouble climbing up the stairs after. But nonetheless its a record!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SFOkIfSZ4dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eM4Bk9CJqQw/s1600-h/dingdong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SFOkIfSZ4dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eM4Bk9CJqQw/s320/dingdong.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211689659542397394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to forget, ice skating(finally after months and years of planning!=D). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SFO50o3X4tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/gtkZrfyQlVU/s1600-h/DSC06630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SFO50o3X4tI/AAAAAAAAAAs/gtkZrfyQlVU/s320/DSC06630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211713507771802322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while cute gal are busy getting numbers from passengers going to Calcutta, cuter gal will be taking up dance class!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-4372538499849551026?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4372538499849551026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=4372538499849551026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4372538499849551026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4372538499849551026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/06/whee-tmdcute-girls-has-been-up-to-tons.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SF8FxTagxPE/SFOjDMosb1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/UL-9hRtoysk/s72-c/dingding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-8134564219116119767</id><published>2008-06-10T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T03:49:10.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously please just get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this is your definition of having a life, i feel really really sad for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-8134564219116119767?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8134564219116119767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=8134564219116119767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8134564219116119767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8134564219116119767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/06/seriously-please-just-get-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1719245594416808159</id><published>2008-06-09T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T01:45:31.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the beginning</title><content type='html'>We were strangers&lt;br /&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming&lt;br /&gt;What we'd have to go through&lt;br /&gt;Now here we are&lt;br /&gt;And I'm suddenly standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one told me&lt;br /&gt;I was going to find you&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected&lt;br /&gt;What you did to my heart&lt;br /&gt;When I lost hope&lt;br /&gt;You were there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;This is the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were strangers&lt;br /&gt;On a crazy adventure&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming&lt;br /&gt;How our dreams would come true&lt;br /&gt;Now here we stand&lt;br /&gt;Unafraid of the future&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew there was somebody somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Like me alone in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Now I know my dream will live on&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting so long&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river&lt;br /&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;When the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road and I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river I wanna keep going on....&lt;br /&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road and I wanna going&lt;br /&gt;Love is river I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-1719245594416808159?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1719245594416808159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=1719245594416808159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1719245594416808159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1719245594416808159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/06/at-beginning.html' title='At the beginning'/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-2044025453064681936</id><published>2008-06-01T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T08:30:20.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>only the dd-est of the dd-est woman would set an alarm at 8pm only to be woken up by grandfather at 920pm and rush through makeup and hair by the road side in the most unglam manner when reporting time is at 945pm=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-2044025453064681936?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2044025453064681936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=2044025453064681936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2044025453064681936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2044025453064681936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/06/only-dd-est-of-dd-est-woman-would-set.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1656455817796531529</id><published>2008-05-30T01:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T01:08:10.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY-NESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of the month! and it's a friday!=D Woo-Hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means paycheck coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuitee still owes me tuition fee. $270 leh!=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH NUS here I come babeeeeeee &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo-la-la=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-8186854630467905984</id><published>2008-05-28T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:33:00.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love West Side Story! It's the most fun musical u can ever ever be involved in!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=B6gok589fVg&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=jg5pVY3gVDE&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=II2uaRmlQNg&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=KNvjpoz9uZY&amp;feature=related&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=ijUqhHZlf8k&amp;feature=related&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-8186854630467905984?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8186854630467905984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=8186854630467905984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8186854630467905984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8186854630467905984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-west-side-story-its-most-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-2235066449679064516</id><published>2008-05-26T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:14:53.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Full House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Sung Hye Gyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Korean songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Korean drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Cute Korean guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahahhaa I spent the whole morning on youtube drooling over Rain, se7en and Super Juniors!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Rain's 'Sad Tango'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a sucker for guys who can dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am motivated to do Hip Hop cause' I wanna dance like Rain hurh-hurh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooooo in love with him right now. No more Kwon Sung Woo, Won Bin and Hyun Bin. Just Rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the cool Rain in the stupid Clear dandruff commercial. But the cute Rain singing '3 bears' in Full house. The macho Rain on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am mad. Muahahhahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deb rocks man. She finds the most interested blogs for me!=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-2235066449679064516?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2235066449679064516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=2235066449679064516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2235066449679064516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2235066449679064516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-rain-i-love-full-house-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-8724966403103827737</id><published>2008-05-26T02:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T02:05:53.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the first monday (other than last week's) I am not complaining/grumpy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why's that so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause my boss is not in the office. He's out for some training. And he aint going to be in office tomorrow either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loveeeee going to work when my boss isnt around. Cause it basically means OTOT-own time own target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did work ok! Just in a more relaxed mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not having a pile of work being dumped on me rocks. Muahahhahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15minutes more till the end of work=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go shopping at Far East. Whee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-8724966403103827737?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8724966403103827737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=8724966403103827737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8724966403103827737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8724966403103827737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-is-first-monday-other-than-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-5547875398630449109</id><published>2008-05-23T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:17:45.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee the two cuties passed their BTT(for the not so cute ppl it means Basic Theory Test) and of course some pok people had to fail it. But not us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One step closer to being terrors on the road=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH opening of Arts Fest today! Showed our cute face along Boat Quay. Took tons of lovely pictures! All on facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course we would expect a very happening weekend ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello to Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-5547875398630449109?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5547875398630449109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=5547875398630449109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5547875398630449109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5547875398630449109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/05/whee-two-cuties-passed-their-bttfor-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-8278956463736398556</id><published>2008-05-22T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T01:59:01.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOO~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been staring at excel since morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need thick nerdy geeky glasses soon=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend is coming in a day's time! YAYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go cycling&lt;br /&gt;                  swimming&lt;br /&gt;                  eating&lt;br /&gt;                  blading&lt;br /&gt;                  skating&lt;br /&gt;                  movie marathon-ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEE 20more mins to the end of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTT at 645pm. ZOMG! =S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-8278956463736398556?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8278956463736398556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=8278956463736398556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8278956463736398556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8278956463736398556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/05/wooo-i-have-been-staring-at-excel-since.html' title=''/><author><name>the tamade cute gals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09909580961346693257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1969432443325307803</id><published>2008-05-21T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:52:51.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sucks man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyesight is going down the drain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turning into a camel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a big ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go into decomposition mode now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-1969432443325307803?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-7903789070635999445</id><published>2008-05-19T09:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T09:07:17.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best best best LONG wkend ever!!!=D too tired to elaborate right now. maybe soon... mauahahhaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-7903789070635999445?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7903789070635999445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=7903789070635999445' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Ajisen&lt;br /&gt;4) Hong Kong Cafe&lt;br /&gt;5) Manhatten Fish Market&lt;br /&gt;6) Sakae Sushi&lt;br /&gt;7) New York New York&lt;br /&gt;8) Kuishinbo (The free flow of snow crab for dinner thingy at Suntec)&lt;br /&gt;9) Fish n Co.&lt;br /&gt;10) Beef house at east coast road&lt;br /&gt;11) Sarpino's Pizza&lt;br /&gt;12) Tarverns &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) The Outback &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;steak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Just Steak &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;steak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Fosters &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;steak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) The 'zi cha' place along east coast road&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-746682434819409753?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6927787976484099940</id><published>2008-05-15T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T08:12:10.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever seen the side of someone you never thought u knew?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6927787976484099940?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6927787976484099940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6927787976484099940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XY for Ceci:&lt;br /&gt;Thai dance (while wearing a turban)&lt;br /&gt;Indian thriller&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ceci for XY:&lt;br /&gt;xiao er lang&lt;br /&gt;dance to time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;hum and dance to marriage d'amour&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the rest to be filled in when we remember(which is a lot more) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-8855092205000437266?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8855092205000437266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=8855092205000437266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8855092205000437266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8855092205000437266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-well-be-doing-for-each-others.html' title='What we&apos;ll be doing for each other&apos;s weddings!!!'/><author><name>the tamade cute gals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09909580961346693257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-8983316446522282910</id><published>2008-05-11T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T04:16:05.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its sunday again which means work again tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i get thur off. cause i m going for NUS discretionary interview for biz. like @**$&amp;*@(#(*$&amp; i dont get in via my A level results? SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt do well for Os. so appealed in through drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought i did pretty decently for As. but i still gotta go for this stupid discretionary interview. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been shopping my days away since Fri after i got my pay. hoho me &amp; phuay = shopping queens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday: 7 pairs of earrings (3 from Diva, 4 from random push cart in Bugis Village)&lt;br /&gt;           1 necklace from Diva&lt;br /&gt;           1 chocker from BGM ( is that the name of the store?)&lt;br /&gt;           1 necklace from BGM for mummy&lt;br /&gt;sat: 1 pair of slippers from Women's Secrets (they have freakin nice stuff!!!)&lt;br /&gt;       1 dress and 2 pairs of shorts from Cotton On &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those costs me almost $150.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun: 1 pair of shorts and a top from Cotton On (again)&lt;br /&gt;       1 pair of pumps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I NEED TO STOP SHOPPING. but i cant help it =P opps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and aunty came back from perth. where's my shopping???=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-8983316446522282910?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/8983316446522282910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=8983316446522282910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8983316446522282910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/8983316446522282910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-sunday-again-which-means-work-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-2208974182226938789</id><published>2008-05-05T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:24:17.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOHO</title><content type='html'>ALL CAPRICORNS TO NOTE: THE HOROSCOPE FOR TODAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Charm is bubbling out of you&lt;/span&gt;, and some very flighty folks will be attracted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your charm is bubbling out of you like champagne today, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;you will be able to attract a lot of diverse people&lt;/span&gt;. Unfortunately, in that mix there will inevitably be some very flighty folks -- the kind of people who always talk about getting together but also always back out of your plans at the last minute. Just don't put too much faith in these good time friends, and you won't be disappointed if they let you down. Keep things light and you'll stay bright!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-2208974182226938789?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2208974182226938789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=2208974182226938789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2208974182226938789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2208974182226938789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/05/hoho.html' title='HOHO'/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-542688210168905474</id><published>2008-05-02T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T01:45:23.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>as usual...boredom gets to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are 53% Capricorn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howcapricornareyouquiz/capricorn.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howcapricornareyouquiz/"&gt;How Capricorn Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Learn Portuguese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/portuguese.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito legal! For you, learning a language is all about the lifestyle that comes with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Brazilian beaches, hotties, parties, and soccer matches are just your style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/"&gt;What Language Should You Learn?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHRISTIANO RONALDO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;bg align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 30% Bitchy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howbitchyareyouquiz/bitchy-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a pretty sweet person, and you're definitely not prone to bitchy outbursts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, though, you can't help thinking mean thoughts about people. But at least you don't act on them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howbitchyareyouquiz/"&gt;How Bitchy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have Your Sarcastic Moments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 71% Passionate, 29% Compassionate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/isyourlovestylepassionateorcompassionatequiz/love-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very passionate, especially when it comes to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it's sometimes difficult for you to tell between love and lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You jump in head first, and figure things out later... usually when it's all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/isyourlovestylepassionateorcompassionatequiz/"&gt;Is Your Love Style Passionate or Compassionate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Don't Need a Man, but You Want One!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyouneedamanquiz/want-man.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like having a guy in your life, and overall, you prefer not to be single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't go out with a guy out of desperation.. you rather be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when you're single, you do tend to obsess a little over dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because no matter how good your single life is, it's better with a great guy around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouneedamanquiz/"&gt;Do You Need a Man?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not a Jealous Bone in Your Body&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouajealouswomanquiz/not-jealous.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're secure, trusting, and giving with friends and lovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while you may have been hurt before, you've bounced back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're generally happy with your life - and no one's grass is greener than yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word of caution: some may see your lack of jealousy as indifference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouajealouswomanquiz/"&gt;Are You A Jealous Woman?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love Type: ESTP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourdatingtypequiz/love.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are charming, and known for sweeping people off their feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, sex is fun and a great way to be in the moment with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are witty, generous, and flirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you tend to ignore conflict and get bored with people easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best matches: ISFJ or ISTJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourdatingtypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Go For Brains!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyougoforaguysbrainsorbodyquiz/brains.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want a guy with a big... brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course it would be nice if he were a total hottie, but you're not counting on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on the inside is what counts for you. (Besides, you can always change the outside later!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyougoforaguysbrainsorbodyquiz/"&gt;Do You Go For A Guy's Brains or Body?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Picky When it Counts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoutoopickywhenitcomestomenquiz/picky-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most sane women, you want a great guy who will treat you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're also willing to put up with a few flaws in your Mr. Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should congratulate yourself on having a realistic approach to dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably have quite a few great guys you can date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoutoopickywhenitcomestomenquiz/"&gt;Are You Too Picky When It Comes To Men?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Friends Only&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/friends-only.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, you're not really ready for a relationship right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you prefer to keep things platonic, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not to say that one of your friends could be dating material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just taking a break for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are a Serious Date&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofdatingdivaareyouquiz/serious-date.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dating philosophy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dating is for finding a compatible partner"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not so concerned with how you date...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as where the relationship ends up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys to look for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men who write a good bit about what they're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does it show that they are serious about dating as well -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that they've already put a good deal of thought in to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofdatingdivaareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Dating Diva Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Almost Ready to Date Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoureadyforanewboyfriendquiz/ready-date-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're over him... well, mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, you still think of your ex on occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough to effect any new relationship you may start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself time and space - you are 90% there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't swear off men, just make sure to play the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoureadyforanewboyfriendquiz/"&gt;Are You Ready for a New Boyfriend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An Independent Girlfriend!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofgirlfriendareyouquiz/independent-girlfriend.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, Ms. Independent! Your guy digs your modern style...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he's sometimes left to wonder if you really like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep that unique spirit, but show him your love a bit more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries - you're light years away from smothering him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofgirlfriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Would Do Most Things For Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/wouldyoudoanythingforlovequiz/love-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are willing to go pretty far for love - but not far enough to compromise your core values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a priority for you, and you'll go further than most people to hold on to someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But killing for love? Or even taking a bullet? Probably out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, you love yourself the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wouldyoudoanythingforlovequiz/"&gt;Would You Do Anything For Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/waterfall.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to persuade and influence others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who can turn a whole room around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The potential for great leadership is there, as long as you don't abuse it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember, you have a lot more power over people than you might think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Somewhat Honest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howhonestareyouquiz/honesty.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do tend to tell the truth a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also stretch the truth on occasion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You figure a little lie isn't a big deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as it doesn't hurt anyone too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhonestareyouquiz/"&gt;How Honest Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are A Loyal Sidekick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/loyal-sidekick.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you aren't the most visable one in your group...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always up for a good time or conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you stick with your friends no matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may feel underappreciated - but it only seems that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindoffriendareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Friend Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Would Not Pick Your Boyfriend Again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/wouldyoupickhimagainquiz/not-pick.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you and your boyfriend first met, things were different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that the initial chemistry has worn off, you're finding that he's not right for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as it hurts, you know that you need to let him go - and find someone worthy of your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is, you can be happier. You just have to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wouldyoupickhimagainquiz/"&gt;Would You Pick Him Again?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Only Thing You Play is "Cool"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whenitcomestomenareyouaplayerquiz/not-player.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that you don't have the skills to juggle a few men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, you just lack the desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer dating to be a simple one on one process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No games, no other people, no drama - just you and the guy you're getting to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whenitcomestomenareyouaplayerquiz/"&gt;When It Comes to Men, Are You a Player?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-542688210168905474?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/542688210168905474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=542688210168905474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/542688210168905474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/542688210168905474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/05/as-usualboredom-gets-to-me.html' title='as usual...boredom gets to me'/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-2806339853731950787</id><published>2008-04-28T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:03:53.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>guys are such troubles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OKAY this is like some sexist thing i found online. its not totally true but most of it is!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problems with GUYS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If u treat him nicely, he says u  are in love with him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If u don't, he says u are proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u dress nicely, he says  u are trying to lure him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u don't, he says u are from kampung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If u argue with him, he says u are stubborn;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If u keep quiet, he says u  have no brains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u are smarter than him,  he'll lose face;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he's smarter than u, he is great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If u don't love him, he  tries to possess u;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;If u love him, he will try to leave u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;If u don't make love with  him., he says u don't love him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u do, he says u are cheap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u  tell him your problem, he says u are troublesome;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u  don't, he says that u don't trust him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:green;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u scold him, u are like a nanny to him;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:green;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he scolds u, it is because he cares for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If  u break your promise, u cannot be trusted;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:blue;"   &gt;If he breaks his, he is forced to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If u smoke, u are bad girl;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If he smokes, he is gentleman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If u do well in your exams,  he says it's luck;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 255);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If he does well, it's brains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 255);font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If u hurt him, u are cruel;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;If he hurts u, u are too sensitive!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-2806339853731950787?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2806339853731950787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=2806339853731950787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2806339853731950787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2806339853731950787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/04/guys-are-such-troubles.html' title='guys are such troubles!'/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-7024101261090845705</id><published>2008-04-27T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T00:05:33.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so bored at work i need to blog blog blog. but there's nothing to blog about!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing interesting-except for the fact that my boss is wearing this green tie with many images of mickey mouse dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing emo to blog about because i am absolutely not emo by nature=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing happy to blog about because...nothing made me really happy other than the fact that i m not having a bad hair day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like going tanning/swimming right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sean just made me happy because his colleague saw my friendster photos and said i m 'chio' hoho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zairil says 'boredom makes one become mature'.&lt;br /&gt;i say 'boredom makes one retarded'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-7024101261090845705?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6884332484706796432</id><published>2008-04-24T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:57:08.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How can I keep from singing-Enya</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Following tempest( after 2 years), I finally found the song title and lyrics to the opening song!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;My life goes on in endless song&lt;br /&gt;Above Earth's lamentations.&lt;br /&gt;I hear the real, though far-off hymn&lt;br /&gt;that hails a new creation.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Through all the tumult and the strife&lt;br /&gt;I hear its music ringing.&lt;br /&gt;It sounds an echo in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;How can I keep from singing?         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;While though the tempest loudly roars,&lt;br /&gt;I hear the truth, it liveth.&lt;br /&gt;And though the darkness 'round me close,&lt;br /&gt;Songs in the night it giveth.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No storm can shake my inmost calm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;While to that rock I'm clinging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Since love is lord of heaven and earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How can I keep from singing?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;When tyrants tremble in their fear&lt;br /&gt;And hear their death knell ringing,&lt;br /&gt;When friends rejoice both far and near&lt;br /&gt;How can I keep from singing?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;In prison cell and dungeon vile&lt;br /&gt;Our thoughts to them are winging,&lt;br /&gt;When friends by shame are undefiled&lt;br /&gt;How can I keep from singing?           &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6884332484706796432?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6884332484706796432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6884332484706796432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6884332484706796432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6884332484706796432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-can-i-keep-from-singing-enya.html' title='How can I keep from singing-Enya'/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1480301069603687235</id><published>2008-04-24T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:23:13.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just a thought...</title><content type='html'>On my way to work, I was thinking. How would u determine whether one's level of English-good/bad/passable etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were to judge based on how many bombastic words used, it wont be accurate would it? I mean, sure it would make an essay look impressive, but anyone can start memorizing those words and dump them all into an essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do we judge on a person's way of thinking? Focusing on one's organizing of thoughts and ideas rather than the vocabulary used? But if we were to determine it like this, are we judging the person's flow of thoughts, critical thinking skills, maturity level, analytical skills or the level of English?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More often than not, we are reminded by our English teachers to keep our essays simple and straightforward. As long as we can be successful in putting our ideas across to readers, we are rewarded with high marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In primary school, we are tested for our grammer, vocabulary, understanding of passages etc. As we grow older and enter secondary school/JC, there's this focus on thought processes and general knowledge. You are awarded marks according to your train of thoughts and personal opinions more than according to the number of bombastic words into your essay. AQ and essay are good examples. You are only awarded a mere 5 marks out of about 90 marks for GP on vocab. And probably a few more marks(max 10 in total?) in the comprehension section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin in Hwa Chong Institution, reads 'The Straits Times' everyday, picking out 5 vocab words and memorising their definitions etc. However he is still unable to score for English because he can't pen it down. There is no coherent flow in his essay. So how would we rate his level of English?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Primary and Secondary School, there are oral examinations where we are tested on conversational skills to determine if we have a good command of English. But we don't have such practices in JC. So does it mean that as long as we can write well and organise our thoughts on paper, we are considered to be good in English?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People living in countries like America and England-where English is their mother tongue speak the language every day . However,  it can' t be argued that their English is good.   Statistic has shown that 6% of Americans aged 16-18, 11% of Americans aged 19-24 and 28% of Americans aged 25-38 are illiterate. (&lt;a href="http://nces.ed.gov/NAAL/PDF/2006470_1.PDF"&gt;http://nces.ed.gov/NAAL/PDF/2006470_1.PDF&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also see: &lt;span class="url"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.cie.org.uk/docs/dynamic/18894.pdf"&gt;www.&lt;b&gt;cie.org.uk&lt;/b&gt;/docs/dynamic/18894.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, are there lope holes in the education system? What is the best way to determine a person's command of the English language?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-1480301069603687235?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1480301069603687235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=1480301069603687235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1480301069603687235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1480301069603687235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-thought.html' title='just a thought...'/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1867579826987853831</id><published>2008-04-24T00:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:54:44.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEE!</title><content type='html'>YAY so now i can blog via myself and my account!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-1867579826987853831?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1867579826987853831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=1867579826987853831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1867579826987853831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1867579826987853831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/04/whee.html' title='WHEE!'/><author><name>Cecilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08471903276517033685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-7931225362468375928</id><published>2008-04-23T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:01:30.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside a girl's heart</title><content type='html'>If you look inside a girl...&lt;br /&gt;You would see how much she really cries.&lt;br /&gt;You would find so many secrets&lt;br /&gt;and lots of lies...&lt;br /&gt;But what you'll see the most,&lt;br /&gt;is how hard it is to stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;When nothing is right,&lt;br /&gt;and everything is wrong...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-7931225362468375928?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-5241721848671348989</id><published>2008-04-23T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:37:35.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Poison into Medicine</title><content type='html'>Believers of Nichiren Daishonin's Buddhism often speak of "turning poison into medicine" when they describe how their Buddhist practice has enabled them to transform a difficult, negative or painful situation into something positive. We believe any unfavorable situation can be changed into a source of value. More fundamentally, it is by challenging and overcoming painful circumstances that we grow as human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we respond to life's inevitable sufferings is the key. Negative, painful experiences are often necessary to motivate us. The process of changing poison into medicine begins when we approach difficult experiences as an opportunity to reflect on ourselves and to strengthen and develop our courage and compassion. The more we are able to do this, the more we are able to grow in vitality and wisdom and realize a truly expansive state of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Adapted from http://www.sgi.org/buddhism/daily-life/list/changingpoison.html -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-5241721848671348989?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5241721848671348989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=5241721848671348989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5241721848671348989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5241721848671348989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/04/turning-poison-into-medicine.html' title='Turning Poison into Medicine'/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1873230261579801459</id><published>2008-04-22T00:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T00:38:42.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching for rainbows</title><content type='html'>If we can take a chance now and then&lt;br /&gt;seek and search, discover and dream,&lt;br /&gt;grow and get through each day&lt;br /&gt;with the knowledge that we can&lt;br /&gt;only take as much as we can give,&lt;br /&gt;and we can only get as much out of life&lt;br /&gt;as we allow ourselves to live...&lt;br /&gt;then we can be truly happy.&lt;br /&gt;We can realise a dream or two, and&lt;br /&gt;we can make a habit of reaching out for&lt;br /&gt;rainbows and colouring our lives with&lt;br /&gt;wonderful days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Collin McCarty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-1873230261579801459?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1873230261579801459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=1873230261579801459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1873230261579801459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1873230261579801459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/04/reaching-for-rainbows.html' title='Reaching for rainbows'/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-4615200084261611857</id><published>2008-04-19T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T05:02:54.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A note to guys out there who are interested in tamadecute girls&lt;br /&gt;Do make sure you fufill the entire set of the below criteria&lt;br /&gt;If not, don't even think about it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recite this:&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am &gt;1.75m&lt;br /&gt;am relatively good looking&lt;br /&gt;Look smart and presentable&lt;br /&gt;have good dress sense&lt;br /&gt;am relatively intelligent&lt;br /&gt;Speak good English&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT smoke&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT drink often&lt;br /&gt;am sensitive&lt;br /&gt;have no gay manners&lt;br /&gt;am funny and engaging&lt;br /&gt;am NOT pok(note: not poRk)-please email for definition(:&lt;br /&gt;get along with your friends and family&lt;br /&gt;am not arrogant&lt;br /&gt;do not have too much pride&lt;br /&gt;am thrifty&lt;br /&gt;am romantic&lt;br /&gt;am fit, not fat, not flabby&lt;br /&gt;am NOT emo&lt;br /&gt;know how to chill&lt;br /&gt;am NOT weird&lt;br /&gt;do not prioritise sex or sexual activities (not even in my mind)&lt;br /&gt;am not quick tempered or impulsive&lt;br /&gt;do not burp or fart in public&lt;br /&gt;have a mind of my own&lt;br /&gt;am not too chauvanistic&lt;br /&gt;do not annoy you or your friends&lt;br /&gt;am open to feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all pretty reasonable, so&lt;br /&gt;If you'd said any of the above sentences and they sounded funny or untrue to you, we're sorry.&lt;br /&gt;But if they all apply you to, the door's open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you love us &lt;br /&gt;coz we're damn cute&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-4615200084261611857?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4615200084261611857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=4615200084261611857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4615200084261611857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4615200084261611857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/04/note-to-guys-out-there-who-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-4618793733070038171</id><published>2008-04-09T21:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:23:25.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my horoscope!</title><content type='html'>The Bottom Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New beginnings happen every day, and a very big change is coming your way, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New beginnings happen every day, usually without you noticing them -- so if you are wishing your life were different, take a moment to realize that it actually is! Focusing all the time on what you wish could be better is too negative and narrow-minded. You should try a little harder to take note of the progress you have made and pat yourself of the back for the good things you have accomplished. Sure, you may have a little farther to go, but who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha sounds very exciting so i shall keep a lookout as to whats gonna change in my life today! plans for today: meet bicky-vicky and phuay after work today! finished another book on the way to work! so 2 more library books and a few self-bought books to keep me company for the next few wks(since i assume i would take damn long to finish chinese books)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha and i realise how absolutely lesbian-y i m getting. with aunty knowing my password to blog and i knowing her password to her blog. gosh no wonder our parents think we have something going on. a few more slpovers and they will prob freak out.=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in a surprisingly good mood today. feeling very high tho brain-dead this morn. haha think gill found it a lil amusing someone could actu get so high at 9am in the morn. but whats there not to be high about! man u won roma and advanced to the semi-s!! WHEE ^v^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for lunch!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://quizmiz.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG height=173 alt=compliment_11.gif hspace=0 src="http://www.quizmiz.net/a/htmlarea/uploads/compliment_11.gif" width=362 align=baseline border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://quizmiz.com" target="_blank"&gt;You're sensitive. You show yourself to guys that you look smart girl. It's not that you're mini Einstein, but your thoughtfulness turns any chitchat into meaningful talk. Guys feel connect when talking to you in most of every different topic. It's genius!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://quizmiz.com" target="_blank"&gt;What do guys see in you? QuizMiz.com&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizmiz.com"&gt;Find Out Yours at QuizMiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://quizmiz.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG height=300 alt="Pink Cutie.gif" hspace=0 src="http://www.quizmiz.net/a/htmlarea/uploads/Pink Cutie.gif" width=300 align=baseline border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://quizmiz.com" target="_blank"&gt;You are almost emo. You listen to music with emo lyrics like Linkin Park (&lt;I&gt;crawling in my skin&lt;/I&gt;) but haven't really ventured into the acoustic sounds of the true emo audiophile. You might have shaggy hair, but only because you're lazy, not really because you strive for emo-ness.&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;A href="http://quizmiz.com" target="_blank"&gt;Emo Quiz&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizmiz.com"&gt;Find Out Yours at QuizMiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wth kinda nonsense!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://quizmiz.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG height=176 alt=heartbreak-12.gif hspace=0 src="http://www.quizmiz.net/a/htmlarea/uploads/heartbreak-12.gif" width=400 align=baseline border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://quizmiz.com" target="_blank"&gt;It might get worse before it gets better, but anyone who has ever been emotionally clobbered by a breakup knows what an incredible shock to the system it is in the days and weeks right after your split. It might seem impossible that anyone else has felt this way, ever! But they have and they've recovered, and you will too. It's okay to be sad, emotional, and even needy with your friends and family, but don't torture yourself by dwelling on the what-ifs and how-comes that you go over and over in your mind. Is your heart broken? Absolutely, but not unfixable. Sometimes it takes a little self-imposed tough love to kick start your own recovery.&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://quizmiz.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG height=158 alt=love_brokenheartanimated.gif hspace=0 src="http://www.quizmiz.net/a/htmlarea/uploads/love_brokenheartanimated.gif" width=260 align=baseline border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizmiz.com"&gt;Find Out Yours at QuizMiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-4618793733070038171?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4618793733070038171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=4618793733070038171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4618793733070038171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4618793733070038171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-horoscope.html' title='my horoscope!'/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6386669760399626444</id><published>2008-04-09T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T05:51:19.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom leads to retardness</title><content type='html'>okkkk i was damn bored at work this morning so i did a whole lot of lame quizzes but some were quite true la. sorry i was really damn bored!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What type of person do you attract?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;You attract models!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 52%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Congrats, something about you makes those model-quality people flock to you. This is good for obvious reasons - they look great, just having them nearby attracts other models, and it opens doors for you - like exclusive clubs and whatnot.  If you are seeking pure physical beauty, you are all set.  If you are seeking someone that is not cynical and slightly bitter about humans in general, someone focused on the human condition and intellect, then you are out of luck - but who cares, you attract models!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You attract artsy people!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 50%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You attract Yuppies!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 49%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You attract unstable people!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 36%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You attract geeks!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 27%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You attract rednecks!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 6%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_type_of_person_do_you_attract"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What type of person do you attract?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quizzes for MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i m sure man zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What mental disorder do you have?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Manic Depressive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 38%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You have extreme cycles of highs and lows.  Sometimes you feel like you don't know who you are.  One week you could be very hyper and happy and the next week you are slow and depressed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 29%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 20%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 8%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;GAD (Generalized Anxiety Disorder)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 5%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_mental_disorder_do_you_have"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What mental disorder do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i suppose its true to a certain extent but nooo i aint depressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 20px; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Which Positive Quality Are You?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Friendship&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 66%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are Friendship.  Friends are those who can be counted upon in times of need.  Friends are those who share in your joys and your sorrows.  Friendship unites us with others beyond family and brings happiness and comfort to our lives.  "Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Love&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 55%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Peace&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 48%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Charity&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 46%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Faith&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 41%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Courage&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 10%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/which_positive_quality_are_you"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which Positive Quality Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks! so YES COME FRIENDS COME TALK TO ME!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Your life is 21% crappy!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 21%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You have a pretty good life.  There might be areas you'd like to improve, but overall, life's pretty sweet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/how_crappy_is_your_life" style="color: blue;"&gt;How crappy is your life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Quizzes for MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font-size: 20px; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You've Experienced 39% of Life&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 39%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You have the life experience of someone in their early 20s.&lt;br /&gt;You've seen some of what life has to offer - but you have a long ways to go. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/how_much_life_experience_do_you_have" style="color: blue;"&gt;How Much Life Experience Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Make a Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it means i m MATURE!=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;How will I die?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;You will die in a nuclear holocaust.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 80%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;The country responsible will be an unexpected one.  I hope that you will be close to the epicenter of the explosion.  Radiation is terrible.  Your death, however, will always be remembered.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die in a car accident.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 69%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will be murdered.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 66%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die while saving someone's life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 59%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die while having sex.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 42%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die from a terminal illness.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 38%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die in your sleep.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 32%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You will die of boredom.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 27%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/how_will_i_die"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How will I die?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Create a Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds close enough to the dream i had about bombs dropping everywhere and people flying everywhere. but eee i dont want to be blown apart and die. its such a sad way to die. i dont want to look chao da(burnt) either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Do Guys Think You're Difficult to Date&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Sexy Challenge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 85%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You know the moves that make men crazy for you. First, you get the give-and-take relationships need, and your kind to guys without being a wallflower. Plus, you pick your battles. Life's too short to sweat the small stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Total Pushover&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 68%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Dating Dictator&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 35%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/do_guys_think_your_difficult_to_date"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do Guys Think You're Difficult to Date&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;See All Our Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexy challenge...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You Scored a 88% which means you are a ....&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 88%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are a passionate lover. You are the complete package and you recieve the complete package. You are NOT selfish and yet you still don't get walked all over. You're what everyone looks for and you show the opposite sex what it is like to truly be loved. Anyone who gets you is truly lucky.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_kind_of_lover_are_you_3" style="color: blue;"&gt;What kind of lover are you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurh hurh wad a joke =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Are You Datable?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;You are 50/50 Datable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 81%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;According to the results, you are and aren't ready to go on Dates. Somewhere in there is telling me that  you know the basics of being in a relationship, but you just don't know how to keep one long lasting. So it's really 50/50 at this point. It'll either crash and burn or fly high in the sky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You are Datable&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 79%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;You are Not Datable&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 2%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/are_you_datable"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are You Datable?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Create MySpace Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha sounds damn true. so love gurus around den?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Which God or Goddess are you?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Aphrodite Greek Goddess of Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 59%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are a beautiful seductress. Your first thoughts are always in the interest of love. Your focus is on passion, romance, and sexual escapades. Make love not war is your motto.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Dionsyus Greek God of Wine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 49%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Artemis Greek Goddess of the Hunt&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 27%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Zeus Greek King of the Gods&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 15%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Ares Greek God of War&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 12%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Hades Greek God of the Underworld&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 7%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/which_god_or_goddess_are_you"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which God or Goddess are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quizzes for MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Which philosopher are you?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Sartre/Camus (late existentialists)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 58%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;The world is absurd. No facts govern it. We live well once we truly accept the world's absurdity. YOU give our life's meaning, and YOU control your world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(see Nietzsche for very closely tied beliefs) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--This quiz was made by S. A-Lerer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Aristotle&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 53%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;W.v.O. Quine / Late Wittgenstein&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 47%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Early Wittgenstein / Positivists&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 42%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Nietzsche&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 39%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Immanuel Kant&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 31%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Plato (strict rationalists)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 0%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/which_philosopher_are_you"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which philosopher are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah absurdism...life is ultimately without meaning.=P but i wanted to be aristotle tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 20px; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Probability of killing, 47%&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 47%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px;"&gt;So you have problems with enemies, maybe dont have a high enough self-esteem, or play a few violent videogames. Cutting it a little close there. Try to keep your cool, alright?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/are_you_capable_of_killing"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you capable of killing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES everyone beware for one day i shall get hold of a chopper and start chasing everyone around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 20px; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You are 3% Suicidical&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 3%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You're a happy person, right? I hope you stay like that, and if you change from happy to Not happy, remember how it was, how it is now, and that that time will come back, believe me. I'm happy for you cause you're happy! Share your happiness with other people, it can save lifes! Keep going on like this and be nice for other people, Hug Karolien&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/how_suicidical_are_you"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Suicidical Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D=D=D=D=D=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 20px; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;According to the results of this quiz, you LOVE you a 56%!!!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 56%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px;"&gt;Doing not so bad-good!  It's almost enough to start going around giving smooches and "I love you" hugs to all those closest to you, but just think it over, because you are a very SPECIAL and IMPORTANT person to the WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD and if you have made it this far and have all the things you do, WOW you are quite somebody, I tell you!!! LEARN TO LOVE YOURSELF A LIL BIT MORE!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/how_much_do_you_love_you"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How much do you LOVE YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes spankk you! (of course i didnt write that myself! its the quiz result!) so next time ball and aaron can get more hugs and kisses from me!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 20px; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What Sport are You&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Rugby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 58%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are the toughest. You are not intimidated easily and you fight your way through problems. You can only go backwards before moving forwards. You take on whatever comes at you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Lacross&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 52%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Soccer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 35%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_sport_are_you_1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Sport are You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What Be Your Nerd Type?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Drama Nerd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 93%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You sure do love the spotlight and probably have a very out-going and loud personality. Or not. That's just a stereotype, of course. Participation in the theatre is something to be very proud of. Whether you have a great voice for musicals, or astounding skills for dramas/comedies; keep up the good work. We need more entertainment these days that isn't television and video games (not that these things are bad, necessarily.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Science/Math Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 77%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Literature Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 68%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Social Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 47%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Gamer/Computer Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 45%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Artistic Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 32%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Musician&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 0%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Anime Nerd&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 0%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_be_your_nerd_type"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Be Your Nerd Type?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quizzes for MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO BLOODY TRUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What type of Emo are you???&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Not an Emo......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 86%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You aren't an emo at all. Congrats!&lt;br /&gt;If you took this quiz and you aren't emo, you must be really bored. To stop dying from boredom, get off the computer and do something in the real world or go on blogthings.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Poser Emo!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 74%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Awesome/Emotastic Emo!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 54%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Gay Emo/Stupid Emo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 14%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Depressed Emo :(&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 14%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_type_of_emo_are_you"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What type of Emo are you???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;See All Our Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN! I WANNA BE EMO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You are 87% eccentric.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 87%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Congratulations - you are a true eccentric, a bona-fide bohemian! You are an original thinker who is not afraid to flaut societies norms - after all, you don't really belong here, do you? Just wait 'til the Mother ship comes back!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/are_you_an_eccentric" style="color: blue;"&gt;Are You An Eccentric?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Quizzes for MySpace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA YAY i am eccentric!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horoscope for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being concise is extremely important today, so cut to the chase in conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being concise is extremely important today, because it will help you get to the heart of the matter without wasting anyone's time (including you own). So instead of going on and on when you're asking for something, cut to the chase. Just ask for what you want. If you deserve something, you will get it. And if you don't, you won't. If it's 'no,' it's not the answer you want to hear, but at least you will know faster -- and can move on to bigger and better things sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual its pretty true to a certain extent=S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6386669760399626444?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6386669760399626444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6386669760399626444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6386669760399626444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6386669760399626444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/04/boredom-leads-to-retardness.html' title='Boredom leads to retardness'/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-7303350683517555671</id><published>2008-04-07T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T02:16:33.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;69 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What's Your Best Quality?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Loving&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 80%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Your best quality is loving!  People like you because of your loving nature. You are a nice person that cares about others. Your loving nature makes you a good friend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Personality&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 78%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Sense of Humor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 64%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Out-Going&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 54%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Ambitious&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 14%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Intelligence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 10%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_s_your_best_quality"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's Your Best Quality?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i have this feeling its trying to say i have very very low intelligence -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to &lt;i&gt;the First Level of Hell - Limbo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante's Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm......o well at least i get to talk to Aristotle there =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font-size: 20px; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You paid attention during 91% of high school!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 91%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;85-100%  You must be an autodidact, because American high schools don't get scores that high!  Good show, old chap!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/do_you_deserve_your_high_school_diploma" style="color: blue;"&gt;Do you deserve your high school diploma?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Create a Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha and i wonder what this shows abt americans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 20px; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You Are 50% Genius!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 50%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px;"&gt;You could have done worse.  But there is a lot of room for improvement. It is not likely that you are a genius.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/the_genius_quiz"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Genius Quiz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to wikipedia i am a 50% genius. without genius i am prob say 2%?=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No one knows why, but sometimes you meet the right person at the wrong time. And sometime you meet the wrong person at a right time. The trick in life is meeting the right person at the right time and being able to know the difference."&lt;br /&gt;- Lurlene McDaniel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There comes a point in your life when you realize who matters, who never did, who wont anymore and who always will. So don't worry about the people from your past. There's a reason why they didn't make it to your future."&lt;br /&gt;-anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-7303350683517555671?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7303350683517555671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=7303350683517555671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/7303350683517555671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/7303350683517555671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-has-fast-fingers.html' title='bored!'/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-481296290482702157</id><published>2008-03-31T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T18:39:36.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>OKAY since i cant blog over at multiply gotta blog over here not that anyone still read this blog since this blog has been dead for god knows how long. but nvm shall make it cute again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's been soooo happening for me i sit in the office from 9-530 mondays to fridays surfing net and eating all day long. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for Fun-O-Rama on sat! it was fun i m glad i went! saw creff and khor get dunked! shld have heard the cheers when khor got into the water!! haunted house was great fun as usual we just screamed at every single thing and we were attacking the ghosts when they were suppose to be attacking us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading Rae's blog and it just reminded me of the convo WE had a few months ago abt how everyone puts on a mask. its just  that Rae, a senior whom we all look up to and rely on, seems so strong and independent on the exterior, but truth is he has his own set of probs as well. problems that we fail to see. problems we fail to care abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think humans are selfish. we run to him whenever we meet with problems. we say "Hi-Bye" when we see him. but we never call him up to ask how hes doing. if everythings alright. we never asked him out for a cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more month and the airport guide project is coming to an end. as much as manfield sucks to the core(because they owe me my pay) and ramla is a fuckface who never fails to irritate me, i will miss my  colleagues! and all the times we run in and out of transit. all the times we bitch abt others. all the times we run to macs or kopi to slack. all the times we go for breakfast after work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised how unhappy i was initially when i changed to the 4th shift cause it was like populated with indians and malays. but now i realise they are very nice and funny! we r sooo happening cause we had a chalet and we are having a bbq! uncle ibrahim was just saying how it was 2 months ago when he first met me and now we r in april already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss: &lt;br /&gt;1)feroz my 'darling' who never fails to amuse me with all his very entertaining stories.&lt;br /&gt;2)jwen who always emo-es esp towards collection of A level results!&lt;br /&gt;3)nazeem who always irritates me by insulting me and of course gets irritated by me cause i insult him back&lt;br /&gt;4)luke for well...just being luke:)&lt;br /&gt;5)zairil and all his emo sessions&lt;br /&gt;6)pengy for bullying chew with me!&lt;br /&gt;7)aunty for entertaining me with trolley uncles and whatever cisco guards=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah maybe i will continue with my speech when the whole project ends! 3 more wks of work at the airport=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why must u be so selfish. just because u r not suppose to feel anything doesnt make me in the same boat as u. so why m i suppose to not feel anything too? its just unfair. why are u doing this? urgh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-481296290482702157?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/481296290482702157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=481296290482702157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/481296290482702157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/481296290482702157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/03/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-348728972770835523</id><published>2008-02-08T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T09:56:04.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gong xi fa cai!</title><content type='html'>YAY so once again its back to the chinese new yr! however due to bad economy angbaos have shrunk boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to all the parents and relatives: please be nice and give us poor(literally) kids more money instead of the $4!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to everyone else: have a good new yr. have fun lou-hey-ing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-348728972770835523?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/348728972770835523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=348728972770835523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/348728972770835523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/348728972770835523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/02/gong-xi-fa-cai.html' title='gong xi fa cai!'/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-5949362856380006771</id><published>2008-02-01T08:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T08:40:24.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since fishball claims that we dont update. so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATED!! YAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-5949362856380006771?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/5949362856380006771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=5949362856380006771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5949362856380006771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/5949362856380006771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/02/since-fishball-claims-that-we-dont_01.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-7982432510394816964</id><published>2008-01-06T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T07:04:14.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn cute me is back!</title><content type='html'>hoho since tamadecute doesnt allow me to update shall update with the identity of gossipgerl! but since i m tired and lazy i shall just tell the world that i m super duper uber cute hence i shall apply for harvard when As results come out in a month's time=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-7982432510394816964?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7982432510394816964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=7982432510394816964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/7982432510394816964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/7982432510394816964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2008/01/damn-cute-me-is-back.html' title='damn cute me is back!'/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1201540157052312631</id><published>2007-12-28T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T22:00:08.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been a long long time...&lt;br /&gt;A levels are finally over! woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They've been over for quite some time and we've had a little more than a month to play to our hearts desire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I'm lazy to type, here are the photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/R3XdHuUUMaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PExRjIfobZI/s1600-h/DSC05303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149264873730093474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/R3XdHuUUMaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/PExRjIfobZI/s200/DSC05303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday princess of the day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/R3XdwuUUMfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TdU43BRYrDg/s1600-h/DSC05394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149265578104730098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/R3XdwuUUMfI/AAAAAAAAAF4/TdU43BRYrDg/s200/DSC05394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/R3XdweUUMeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fH4fLHXOLyg/s1600-h/DSC05397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149265573809762786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/R3XdweUUMeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fH4fLHXOLyg/s200/DSC05397.JPG" border="0" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-3843465373331832760</id><published>2007-10-12T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T04:15:09.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baccalaureate Service</title><content type='html'>i have officially graduated from ACJC as of 10th oct! its amazing how quickly time passes. 2 years as an AC student passed just in the blink of an eye. i can say that these 2 yrs have def been the most DRAMATIC(and i mean it) moments in my life. met many new people and learnt many new things. it made me realise how the world is not that perfect and how people are not always whom they appear to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were all to report to black studio at 715am. mdms gave us each a ring, with the words "Ars Monet" carved on the inner side of the ring. as much as there are times where i really felt like giving up from all the workload and intensive rehearsal, i really admire mdm's passion and love for the arts. how she would sacrifice her time to prepare all those notes for us, and allow us to sign up for consultation with her for both dep and lit. sometimes i still wonder how i managed to survive through grp and IS prac. there were times i felt like giving up but i suppose mdms intentions were good, though all the stress and numerous tech runs got to our nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9T7o3Y4OI/AAAAAAAAAQM/hUTO70FIFOc/s1600-h/DSC03824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9T7o3Y4OI/AAAAAAAAAQM/hUTO70FIFOc/s320/DSC03824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120403585390665954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joining dep made me realise my limits, it made me become a more confident and stronger person. drama made me realise i do actu have a teeny-weeny bit of talent and to think of it i actu miss the times at the theatre, the glory on stage and how we encouraged each other through the bad times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of coz there's still my dearest class(: although i barely spent time with the class due to my stupid timetable that didnt allow many common breaks with the class i never felt left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9T8Y3Y4SI/AAAAAAAAAQs/629DChTOzsI/s1600-h/DSC03830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9T8Y3Y4SI/AAAAAAAAAQs/629DChTOzsI/s320/DSC03830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120403598275567906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i will miss the days of ponning lectures and lessons to slp in the library or eat because i m too hungry. i will miss the days of running away from teachers whose lessons i ponned. i will miss the days of coming up with excuses to skip PE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9T743Y4PI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3Rky6I7TxA4/s1600-h/DSC03835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9T743Y4PI/AAAAAAAAAQU/3Rky6I7TxA4/s320/DSC03835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120403589685633266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to vicky: thanks for being such a drama-mama and u never fail to brighten up my day with ur hilarious actions and stories abt ur scandals=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9VBI3Y4UI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HtPhpgrq9cg/s1600-h/1_967949603l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9VBI3Y4UI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/HtPhpgrq9cg/s320/1_967949603l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120404779391574338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to phuay: god knows when we became such close friends but i m glad we r still good frens and i hope we can continue to support and encourage each other! try not to be such a princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9VA43Y4TI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LegiOz5rHL0/s1600-h/DSC03898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9VA43Y4TI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LegiOz5rHL0/s320/DSC03898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120404775096607026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to rose: i will miss going to lit lessons to laugh at dom and prince! although we r not as close anymore i still wish u well(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9T743Y4QI/AAAAAAAAAQc/SlEvHbmmv-g/s1600-h/DSC03836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9T743Y4QI/AAAAAAAAAQc/SlEvHbmmv-g/s320/DSC03836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120403589685633282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to zhi long: although we r not close but i have always admired the way you view life, how u dare to speak ur mind and how u r proud to be who you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9T8I3Y4RI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uI8ZWX48L1I/s1600-h/DSC03852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9T8I3Y4RI/AAAAAAAAAQk/uI8ZWX48L1I/s320/DSC03852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120403593980600594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to krit: hey kor although we r not as close as before its still great knowing you! whatever has happened for the past 2 yrs its time to forget them! jia you mr thailand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9VBY3Y4VI/AAAAAAAAARE/Mu0x7ucX6Gc/s1600-h/DSC03878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9VBY3Y4VI/AAAAAAAAARE/Mu0x7ucX6Gc/s320/DSC03878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120404783686541650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to dheraj: thanks for helping me and being my Asoka! thanks for all the sacrifices made. couldnt have completed my A lvl piece without ur outmost co-operation! and its really ur motivational words that made me persevere on from my sucky prelim results for IS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to clement: its sad how u didnt make it back to ac after PAE but i m glad we r still in contact and i will always rmb the mass dances and our super-not-active og grp! anyway time to start studying and worry abt vannessa after As!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to carl: my beloved for supporting and encouraging my to study! work hard and hopefully we get into business law den we can finally be sch mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9WVY3Y4XI/AAAAAAAAARU/29m8w_fYYAI/s1600-h/DSC03291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9WVY3Y4XI/AAAAAAAAARU/29m8w_fYYAI/s320/DSC03291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120406226795553138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of coz to granny chong: thanks aunty for still loving me and putting up with my emo-ness and pms-ing and complaints! its wonderful how we r still best frens despite our super busy schedules!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9VBY3Y4WI/AAAAAAAAARM/wykMpHzmi5U/s1600-h/DSC03811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9VBY3Y4WI/AAAAAAAAARM/wykMpHzmi5U/s320/DSC03811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120404783686541666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rw9VBY3Y4WI/AAAAAAAAARM/wykMpHzmi5U/s1600-h/DSC03811.JPG"&gt;ACS FOREVER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kathy glory and elina sang this song for mdms and i just feel that the lyrics of the song made a lot of sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOR GOOD-WICKED THE MUSICAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;I'm limited:&lt;br /&gt;Just look at me - I'm limited&lt;br /&gt;And just look at you -&lt;br /&gt;You can do all I couldn't do, Glinda&lt;br /&gt;So now it's up to you&lt;br /&gt;(spoken) For both of us&lt;br /&gt;(sung) Now it's up to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it said&lt;br /&gt;That people come into our lives for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Bringing something we must learn&lt;br /&gt;And we are led&lt;br /&gt;To those who help us most to grow&lt;br /&gt;If we let them&lt;br /&gt;And we help them in return&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't know if I believe that's true&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'm who I am today&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a comet pulled from orbit&lt;br /&gt;As it passes a sun&lt;br /&gt;Like a stream that meets a boulder&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the wood&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;But because I knew you&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;It well may be&lt;br /&gt;That we will never meet again&lt;br /&gt;In this lifetime&lt;br /&gt;So let me say before we part&lt;br /&gt;So much of me&lt;br /&gt;Is made of what I learned from you&lt;br /&gt;You'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;Like a handprint on my heart&lt;br /&gt;And now whatever way our stories end&lt;br /&gt;I know you have re-written mine&lt;br /&gt;By being my friend:&lt;br /&gt;Like a ship blown from its mooring&lt;br /&gt;By a wind off the sea&lt;br /&gt;Like a seed dropped by a skybird&lt;br /&gt;In a distant wood&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;But because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTHI have been changed for good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;And just to clear the air&lt;br /&gt;I ask forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;For the things I've done you blame me for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;But then, I guess we know&lt;br /&gt;There's blame to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;And none of it seems to matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;Like a comet pulled Like a ship blown&lt;br /&gt;From orbit as it Off it's mooring&lt;br /&gt;Passes a sun, like By a wind off the&lt;br /&gt;A stream that meets Sea, like a seed&lt;br /&gt;A boulder, half-way Dropped by a&lt;br /&gt;Through the wood Bird in the wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;I do believe I have been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLINDA&lt;br /&gt;And because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;I have been changed for good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-3843465373331832760?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3843465373331832760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=3843465373331832760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-4911253500385912860</id><published>2007-10-11T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T17:05:27.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't let her go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chong Xin Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who's that girl in the picture&lt;br /&gt;May I know her name&lt;br /&gt;When you finally get to meet her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You bring her a precious rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The past counts for nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We move on in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You fell somewhere along the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But you keep marching on anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chorus: So don't you let her go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;              Don't let her go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;              Let go of your fears and inhibitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;              Look to the future with pollyannism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;              Let go of your hurt and your past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;              But don't let her go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She's little red riding hood&lt;br /&gt;Don't you be twice shy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The girl with the squashed nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That you've always wanted to pinch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With whom you've sat by the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Whim a call a million miles away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your experiences were but one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its not all the world there is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Up above on a sunny island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It might just not be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Chorus*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-4911253500385912860?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4911253500385912860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=4911253500385912860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4911253500385912860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4911253500385912860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/10/dont-let-her-go-chong-xin-yi-whos-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-2919099504221715970</id><published>2007-10-06T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T06:39:06.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came across this play called Red Black and Ignorant from Edward Bond's trilogy "The War Plays" thought its actually quite meaningfull!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone of creatures we know that we pass between birth and death&lt;br /&gt;And wish to teach each new mind to be as profounf as a crystal ocean through which we&lt;br /&gt;may see the ocean bed and from shore to shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We speak of our children before they are born&lt;br /&gt;Carry them before we can hold them&lt;br /&gt;Fold their clothes and lay their bed before they can wake&lt;br /&gt;Sew and harvest and market their food before they can eat&lt;br /&gt;Forthem we build streets before they can walk&lt;br /&gt;And guard them from sickness before they can draw breath&lt;br /&gt;For three seasons they grow in the womb while the world may age ten thousand years&lt;br /&gt;When they are born the hands of mechanic housekeepers masons pilots designers&lt;br /&gt;administrators drivers gardeners are held together to receive them&lt;br /&gt;No exiled hero could return to a land more welcoming&lt;br /&gt;No president could be received into office with such preparation&lt;br /&gt;No victor be greeted with so much joy&lt;br /&gt;We should not wonder that in the past children thought that the world was watched over&lt;br /&gt;by gods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now we kill them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-2919099504221715970?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2919099504221715970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=2919099504221715970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2919099504221715970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2919099504221715970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/10/came-across-this-play-called-red-black.html' title=''/><author><name>the tamade cute gals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09909580961346693257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-4989477503610116894</id><published>2007-09-18T06:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T06:25:45.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The cute girl was very inspiring today. So the tamadecutegal wrote her a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggy Koo Pork&lt;br /&gt;lyrics: Chong Xin Yi&lt;br /&gt;music: (soon to come, by Liesel Chong Xin Yi, contributions welcomed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sticking her hands on her hips&lt;br /&gt;Pouting her vaselined cherry lips&lt;br /&gt;Music wafting through her ears&lt;br /&gt;Grasping a pen hard at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bo go ship da&lt;br /&gt;Tra la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pogky pork cecilia koo&lt;br /&gt;She's the piggy pork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/Ru_Rv2rHGJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GmH97Fb4v9c/s1600-h/18-09-07_1921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111534722149193874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/Ru_Rv2rHGJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GmH97Fb4v9c/s200/18-09-07_1921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;you know you love us coz we're so tamadecute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-4989477503610116894?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4989477503610116894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=4989477503610116894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4989477503610116894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4989477503610116894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/09/cute-girl-was-very-inspiring-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/Ru_Rv2rHGJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GmH97Fb4v9c/s72-c/18-09-07_1921.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-249521095387846399</id><published>2007-08-31T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T08:16:11.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a day out for sick girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but once sick girl saw the tamadecutestgirl, she became immediately better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, all the teachers loved seeing the tamadecutegals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And people in bedok had a nice sight too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/RtguSNcAtVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qb5H1RxaXoc/s1600-h/31-08-07_1221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104881068004128082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/RtguSNcAtVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qb5H1RxaXoc/s200/31-08-07_1221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/RtguSNcAtWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/SxF5TH-VXts/s1600-h/31-08-07_1224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104881068004128098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/RtguSNcAtWI/AAAAAAAAAEA/SxF5TH-VXts/s200/31-08-07_1224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's birthday is it?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/RtgvLNcAtXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mkIDCW5kXMw/s1600-h/31-08-07_1607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104882047256671602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/RtgvLNcAtXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/mkIDCW5kXMw/s200/31-08-07_1607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is what happens when dd people don't take care of themselves, eat like a piggy, pop panadol and don't drink enough water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/RtgvpdcAtYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/973KOzbs3Gs/s1600-h/31-08-07_1701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104882566947714434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/RtgvpdcAtYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/973KOzbs3Gs/s200/31-08-07_1701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we sleep to the left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/RtgvptcAtZI/AAAAAAAAAEY/eVq2_ZSlNBg/s1600-h/31-08-07_1706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104882571242681746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/RtgvptcAtZI/AAAAAAAAAEY/eVq2_ZSlNBg/s200/31-08-07_1706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we sleep to the right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we sleep &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we sleep all day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a snore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a drool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a oink oinky oink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a snore and a drool &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this is what you become!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/RtgvptcAtaI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OOK83YguELM/s1600-h/31-08-07_1750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104882571242681762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/RtgvptcAtaI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OOK83YguELM/s200/31-08-07_1750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-249521095387846399?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/249521095387846399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=249521095387846399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/249521095387846399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/249521095387846399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/08/well-well-day-out-for-sick-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yhQpmYtGro8/RtguSNcAtVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/qb5H1RxaXoc/s72-c/31-08-07_1221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-2187860518423160144</id><published>2007-08-30T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T10:17:09.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well well well&lt;br /&gt;sei sei sei sei sei indeed!&lt;br /&gt;well, some aunty had better not come down with the flu. Because tonight, somebody had really high temperature!&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk, must have overloaded in her attempt to be as hot as the tamadecutest girl.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some dd aunty, please take care of yourself more!&lt;br /&gt;Prelims over doesn't mean  you can fall sick!&lt;br /&gt;tata for now~OKAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-2187860518423160144?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2187860518423160144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=2187860518423160144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2187860518423160144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2187860518423160144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/08/well-well-well-sei-sei-sei-sei-sei.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-902096768290576546</id><published>2007-08-30T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T03:54:18.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SAY SAY SAY! damn cute gal finished her prelims and now some aunty is  going through her prelims she better be cute and get 80 for her german exam and 65.5 and above for maths or she owes lunch! WOOOOO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-902096768290576546?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/902096768290576546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=902096768290576546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/902096768290576546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/902096768290576546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/08/say-say-say-damn-cute-gal-finished-her.html' title=''/><author><name>the tamade cute gals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09909580961346693257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6062565297668258189</id><published>2007-08-23T02:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T02:41:45.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only the DDest of people donate blood immediately after an exam and go gallavanting around town after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6062565297668258189?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6062565297668258189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6062565297668258189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6062565297668258189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6062565297668258189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/08/only-ddest-of-people-donate-blood.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-3138124227148656268</id><published>2007-08-18T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T06:41:04.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont' quit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,&lt;br /&gt;When the funds are low and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,&lt;br /&gt;When care is pressing you down a bit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Rest if you must; but don't you quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Life is queer with its twists and turns,&lt;br /&gt;As everyone of us sometimes learns,&lt;br /&gt;And many a failure turns about&lt;br /&gt;When he might have won had he stuck it out;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up, though the pace seems slow;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;You might succeed with another blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Often the goal is nearer than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It seems to a faint and faltering man,&lt;br /&gt;Often the struggler has given up&lt;br /&gt;When he might have captured the victor's cup.&lt;br /&gt;And he learned too late, when the night slipped down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;How close he was to the golden crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Success is failure turned inside out;&lt;br /&gt;The silver tint of the clouds of doubt;&lt;br /&gt;And you never can tell how close you are,&lt;br /&gt;It may be near when it seems afar;&lt;br /&gt;So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-3138124227148656268?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3138124227148656268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=3138124227148656268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3138124227148656268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3138124227148656268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/08/dont-quit.html' title='Dont&apos; quit'/><author><name>the tamade cute gals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09909580961346693257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-1046398430699572677</id><published>2007-08-16T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T00:08:23.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The very very cute girls spent a very very cute day studying in Marine Parade Library and in the process went very very mad as can be seen from this very very cute style of writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our quest to see the light, we have concluded that Maths is the source of madness.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, we dropped our maths and made our way to Marine parade market to umm umm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on our way home, we gave the people on board 40 some very interesting entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is the best medicine!&lt;br /&gt;Especially when you laugh and laugh for no reason. You laugh very very hard for a very very long time and get very very weird looks from very very intrigued people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never heard duck language, just read out something by replacing the words with quacks. You'll soon find out how interesting it is to be a duck!  WHEEE!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear aunty is having her prelims these 2 week! WHEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;ALL DA BEST &amp;amp; may you get very very cute grades! OKAAAY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-1046398430699572677?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/1046398430699572677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=1046398430699572677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1046398430699572677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/1046398430699572677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/08/very-very-cute-girls-spent-very-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-6789263375740119391</id><published>2007-08-10T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T08:11:56.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY went mugging from like 11.20am to 820pm today at centrepoints coffeebean! feel so accomplished now! its approx 3 days to prelims and how i wish i can juz kill myself now so i dun have to take prelims! goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well vicky entertained me(as usual) by telling me about her super duper retarded dreams for the past 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes!&lt;br /&gt;so happened on the first night she dreamt that she got bacj her A lvl dep practical marks and she got 7/13! 13 is a weird mark to begin with budden heres the super retarded part mrs c asked the examiner y she got 7 and u know wad the examiner's reply was coz she opened her mouth while dancing and she didnt have a good reason for it! goodness how stupid is tt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the second night she dreamt tt we got our marks for critical commentary and i got 36/40. and she tot she got 34/40 and den i insisted that she got 31! and ha the whole klass got like above 36 and shes one of the lowest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell u everyone's mad not just ppl from chang chang but EVERYONE! c that's wad education does to us. and i think vicky missed me too much thus i appeared in her dreams twice in a row!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml shall be mugging day again!&lt;br /&gt;and o o o i became darker from ytd and the day before! i love east coast ok! i shall make it a point to go study there at least once a wk after prelims!=)  OHH and now my skin colour is comparable to vickys! i know u r proud of me! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-6789263375740119391?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/6789263375740119391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=6789263375740119391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6789263375740119391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/6789263375740119391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/08/yay-went-mugging-from-like-11.html' title=''/><author><name>the tamade cute gals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09909580961346693257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-4294533944237439008</id><published>2007-08-09T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T08:58:25.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;another great day spent in the sun by the sea and under the stars and the moon by the bay (:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!! WOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with shannon and his bro shawn(an exact mould of shannon just to give u an idea). had a super wonderful time at the beach! its so nice to sit there and study..feeling the wind in your face. its super relaxing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH lovely us as usual not missing any wonderful moments to capture any pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsneZf8XKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/21z6kxkJbZw/s1600-h/DSC03385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsneZf8XKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/21z6kxkJbZw/s320/DSC03385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096710806494272674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and we found some entertain on the rocks! digging stones!&lt;br /&gt;me A.K.A mrs cavewoman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rrsne5f8XLI/AAAAAAAAAPs/qBrGEAsm2lw/s1600-h/DSC03389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rrsne5f8XLI/AAAAAAAAAPs/qBrGEAsm2lw/s320/DSC03389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096710815084207282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shan A.K.A mr caveman and his bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnfJf8XNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/h9pO1Ikvxtw/s1600-h/DSC03390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnfJf8XNI/AAAAAAAAAP8/h9pO1Ikvxtw/s320/DSC03390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096710819379174610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and this is wad the end product was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rrsne5f8XMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/w6GLeJlsebE/s1600-h/DSC03392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/Rrsne5f8XMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/w6GLeJlsebE/s320/DSC03392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096710815084207298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;us on the tombola &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnfZf8XOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/K3_otW5QjSM/s1600-h/DSC03396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnfZf8XOI/AAAAAAAAAQE/K3_otW5QjSM/s320/DSC03396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096710823674141922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the super nice view that we all love(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnAZf8XFI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Dlv6ZwwU3uI/s1600-h/DSC03402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnAZf8XFI/AAAAAAAAAO8/Dlv6ZwwU3uI/s320/DSC03402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096710291098197074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and u c mr caveman imagining himself as an olympic swimmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnApf8XGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9jYyrB2CuAc/s1600-h/DSC03407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnApf8XGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/9jYyrB2CuAc/s320/DSC03407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096710295393164386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;starfish on the rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnA5f8XHI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wxf-NncVXAo/s1600-h/DSC03408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnA5f8XHI/AAAAAAAAAPM/wxf-NncVXAo/s320/DSC03408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096710299688131698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;c how drenched i m thanks to shannon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnBJf8XII/AAAAAAAAAPU/KuW2DZbx87k/s1600-h/DSC03410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnBJf8XII/AAAAAAAAAPU/KuW2DZbx87k/s320/DSC03410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096710303983099010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now mr china-man is happy after having played with the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnBZf8XJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/mzh3dv-CGFc/s1600-h/DSC03424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsnBZf8XJI/AAAAAAAAAPc/mzh3dv-CGFc/s320/DSC03424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096710308278066322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after having fun in the sea, we decided to have fun and as u can c we managed to squeeze with and past this 'sea' of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrskCpf8XAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Ge-tVHQ_63Q/s1600-h/DSC03425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrskCpf8XAI/AAAAAAAAAOU/Ge-tVHQ_63Q/s320/DSC03425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096707031218019330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the dreamboat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrskCpf8XBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/XjA0eEu6l4s/s1600-h/DSC03433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrskCpf8XBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/XjA0eEu6l4s/s320/DSC03433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096707031218019346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the stage is super nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrskC5f8XCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/tKkRBHC_oUQ/s1600-h/DSC03442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrskC5f8XCI/AAAAAAAAAOk/tKkRBHC_oUQ/s320/DSC03442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096707035512986658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrskDZf8XDI/AAAAAAAAAOs/JqUlILLhQX8/s1600-h/DSC03445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrskDZf8XDI/AAAAAAAAAOs/JqUlILLhQX8/s320/DSC03445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096707044102921266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;and this yr we see floating jellyfishes in the sky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrskDZf8XEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/xnOd4alUwsw/s1600-h/DSC03451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrskDZf8XEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/xnOd4alUwsw/s320/DSC03451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096707044102921282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsjWJf8W8I/AAAAAAAAAN0/35pZFTtCcMk/s1600-h/DSC03460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsjWJf8W8I/AAAAAAAAAN0/35pZFTtCcMk/s320/DSC03460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096706266713840578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsjWpf8W-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/vjBBL4oGFpY/s1600-h/DSC03473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsjWpf8W-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/vjBBL4oGFpY/s320/DSC03473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096706275303775202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;beautiful displays of the long awaited fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsjWZf8W9I/AAAAAAAAAN8/QQoXNMqOmXc/s1600-h/DSC03471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsjWZf8W9I/AAAAAAAAAN8/QQoXNMqOmXc/s320/DSC03471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096706271008807890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsjXJf8W_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/qpCc7_EnoYc/s1600-h/DSC03479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsjXJf8W_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/qpCc7_EnoYc/s320/DSC03479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096706283893709810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsiR5f8W3I/AAAAAAAAANM/WM5eTs954Lo/s1600-h/DSC03482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsiR5f8W3I/AAAAAAAAANM/WM5eTs954Lo/s320/DSC03482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096705094187768690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsiSZf8W4I/AAAAAAAAANU/njaAVp_AQ_w/s1600-h/DSC03483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsiSZf8W4I/AAAAAAAAANU/njaAVp_AQ_w/s320/DSC03483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096705102777703298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsiSZf8W5I/AAAAAAAAANc/IqeRdtNa2II/s1600-h/DSC03484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsiSZf8W5I/AAAAAAAAANc/IqeRdtNa2II/s320/DSC03484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096705102777703314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual we zi lian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsiSpf8W6I/AAAAAAAAANk/5gxO1ly6j7g/s1600-h/DSC03487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsiSpf8W6I/AAAAAAAAANk/5gxO1ly6j7g/s320/DSC03487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096705107072670626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and look at the no. of ppl all squeezed at the underground!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsiS5f8W7I/AAAAAAAAANs/vPK6k76en8Y/s1600-h/DSC03489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsiS5f8W7I/AAAAAAAAANs/vPK6k76en8Y/s320/DSC03489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096705111367637938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o well 5 days to prelims! hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;anyway thinking about choices, had to make a choice between meeting 4GR ppl to chill and stuff and watching fireworks. i made a choice and went to watch fireworks. i suppose i felt pretty bad for ps-ing 4GR ppl but still fireworks displays are rare so well..i suppose..i will go for the next outing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-4294533944237439008?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/4294533944237439008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=4294533944237439008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4294533944237439008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/4294533944237439008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-great-day-spent-in-sun-by-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>the tamade cute gals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09909580961346693257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrsneZf8XKI/AAAAAAAAAPk/21z6kxkJbZw/s72-c/DSC03385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-172617042686146225</id><published>2007-08-08T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T06:56:44.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being at the beach and looking out into sea and around you at the vast expanse of the world, you do realise that once you're gone, it can seem that you've never been there. But I quote Corrinne May,&lt;br /&gt;"I think people often forget how the smallest, most seemingly insignificant things can have such beautiful possibilities. All it takes is one person to make a difference in this world. People like Mother Teresa, Gandhi and Martin Luther King Jr. testify to this fact. But often, we are so afraid to try, to speak up, or to make a difference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a list of To-Dos for after As:&lt;br /&gt;1) Go all around Singapore to eat&lt;br /&gt;-katong&lt;br /&gt;-newton&lt;br /&gt;-airport&lt;br /&gt;-east coast&lt;br /&gt;-desert cafes&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued)&lt;br /&gt;2) Watch ALOT of movies&lt;br /&gt;-keeping mum&lt;br /&gt;-pride and prejudice&lt;br /&gt;-phantom of the opera&lt;br /&gt;(to be continued)&lt;br /&gt;3) Teach Shan to rollerblade and swim&lt;br /&gt;4) Take dance lessons&lt;br /&gt;5) Suntaning&lt;br /&gt;6) Drinking&lt;br /&gt;7) Filming&lt;br /&gt;8) Go to Genting&lt;br /&gt;9)Escape theme Park&lt;br /&gt;10) Reverse bungee jumping&lt;br /&gt;11) Sleepover @ Shan's to celebrate christmas&lt;br /&gt;12) Work [ we need $$$$$ ]&lt;br /&gt;13) Cycle&lt;br /&gt;14) Slacking at the beach&lt;br /&gt;15) Go explore haunted house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course not forgetting&lt;br /&gt;*BECOME EVEN CUTER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;list to be continued!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we do not mind sponsors for our activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-172617042686146225?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/172617042686146225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=172617042686146225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/172617042686146225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/172617042686146225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/08/being-at-beach-and-looking-out-into-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-7045583145902663281</id><published>2007-08-08T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T08:58:50.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love going to east coast park. everytime i go there i feel that i gain something(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnN65f8WnI/AAAAAAAAALM/YzhHOmKxrmI/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnN65f8WnI/AAAAAAAAALM/YzhHOmKxrmI/s320/Image025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096330865097333362" 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/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnN7pf8WoI/AAAAAAAAALU/17jlm-qssyw/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnN7pf8WoI/AAAAAAAAALU/17jlm-qssyw/s320/Image041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096330877982235266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnOX5f8WsI/AAAAAAAAAL0/cdx5ufPp9dc/s1600-h/Image042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnOX5f8WsI/AAAAAAAAAL0/cdx5ufPp9dc/s320/Image042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096331363313539778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnN8Jf8WqI/AAAAAAAAALk/g6VU0xuyMuw/s1600-h/Image038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnN8Jf8WqI/AAAAAAAAALk/g6VU0xuyMuw/s320/Image038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096330886572169890" 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/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnN8Zf8WrI/AAAAAAAAALs/ME8X1FGgTyY/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnN8Zf8WrI/AAAAAAAAALs/ME8X1FGgTyY/s320/Image049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096330890867137202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes us think about how small we are, how insignificant we are, the choices we make in life, how life is sometimes so ironic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose shannon is right. wonderful views will always stay in ur memories..but i suppose pictures helps us to always have the visual image in our mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a super relaxing time at the beach we trekked all the way to bedok jetty to find chang chang ppl! we walked like 5km in total i think! talked to some of the teachers..saw alot of new faces and thank goodness mrs tan was nice enuff to drive us to macs or else i would prob have died walkin back! thanks mrs tan!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studying at subway isnt SUCH a bad idea except for the horrible ventilation the seats have..saw many er-hem weird ppl..for eg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnPhJf8WtI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ObM2AQgAKeI/s1600-h/Image067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnPhJf8WtI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ObM2AQgAKeI/s320/Image067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096332621738957522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; these 3 gals were sweeping the floor for no reason =S and well too lazy to mention the rest! did vectors for like 5 hrs and felt my brain disintegrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw more beautiful scenery on the way back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnQJpf8WuI/AAAAAAAAAME/8zS30xLEpJE/s1600-h/Image081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnQJpf8WuI/AAAAAAAAAME/8zS30xLEpJE/s320/Image081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096333317523659490" 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/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnQJpf8WvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/f1AdE6WrMzo/s1600-h/Image076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnQJpf8WvI/AAAAAAAAAMM/f1AdE6WrMzo/s320/Image076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096333317523659506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnQJ5f8WwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xnY4GcODhIg/s1600-h/Image079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnQJ5f8WwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xnY4GcODhIg/s320/Image079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096333321818626818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of coz dd could not resist not taking dd pictures so there she goes=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnQKJf8WxI/AAAAAAAAAMc/gpb04WhCaUM/s1600-h/Image078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnQKJf8WxI/AAAAAAAAAMc/gpb04WhCaUM/s320/Image078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096333326113594130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m going to ecp again tml! cant wait!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-7045583145902663281?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/7045583145902663281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=7045583145902663281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/7045583145902663281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/7045583145902663281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-love-going-to-east-coast-park.html' title=''/><author><name>the tamade cute gals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09909580961346693257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YYq0jSLXMQQ/RrnN65f8WnI/AAAAAAAAALM/YzhHOmKxrmI/s72-c/Image025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-3194919728689471975</id><published>2007-08-04T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T07:48:10.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOO i m so proud of myself! shannon says i m smart! muahaha theres some hope in life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horoscope says capricorns r suppose to do something mischievous today! caus e capricorns have been too good lately!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-3194919728689471975?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3194919728689471975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=3194919728689471975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3194919728689471975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3194919728689471975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/08/woo-i-m-so-proud-of-myself-shannon-says.html' title=''/><author><name>the tamade cute gals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09909580961346693257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-2881693528676920170</id><published>2007-08-03T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T03:58:28.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAH i m officially depressed cause i juz had a maths mock test on stats and the qns dun make sense at all ok! grr i spent a grueling one hour trying to come up with answers that makes sense ok! if prelims r liddat i m so gonna cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which..prelims are in 11days time! OMG and my revision is not here and not there! SIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was just thinking..wad if i was too immature in the past and now i m regretting my actions? issit a lil too late? o well..juz a passing thought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my laptops here! =)) but i m gonna get it from my uncle when prelims r over and i will ge the red nano next wk! WOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-2881693528676920170?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/2881693528676920170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=2881693528676920170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2881693528676920170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/2881693528676920170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/08/rah-i-m-officially-depressed-cause-i.html' title=''/><author><name>the tamade cute gals</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09909580961346693257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35654980.post-3188719390625986153</id><published>2007-07-31T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T09:15:10.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am sooo damn cute!&lt;br /&gt;I have a chem test tomorrow, and I spent the whole evening studying chem! Plus I finished proteins! HOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35654980-3188719390625986153?l=andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/feeds/3188719390625986153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35654980&amp;postID=3188719390625986153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3188719390625986153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35654980/posts/default/3188719390625986153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andthesearethememoriesofourlives.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-sooo-damn-cute-i-have-chem-test.html' title=''/><author><name>Gossipgerl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15795818681434324273</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
