<?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-20247723</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:31:50.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>181</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-8335061294758026911</id><published>2009-03-14T04:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T08:07:22.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Idk what i did to my template but apparently now it's gonna stay this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-8335061294758026911?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/8335061294758026911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=8335061294758026911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8335061294758026911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8335061294758026911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#8335061294758026911' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-398140391105120755</id><published>2009-03-03T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:33:52.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Sa07zQIdcnI/AAAAAAAAAXE/U-VZqD1zTcU/s1600-h/2882779874_b7264ae9f1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308965287429501554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Sa07zQIdcnI/AAAAAAAAAXE/U-VZqD1zTcU/s400/2882779874_b7264ae9f1_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll sing it one last time for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we really have to go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've been the only thing that's right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In all I've done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; I can barely look at you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But every single time I do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know we'll make it any where &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Away from here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Light up, light up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As if you have a choice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Even if you can not hear my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Louder, Louder &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; we'll run for our lives &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can hardly speak I understand &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why you can't raise your voice to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To think i might not see those eyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makes it so hard not to cry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; as we say our long goodbyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I nearly do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slower, slower &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We don't have time for that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I want's to find an easier way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To get out of our little heads &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Have heart, my dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;We're bound to be afraid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Even if its just for a few days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Making up for all this mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/20247723-398140391105120755?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/398140391105120755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=398140391105120755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/398140391105120755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/398140391105120755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#398140391105120755' title='Run'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Sa07zQIdcnI/AAAAAAAAAXE/U-VZqD1zTcU/s72-c/2882779874_b7264ae9f1_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-2823211064348770593</id><published>2009-02-10T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:45:11.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SZGD1ls7A9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/jFS940TdghY/s1600-h/2310923636_9761e90215_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301163193068618706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SZGD1ls7A9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/jFS940TdghY/s400/2310923636_9761e90215_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi school has started &amp;amp; it's rather tiring with reasons unknown.&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell asleep in my 2nd lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WONDERFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class is indeed interesting. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; of cos i miss my hubby &amp;amp; friends like ABC.&lt;br /&gt;It still feels weird to have to rmb things to tell Andrea Teoh instead of just turning to tell her at any given point of time. Kills my brain to rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Since i'm fantastically grounded FOR THE YEAR (yeah wth right) i shall think of various ways to brighten up my days &amp;amp; still be able to meet essential people.&lt;br /&gt;So right, i was thinking of study sessions.&lt;br /&gt;:D?&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs it anyway. &amp;amp; school is a fantastic venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right there's like alot of things going on.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm so lazy to even catch up with any.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. Grounding makes me lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aim for this year: Do Not Sleep In Lectures.&lt;br /&gt;I can do it! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God. Motivation, comeeeee to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-2823211064348770593?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/2823211064348770593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=2823211064348770593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2823211064348770593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2823211064348770593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#2823211064348770593' title='Strike You.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SZGD1ls7A9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/jFS940TdghY/s72-c/2310923636_9761e90215_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-5867404159234134868</id><published>2009-01-23T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:38:42.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So right, i'm boarding in like 5 min time &amp;amp; I'm still wondering&lt;br /&gt;whyyyyy am i going to HK.&lt;br /&gt;It's not like i love travelling. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy. I'll comfort myself.&lt;br /&gt;Good shopping. Good shopping. Good shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahhh. But i hate the rest of it. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye noobs. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-5867404159234134868?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/5867404159234134868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=5867404159234134868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5867404159234134868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5867404159234134868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#5867404159234134868' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-3591375833776873956</id><published>2009-01-18T15:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:10:22.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SXLVXkzJHvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/N_qmrJ_YmmU/s1600-h/2716118729_39beecf143_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292527113105645298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SXLVXkzJHvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/N_qmrJ_YmmU/s400/2716118729_39beecf143_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparisons are easily done,&lt;br /&gt;Once you've had a taste of perfection.&lt;br /&gt;Like an apple hanging from a tree,&lt;br /&gt;I picked the ripest one;&lt;br /&gt;I still got the seed.&lt;br /&gt;You said move on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where do I go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess second best,&lt;br /&gt;Is all I will know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-3591375833776873956?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/3591375833776873956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=3591375833776873956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3591375833776873956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3591375833776873956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3591375833776873956' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SXLVXkzJHvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/N_qmrJ_YmmU/s72-c/2716118729_39beecf143_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-5880534868790323277</id><published>2009-01-11T18:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:06:00.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SWnDaBgbqJI/AAAAAAAAAVU/gsg71dp2uhQ/s1600-h/3114890502_73de5c6cbe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289974089171839122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SWnDaBgbqJI/AAAAAAAAAVU/gsg71dp2uhQ/s400/3114890502_73de5c6cbe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or falling in love,&lt;br /&gt;Is it real or &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just another crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you catch a breath&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you holding back&lt;br /&gt;Like the way I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-5880534868790323277?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/5880534868790323277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=5880534868790323277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5880534868790323277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5880534868790323277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#5880534868790323277' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SWnDaBgbqJI/AAAAAAAAAVU/gsg71dp2uhQ/s72-c/3114890502_73de5c6cbe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-8431343224022802302</id><published>2009-01-09T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:56:12.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fb.</title><content type='html'>I can't believe i'm creating an facebook account, after all these time of rejecting this network.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's open house. [:&lt;br /&gt;We had to go around with err, pom poms?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA it was quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly become cheerleaders. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama had this haunted house in one of the LT &amp;amp; everyone was so eager to go.&lt;br /&gt;So we had to book the thingy to get a spot okay. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; When finally it was our turn, everyone went in so happily &amp;amp; FEARLESSLY,&lt;br /&gt;leaving drea me &amp;amp; suwei hesitating at the doooooor.&lt;br /&gt;Haha &amp;amp; when we finally walked into the LT,&lt;br /&gt;we saw the first ghost crawling on the floor &amp;amp; instantly turned around &amp;amp; walked back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when our friends came out of the place they were like: EH WHERE WERE YOU ALL UH?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn chicken la.&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally useless when it comes to these kinda thing. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh drea's birthday was damn funnnn.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you liked our little surprise girl!&lt;br /&gt;Love you to bits. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights i'm off to figure FB.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye noobs. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-8431343224022802302?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/8431343224022802302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=8431343224022802302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8431343224022802302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8431343224022802302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#8431343224022802302' title='Fb.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-1469074704981536766</id><published>2009-01-07T18:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:57:52.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Concert is over! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thank you CLASS GANG, KAT SHERRIE QING, SEI &amp;amp; KHO WHO MADE ME ): FOR A LITTLE BIT &amp;amp; ELEE &amp;amp; CO &amp;amp; ... everyone else whom i can't rly rmb now HAHA. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It was great. &amp;amp; SCARY AT TIMES. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Last few practices were so intense sometimes it feels like so exciting yet your heart is totally gonna bump out of you kinda feeling hahahhhahdo you get it? it's okay if you don't. it's not rly supposed to make sense. OH WELLZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; A certain few instruments just made my heart melt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:verdana;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal verdana; line-height: 16px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do you do  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal verdana; line-height: 16px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At this very moment when I think of you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, Bitter Words.               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where're you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-1469074704981536766?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/1469074704981536766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=1469074704981536766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1469074704981536766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1469074704981536766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#1469074704981536766' title='Crush.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7005910130334344177</id><published>2008-12-24T16:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T16:38:19.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinted Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SVHtnUmNzWI/AAAAAAAAAVM/qmvmulrm-y4/s1600-h/3039446803_43d61b3fa3_m.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SVHtnUmNzWI/AAAAAAAAAVM/qmvmulrm-y4/s400/3039446803_43d61b3fa3_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283265097681980770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how sometimes pleasant surprises make your heart race,&lt;div&gt;for all the good reasons. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Twilight is ultimate love btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahha Drea &amp;amp; i was damn particular about watching on the very day it was out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we totally did not book any tickets or whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO WE ENDED UP SITTING IN THE VERY FRONT SEATS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes it doesn't rly matter cos the movie was so damn awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i'm definitely gonna watch it more than once so,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good seats can come later. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so i'm busy as a bird this week,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't even completed all my shopping! :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urghhhhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i love Christmas anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MUMMY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's so cute sometimes. Harhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alrighty i'm off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas all your noobs! ♥&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/20247723-7005910130334344177?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7005910130334344177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7005910130334344177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7005910130334344177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7005910130334344177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#7005910130334344177' title='Tinted Love'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SVHtnUmNzWI/AAAAAAAAAVM/qmvmulrm-y4/s72-c/3039446803_43d61b3fa3_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-2061859576921743925</id><published>2008-12-07T17:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:57:18.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/STucXDaokKI/AAAAAAAAAVE/TyWKrCWZc4g/s1600-h/2980613506_5d6c81c75f_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276983308262609058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/STucXDaokKI/AAAAAAAAAVE/TyWKrCWZc4g/s400/2980613506_5d6c81c75f_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time takes it all, Whether you want to or not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time takes it all, Time bears it away; &amp;amp; in th end, there is only darkness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes we find others in that darkness;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; sometimes we lose them there again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-One Tree Hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty much true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-2061859576921743925?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/2061859576921743925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=2061859576921743925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2061859576921743925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2061859576921743925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#2061859576921743925' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/STucXDaokKI/AAAAAAAAAVE/TyWKrCWZc4g/s72-c/2980613506_5d6c81c75f_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-5477636649131494021</id><published>2008-11-11T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T18:10:59.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Won't fight the Eclipse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SRlQWS_2FLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/U4c-nHPd0DQ/s1600-h/PB060852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267329583173473458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SRlQWS_2FLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/U4c-nHPd0DQ/s320/PB060852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me drea jess. WE ALL LOVE EDWARD CULLEN! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm updating, cause the blog seems dead.&lt;br /&gt;NO so many years of keeping this blog, i'm not gonna let it die harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm rly rly lazy to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight, New Moon, &lt;em&gt;Eclipse&lt;/em&gt;, Breaking Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know they sell it as a set now?&lt;br /&gt;Lovely. I feel like i've &lt;em&gt;imprinted&lt;/em&gt; on these books man. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;I still love Eclipse the best. Breaking Dawn's 2nd in place. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like getting The Host.&lt;br /&gt;By Stephenie Meyer as well, anyone wanna tell me if it's good?&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i feel like a bookworm.&lt;br /&gt;Good start. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want one of those pretty christmas socks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that River Island wallet! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i have this feeling that i'm gonna watch Twilight more than once?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so random. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello drea if you're reading this, I love you sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much girl. Thank you for everything you've done. i really can't think of what would happen if you weren't always here with me. the bond we have is permanent &amp;amp; unbreakable, never doubt that yes, i'll never doubt it. Because i know deep inside that i would do just the same for you, i would die for you! &amp;amp; what you've done for me far exceeds anything i can just merely mention by words. It's a rare chance we've met, but it's not rare at all that we'll always stay with each other, &lt;em&gt;be there in need or not. &lt;/em&gt;I believe in you just like how you believe in me. Goals ain't hard to reach when we're with one another. &amp;amp; the rest of the BBs. &lt;em&gt;Yes i can't live without you. Not now, not ever.&lt;/em&gt; I will be here to support, this is just the begining. We can do this, it's part of God's plan. i love you girl. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'd better stop before anyone thinks we're actually a couple in disguise. HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty i'm off.&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen is ♥♥♥♥♥♥!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-5477636649131494021?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/5477636649131494021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=5477636649131494021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5477636649131494021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5477636649131494021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#5477636649131494021' title='I Won&apos;t fight the Eclipse.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SRlQWS_2FLI/AAAAAAAAAU8/U4c-nHPd0DQ/s72-c/PB060852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-147313481687698430</id><published>2008-10-24T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:25:54.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get ready,</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="Twilight Widget" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="500" width="385" align="middle" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" flashvars=""&gt;&lt;param name="_cx" value="10186"&gt;&lt;param name="_cy" value="13229"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Movie" value="http://twilightthemovie.com/ecard_widget/twilight_widget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="Src" value="http://twilightthemovie.com/ecard_widget/twilight_widget.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="WMode" value="Window"&gt;&lt;param name="Play" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Loop" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Quality" value="High"&gt;&lt;param name="SAlign" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="Menu" value="-1"&gt;&lt;param name="Base" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain"&gt;&lt;param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"&gt;&lt;param name="DeviceFont" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="BGColor" value="000000"&gt;&lt;param name="SWRemote" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="MovieData" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"&gt;&lt;param name="Profile" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="ProfileAddress" value=""&gt;&lt;param name="ProfilePort" value="0"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"&gt;&lt;param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SPHWLyG3BcI/AAAAAAAAAO8/wGCkpwCLjC4/s320/drea+tess+me!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i stole this from drea's blog.&lt;br /&gt;teehee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday once again Rach &amp;amp; Tess!&lt;br /&gt;Can't live without you. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's sth funny;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so what did you do today? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-seiyuuu says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut hair lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;-seiyuuu says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after tt my mother stare at me and ask did u cut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256223521137175522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SPHbcZ1vK-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/KiLEWwY1rCQ/s320/DSC02642.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;My face with a fry, taken by: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;World expert photographer Neo Seiyu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay stupid girl, i've posted the retarded photo.&lt;br /&gt;now the whole world's gonna think i'm some mad woman.&lt;br /&gt;thanks sooo much yo. -.- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh, yeah, i almost forgot;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH &lt;em&gt;EAGLE EYE&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Shia Labeouf is ♥&lt;br /&gt;Watch &lt;em&gt;house bunny&lt;/em&gt; if you feel like you've got extra money.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; don't even think about &lt;em&gt;burn after reading&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Y'know, even if you wanna watch for Brad Pitt,&lt;br /&gt;He dies within the first hour or so of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay, i'm off.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight &amp;amp; Goodbye. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-3451610805777929431?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/3451610805777929431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=3451610805777929431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3451610805777929431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3451610805777929431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#3451610805777929431' title='Pick up fall.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SPHWLyG3BcI/AAAAAAAAAO8/wGCkpwCLjC4/s72-c/drea+tess+me!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-218067111593575187</id><published>2008-10-01T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:23:02.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quan LIES. ):</title><content type='html'>Here goes how:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i tell you the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing but the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..i have....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;powers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like how i know your hair is untied now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWWWWW YOUUUUU KNOWWWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like how i know you're wearing fbts now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGGGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE SCARING MEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW YOU KNOWWWWW/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like how i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowww?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna tell someone what i just said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS GONNA TELL ANDREA! :-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUANNNNNNNNNNNNN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU VERY SCARY LEHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT POWERS IS THATTTTTTTT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godly powers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay let's see what other powers you have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i wearing specs/ contacts now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;specs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCARY SCARY SCARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i thought his powers were really really scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ask you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what song am i listening to now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen to oldies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): eeeeee. use your magic powers lehhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's inside your head now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Cheng, ♥ &amp;amp; So Long Goodbye. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PFFT. THAT'S WRONG. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;mingquan. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe his stupid magic powers anymore. ):&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, i'm going back to Bio. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hardest part about saying goodbye is having to do it again every single day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ouch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight &amp;amp; Goodbye. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-218067111593575187?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/218067111593575187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=218067111593575187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/218067111593575187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/218067111593575187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#218067111593575187' title='Quan LIES. ):'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7788143997300606464</id><published>2008-09-30T16:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:22:09.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; so long Goodbye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SOHbeTzZ_RI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EeUNTwGZJMY/s1600-h/474660861_f2df9864ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251719954249153810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SOHbeTzZ_RI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EeUNTwGZJMY/s320/474660861_f2df9864ed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's put it this way;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll choose to think that you're always here with me, &amp;amp; you can choose to think that i'm always there with you, wherever you are; &lt;em&gt;but keep it where it hurts the most. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it in the heart. &lt;em&gt;You know you have a special place there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's always in the heart.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7788143997300606464?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7788143997300606464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7788143997300606464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7788143997300606464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7788143997300606464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7788143997300606464' title='&amp; so long Goodbye.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SOHbeTzZ_RI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EeUNTwGZJMY/s72-c/474660861_f2df9864ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-605568444793308080</id><published>2008-09-14T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T18:40:29.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All fall down</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kmqSxCFDNms&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kmqSxCFDNms&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever your world starts crashing down&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your world starts crashing down&lt;br /&gt;Whenever your world starts crashing down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where you'll find me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost till you're found&lt;br /&gt;Swim till you drown&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love till you hate&lt;br /&gt;Strong till you break&lt;br /&gt;Know that we all fall down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I used to think you'll be strong all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I thought i'd be strong all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love till you hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&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/20247723-605568444793308080?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/605568444793308080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=605568444793308080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/605568444793308080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/605568444793308080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#605568444793308080' title='All fall down'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7742834518223347161</id><published>2008-09-03T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T11:10:55.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_sYuQhy8M-k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_sYuQhy8M-k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replay -SHINee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rvD7tD61cPQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rvD7tD61cPQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replay (Dance version) -SHINee&lt;br /&gt;Check out the dance, it's ♥♥♥♥♥♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, HOLIDAYS! (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;Okay but actually it's more like a self study week la.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA zomg how sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Kat's for the 26 partaye last sunday yo!&lt;br /&gt;i swear we're all mental.&lt;br /&gt;but it's alright, cause then we'll be a mental class tgt. :D&lt;br /&gt;Harhar! Watched A Walk To Remember &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;repeats &amp;amp; repeats &amp;amp; repeats of Step Up 2.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; basically, had a great time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'HARDCORE' STUDIED yesterday, HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Andrea's so dumb-ly funnaye.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU DARLING! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September's here.&lt;br /&gt;I like september. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;If i kept you too close,&lt;br /&gt;it was bcause i wanted to keep you longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7742834518223347161?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7742834518223347161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7742834518223347161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7742834518223347161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7742834518223347161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7742834518223347161' title='Never again.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-4416856733126219122</id><published>2008-08-27T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:27:09.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning up, for you baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SLNdPsK2CHI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bxOHHvsjvhQ/s1600-h/DSC01247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238633315698083954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SLNdPsK2CHI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bxOHHvsjvhQ/s320/DSC01247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Front-rowers, &lt;em&gt;mad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;You tell me it doesn't hurt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;But i see the pain through your eyes;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;It's the same as mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hi, Sep holidays next week yo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ain't that great news to start the post. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been spending time with the class &amp;amp; i just wanna say, that i really love 26. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's like we have sort of like a family-bond, which is great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cos i know how lucky i am to always have them. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Been going for night study ( Applauses! :D )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; though it's really really energy consuming, i've to admit it kinda forces you to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Promos is coming coming coming, work hard everyone! :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ay, it's strange how you think of people suddenly sometimes isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It can get really scary,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cos you have &lt;em&gt;no idea why&lt;/em&gt; he/she has decided to suddenly pop up in your mind;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; all you pray for then is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;please let ___ appear, now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm hot, You're cold, You go around, Like you know,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who i am, But you don't,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've got me on my toes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Burnin' Up, Jonas Brothers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's such a favourite song material. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Headache's paying me a little visit today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;explains why i'm at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Burning up, burning up, for You baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Go on &amp;amp; love it. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Goodnight &amp;amp; goodbye. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-4416856733126219122?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/4416856733126219122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=4416856733126219122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/4416856733126219122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/4416856733126219122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4416856733126219122' title='Burning up, for you baby.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SLNdPsK2CHI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bxOHHvsjvhQ/s72-c/DSC01247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-6938284211984172907</id><published>2008-08-12T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T18:00:06.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every word i'm not saying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKANGLwjgEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/yoHJqTsyNVg/s1600-h/2725498811_31a4058a70_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233197166891335746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKANGLwjgEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/yoHJqTsyNVg/s320/2725498811_31a4058a70_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At times it feels like everyone's off the ground.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta let the light shine on your face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, here starts another post with my usual complains first.&lt;br /&gt;School work's like :S-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Like you know you've got to work hard for all the reasons in the world&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yet you feel like, i just wanna breath yo. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, complain's over. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda sick of complaining abt it since i can't really do much but to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;OH maybe one day we can all runaway to Edu-Free land.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds good? (:&lt;br /&gt;Har Har, yeah in my dreams maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Oh who am i kidding. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay i have yet to congrat the new committee!&lt;br /&gt;Do a great job, cos we've got faith in you guys. (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my section's got a QM &amp;amp; a librarian yo! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;, the J2s left.&lt;br /&gt;Like, officially.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh such are the sad moments i really don't like, gosh. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw this kaleidoscope that looks like those two i have.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ay, i guess sometimes memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just love to flood your head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For everyword i'm not saying,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I sincerely hope they rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's on tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Let's watch Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye &amp;amp; Goodnight. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-6938284211984172907?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/6938284211984172907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=6938284211984172907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6938284211984172907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6938284211984172907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#6938284211984172907' title='Every word i&apos;m not saying.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKANGLwjgEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/yoHJqTsyNVg/s72-c/2725498811_31a4058a70_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7395986137101425379</id><published>2008-08-02T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:57:55.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKULnYpxII/AAAAAAAAANg/y8jY8xI0rvw/s1600-h/p7240099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229405044602422402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKULnYpxII/AAAAAAAAANg/y8jY8xI0rvw/s320/p7240099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKUMLajzDI/AAAAAAAAANo/-LBbmo288L4/s1600-h/P1010655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229405054274096178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKUMLajzDI/AAAAAAAAANo/-LBbmo288L4/s320/P1010655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKUMZo2sDI/AAAAAAAAANw/uEzM7MwShQ8/s1600-h/P1010667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229405058092150834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKUMZo2sDI/AAAAAAAAANw/uEzM7MwShQ8/s320/P1010667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKTXsUAFUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/_EmgYlSb5SA/s1600-h/p7240109.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKTZFrSbJI/AAAAAAAAANA/xyty8KKsLVA/s1600-h/p7240109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229404176560319634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKTZFrSbJI/AAAAAAAAANA/xyty8KKsLVA/s320/p7240109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKTZdZOOmI/AAAAAAAAANI/4GJsr98lGj4/s1600-h/p7240087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229404182926998114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKTZdZOOmI/AAAAAAAAANI/4GJsr98lGj4/s320/p7240087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKTZ3GEe2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/3S3A_u2govY/s1600-h/P1010640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229404189825989474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKTZ3GEe2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/3S3A_u2govY/s320/P1010640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKTaehaF-I/AAAAAAAAANY/urvQsy-_hJk/s1600-h/P1010657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229404200409634786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKTaehaF-I/AAAAAAAAANY/urvQsy-_hJk/s320/P1010657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harhar, my section photo's so cute. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; racial harmony day, the girls are so preeeeettttayeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. i love the girls. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH FREN-DE-Z!&lt;br /&gt;i'm updating yo! harhar.&lt;br /&gt;it's invest later &amp;amp; then sleepover for LBS. (:&lt;br /&gt;right now it's chinese though so here i am using lappy while they study.&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things have happened between this time&lt;br /&gt;it's hard for me to say it all&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; being a lazy person like me i guess it itsn't much of a surprise. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i'm grounded. Like to the most restricted extent.&lt;br /&gt;so now my fav places better be school &amp;amp; home.&lt;br /&gt;cos it's kinda like the ONLY places i'm allowed to be at anyway.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i should stop it.&lt;br /&gt;it sounds too sad. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i forget,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY DAMIEN &amp;amp; KATHELEEN! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; HAPPY ADVANCED BIRTHDAY TERENCE!&lt;br /&gt;cos it ain't very likely for me to update again tmr. haha.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your bithdays people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye people; happy august.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So take a bow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause you've taken everything else &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You played the part and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like a star you played it so well (played it so well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take a bow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause this scene is coming to an end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I gave you love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All you gave me was pretend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So now;  Take a bow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7395986137101425379?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7395986137101425379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7395986137101425379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7395986137101425379'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SJKULnYpxII/AAAAAAAAANg/y8jY8xI0rvw/s72-c/p7240099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-906222534032072116</id><published>2008-07-20T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:03:37.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Find those words for you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SIHzUB9HPFI/AAAAAAAAAMw/st6fVwGQvVQ/s1600-h/619719753_f1b0d8a39f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224724568174181458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SIHzUB9HPFI/AAAAAAAAAMw/st6fVwGQvVQ/s320/619719753_f1b0d8a39f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings keep getting turned over &amp;amp; over for the same one.&lt;br /&gt;I underestimated it.&lt;br /&gt;How much it means to me&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much.&lt;br /&gt;Still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should srsly consider stop screwing with life. Damn it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurt so much it keeps bluring.&lt;br /&gt;I'm mentally tired to the core right about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: so what you need now is to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;C: no. not now. not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know where your heart is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think you can find it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or did you trade it for something, somewhere, better just to have it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know where your love is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you think that you lost it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You felt it so strong but nothing's, turned out how you want it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I guess i never wanted to lose much of you&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-906222534032072116?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/906222534032072116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=906222534032072116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/906222534032072116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/906222534032072116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#906222534032072116' title='Find those words for you.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SIHzUB9HPFI/AAAAAAAAAMw/st6fVwGQvVQ/s72-c/619719753_f1b0d8a39f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-1693805763380966793</id><published>2008-07-13T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:05:20.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold / Held</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SHi4akMk8KI/AAAAAAAAAMo/djdSXShr_VI/s1600-h/2242437194_2fa9072f6b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222126534468628642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SHi4akMk8KI/AAAAAAAAAMo/djdSXShr_VI/s400/2242437194_2fa9072f6b_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know sometimes when you hear a song for the first time ever &amp;amp; you feel like it speaks to you? I'm listening to one of those now.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; as usual, it's gonna be the repeat song on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's horoscope says:&lt;br /&gt;You are starting a contemplative phase of life right now, but you don't have to worry that it will negatively affect your social life. Luckily, one or two of your closest friends are also feeling moody and homebound -- but they certainly wouldn't mind having some company. So get together with them soon and just start talking. It doesn't much matter what you talk about -- politics, music, celebrities, food. All that really matters is that all of you are feeling in synch with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite true. Hello moody friends, who are you? Owe up, &amp;amp; text me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe moody isn't the word. It's more like a mixture of feelings. Difficulties that makes it feel like i can't breath. Feelings that don't go away; that i must hide but i can't. I can't discribe the bitterness cos i'm not supposed to feel it but i do; cos i'm not supposed to care but i can't just leave it. Reassurance i repeat silently to make it feel a little better. Distractions directing attention away. &lt;em&gt;Tears with rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went downstairs for a little walk just now &amp;amp; settled down at the playground. The weather was nice. Windy &amp;amp; cold. I'd hate it on normal days. I listened to this current song now &amp;amp; turned repeat on. I stared at the people playing tennis. I'm not sure what i was thinking of but the peaceful feeling gave me a little bit of space. Sometimes i wonder, could things have possibly been different. Could it have been more worth it.&lt;br /&gt;How much love could i have possibly gave.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe i'm just really tired. Contemplative phase. Guess i should get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Before i forget, Happy Birthday Maggie. (: Love you. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight &amp;amp; goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-1693805763380966793?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/1693805763380966793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1693805763380966793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1693805763380966793'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SHi4akMk8KI/AAAAAAAAAMo/djdSXShr_VI/s72-c/2242437194_2fa9072f6b_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-1981088439137410470</id><published>2008-06-15T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T19:38:40.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SFMjOBOY2wI/AAAAAAAAAL0/KkqqTEYB5Xg/s1600-h/P6030144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211547917551721218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SFMjOBOY2wI/AAAAAAAAAL0/KkqqTEYB5Xg/s320/P6030144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's one of our cam whore sessions. Hoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SFMjO8hgtiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/NFCZ5PwtYhg/s1600-h/P6040189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211547933469619746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SFMjO8hgtiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/NFCZ5PwtYhg/s320/P6040189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SFMjPMGkSzI/AAAAAAAAAME/WP0IxohoKEk/s1600-h/P6080297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211547937651575602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SFMjPMGkSzI/AAAAAAAAAME/WP0IxohoKEk/s320/P6080297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, say hi to my eyecandy damien who's frantically trying to grab the camera just so that he can smash it onto the floor. -_- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SFMjPlodW6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/YBZGQJpvaDA/s1600-h/P6080323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211547944504613794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SFMjPlodW6I/AAAAAAAAAMM/YBZGQJpvaDA/s320/P6080323.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my love! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SFMjP-TYLYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/GSsr2oFUkF4/s1600-h/P6080336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211547951127080322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SFMjP-TYLYI/AAAAAAAAAMU/GSsr2oFUkF4/s320/P6080336.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BS.  ♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia was such love. (:&lt;br /&gt;i really won't mind going back there again.&lt;br /&gt;it's really, carefree life to the ultimate max.&lt;br /&gt;plus, the shopping is really cheap, literally.&lt;br /&gt;for band, we're much closer now.&lt;br /&gt;just like a family! (:&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to the hard work of the J2s.&lt;br /&gt;but then the J2s are going.&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm not gonna repeat my&lt;br /&gt;'eh SL' speech again.&lt;br /&gt;point is,&lt;br /&gt;i don't want them to go so fast.&lt;br /&gt;yeah kay you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the happening &amp;amp; the ending is beyond shit.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a fan of shows that scare me,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; esp not one w/o proper ending. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy i'm supposed to be studying like maybe&lt;br /&gt;because exam's in one week's time &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't touched my books yet.?&lt;br /&gt;ohh but look where i am.&lt;br /&gt;so much for 'i'll study after Aussie trip.' -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are some things that i've thought abt&lt;br /&gt;while in carefree Aussie.&lt;br /&gt;there are some people that i shouldn't be thinking of.&lt;br /&gt;even others tell me it ain't worth nothing.&lt;br /&gt;so who the hell am i kidding, aside from myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;There's a place we used to be&lt;br /&gt;There's a face that I used to see&lt;br /&gt;There's a picture with you by my side&lt;br /&gt;There's a moment that I want to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to start&lt;br /&gt;Or how to begin&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love you still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever turn away&lt;br /&gt;If you ever change your mind&lt;br /&gt;If the road ahead becomes too hard to climb&lt;br /&gt;If there's something in your heart that tells you to stop&lt;br /&gt;Oh to hold you close tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'd wait for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a voice shouting inside my head&lt;br /&gt;There's a space on your side of the bed&lt;br /&gt;There's a hope every time there's a sound&lt;br /&gt;There's a silence that's playing too loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how you are&lt;br /&gt;Or how you may be&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love you still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'll dream a little deeper baby&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you are always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you are always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;For life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'd wait for life, Take That.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song's on repeat on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;one i shouldn't be listening to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-1981088439137410470?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/1981088439137410470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=1981088439137410470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1981088439137410470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1981088439137410470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#1981088439137410470' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SFMjOBOY2wI/AAAAAAAAAL0/KkqqTEYB5Xg/s72-c/P6030144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7819834580154433362</id><published>2008-05-19T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T12:03:49.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SC-f9ZMFKqI/AAAAAAAAALo/tKVl2Ru2Le0/s1600-h/camera(230408)+016(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201551971718605474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SC-f9ZMFKqI/AAAAAAAAALo/tKVl2Ru2Le0/s320/camera(230408)+016(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just thinking,&lt;br /&gt;that there's still alot of things you don't know about.&lt;br /&gt;that i've not yet told you.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;okay, you might not even be reading this. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people, go &amp;amp; watch&lt;br /&gt;what happens in vegas &amp;amp; made of honour if you haven't.&lt;br /&gt;it's the two best shows ever, for now. (:&lt;br /&gt;ahh, but don't waste your money on speed racer,&lt;br /&gt;UNLESS you just wanna pay to see rain's face there,&lt;br /&gt;which is kinda what i did.&lt;br /&gt;Hooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;australia for the first week of june.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's gonna be fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off, goodbye loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;But the one before you left me so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Damaged, damaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I thought that I should let you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7819834580154433362?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7819834580154433362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7819834580154433362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7819834580154433362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7819834580154433362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7819834580154433362' title='Remedy'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SC-f9ZMFKqI/AAAAAAAAALo/tKVl2Ru2Le0/s72-c/camera(230408)+016(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-550355850725688985</id><published>2008-05-05T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T22:15:39.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm yours to keep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SB28c66YqVI/AAAAAAAAALg/KsAK3jzjXTY/s1600-h/1528371198_a75139bd23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196516750091921746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SB28c66YqVI/AAAAAAAAALg/KsAK3jzjXTY/s320/1528371198_a75139bd23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a brave girl.&lt;br /&gt;i lived through SAW.&lt;br /&gt;proud? (:&lt;br /&gt;now who said i'm scared of horror shows huh, it's NOTHING yo.&lt;br /&gt;HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron man wasn't too bad, dance of the dragon was good.&lt;br /&gt;that guy's nose was freak nice like zomg-ish kind.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, please don't ever Ever EVER, watch it with guys.&lt;br /&gt;they d.i.e.&lt;br /&gt;no joke. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Carnival was :S &amp;amp; (: at some points.&lt;br /&gt;Con Fuoco was love.&lt;br /&gt;Jupiter, saxophone. omgosh; melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping today was (:&lt;br /&gt;hahha. okay, shopping had always been (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The best thing about tonight’s that we’re not fighting &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It couldn’t be that we have been this way before &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you don’t think that I am trying &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you’re wearing thin down to the core &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But hold your breath &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t make me change my mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won’t live to see another day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I swear its true &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You’re impossible to find &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is not what I intended &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always swore to you that I would never fall apart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You always thought that I was stronger &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may have failed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I have loved you from the start &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, But hold your breath &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t make me change my mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won’t live to see another day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I swear it’s true &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s impossible to find &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So breathe in so deep &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Breathe me in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m yours to keep &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; hold onto your words &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘Cause talk is cheap &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And remember me tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you’re asleep &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t make me change my mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won’t live to see another day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I swear it’s true &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t make me change my mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won’t live to see another day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I swear it’s true &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You’re impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Fall For You, Secondhand Serenade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is the ultimate love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,&lt;br /&gt;stupid anti just reminded me of &lt;em&gt;that thing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;if i dream of it again tonight,&lt;br /&gt;tmr he's DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, just pretend i don't have 4 tests next week,&lt;br /&gt;for which the first one is TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; have i studied a single thing yet?&lt;br /&gt;totally.&lt;br /&gt;oh if only that's true. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna search for my notes now.&lt;br /&gt;Fall For You is on repeat on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;Hello you, go listen to it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight &amp;amp; goodbye, sweethearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-550355850725688985?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/550355850725688985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=550355850725688985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/550355850725688985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/550355850725688985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#550355850725688985' title='I&apos;m yours to keep.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SB28c66YqVI/AAAAAAAAALg/KsAK3jzjXTY/s72-c/1528371198_a75139bd23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7432634196449899295</id><published>2008-04-28T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T17:24:52.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderwall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SBQ_BK6YqUI/AAAAAAAAALY/quBubb59LiA/s1600-h/484531968_7390f87ba0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193845559606683970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SBQ_BK6YqUI/AAAAAAAAALY/quBubb59LiA/s320/484531968_7390f87ba0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;horoscope:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If someone has rubbed you the wrong way one too many times, you have a choice about how you can handle the situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can get in their face and give them a piece of your mind, or you can stop including them in your daily life as much as possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you think that you need to vent, then you should go for the first option. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if you would rather not tick anyone off, it's best just to retreat and avoid this person for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooner or later, they will get the message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright firstly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to all who has wished me somehow or another. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you everyone for making my birthday special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i kinda had indigestion from having 4 cakes but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who cares abt that. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love my friends, that's enough to last me my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday, slumber partyaye at Ritz Carlton with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sherrie kat mag &amp;amp; qing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i reached near midnight after sending daddy off to the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the view was damn it nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;highway &amp;amp; the flyer looked so prettyaye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can just fall in love with the night view. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came out for a walk ard 3+ a.m &amp;amp;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;night walked to the flight of stairs outside marina square.(?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it seemed nicer last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slept at 4, woke up ard 8, had breakfast,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;relaxed, set off to town with kat &amp;amp; qing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked, set home with qing on the bus, talked alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;qing's gonna make me a sexyaye pencilcase! :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after making me a damn nice cake, i shall trust him with DIY skills. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like today's horoscope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see, it's true yet again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so believe your horoscope all you folks out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it works, most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this post is extremely long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've not been posting frequently lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school's still love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love Buddies, every one of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr night, hearts-to-hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, i just act like as if i'm damn it free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i have a whole pile of work waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright i'm off to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;proud? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodbye &amp;amp; goodnight loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7432634196449899295?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7432634196449899295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7432634196449899295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7432634196449899295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7432634196449899295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#7432634196449899295' title='wonderwall.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SBQ_BK6YqUI/AAAAAAAAALY/quBubb59LiA/s72-c/484531968_7390f87ba0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-9013665552684901538</id><published>2008-04-21T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T11:44:52.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take a bow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SAqrIKeEHOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/6tMuYsGeTHs/s1600-h/camera(250308)+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191149677235674338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SAqrIKeEHOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/6tMuYsGeTHs/s320/camera(250308)+211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope what we've done is enough &amp;amp; that people see where we're coming from. (:&lt;br /&gt;the rest.. we'll just see how it goes la huh.&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to all BBs &amp;amp; 1t26 for every everything.&lt;br /&gt;you gave us all the support &amp;amp; care that we've ever needed.&lt;br /&gt;it wouldn't have been half as good without you all. (:&lt;br /&gt;love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa with anti &amp;amp; rach &amp;amp; ben yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;there was NO SUN &amp;amp; i got burnt. -_-&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me how. :S&lt;br /&gt;caught street kings, not bad.&lt;br /&gt;sei was making me laugh at my phone like an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahha.&lt;br /&gt;that retard was being so dumb-ly funnyaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is killing me right about now.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel good abt that. :S&lt;br /&gt;boo, i'm gonna study today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some memories flooded back.&lt;br /&gt;i admit how sucky it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you put on quite a show. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really had me goin' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now it's time to go, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Curtain's finally closin'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That was quite a show. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very entertainin'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's over now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go on and take a bow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; the award for the best lie goes to you! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For makin' me believe &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you could be faithful to me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's hear your speech. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How 'bout a round of applause? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standin' ovation &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you put on quite a show. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really had me goin' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now it's time to go, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Curtain's finally closin'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That was quite a show. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very entertainin'. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's over now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go on and take a bow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it's over now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-9013665552684901538?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/9013665552684901538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=9013665552684901538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/9013665552684901538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/9013665552684901538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#9013665552684901538' title='take a bow'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SAqrIKeEHOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/6tMuYsGeTHs/s72-c/camera(250308)+211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-8165852755544433799</id><published>2008-04-08T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T00:16:22.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today's a winding road.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R_pGAIFhpCI/AAAAAAAAALI/lxVOiCJulM8/s1600-h/camera(250308)+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186534888855151650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R_pGAIFhpCI/AAAAAAAAALI/lxVOiCJulM8/s320/camera(250308)+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, i swear we won't get cancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos we laugh way longer than only 30 mins a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOOOOO. :}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, sat was the end of the C camp &amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sun was out with m! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after so long! hahhahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we talked from A-Z. no, seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i missed her! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't wait for more meet ups with her. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should be sleeping i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m's birthday's coming yooooooooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think * is damn cute can. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was SPECIAL, FIO. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, good night &amp;amp; sleep tight everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;many many love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-8165852755544433799?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/8165852755544433799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=8165852755544433799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8165852755544433799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8165852755544433799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#8165852755544433799' title='today&apos;s a winding road.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R_pGAIFhpCI/AAAAAAAAALI/lxVOiCJulM8/s72-c/camera(250308)+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-5307788739546644325</id><published>2008-03-18T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:09:10.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heavenly days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R95xTewnWMI/AAAAAAAAALA/HMkbGTVJqaQ/s1600-h/collage-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178701201011071170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R95xTewnWMI/AAAAAAAAALA/HMkbGTVJqaQ/s320/collage-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was andrea's house with me sam &amp;amp; her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fun. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i spent holidays kinda freely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with lots of time to myself when i was overseas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought through much stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;something that i've not done for quite a while now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's this period in my life that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is named heavenly days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;somehow, i always thought it'd be better this way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;like it's life that separated us,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; not me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love BBFs. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah random i know, but i do. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-5307788739546644325?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/5307788739546644325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=5307788739546644325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5307788739546644325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5307788739546644325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5307788739546644325' title='heavenly days.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R95xTewnWMI/AAAAAAAAALA/HMkbGTVJqaQ/s72-c/collage-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-1215143993151814560</id><published>2008-03-02T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T12:04:43.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>always.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R8jQDtjcANI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qmNd7q8S1a8/s1600-h/P1010392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172612934221430994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R8jQDtjcANI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qmNd7q8S1a8/s320/P1010392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R8jQD9jcAOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rnhYLLxIiko/s1600-h/SV106543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172612938516398306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R8jQD9jcAOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rnhYLLxIiko/s320/SV106543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss 1T27.&lt;br /&gt;the Gs &amp;amp; PGs ended up in different classes&lt;br /&gt;but thank God Andrea's still with me.&lt;br /&gt;i miss Favorite-Friends. :(&lt;br /&gt;i'm in volley team &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;my hair's got golden-ish highlights thanks to loreal hair semina.&lt;br /&gt;q: 'they actually pay you to get your hair styled &amp;amp; coloured?!'&lt;br /&gt;haha apparently,&lt;br /&gt;they do when they wanna introduce new series of colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been blessed with a class with lots of potential.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so staying with 1T26 for the next 2 years seems okay to me.&lt;br /&gt;GIRLFRIEND'S IN MY CLASS! WHOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;yay T26, we're gonna turn the school upside down!&lt;br /&gt;hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've mastered the WAA skills.&lt;br /&gt;i love WEEWEE friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TESS CHEUNG, CHEER UP!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna say anything more here.&lt;br /&gt;I LUVZX EUZXZX LEHZXZX!&lt;br /&gt;waa waa waa! kekezx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i cried through PS i love you.&lt;br /&gt;later, L change the world. (:&lt;br /&gt;okay i can't rmb anything else now.&lt;br /&gt;live a happy life friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off, take care &amp;amp; byeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-1215143993151814560?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/1215143993151814560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=1215143993151814560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1215143993151814560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1215143993151814560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#1215143993151814560' title='always.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R8jQDtjcANI/AAAAAAAAAKw/qmNd7q8S1a8/s72-c/P1010392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-2168044921713563269</id><published>2008-02-18T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T14:26:46.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rock a fella yo!</title><content type='html'>ROCKAFELLA was totally awesomely fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love with my blog song instantly after the concert.&lt;br /&gt;andrea too.&lt;br /&gt;haha. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm excited to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posting's out next tues.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope our class appeal works!&lt;br /&gt;mr tan, if you're reading this,&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE? 1T27 promise to be good. :]&lt;br /&gt;okay, chances of him reading this is less than 1%&lt;br /&gt;what am i doing=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat, watched kung fu dunk &amp;amp; CJ7 with sei. :]&lt;br /&gt;1st one's good but not the 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;haha i still think the captain's cute.&lt;br /&gt;later, went over to rach's.&lt;br /&gt;andrea &amp;amp; i were in the same train!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it stopped at chinatown for over 5 mins can.&lt;br /&gt;i thought there was a terrorist attack-.-&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;the PGs plus lian me &amp;amp; rach.&lt;br /&gt;though i was totally not really paying attention,&lt;br /&gt;but generally, it was FUN. :]&lt;br /&gt;eh yo but what's with the dumb-blonde ah, stop it guys-.-&lt;br /&gt;reached home near midnight.&lt;br /&gt;worn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i just reached home &amp;amp; i should be mugging now.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, what am i doing online=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH, i rmbed.&lt;br /&gt;to check sth out. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyecandies 1 &amp;amp; 2.&lt;br /&gt;yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a very happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I will love you baby always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I'll be there forever and a day always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be there till the stars don't shine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till the heavens burst and the words don't rhyme&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I know when I die you'll be on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; I'll love you always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off, take care &amp;amp; bye! :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-2168044921713563269?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/2168044921713563269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=2168044921713563269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2168044921713563269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2168044921713563269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#2168044921713563269' title='rock a fella yo!'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-6722337405012042896</id><published>2008-02-13T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T21:44:18.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we can rule the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;it wasn't meant to be like&lt;/em&gt; that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi!&lt;br /&gt;generally, hk was a lovely shopping heaven &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;macau's a cute &amp;amp; beautiful spot.&lt;br /&gt;i love both though my hate for travelling still remains. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really hate school all that much&lt;br /&gt;except for the studying part.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA makes sense.?&lt;br /&gt;aiyah i want 1T27 to remain tgt for 2nd intake:/&lt;br /&gt;possibility..?&lt;br /&gt;brother paul says it's possible.&lt;br /&gt;:D?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd, cramps murdered me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, out with tess &amp;amp; lian friend for v day shopping.&lt;br /&gt;i swear they're damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait scratch that.&lt;br /&gt;they're HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold storage:&lt;br /&gt;tess: AIYAH so should we just buy for ____ or not??&lt;br /&gt;cheng: hmmm. don't want la..:/&lt;br /&gt;andrea: hmmmm. let me think.. aiyah get la get la.&lt;br /&gt;tess: okay we find cheaper random stuffs yes yes? :D&lt;br /&gt;(cause all of us were quite broke, HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;cheng: okay la okay la. let's just buy ___. it's cheap &amp;amp; random-.-&lt;br /&gt;andrea: okay la okay la.&lt;br /&gt;(took the ____s, walked a few steps)&lt;br /&gt;tess: eh you all sure we should give ____ these?&lt;br /&gt;cheng ... actually, i don't know. it kinda don't really make sense?-.-&lt;br /&gt;andrea: huhhhh.. how now...&lt;br /&gt;tess &amp;amp; cheng &amp;amp; andrea: emmmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;andrea (points to a loaf of BREAD): LET'S GET THESE! IT'S CHEAP! WE CAN JUST GIVE OUT TO THEM PIECE BY PIECE. AHAHAHAHHAHHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;tess &amp;amp; cheng: ......-.-&lt;br /&gt;okay generally, andrea's retarded &amp;amp; from today onwards,&lt;br /&gt;tess shall thank us forever &amp;amp; ever amen.&lt;br /&gt;yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from those, school work's killing me softly.&lt;br /&gt;i need to mug like pretty very the soon-.-&lt;br /&gt;hurr study sessions with lian-friend every thurs.&lt;br /&gt;let's hope it works. (:&lt;br /&gt;the 6 of us would be taking bio tuition classes tgt.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care!&lt;br /&gt;we must ACE IT, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs, valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;i've got 2 valentineeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;hurrr nvm.&lt;br /&gt;i love them all the same. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri, rockafella!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damien was being damn ANTI today.&lt;br /&gt;sth's wrong with him, AS USUAL.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye the couples are progressing damn slowly la.&lt;br /&gt;TSKK.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we thought there might be breakthroughs during this valentines.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't close, your eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't fade away, don't fade away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-6722337405012042896?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/6722337405012042896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=6722337405012042896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6722337405012042896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6722337405012042896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6722337405012042896' title='we can rule the world.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-564874589327314524</id><published>2008-01-30T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T20:17:43.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>innocence;</title><content type='html'>emmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i happened to see this person's post,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; right now i'm feeling very, very guilty.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it should have happened to both of us,&lt;br /&gt;since both were involved.&lt;br /&gt;but i just happened to be the luckier one.&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't make me feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;i know you won't say it,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you won't even think this way,&lt;br /&gt;but i can't stop feeling like i should be responsible for it.?&lt;br /&gt;somehow.&lt;br /&gt;if you're reading this,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you happen to know who you are,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you pick up soon.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;davis terence damien andrea tharsh,&lt;br /&gt;keeps playing the one missed call ringtone which idk where they got from,&lt;br /&gt;IN CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i jump every single time i hear it i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;esp the clock tickling part la.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; guess what?&lt;br /&gt;they sent it to MY phone when i wasn't ard,&lt;br /&gt;set it as MY ringtone,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; called ME when i went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;i, got, a, shock, of, my, life=.=&lt;br /&gt;idiots right-.-&lt;br /&gt;tskkkkk!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now they like to play the hunting game,&lt;br /&gt;they play it &amp;amp; while me &amp;amp; rach freak out&lt;br /&gt;they'l turn it off.&lt;br /&gt;obviously we're damn paranoid so we still keep hearing it,&lt;br /&gt;but it's only ringing in our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that's where they'l start scaring us.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER LAAAAAA-.-&lt;br /&gt;hurr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm staying in cj.?&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's pe killed me-&lt;br /&gt;2.4km, PLUS 5 more rounds.&lt;br /&gt;omg tian what's with the army-ish pe trgs la:/&lt;br /&gt;tmr's volley trg, yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g,&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T UNDERSTAND YOUR POST LEH.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;as in, i don't really get it!&lt;br /&gt;hahha explain explain explain.&lt;br /&gt;hurrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i can still rmb last thurs okay.&lt;br /&gt;it was really, :/// laaa.&lt;br /&gt;tsk la you! TSK OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;T.S.KKKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;please don't go away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos i need you now,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i'l hold on to it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;don't you let it pass you by.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;so what if i say i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;how does it even matter now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-564874589327314524?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/564874589327314524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=564874589327314524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/564874589327314524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/564874589327314524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#564874589327314524' title='innocence;'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7872075736140251795</id><published>2008-01-27T04:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T12:38:46.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a joke yeah?</title><content type='html'>i got 11. (:&lt;br /&gt;considering how much attention i actually cared to pay to books towards the end of last year,&lt;br /&gt;i'm thanking heavens for this.&lt;br /&gt;after bonus points it'l be 8.&lt;br /&gt;should i stay in cj?&lt;br /&gt;mom doesn't really want me to:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't say my result's fantastic but it's just enough for me to smile&lt;br /&gt;so, there.&lt;br /&gt;i don't ask for much. (:&lt;br /&gt;for those who's not really satisfied with their own results,&lt;br /&gt;cheer up soon kay.&lt;br /&gt;life'l still go on nomatter how many points you've got&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you'l soon see this is not everything. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out after results but not everyone was in a high mood&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i guess the going part was kinda, :/&lt;br /&gt;erm okay nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd, out with the class gang-.-"&lt;br /&gt;hahhh we took a million years to decide on the movie we wanna watch,&lt;br /&gt;cos rach, me, tess, xy wanted a normal movie,&lt;br /&gt;while andrea edwin james damien terence davis wanted a..&lt;br /&gt;less normal movie.?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA so we ended up watching the not very normal movie-&lt;br /&gt;THE HOUSE &amp;amp; it's freaky like siao so hi if you're reading this,&lt;br /&gt;don't watch it unless you're prepared for a heart attack-.-"&lt;br /&gt;after one missed call i've learnt not to sit with andrea cos she'l just&lt;br /&gt;freak you out more ASIDE from the alr-freaky-movie.&lt;br /&gt;but sitting with tess wasn't much better.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;she was as freaked out as i was but!&lt;br /&gt;the way she freak me out when she's freaked out freaks me out even more.&lt;br /&gt;hahh do you get it?&lt;br /&gt;mvn yeah kay then subway-ed after the movie&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; rach, andrea, me, tess cam-whored while the guys started to take&lt;br /&gt;random shots of us=.="&lt;br /&gt;terence claimed it'l be on his blog &amp;amp; he thought we'l be so worried pls.&lt;br /&gt;but we simply just 'ohh, okay lor. sure. up to you la.'&lt;br /&gt;hahh bet he was pissed.&lt;br /&gt;lian friend was having fun with her new-phone which she stole form me.&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;but the frames were really hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;did i mention how davis' got zomg gorgeous watches?&lt;br /&gt;makes me want my t-touch, now-.-&lt;br /&gt;haha the armani was just drop dead-ish. hurr!&lt;br /&gt;that's abt it i guess? trained home with some. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay got to rush.&lt;br /&gt;i'l be getting my shoes later.&lt;br /&gt;yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off, take care &amp;amp; bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7872075736140251795?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7872075736140251795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7872075736140251795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7872075736140251795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7872075736140251795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7872075736140251795' title='a joke yeah?'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-5864294478682750730</id><published>2008-01-26T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T21:15:10.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>job well done C (::</title><content type='html'>i shall be here, as your conscience(:&lt;br /&gt;do you really think you should stay in cj?&lt;br /&gt;considering the friends youve made, the fun times you had, if i were you, yes, i would.&lt;br /&gt;not putting you down here, you know i wouldnt.but.&lt;br /&gt;both you and i know there are more choices open to you.&lt;br /&gt;not an easy decision you have to make here..&lt;br /&gt;im not being a bummer in any case, i'll be just as happy for you no matter where you are(:&lt;br /&gt;enough abt that, the conscience is done yapping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im here as g(:&lt;br /&gt;someone you might have forgotten already?&lt;br /&gt;reminder: charles ginny danielle&lt;br /&gt;ring a bell?&lt;br /&gt;i hope so(:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha anyway, great job for o's yeah, told you youd do much better(:&lt;br /&gt;really happy for you guys, all of you.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, love it that youre enjoying cj so much, hope you have loads of fun there and make uber loads of friends(:&lt;br /&gt;anyway i wanted to tell you smth, but i alrd posted it on my blog so go read okay? its aonce in a life time thing tht will ever happen to me:/&lt;br /&gt;just so you know, i really hated thursday.&lt;br /&gt;from everything small, to everything big.&lt;br /&gt;anddddd&lt;br /&gt;from taking the bus, i ended up hailing a cab la.&lt;br /&gt;for dear o khorui(:&lt;br /&gt;admit it, im nice.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.at homes been quite :/ but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.you see.i went to the zoo with michael and mum plus steph and nic.&lt;br /&gt;and then on fri we went to the night safari.&lt;br /&gt;after knowing me for so long, you shld know it was a total bore for me, given my mood recently.&lt;br /&gt;and ironically, im gg to the bird park on sunday -.-&lt;br /&gt;next sunday thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;this is what you get, when you have a greek cousin.&lt;br /&gt;ah well.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your life C(:&lt;br /&gt;live the dream&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-5864294478682750730?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/5864294478682750730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=5864294478682750730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5864294478682750730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5864294478682750730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5864294478682750730' title='job well done C (::'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-6893706220350010602</id><published>2008-01-21T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T19:22:34.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MYz7X0ocI/AAAAAAAAAKI/81ZGrlFtX1E/s1600-h/P1190851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157493278659355074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MYz7X0ocI/AAAAAAAAAKI/81ZGrlFtX1E/s320/P1190851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kat &amp;amp; sherrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MYz7X0odI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Rv7bXQyKQDE/s1600-h/P1190861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157493278659355090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MYz7X0odI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Rv7bXQyKQDE/s320/P1190861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; C, RIE, KAT, YH. &lt;3&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157493282954322402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MY0LX0oeI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vFihupBfN2Q/s320/P1190848.jpg" border="0" /&gt; zomg! we're so excited to take a candid with the merlion! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MY0LX0ofI/AAAAAAAAAKg/l450YeIfYaU/s1600-h/P1190843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157493282954322418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MY0LX0ofI/AAAAAAAAAKg/l450YeIfYaU/s320/P1190843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we are SHADY. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MY0LX0ogI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H5G6IGm_ytA/s1600-h/P1190866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157493282954322434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MY0LX0ogI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H5G6IGm_ytA/s320/P1190866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; crocs people + yahui! &lt;3&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MXXbX0oYI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DT56DQd_4Qw/s1600-h/P1190864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157491689521455490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MXXbX0oYI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DT56DQd_4Qw/s320/P1190864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; qing's mega(?) structures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MXXrX0oZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/wjkIhLf4Z8w/s1600-h/P1190863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157491693816422802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MXXrX0oZI/AAAAAAAAAJw/wjkIhLf4Z8w/s320/P1190863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aiyoh, the kid's sexy pose yo! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MXXrX0oaI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/lC_ogpxi800/s1600-h/P1190846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157491693816422818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MXXrX0oaI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/lC_ogpxi800/s320/P1190846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kat + cheng. (where's subway?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MXXrX0obI/AAAAAAAAAKA/MNSV_7Qit1k/s1600-h/P1190842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157491693816422834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MXXrX0obI/AAAAAAAAAKA/MNSV_7Qit1k/s320/P1190842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kat &amp;amp; cheng. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, sentosa-ed with the crocs ppl + yahui ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;generally, it was FUN. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;played volleyball on the beach &amp;amp; suntanned &amp;amp; all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the whole world was there la pls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;IG 29, &amp;amp; the WHOLE of JJC's J1s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not including the rest of the random ppl-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hurr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;met sherrie &amp;amp; nigel first &amp;amp; vivo-ed before going over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sherrie &amp;amp; i bought our baby bottles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cool stuff, i love it! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;qing's new watergun's really damn powerful la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tsktsk:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was actually wanting it to rain cos i was dying in the heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but as we started tanning i decided to want the sun back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHA it came la but only for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so we could only tan a bit before going off to OPEN-shower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then vivo. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;flip's officially a little boy la pls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;listen to this &amp;amp; see if it's funny,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;flip: i wanna buy soya milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sherrie: ohh you like it too? me too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;flip: yeah i like cos got protein. (satisfied kiddy look on his face)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHHAHHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aiyah shit la you all sure think it's not funnyaye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it was really damn hilarious when he said it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i mean, who drinks soyamilk cos 'it's got protein'???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahha, KIDS=.="'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've developed a technic in blowing bubbles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;catching them then blowing more of them to stick em tgt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they're really pretty that way. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my muscle aches are still killing me softly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; there's pe tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;warm up: 10 rounds + GSTs + push-ups?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how fantastic, bless me:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i screwed dance audi cos i kinda just stood still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for freestyle due to ryan playing a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;contemporary song for it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHA how to hip-hop to that la-.-"'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay i really neeeeeed to mug like, SOON.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hurr! &amp;amp; i've to miss tues' mugging session with 28 cos of one miss call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;uh-ohhhhh:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nvm, lunch + volleyball with them on fri. yay. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm happy, whenever they're around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they're like my beautiful candies, my happy pills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ain't it funny how you think You're gonna be OK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Till you remember things ain't never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Gonna be the same again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ain't it crazy how you think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;You've got your whole life planned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Just to find that it was never ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;In your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay i'm off, byebye.&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/20247723-6893706220350010602?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/6893706220350010602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=6893706220350010602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6893706220350010602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6893706220350010602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#6893706220350010602' title='change.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R5MYz7X0ocI/AAAAAAAAAKI/81ZGrlFtX1E/s72-c/P1190851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-6126138981605075148</id><published>2008-01-17T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:21:54.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C, on my own.</title><content type='html'>this is gonna be drama.&lt;br /&gt;erm, it does hit me quite hard when i think.&lt;br /&gt;like y'know those times when you walked so far off&lt;br /&gt;you've forgotten to stop, turn &amp;amp; look back?&lt;br /&gt;so you don't know the characters well anymore,&lt;br /&gt;even if you still &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah like when you &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; you can do it so well by walking away&lt;br /&gt;but ahh, just the pretendings &amp;amp; lies.&lt;br /&gt;like when the instincts doesn't tell you the same anymore,&lt;br /&gt;you're afraid, so you don't look back, cos you &lt;em&gt;don't dare to&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so you just keep on going, fast.&lt;br /&gt;until you collapse you won't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when you do you get it all in again.&lt;br /&gt;you've escaped from &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unless you keep on running, it will come crashing back to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i fall for it, time after time.&lt;br /&gt;well good thing, i don't let it show.&lt;br /&gt;act tough. i'm good at that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some stuffs you just don't expect.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when it happens you don't know.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what's my 'expected' reaction.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know how i really feel,&lt;em&gt; let along faking one out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not good at thinking abt 'what if's.&lt;br /&gt;i left you like that first. anything/anyone can happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i get it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. all i wanna say is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm on my own, ultimate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may be tired, but i'l still be that strong one.&lt;br /&gt;so you too, &amp;amp; be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever's reading,&lt;br /&gt;ignore this drama post if you need to-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off. i wanna run, now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-6126138981605075148?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/6126138981605075148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=6126138981605075148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6126138981605075148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6126138981605075148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#6126138981605075148' title='C, on my own.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7361507324194196351</id><published>2008-01-14T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T20:19:38.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simone simone simone</title><content type='html'>hey woman(:&lt;br /&gt;glad you've been having fun yo. and hello i'm nott an idiot(:&lt;br /&gt;so sorry i bailed last minute on sunday:/&lt;br /&gt;i'll make it up to you no worries, thats if you even have the time la huh.&lt;br /&gt;ah well, take care lady, dont think you'll be transferring so all the best with everything(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8th of feb is coming:/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone,&lt;br /&gt;g&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7361507324194196351?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7361507324194196351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7361507324194196351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7361507324194196351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7361507324194196351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7361507324194196351' title='simone simone simone'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-5248204587956447543</id><published>2008-01-14T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:41:28.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop &amp; stare</title><content type='html'>hi! i know i've not been updating.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, busy-.-&lt;br /&gt;school's been school &amp;amp; i've been out &amp;amp; things' been&lt;br /&gt;up &amp;amp; down &amp;amp; right now everything seem peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it remains this way-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really happy when i'm with ig people. (:&lt;br /&gt;they always make my day.&lt;br /&gt;kat mag sherrie qing philip nigel yahui.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;sat was party with qing kat sherrie mag.&lt;br /&gt;had FUN. :D&lt;br /&gt;hahha friday was vollyball with them &amp;amp; we've decided to make it a&lt;br /&gt;weekly-exercise.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA it'l help, i guess?&lt;br /&gt;hurr. okay generally i have loads of fun with them&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm too lazy to post everything out.&lt;br /&gt;for exact happenings please go to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.lobotomisedmonster.blogspot.com/"&gt;kat's blog&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.flower-chewing-dinosaur.blogspot.com/"&gt;sherrie's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. what a easy way to direct posts. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my internet's frequently failing on me i've no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;rach says it's bcos the com takes after it's owner.&lt;br /&gt;what RUBBISH la rach-.-&lt;br /&gt;hahha we're doing a project on LIANS.&lt;br /&gt;i hope we can still live alive after the presentation-.-&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just missed out the chance for free trip to france&lt;br /&gt;due to school!&lt;br /&gt;rahhh-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss ginny charles &amp;amp; neoseiyu &amp;amp; khoruiwei.&lt;br /&gt;go &amp;amp; die la you idiots-.- hurr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's qing's bday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY QINGGGG! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;keep rocking yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm sorry i couldn't wish you for your bday 3 days ago,&lt;br /&gt;but belated happy birthday, you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-5248204587956447543?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/5248204587956447543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=5248204587956447543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5248204587956447543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5248204587956447543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#5248204587956447543' title='stop &amp; stare'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7775775397587639463</id><published>2008-01-09T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T13:40:59.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from east, to west.</title><content type='html'>hello C!&lt;br /&gt;i trust that life in cj is good, and youre havng fun(:&lt;br /&gt;take care, looking forward to seeing you soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3, g&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7775775397587639463?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7775775397587639463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7775775397587639463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7775775397587639463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7775775397587639463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7775775397587639463' title='from east, to west.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-3881373359988351795</id><published>2008-01-07T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T19:39:01.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>candid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R4C2YbX0oQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/OunGRQH_pWY/s1600-h/IMG_4362(40%).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152318504492638466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R4C2YbX0oQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/OunGRQH_pWY/s320/IMG_4362(40%25).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from left: magg, me, kat, sherrie, philip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R4C2YrX0oRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/b2s0FzbhWKo/s1600-h/IMG_4354(40%).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152318508787605778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R4C2YrX0oRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/b2s0FzbhWKo/s320/IMG_4354(40%25).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from left: jane, magg, kat, sherrie, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R4C2Y7X0oSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TmOTWL6stgk/s1600-h/IMG_4363(40%).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152318513082573090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R4C2Y7X0oSI/AAAAAAAAAI4/TmOTWL6stgk/s320/IMG_4363(40%25).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from left: yahui(facil), magg, me, kat, sherrie, philip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;some pictures from orientation. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-3881373359988351795?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/3881373359988351795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=3881373359988351795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3881373359988351795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3881373359988351795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#3881373359988351795' title='candid.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R4C2YbX0oQI/AAAAAAAAAIo/OunGRQH_pWY/s72-c/IMG_4362(40%25).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7821229504611460310</id><published>2008-01-07T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T18:16:37.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IG 28, forward &amp; on.</title><content type='html'>HI!&lt;br /&gt;3 days of orientation in CJ &amp;amp; i'm glad for meeting those people i've met,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; slowly got to know.&lt;br /&gt;it's been really fast, the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; spending it with IG28 has been a bless.&lt;br /&gt;we've been like the loudest &amp;amp; most-enthu group out of all.&lt;br /&gt;kat, hahaha yes we're in the same group!&lt;br /&gt;magg &amp;amp; sherrie, the crazy &amp;amp; retarded ones just like us, (x&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; many others like philip, who won't not-run-away until the third day(HAHA),&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; our facils, yahui &amp;amp; nigel. (:&lt;br /&gt;omg monday we'l be split into our classes already.&lt;br /&gt;like, too fast. )':&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss everyone, oh-so-much:/&lt;br /&gt;we got all muddy &amp;amp; dirty &amp;amp; played hard tgt, the spirit's so full.&lt;br /&gt;kat &amp;amp; sherrie &amp;amp; magg, our 28-cheers!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;dinner-ed with mag, kat, philip, yahui, nigel &amp;amp; others on friday.&lt;br /&gt;though it was the last day of orientation with our IGs,&lt;br /&gt;of cos that wasn't our last outing tgt.&lt;br /&gt;thus, movie &amp;amp; dinner coming up. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i hope class will turn out fine. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;i'l load the pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;i miss g &amp;amp; sei &amp;amp; kho &amp;amp; the rest, too.&lt;br /&gt;take care, you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7821229504611460310?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7821229504611460310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7821229504611460310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7821229504611460310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7821229504611460310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7821229504611460310' title='IG 28, forward &amp; on.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-652536403240005517</id><published>2008-01-02T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T11:33:04.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please don't stop the music,</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/82ItrnqM93I&amp;amp;rel=" width="355" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hi! see this guy on top here? he's my hubby. (:&lt;br /&gt;i'm the wife whom he loves most, &amp;amp; g's the mistress whom he loves a little tiny bit la.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i think this is his most retarded song ever. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cheng's not MIA la!-.-hurr.&lt;br /&gt;school's tmr. hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, happy new year everyone! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;listen to this- piece of me, britney spears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m Miss American Dream since I was 17&lt;br /&gt;Don’t matter if I step on the scene&lt;br /&gt;Or sneak away to the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;They still gon' put pictures of my derrière in the magazine&lt;br /&gt;You want a piece of me?&lt;br /&gt;You want a piece of me&lt;br /&gt;I’m Miss bad media karma&lt;br /&gt;Another day another drama&lt;br /&gt;Guess I can’t see the harm&lt;br /&gt;In working and being a mama&lt;br /&gt;And with a kid on my arm&lt;br /&gt;I’m still an exceptional earner&lt;br /&gt;And you want a piece of me&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Lifestyles of the rich and famous,You want a piece of me&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Oh my God that Britney’s Shameless,You want a piece of me&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. Extra! Extra! this just in,You want a piece of me&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mrs. she’s too big now she’s too thin,You want a piece of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a sarcastic-sad-life song aye? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hurr okay i'm off, take care &amp;amp; bye! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-652536403240005517?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/652536403240005517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=652536403240005517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/652536403240005517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/652536403240005517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#652536403240005517' title='please don&apos;t stop the music,'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7149629414312557035</id><published>2007-12-30T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:39:50.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO YO!&lt;br /&gt;two days countdown now, dont play MIA can.cannnn(:&lt;br /&gt;so.its new years eve tmr you know.&lt;br /&gt;we both would be dinnering man.&lt;br /&gt;my nails are red(:&lt;br /&gt;wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;too bad.&lt;br /&gt;dude youre going CJ you know. at 8 eh. so ealy la.&lt;br /&gt;how ah.&lt;br /&gt;die.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay im going off now everyone(:&lt;br /&gt;chengs emoing now most probably so those who wanna mess up her thoughts again, back off(:&lt;br /&gt;warning to all those at CJ, feng cheng cheng is not what she seems :O&lt;br /&gt;haha i say that all the time, but, i dont mean it la.&lt;br /&gt;no offence C :D&lt;br /&gt;( C : none taken G! )&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7149629414312557035?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7149629414312557035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7149629414312557035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7149629414312557035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7149629414312557035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#7149629414312557035' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-1380767142698160024</id><published>2007-12-26T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T16:45:29.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>killer bubblys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R3E_o7X0oMI/AAAAAAAAAII/_D9vsUsJZKI/s1600-h/mermaid+cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147965821426114754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R3E_o7X0oMI/AAAAAAAAAII/_D9vsUsJZKI/s200/mermaid+cartoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUAHAHAAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C i still cant believe you got drunk on wine and champagne.dudeee who gets drunk over that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides me la, special case.hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C is very happy, cos why? she has ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ni she me yi si huh put some bike on my blog!&lt;br /&gt;but its so pretty..HAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;falala.and.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since we're going for dinner tmr, i stole a pack of garlic chilli from stephy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so portable i know :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G knows that C misses, so, C , cheer up :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha okay my mum is playing with davinci code's puzzle la.like look at the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and nikki ate my cookie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so she had 1 + 1 = 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TWO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;piggggggggggg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall tell you what i got for christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im bored and youre almost off to your 'healthier skin' sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what times dinner tmr?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go to stephy's blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its so funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my lil friend below my chin is sooo obvious la:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hhha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;using flats ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bu yao la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ke ji fa da you know, ppl are eating more and growing more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heels are so necessary to fit in into modern day society.agreed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C, what do they feed you in china ah?&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be tall too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new york new york is so old news now.thats sad.we ate everything on the menu:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we need to stop eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me la not you(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and.you do realise you have to come to acsi right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you have to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im not giving you a choice(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a better cert anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides, sei's most prob staying in hwa chong..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smart ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll talk to mrs feng :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-1380767142698160024?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/1380767142698160024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=1380767142698160024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1380767142698160024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1380767142698160024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1380767142698160024' title='killer bubblys'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R3E_o7X0oMI/AAAAAAAAAII/_D9vsUsJZKI/s72-c/mermaid+cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-8844723484424922901</id><published>2007-12-23T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T17:51:32.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nineteen minutes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R2zczrX0oLI/AAAAAAAAAIA/wC4AKHBav8I/s1600-h/378445539_f3c0aeb80c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146731254551716018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R2zczrX0oLI/AAAAAAAAAIA/wC4AKHBav8I/s200/378445539_f3c0aeb80c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the hell with putting your heart on your sleeve; it's likely to get ripped off. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you lie to yourself long enough, does it becomes the truth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if every word i said felt like swallowing glass,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you've taken that one tragic step; now free-fall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sorry we have to communicate this way, but it's the only way left. a month's decision is for things to cool a little, for you to rethink. you'l realise otherwise i'm sure. it's been exactly 7 days since we've not talked. i can't say i don't miss you cos i do. but y'know it's better for you like that? i don't really know how to explain it to you. it's not only about the fight but of what we're becoming. alarming, isn't it? i'm letting you know that honestly, i can't leave it as well. you know i take all my loved ones really seriously. but we've got to try. it's most probably only heat of the moment. like fireworks, it can get really pretty, but it vanishes completely after a second. okay i know i'm being quite drama here-.- rmb you asked me what i want for xmas? i want all of us to be happy. i want us to not live in regrets. i want us to not suffer under someone else. can you give me that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi! i know it's been a while but i was kinda, busy. hurr. photo shoot's done &amp;amp; i'm glad to say it went smoothly.? but! that doesn't mean nike will take me duhhhh-.- they have a billion &amp;amp; one models to choose from so i'm not keeping any hopes up. but still, i'm happy that shoot's completed cos i was DEAD TIRED. plus, my eyes were quite puffed up on that day due to stuffs. kay forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to someone's demand, i'm supposed to post what i've done everyday-.- haha this is how retarded la can. tskk okay fine so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun(16th), towned with m &amp;amp; i finally solved this huge headache of mine. HEHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon(17th) &amp;amp; tues(18th) were busy solving this particular problem-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed(19th), golden compass &amp;amp; city hall with g. omg this day. hahaha. i wanted to go esplanade so after cine we headed to marina. but the thing is, we were both idiots at public transport &amp;amp; we wanted to act smart &amp;amp; take train over. so we boarded the train, &amp;amp; went all the way to, marina bay, cos we weren't sure where to stop so we were like, 'aiyah that one have the word marina so must be correct!'=.= we were still happily laughing at how empty the train station of marina bay was as we came out from the train station. then we Froze, literally. cos all we saw were, trees &amp;amp; trucks &amp;amp;, construction workers-.- so obviously we ended up at the wrong place la but being act-smart idiots, we didn't head back to the train station, but to a nearby bus stop. guess what? there were only two buses, 400 &amp;amp; 402. we checked the directions of these two buses &amp;amp; obviously took the bus with a longer list of stops la, hoping to find civilisation. so after waiting for a good half hour, 400 finally deicded to come &amp;amp; we gladly hopped on-.- i swear it was freezing in the damn bus. kay nvm. then, as the bus went on we found it a bit strange cos all we saw were either trees or constuction sites &amp;amp; we were far from civilisation la. so change of plans, we decided to wait until the bus takes us to a less ulu place so that we could call a cab instead-.- so we went on &amp;amp; suddenly both of us noticed the s'pore flyer that big wheel wheel thingy? yeah that &amp;amp; we got freak excited cos we felt like we were heading the right way in the bus! but after going on &amp;amp; round that flyer the bus totally went another way-.- &amp;amp;, every stop seemed so ulu we didn't wanna get down la. hurr so we waited, &amp;amp; waited, until the bus finally pulled up at this stop where EVERYONE went down. we stared at each other not sure if we should go down too? cos it wasn't like a bus ternimal or whatever it was just yet another bus stop. buttt! we suddenly realised where we were at- right opposite the bus stop we've hopped on. omg i swear, you should've seen our faces okay. we looked like, IDIOTS!=.= hahhha okay so we followed everyone else &amp;amp; got down, laughing our heads off at OURSELVES as we walked back to the train station-.- as we finally learnt not to kid with the public transport of s'pore anymore we took the train back to city hall. aim was to walk to esplanade, but due to tiredness &amp;amp; stress from earlier on, we settled in new york new york to have lunch+dinner. we totally saw the flip flip menu &amp;amp; got over-excited over food cos we ordered one dish from each section &amp;amp; the waitress totally stared at us like O.o?! haha yeah like that. our plan was to eat &amp;amp; rest for a little before going to esplanade but in the end we ended up having a 10-ppl-servings feast &amp;amp; we were oh-so-happy when the food came okayy we totally had Damn-Satisfied look on our faces &amp;amp; we burst out laughing at each other's facial expression not knowing it looked the same on our own. HAHA. &amp;amp; while eating we started a true-history-talk &amp;amp; OMG, we found out So Many Things. i totally found out Damn Alot of things i've not known &amp;amp; it's really, really, wow, i can only say, surprising &amp;amp; shocking yo. but it's alr over &amp;amp; all in the past so, let it be. we weren't even halfway through the conver but we were done with food &amp;amp; the place was kinda chasing us out by asking a cillion times what else we'd like to order-.- HAHA so after super sinful dessert, (deep fried mars bar) we waved goodbye to diets &amp;amp; realised we've had that meal for almost 3 hours. HAHAH. by the time we wanted to head over to esplanade mom started being crazy &amp;amp; we were freak lazy too so we left. hahha what a day right. but generally, the two idiots had fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs(20th), met g in town &amp;amp; headed to sentec to find dee. had a fun &amp;amp; very laughable time all day &amp;amp; dinner at new york! (yes, again! HAHHA) &amp;amp; i was telling dee abt the gay guy there, so i pointed at him to dee, he turned ard &amp;amp; dee &amp;amp; i hurry hid our faces with the menu, &amp;amp; he spotted g so he winked at her. HAHAHAHHAHAHHA g was totally O.0?!?!?! and dee &amp;amp; i totally laughed till we couldn't take it anymore. hahhha damn hilarious. then when we ordered, that same gay came over. when he started to speak, dee &amp;amp; i were totally not under any laughter-control &amp;amp; so g had to do all the polite talking &amp;amp; ordering while we both almost died trying to laugh w/o a sound. hahahha how retarded la yes i know. after dinner we finally went over to esplanade rooftop &amp;amp; totally went crazy over there. with retarded posts &amp;amp; dee suck at acting emo-.- then we got tired so sat down had this longgggggg talk &amp;amp; felt better afterwards.? yeahh. omg before i forget, there were cockroaches!!! (DOUBLE YUCK) but dee chased them all away. yay. haha. then yadayada &amp;amp; left for home. dee got duper emo when we were parting cos it'l be 2 weeks plus before we'l see her again, she's going nz. :'( actually, she's already in nz right now. &amp;amp; dee got me the smell i've been searching for for a damn long time la! i realised why i've not found it, cos i've not looked at estee! but omg, in the end it really is esteee mannn. hahha pleasures intense, &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;okay hi dee who's in nz, take care yooooo, 2 weeks will pass really fast. don't emo la. we miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri(21st), spent the day talking to q abt stuffs. i swear i spend freak alot of time on this matter. hurr.sat(today), out in the morning with parents &amp;amp; will be out later with mom to complete the rest of the xmas shopping. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't actually believe i typed so much but i guess it's detailed enough la right? okay i take that as a yes la. (: HEHH. i'm having this very 'serious' talk with m right now-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights so i'm off, take care &amp;amp; byebye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-8844723484424922901?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/8844723484424922901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=8844723484424922901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8844723484424922901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8844723484424922901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#8844723484424922901' title='nineteen minutes.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R2zczrX0oLI/AAAAAAAAAIA/wC4AKHBav8I/s72-c/378445539_f3c0aeb80c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-6153572505690459142</id><published>2007-12-15T06:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T16:48:10.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEAVE IT.</title><content type='html'>i don't know if it's more of anger or frustration.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just very, irritated.&lt;br /&gt;whatever okay? whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have other things to worry about in case &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; wanna know,&lt;br /&gt;like for example my shoot tmr.&lt;br /&gt;it's freaking important to me cos of the nike ad&lt;br /&gt;which will most possibly not want me,&lt;br /&gt;but agency's wanting me to just go for a try so&lt;br /&gt;i'l have to work my best no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; should know that better than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in no mood to play this fighting game right now.&lt;br /&gt;or anytime in the future in that case.&lt;br /&gt;okay in the first place,&lt;br /&gt;i don't even wanna fight with you!&lt;br /&gt;don't you see it?&lt;br /&gt;rahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;nvm. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheng's going out for air.&lt;br /&gt;LEAVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-6153572505690459142?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/6153572505690459142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=6153572505690459142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6153572505690459142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6153572505690459142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#6153572505690459142' title='LEAVE IT.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7507957080936781795</id><published>2007-12-14T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T23:11:59.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fidget with the camera, &amp; pass me the cash.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R2Cn9Mp41WI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wJhsyrfntIA/s1600-h/dockdance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143295444267881826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R2Cn9Mp41WI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wJhsyrfntIA/s320/dockdance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;if you hurt, cry. if you rage, strike out. if you hope, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;get ready for a disappointment. it is how you choose to rmb.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; you disgust me out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright so i'm a part time model once again-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;first shooting's on saturday for the portfolio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; after which there's this nike shoot which i really really wanna go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it needs travelling to china &amp;amp; usa for shootings man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like, omg cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but! i don't think nike will want me:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay nvm i won't dream for it:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat's shooting will stretch for one whole day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which will very likely tire me out like crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's a total of 100+ photos to take &amp;amp; they told me to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;keep my skin in good condition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah sure &amp;amp; a pimple just popped out today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how wonderful-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really don't fancy modeling but my brain's filled with $$$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hurr okay plus the fact that i rather work than,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay nvm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shopping this afternoon cos i'm a happy girl. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; you're calling today yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos i can't rmb which is the alternate days alr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really have alot to complain abt :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you're willing to listen that is-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my showering patterns has been greatly disturbed lately-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; sei just made me a happier kid today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. okay i'm off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;* kiss kiss,&lt;/span&gt; take care &amp;amp; bye! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7507957080936781795?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7507957080936781795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7507957080936781795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7507957080936781795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7507957080936781795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#7507957080936781795' title='fidget with the camera, &amp; pass me the cash.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R2Cn9Mp41WI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wJhsyrfntIA/s72-c/dockdance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-2475401686995513330</id><published>2007-12-11T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T17:08:25.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lucid, shine.</title><content type='html'>hahaha. just when i've stopped looking for jobs,&lt;br /&gt;i'l be starting work tmr.?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i don't even know what i'l be doing or where i'l be working at.&lt;br /&gt;hahh, my job is so totally cool=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY, GAP SALE IS ON.&lt;br /&gt;woooo.&lt;br /&gt;let's see what i can find.&lt;br /&gt;dinner later, double yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd, there was OB reunion.&lt;br /&gt;towned then vivoed then left the OB guys&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; went back to town again for me &amp;amp; g &amp;amp; kho.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we played a game called,&lt;br /&gt;dare or dare.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;took turns to embarrass ourselves by doing retarded dares,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; were probabaly mistaken as mental patients most of the time-.-&lt;br /&gt;but whatever mans.&lt;br /&gt;i had to shout to the dustbin &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;kho had to catwalk down the road &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;g had to pose the YOYO pose,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; more.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;okay but generally, we had fun so there. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah &amp;amp; cousin L patched with sis in law!&lt;br /&gt;hahha, claps claps.&lt;br /&gt;yayyy i'm super excited for them la idk why-.-&lt;br /&gt;hahhhaha their happy ending, coolll.&lt;br /&gt;cousin L you'd better learn to treasure her now.&lt;br /&gt;okay not like you'l read this but yeahh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thanks for last night yo.&lt;br /&gt;you're always the best.&lt;br /&gt;or did i tell you that alr?&lt;br /&gt;hahha, even when i fell asleep on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i was the one reminding &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; not to do that-.-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for my nonsense speeches.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so guilty:/ hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-2475401686995513330?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/2475401686995513330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=2475401686995513330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2475401686995513330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2475401686995513330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2475401686995513330' title='lucid, shine.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-9067636310073322696</id><published>2007-12-08T07:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T15:07:43.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hero/heroine</title><content type='html'>30 days of night grossed me out&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the tattooist obviously have no storyline-.-&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand the ratings thank you.&lt;br /&gt;so erm hi people planning to watch these two shows, think twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess sale came on only after i bought all my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;totally =.=''&lt;br /&gt;so my plan now is to STOPPP shopping and wait.&lt;br /&gt;hahhha can window shop la but!&lt;br /&gt;must rmb not to bring card/cash when i'm out.&lt;br /&gt;hehh idiotic sales better hurry come.&lt;br /&gt;cheng wanna shopppppp. hurr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm giving up on finding jobs la totally not keen on it anymore-.-&lt;br /&gt;hahha anyways i'm busy with auto transmission vehicle training,&lt;br /&gt;aka driving trainings.&lt;br /&gt;hahha still have theory lessons &amp;amp; tests to go to&lt;br /&gt;oh my tiann i wanna pass them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been out everyday i miss using my com-.-&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah &amp;amp; the dinner on mon dee,&lt;br /&gt;you choose place ar i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;night town is pretty. (:&lt;br /&gt;nights are pretty too. (:&lt;br /&gt;generally, i'm a happy kid. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey youuu!&lt;br /&gt;my ear's gonna die from radiations soon.&lt;br /&gt;hahhah kidding la.&lt;br /&gt;sorry abt last last night yeah.&lt;br /&gt;tantrum. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current songs,&lt;br /&gt;pieces- sum 41&lt;br /&gt;kiss kiss- chris brown ft. t-pain&lt;br /&gt;bleeding love- leona lewis&lt;br /&gt;too close for comfort- mcfly&lt;br /&gt;shadow of the day- linkin park&lt;br /&gt;hero/heroine- boys like girls&lt;br /&gt;about you now- sugababes&lt;br /&gt;apologize- one republic (original)&lt;br /&gt;25 minutes- michael learns to rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights i'm off,&lt;br /&gt;take care &amp;amp; byeee &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-9067636310073322696?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/9067636310073322696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=9067636310073322696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/9067636310073322696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/9067636310073322696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#9067636310073322696' title='hero/heroine'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-3660586438386387105</id><published>2007-12-01T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:16:48.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for all you know,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R0_UzAOY44I/AAAAAAAAAHI/0dPr2nOWqZU/s1600-R/cry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138559672551793538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R0_UzAOY44I/AAAAAAAAAHI/IThPgDxCVkQ/s320/cry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; teardrops, they keep visiting. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess i'm in absolutely no position to say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after all i've said to you, i think all's crystal clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but there's this clutch on my heart making it harder to breath;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyday, every minute, every second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow, everything i do reminds me of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you were too good to be true,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i just can't match up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you were always there when i needed you, you never got tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you never turned away, you never left me alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you were different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but instead i went to push you away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos i was so scared we'd get hurt in the end, like every other r/s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i didn't realise you'd hurt, right now, right this minute, right this second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; now it's hurting me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not sure if this is all guilt, taking over me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but all i know right now is, i miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more than you'd ever know, i miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;more than i've ever expected, i miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a month ago, this day had been great for me somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but right now, i just wanna hear your voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not sure if i'm making the right decision posting these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk how things will go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i'm wrong to let you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i still don't know how i feel abt you really, this i have to admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i know when you're here, i feel like, like i can lean on sth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you're not here, i don't feel so fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough said, anyways i hope you're good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;idk why my tagboard's failing on me-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reply tags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;g: got it all out. &amp;amp; i still feel so :/ but thanks g. hurr. i can't wait for sat. (((: hurr. &amp;amp; how did you get my password right?! omgg. yeah they make me happy. (: thanks woman. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jimmy: thanks there! HAHA only currently la but i'm not an emo kid okayy. don't get it wrong. hurr. yeah the song's not badd! xie xie ni. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-3660586438386387105?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/3660586438386387105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=3660586438386387105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3660586438386387105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3660586438386387105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#3660586438386387105' title='for all you know,'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R0_UzAOY44I/AAAAAAAAAHI/IThPgDxCVkQ/s72-c/cry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7231485877258513860</id><published>2007-11-29T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T19:56:05.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;blog invasion dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who said i cant get your password right man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah well.cheer up C(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you said it yourself, there's really no point thinking too much is there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;noooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R06oggOY43I/AAAAAAAAAHA/DZtlws9ulSo/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138229501235880818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R06oggOY43I/AAAAAAAAAHA/DZtlws9ulSo/s200/rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bu yao bu kai xin zhi dao ma?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;g&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7231485877258513860?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7231485877258513860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7231485877258513860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7231485877258513860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7231485877258513860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#7231485877258513860' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R06oggOY43I/AAAAAAAAAHA/DZtlws9ulSo/s72-c/rainbow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-5840338075415368145</id><published>2007-11-29T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T17:28:10.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too close for comfort.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R00jBgOY4yI/AAAAAAAAAGY/r2luXDPoA5E/s1600-h/o-ps018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137801258636731170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R00jBgOY4yI/AAAAAAAAAGY/r2luXDPoA5E/s320/o-ps018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mj got high with my shades-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R00jBwOY4zI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2sl7OOBOC34/s1600-h/o-ps019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137801262931698482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R00jBwOY4zI/AAAAAAAAAGg/2sl7OOBOC34/s320/o-ps019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sexy lady, cover me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R00jCQOY40I/AAAAAAAAAGo/VPp3lfWDqI8/s1600-h/o-ps021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137801271521633090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R00jCQOY40I/AAAAAAAAAGo/VPp3lfWDqI8/s320/o-ps021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hide &amp;amp; don't seek. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R00jCgOY41I/AAAAAAAAAGw/X7B1LlouNco/s1600-h/o-ps017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137801275816600402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R00jCgOY41I/AAAAAAAAAGw/X7B1LlouNco/s320/o-ps017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was really annoyed-.- hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R00jCwOY42I/AAAAAAAAAG4/xOGNNaE6kMY/s1600-h/o-ps022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137801280111567714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R00jCwOY42I/AAAAAAAAAG4/xOGNNaE6kMY/s320/o-ps022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;right so i've caught some movies- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;enchanted, beowulf &amp;amp; fred claus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;someone pls explain to me the ending of beowulf thank you very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahh jolie is totally sizzling yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; enchanted got me laughing for 2 whole hours my stomach ached like abc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fred claus was just totally lame-ly retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hurr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;out with g &amp;amp; sei &amp;amp; mj &amp;amp; m &amp;amp; yadayada &amp;amp; so on so on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; i had some shopping trips- double yay (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh &amp;amp; i still haven't found a job yet-.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahh see the slow progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've a feeling i'l just be wasting the damn holidays away la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tskkk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no no cannot if i can't find a job i shall go for some course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm excellent idea yes? yeah totally. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;upcoming-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;30 days of night, brats &amp;amp; the tattooist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in which two of them are horror shows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;surprised? i am too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; you said, you're not sure how much is the right amount to give, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so you'l just keep giving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you asked, why don't i try to give others a chance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now i know the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos i know it'l end up hurting everyone, cos maybe, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe you're too good for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know how to speak up to tell you this,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i think it's better you know now than later.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really, really, really enjoy your company.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i really really really appreciate it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but don't you think it's best we remain as friends?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos friends, can never scar each other's heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope after you read this, if you even know this is to you-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'd really think about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;y'know, i've not cried for someone else in a while.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but last night, when i thought of you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i couldn't hold back the tears:/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just can't hold you on like that anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;first, i don't even know how much i can trust in your words &amp;amp; says.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;second, i need to stop hiding &amp;amp; pushing my thoughts away &amp;amp; be selfish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not fair to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;want&lt;/strong&gt; it to be fair to you, do you understand?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want you to know what exactly you are doing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i want you, to clear your head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't want you to waste your time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i know that there won't be any outcome, for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so there, finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;do you hate me now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seriously, i don't want to lose a friend, but if it's hard for you to face me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then go ahead &amp;amp; ignore me for the rest of my lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wish you well, you've really been the bestmate ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it'l be difficult to maybe not hear your voice around &amp;amp; all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i'l respect your decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; lastly, i'm so, so, so very sorry. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;totally not in any mood right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm off to, idk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;goodbye.&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/20247723-5840338075415368145?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/5840338075415368145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=5840338075415368145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5840338075415368145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5840338075415368145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#5840338075415368145' title='too close for comfort.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R00jBgOY4yI/AAAAAAAAAGY/r2luXDPoA5E/s72-c/o-ps018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-3906850288420182718</id><published>2007-11-24T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T20:50:51.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's okay if you hate me:/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R0bKLAOY4xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/H-VGWTNxfG4/s1600-h/449661282_16db8c54ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136014715450352402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R0bKLAOY4xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/H-VGWTNxfG4/s320/449661282_16db8c54ed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'who are you thinking of right now?'&lt;br /&gt;'if you believe me, which is up to you, but i'm telling you it's the truth- no one.'&lt;br /&gt;'yeah? fine. are you okay? are you sick? did you see the doctor?'&lt;br /&gt;'no la. i'm fine. totally alright.'&lt;br /&gt;'hmmm. you sound like you've sth to tell me.'&lt;br /&gt;'wellllll...y'know, actually-'&lt;br /&gt;'what's wrong?'&lt;br /&gt;'hmmm.. aiyah it's nothing la. ignore it. hahh'&lt;br /&gt;'say-.-'&lt;br /&gt;'gosh don't talk like that pls. it's really nothing. tian it's late we should sleep! nighttttts!'&lt;br /&gt;'......'&lt;br /&gt;'eh. ehhhhhhhhhh!'&lt;br /&gt;'are you tired?'&lt;br /&gt;'hai. honestly, yes. i had a long day. sorry mans:/'&lt;br /&gt;'okay okay, go get some sleep yeah? sweet dreams sexy.'&lt;br /&gt;'ha. ha. very funny-.- you too.'&lt;br /&gt;'i'm serious. (:'&lt;br /&gt;'nights la-.- talk so much-.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so being me, i couldn't get out what i wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;so now how?&lt;br /&gt;how how?&lt;br /&gt;i wanna work, as fast as possible.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna reach home at 12 midnight everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be too busy for it all.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really selfish, &amp;amp; i hate myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;i might very likely be just using you y'know, even i myself isn't sure.&lt;br /&gt;so why should you, how could you.?&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to go through it all again,&lt;br /&gt;or to have you go through what i went through.&lt;br /&gt;it's horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I really didn’t expect things to go down this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for always making me laugh, for cheering me up when i'm down, for making my day, for all your little surprises, for listening to all my nonsense, for always being there when i cry, when i most needed someone, for doing everything for me.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm afraid i can't, &amp;amp; it's got nothing to do with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you get it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god i ought to be shot, right about now :(&lt;br /&gt;i'm not feeling very fantastic, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off, to maybe commit suicide-.=&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-3906850288420182718?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/3906850288420182718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=3906850288420182718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3906850288420182718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3906850288420182718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#3906850288420182718' title='it&apos;s okay if you hate me:/'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R0bKLAOY4xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/H-VGWTNxfG4/s72-c/449661282_16db8c54ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-6064021877010779661</id><published>2007-11-23T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T21:42:27.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another.?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R0WFtAOY4wI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yqko0EBC2Ag/s1600-h/1561765016_725933809d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135657958286877442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R0WFtAOY4wI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yqko0EBC2Ag/s400/1561765016_725933809d_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HI THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn tired now due to&lt;br /&gt;towning with g for the whole freaking day,&lt;br /&gt;walking ard &amp;amp; ard &amp;amp; shopping like nobody's business=.=&lt;br /&gt;but!&lt;br /&gt;i'm generally HAPPY cos we were totally laughing like nobody's business as well.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhah &amp;amp; i swear g is super HORRIBLE okayyy!&lt;br /&gt;hurrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we went job-hunting &amp;amp; g got malu-ed a million times&lt;br /&gt;cos i kept making her ask everything AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so we've got some applications in &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;we'l stay home &amp;amp; wait for their notices.&lt;br /&gt;hehh we really hope we can get that job at ____!&lt;br /&gt;i'l pray real hard,&lt;br /&gt;call us, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;we don't really mind the pay la the main thing is,&lt;br /&gt;the fact that we'l be working.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha yeah a bit failure la but eh,&lt;br /&gt;it's our first job &amp;amp; we're excited. :x&lt;br /&gt;hurrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'l be posting for g in a minute-.-&lt;br /&gt;hahahha this is so retarded la that lazy thing-.-&lt;br /&gt;impossible. hurr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting dee for lunch tmr. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair's been growing really fast&lt;br /&gt;it's like really, really, really long.&lt;br /&gt;mom says it's bcos i don't use my brains much.&lt;br /&gt;totally nonsense la-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i talked almost the whole night last night &amp;amp; slept from 5-10.?&lt;br /&gt;i've been sleeping real late since these few days due to late night calls&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; sth's here which i don't think is what i want,&lt;br /&gt;but i don't really know what to do, or even what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i really shouldn't get myself invovled in yet another-&lt;br /&gt;RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;i'm freaking bloody irritated with myself la.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT, IS, MY, PROBLEM?!&lt;br /&gt;oh god &amp;amp; it's another decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off, to think &amp;amp; work out a way://&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-6064021877010779661?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/6064021877010779661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=6064021877010779661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6064021877010779661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6064021877010779661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#6064021877010779661' title='another.?'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R0WFtAOY4wI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yqko0EBC2Ag/s72-c/1561765016_725933809d_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-2612172994098571559</id><published>2007-11-20T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T20:40:29.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>covered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R0F_RQOY4vI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jaKIR2vBvO4/s1600-h/z57081955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134524984568898290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R0F_RQOY4vI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jaKIR2vBvO4/s320/z57081955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OKAY so i totally just posted for g,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now it's back to my own blog-.-&lt;br /&gt;ahahha.&lt;br /&gt;alrights so there are a few changes-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly i &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; not be flying anymore cos dad's kinda wanting to stay here instead. ((:&lt;br /&gt;not confirmedd but okay i'm crossing my fingers, hurr!&lt;br /&gt;secondly school's postings will be submitted soon,&lt;br /&gt;i'l probably end up in cj for first month.&lt;br /&gt;okay god bless let me like it there:/&lt;br /&gt;thirddddddlyyyyy, i'm looking for a job to earn extra $$$&lt;br /&gt;hahha yes yes &amp;amp; i don't wanna do part time modelling cos,&lt;br /&gt;i just don't wanna feel like a clothes hanger-.-&lt;br /&gt;(uh sorry models:/)&lt;br /&gt;though it's quite interesting to do shots &amp;amp; you earn quite abit.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights so me &amp;amp; g are planning to get a very ideal job,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; here's our short &amp;amp; low criteria-&lt;br /&gt;1. good pay (:&lt;br /&gt;2. an easy job&lt;br /&gt;3. nearer to our houses (uh so best in town la)&lt;br /&gt;4. can slack that type.&lt;br /&gt;5. not tiring.&lt;br /&gt;6. not long hours.&lt;br /&gt;7. don't need brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;8. can take leaves.&lt;br /&gt;9. must be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;10. can have worker's discount. (AHAHA BEST!:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i just posted this list on both our blogs-.-&lt;br /&gt;hahahha so yeah anyone has got any suggestions,&lt;br /&gt;or recommendations,&lt;br /&gt;please text me or g.&lt;br /&gt;greatly appreciated &amp;amp; God blessssss! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurr!&lt;br /&gt;so i'm currently very busy with a few things-&lt;br /&gt;i'm still on k dramas, i'm reading this very fantastic book,&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking out for the darling psp that i really really want,&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking for a job, &amp;amp; i'm busy when i'm at home playing cards with mom.&lt;br /&gt;she's a complete loser at it, AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying my best not to gain so much weight,&lt;br /&gt;i'm wanting to go for this course,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; believe it or not,&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to EXERCISE(:O)&lt;br /&gt;cos i really need to burn the stuffs in my body:/&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; most of all, i love shopping &amp;amp; movie trips. (:&lt;br /&gt;hehhheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights so i'm off to, spend time with KD. (:&lt;br /&gt;muacks, take care &amp;amp; byeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-2612172994098571559?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/2612172994098571559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=2612172994098571559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2612172994098571559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2612172994098571559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#2612172994098571559' title='covered.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/R0F_RQOY4vI/AAAAAAAAAGA/jaKIR2vBvO4/s72-c/z57081955.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-1228254235702235998</id><published>2007-11-19T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T18:33:13.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything comes to an end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rz-uVQOY4qI/AAAAAAAAAFY/0IlvDYPB-wQ/s1600-h/fccmj(1.).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134013780381459106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rz-uVQOY4qI/AAAAAAAAAFY/0IlvDYPB-wQ/s320/fccmj(1.).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rz-uVgOY4rI/AAAAAAAAAFg/E2Bwb1U7dxY/s1600-h/fccmj(2.).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134013784676426418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rz-uVgOY4rI/AAAAAAAAAFg/E2Bwb1U7dxY/s320/fccmj(2.).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rz-uWAOY4sI/AAAAAAAAAFo/463qDC22ezw/s1600-h/fccmj(3.).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134013793266361026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rz-uWAOY4sI/AAAAAAAAAFo/463qDC22ezw/s320/fccmj(3.).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rz-uWQOY4tI/AAAAAAAAAFw/WVUdoTCPWSw/s1600-h/fccmj(4.).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134013797561328338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rz-uWQOY4tI/AAAAAAAAAFw/WVUdoTCPWSw/s320/fccmj(4.).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rz-uWQOY4uI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ViPSO2hTwf4/s1600-h/fccmj(6.).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;from days ago i can't really rmb which day but yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so Os is over &amp;amp; so is grad's day &amp;amp; prom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so everything has officially ended &amp;amp; there's gonna be a new start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;individuals who need to take their own journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sounds familiar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was catching up with yan online the other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; she totally made me laugh and cry all at once-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay idk what else to say my mind's blank from lack of sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to dee's korean dramas-.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm off, take care &amp;amp; bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;it's when i tell myself everyday that i don't give a damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;when i hear songs &amp;amp; agrees that hard love is best let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;when i keep myself so busy &amp;amp; tired in the day i collapse onto the bed every night with my brain too worked out to think abt anything anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;when i catch up with loved ones &amp;amp; feel so contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;when i finishes one thick dairy book almost every week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;when ppl tell me things that only make me think how right my decision had been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;when i brainwash heartaches away, when i tell myself it doesn't hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;when tears come with k dramas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;i'm still in search, but i think this should be the right way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;i'm not saying it's not tough, just that i'm getting too used to it, &amp;amp; i'm strong enough to live up to my own decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;cos i know how it's better this way, cos i've learnt to be rationalistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-1228254235702235998?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/1228254235702235998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=1228254235702235998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1228254235702235998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1228254235702235998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1228254235702235998' title='everything comes to an end.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rz-uVQOY4qI/AAAAAAAAAFY/0IlvDYPB-wQ/s72-c/fccmj(1.).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-1291306260354497597</id><published>2007-11-12T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T19:11:43.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the unexpected &amp; laughables.</title><content type='html'>I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;KHO RUIWEI IS OHMY TIAN FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; SHE MEETS THE WEIRDEST PEOPLE ON PLANET EARTH.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'byebye jiejieeeee! love love!'&lt;br /&gt;'i begging for ______ mah that's why delay until so long.'&lt;br /&gt;'shhh, don't tell anyone.'&lt;br /&gt;'plsss.... i very bored lehhhh.' :'(((&lt;br /&gt;HAHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;duper classic sentences &amp;amp; more. omgg. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;okayokay shh, inside joke. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i totally laughed till i cried yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;it's freaking omg O.O"'&lt;br /&gt;the way she started telling me was like,&lt;br /&gt;kho: CHENG! i don't know if i should laugh or cry.&lt;br /&gt;hahhah so crazy right.&lt;br /&gt;hahhahhahha. totally mans.&lt;br /&gt;kho, relax. we'l take revenge &amp;amp; have fun, alrights?&lt;br /&gt;i bet we'l laugh so much our stomach might give way.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhh. (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so met up with mj &amp;amp; jess yesterday. (:&lt;br /&gt;strolling around town &amp;amp; they were having some 'spot the heros' thingy at cine.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; mj was totally &lt;em&gt;ecstatic&lt;/em&gt; about it hahhahh.&lt;br /&gt;so we had to scan the whole of cine to find those five heros ppl who were not exactly very hard to find la thank God-.-&lt;br /&gt;they looked so out of place only idiots won't be able to spot them pls-.-&lt;br /&gt;plus, idk what's the outcome can they weren't even moving la.&lt;br /&gt;hahha so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;like that anyone could have collected the posters &amp;amp; whatever they were giving.&lt;br /&gt;hahh why didn't they just give them out to any passers-by la.&lt;br /&gt;mean the same anyways-.=&lt;br /&gt;hahhahhahha oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; there was this free hairstyle-ing thingy outside cine&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe there were actually so many ppl in queue mans.&lt;br /&gt;the small van looked like it's gonna burst any second.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;shop shop but didn't buy anything wasn't in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel fat:/&lt;br /&gt;i've gained weight:/&lt;br /&gt;humphf.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so smart cheng decided to walk from hereen all the way to far east to meet mom &amp;amp; dad after i left mj.&lt;br /&gt;i know, not exactly very long d but aiyah, at least i walked-.-&lt;br /&gt;was hoping the walk could burn some stuff in my body-.-&lt;br /&gt;hurhurr.&lt;br /&gt;then waited for a villion years for parents la they were &lt;em&gt;late&lt;/em&gt;, tskkk.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm since mom wanted to bring me shopping i was generous enough to forgive &amp;amp; forget.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHH.&lt;br /&gt;guess where mom's perfect shopping destiny was?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, vivo-.=&lt;br /&gt;give the girl a prizeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;aye well but shopped all the same.&lt;br /&gt;shopping with dad is totally fantastic. (:&lt;br /&gt;when i try sth on &amp;amp; mom doesn't like it,&lt;br /&gt;i just need to look (very sadly) at dad, and DING!&lt;br /&gt;strike it off the shopping list.&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom's growing to like vivo &lt;em&gt;alot&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;used to be,&lt;br /&gt;mom: let's go to vivo today for a change, i'm sick of taka &amp;amp; town.&lt;br /&gt;cheng: err then let's stay home. (:&lt;br /&gt;mom: fine town-.-&lt;br /&gt;but now, since dad's here,&lt;br /&gt;mom: let's go to vivo today for shopping. (turns to dad): aren't you sick of shopping in town too?&lt;br /&gt;dad: anything, vivo's new right?&lt;br /&gt;cheng: err yeah but not nice to go one la.&lt;br /&gt;mom: who sayy! &lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt; like it there, i'm sure your dad too, (turns to dad) righttt?&lt;br /&gt;dad: (never &lt;em&gt;cares&lt;/em&gt; abt where mom &amp;amp; i shop at) anything, vivo then since you like it. (:&lt;br /&gt;mom: okayy! (:&lt;br /&gt;cheng: ! (grumbles) :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT FANTASTIC, AT ALL-.-&lt;br /&gt;hurr!&lt;br /&gt;okays i'm off to, call Cousin L for updates on sis-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to buggggggggg him like abc until he give me an excellent reason why he ain't trying a patch.&lt;br /&gt;humphf!&lt;br /&gt;hahahha wish me luck yo.&lt;br /&gt;take care &amp;amp; byeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-1291306260354497597?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/1291306260354497597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=1291306260354497597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1291306260354497597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1291306260354497597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1291306260354497597' title='the unexpected &amp; laughables.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-1501262168961174673</id><published>2007-11-11T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T12:55:40.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're empty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;meant to go out yesterday but didn't. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Cousin L called! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;after a cillion years like, omg finally! hurr!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we had a 3 hour plus longgggg chat to catch up with each other's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheng: i misssssssssss youuuu! :'(&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: haha yeah &amp;amp; you didn't bother calling me the whole of october?-.-&lt;br /&gt;cheng: but you didn't call toooooooo! :'(&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: aiyah. but bball captain gets busy at times mah(x&lt;br /&gt;cheng: -.-proud idiott. so you have bball don't care abt me anymore right! tskkk. hahha. oh so how's it going with my future sis-in-law? ((x&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: emmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;cheng: omg no don't tell me..&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: yeah. :/&lt;br /&gt;cheng: how come! she was niceeeee! she took me shopping ehh!&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: -.= you're only saying she's nice cos she bought you that whole shopping package idiott-.-&lt;br /&gt;cheng: absolutely Not. she's nice &amp;amp; pretty &amp;amp; tall &amp;amp; your type &amp;amp; everything you wanted &amp;amp; best thing that's ever happened to you, right? at least that's what you told me the last time-.-&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: yeah but you see, best thing ever, can hurt you the most too.&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: she ended it though. i think i can understand how she feels. even if she didn't say a word. haii. it's alright you won't understand la. wait till a few years later when you experience it yourself. then you'l know how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;cheng: who said i don't-.-&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: aiyah your that pri sch r/s doesn't count la! -.-&lt;br /&gt;cheng: i also know-.-&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: !! what's up with my little sis huh?&lt;br /&gt;cheng: -.- don't act big. you're only 1 year plus older-.-&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: hahha so which lucky guy was it? hurry hurry.&lt;br /&gt;cheng: hahhhha. did i say anything? no right-.- don't be an idiot la-.-&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: ehh hurry tell me! haha. i tell you Everything okay. every girl. so it's only fair you tell me abt that guy. (:&lt;br /&gt;cheng: DON'T HAVE LA-.- lie to you also got no money-.-&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: ohh so broke already huh? are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;cheng: HAHHA you're the biggest moron ever. continue with your own fairytale la thank you-.-&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: hai alrights then. tell me when you're ready to. you know you will. (: but get over him if he's not worth it. i'm sure he's not all That great. need me to beat him up just say. i'l bring the whole bball team over. (:&lt;br /&gt;cheng: HAHHA if there even Is a he, then we talk-.-&lt;br /&gt;Cousin L: you know it bestt. (:&lt;br /&gt;cheng: han na han na-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin is an idiot-.-&lt;br /&gt;hahha the biggest one i've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;i've realised there're many idiots around me.&lt;br /&gt;hahha no wonder i'm turning into one too! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh i still need to go shopping la-.-&lt;br /&gt;prom stuff,&lt;br /&gt;AIYOH i'm so lazy.&lt;br /&gt;hurr!&lt;br /&gt;omg this winter when i fly back, no one will buy me free stuff anymore!&lt;br /&gt;:(((((((&lt;br /&gt;hahh Cousin L hurry patch back with my sis-in-law leh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you stillllllll loveeeeeee herrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;right? right! you guys belong tgt laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday still have papers,&lt;br /&gt;but it feels like O's is over.&lt;br /&gt;how to settle down to study now la-.-&lt;br /&gt;tskkk.&lt;br /&gt;haiya cannot cannot.&lt;br /&gt;have to do well.&lt;br /&gt;rahh! omg stress again?!&lt;br /&gt;TIAN AR.&lt;br /&gt;brainwash me-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs:&lt;br /&gt;sth that i already know-bsb&lt;br /&gt;never had a dream come true- S Club 7 (omg old!:O)&lt;br /&gt;empty- the click five&lt;br /&gt;time after time- quietdrive&lt;br /&gt;the heart never lies- McFly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to, emo-.- HAHHA KIDDING LA.&lt;br /&gt;to watch my beloved shows. (:&lt;br /&gt;take care &amp;amp; byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-1501262168961174673?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/1501262168961174673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=1501262168961174673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1501262168961174673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1501262168961174673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1501262168961174673' title='we&apos;re empty.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-2122197329891968339</id><published>2007-11-08T07:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T15:20:50.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tattoo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RzFkqOO5HmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YSMsZOwPhC4/s1600-h/16135608_f60fb6edd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129992127089548898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RzFkqOO5HmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YSMsZOwPhC4/s320/16135608_f60fb6edd5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;towning with sei (:&lt;br /&gt;watched the game plan, shopped.&lt;br /&gt;such a retarded &amp;amp; LONG show :D&lt;br /&gt;hurr two hours of freezing=.=&lt;br /&gt;hahhha oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes &amp;amp; sei is totally an IDIOT i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;we went dong dong &amp;amp; she took a million years to choose her machine &amp;amp; finally put her coins inside, turned &amp;amp; waited,&lt;br /&gt;but nothing came out.&lt;br /&gt;so we were saying eh how come so weird &amp;amp; started to check check the dong machine &amp;amp; realised-&lt;br /&gt;the machine was empty!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHH i laughed like abc la so funny okayy!&lt;br /&gt;then then we walked out waiting for the traffic light,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the light just turned red.&lt;br /&gt;so obviously the opposite light turned green right,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; sei started crossing the road?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;i was omg shocked so i hurry hurry pulled her back just before one car bang her down &amp;amp; she says:&lt;br /&gt;huhh but the light's greeennnnnnn!!! D:&lt;br /&gt;cheng: sei our light is red you idiott! D:&lt;br /&gt;sei: (points at opposite light) BUTTTT THAT'SSSS GREEEEENNN! D':&lt;br /&gt;cheng: 0.0 !&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;seiyu is an Complete Idiot i tell you-.-&lt;br /&gt;hurr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,&lt;br /&gt;morning daddy came back!&lt;br /&gt;surprise surprise! (:&lt;br /&gt;so we've been spending much of time tgt &amp;amp; to patch up our fights,&lt;br /&gt;(he flew in cos he wanted to patch up with me first before it gets tough &amp;amp; tense when i fly over!)&lt;br /&gt;did i say i'm a good daughter &amp;amp; i love my daddy?&lt;br /&gt;cos i am proud to be one &amp;amp; yes i really do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much of life's looking up,&lt;br /&gt;i'l just keep my head up high &amp;amp; be happy.&lt;br /&gt;That’s the me i’ve got to be. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ops, going out soon.&lt;br /&gt;i'm off, take care &amp;amp; byeebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;left just an impression; but keep it in &amp;amp; promise to never forget.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-2122197329891968339?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/2122197329891968339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=2122197329891968339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2122197329891968339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2122197329891968339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#2122197329891968339' title='tattoo.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RzFkqOO5HmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/YSMsZOwPhC4/s72-c/16135608_f60fb6edd5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-18438330315538358</id><published>2007-11-06T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T20:53:12.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the brave one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Ry8MeOO5HkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WFiXQ94cqAM/s1600-h/1856515813_23bb0a865b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129332213954453058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Ry8MeOO5HkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WFiXQ94cqAM/s320/1856515813_23bb0a865b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week later and O's will be over.&lt;br /&gt;i have 3 more papers left. (:&lt;br /&gt;yes 3,&lt;br /&gt;only 3 &amp;amp; they're all paper 1s.&lt;br /&gt;hurr!&lt;br /&gt;stress free- i'm looking forward to you! (:&lt;br /&gt;shoppings &amp;amp; movie dates,&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scars, been there, through that, done that.&lt;br /&gt;disappointments are enough.&lt;br /&gt;not hate, not love, those are memories.&lt;br /&gt;but rmb to keep those promises,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;better this way, we're better off this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-18438330315538358?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/18438330315538358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=18438330315538358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/18438330315538358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/18438330315538358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#18438330315538358' title='the brave one.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Ry8MeOO5HkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/WFiXQ94cqAM/s72-c/1856515813_23bb0a865b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-1076501598014970906</id><published>2007-10-22T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T12:05:35.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random &amp; scattered.</title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; horoscope says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fanciful ideas and romantic wishes have been blooming inside your head. They're all so pretty ... and it's a waste that no one sees them but you. Today, the time is right to share them with a person who loves you the most. They really want to know more about what makes you tick, and they can tell that you've been working on something in your mind. Give them a glimpse of what you're thinking and their reaction will delight you -- and bring you closer together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm, hurr. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;stressed&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; i want a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;baby dog&lt;/span&gt; to hug :#&lt;br /&gt;tmr's the first paper.&lt;br /&gt;wish me &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;luck&lt;/span&gt; please, i need it :/&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'l be here till Os is over-&lt;br /&gt;unless really important matters.&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks, OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chemicals react, Aly &amp;amp; A.J. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ace Os.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for stress level to go down-.-&lt;br /&gt;i need &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i, don't wanna leave.?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;take loads of care, &amp;amp; byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-1076501598014970906?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/1076501598014970906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=1076501598014970906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1076501598014970906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1076501598014970906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#1076501598014970906' title='random &amp; scattered.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-3349227080815630170</id><published>2007-10-21T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T10:23:33.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all we've prepared for.</title><content type='html'>We cannot deny how we feel inside&lt;br /&gt;We cannot deny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you right, was I wrong&lt;br /&gt;Were you weak, was I strong&lt;br /&gt;Yeah - both of us broken&lt;br /&gt;Caught in a moment&lt;br /&gt;We lived so we loved&lt;br /&gt;So we hurt and we joked yeah&lt;br /&gt;But the planets all aligned&lt;br /&gt;When you looked into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And just like that&lt;br /&gt;The chemicals react&lt;br /&gt;The chemicals react&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaleidoscope of color's turnin'&lt;br /&gt;Hopes on fire, sun is burnin'&lt;br /&gt;Shining down on both of us&lt;br /&gt;Don't let us lose it&lt;br /&gt;Don't let us lose it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Chemicals react, Aly &amp;amp; A.J.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so stressed la-.=&lt;br /&gt;humphf.&lt;br /&gt;monday, monday, monday~&lt;br /&gt;time's gonna fly so fast.&lt;br /&gt;O's is starting-&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks &amp;amp; it'l end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i can't wait. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The Holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how great.&lt;br /&gt;after all, decisions have to be made-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care &amp;amp; bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-3349227080815630170?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/3349227080815630170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=3349227080815630170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3349227080815630170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3349227080815630170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3349227080815630170' title='all we&apos;ve prepared for.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7287488535105208321</id><published>2007-10-19T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T21:44:14.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inevitable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxdbCPlMUNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XSOOs6x8O_w/s1600-h/512145241_12077eb82a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122663195257622738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxdbCPlMUNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XSOOs6x8O_w/s320/512145241_12077eb82a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hello &amp;amp; i'm going for history tmr thanks to,&lt;br /&gt;Ms Desiree Chua Xiu Li.&lt;br /&gt;hahha i know you'd hate me for spelling out your name in full.&lt;br /&gt;but still,&lt;br /&gt;you owe me big time kid.&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST ONE.&lt;br /&gt;A- perfect &amp;amp; ideal&lt;br /&gt;B- most considerable&lt;br /&gt;C- not a bad choice&lt;br /&gt;D- room for improvement&lt;br /&gt;E- elimination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh this is what happens when we're bored.&lt;br /&gt;we come up with weird but creative (HAHA!) lists.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we think. (damn alot-.-)&lt;br /&gt;school today &amp;amp; i slept for abt 2 hours due to freaking bad headache,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my throat which is killing me- still:/&lt;br /&gt;but late afternoon it got better &amp;amp; everyone was just so retarded!&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes flu's here &amp;amp; fever's on it's way.&lt;br /&gt;y'know sometimes i just wanna die-.-&lt;br /&gt;hahha i'm not drama-ing la.&lt;br /&gt;if i die i won't need to suffer from the everyday things in life-&lt;br /&gt;cos i won't have one anymore-.-&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes &amp;amp; i want time after time by QUIETDRIVE.&lt;br /&gt;stop sending me ones by other singers yo!&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still need to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; i don't feel fantastic right now.&lt;br /&gt;sucker:/&lt;br /&gt;losing, disregarded, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;inevitable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i'm off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;take care &amp;amp; bye.&lt;/span&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/20247723-7287488535105208321?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7287488535105208321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7287488535105208321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7287488535105208321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7287488535105208321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7287488535105208321' title='inevitable'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxdbCPlMUNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XSOOs6x8O_w/s72-c/512145241_12077eb82a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-8272528759499301967</id><published>2007-10-18T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T07:53:19.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>put on your biggest smile-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxXpvflMUMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eiDCHxvAE-A/s1600-h/phone-d+023(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122257153344426178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxXpvflMUMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eiDCHxvAE-A/s320/phone-d+023(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a random photo to cheer up any sad souls (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs:&lt;br /&gt;empty- the click five&lt;br /&gt;say goodnight- the click five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Study&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-8272528759499301967?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/8272528759499301967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=8272528759499301967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8272528759499301967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8272528759499301967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8272528759499301967' title='put on your biggest smile-'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxXpvflMUMI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eiDCHxvAE-A/s72-c/phone-d+023(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-4768583512692964431</id><published>2007-10-17T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T08:00:03.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>above the noise;</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122087579445645474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxVPg_lMUKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CCQO8MGKidg/s320/829767760_b8aa543985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello &amp;amp; i'm here early in the morning-.-&lt;/div&gt;i'm omgosh sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;woke up from a bad bad dream.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yeah can't go back to sleep again-.-&lt;br /&gt;howwww expected.&lt;br /&gt;it's 709 AM.&lt;br /&gt;TIANN.&lt;br /&gt;what did i do to suffer from this lack lack lack of sleep huh.&lt;br /&gt;natural eyeshadows are building up.&lt;br /&gt;hello i dislike thattttttt.&lt;br /&gt;haiyerr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; horoscope says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships are fluid -- people are moving in and out of the center of your life all the time, whether you realize it or not. This drifting phenomena is continuing with a troubled friend, who seems farther away than ever. Let them continue on their own path and value what they gave you. Ultimately, you are all individuals who need to take their own journey. Is there someone you've lost touch with who you miss? Get in touch with them today -- even if it's just to say a final goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;individuals who need to take their own journey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's back to study time in school later.&lt;br /&gt;omgosh i still can't believe i'm up so early luhh.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like typing this &amp;amp; closing my eyes-&lt;br /&gt;but i can't fall asleep-.=&lt;br /&gt;HOW IRRITATING.&lt;br /&gt;tskk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha i keep listening to that korean song from the previousss post la.&lt;br /&gt;like at least 8-9 times everytime i'm online okayy.&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;don't you just think it's omgosh nice?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha wait until i find the translated lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;i bet it's another tears-dropping song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd,&lt;br /&gt;err screwed bio prac.?&lt;br /&gt;though phy &amp;amp; chem pracs were alright but bio?&lt;br /&gt;:///&lt;br /&gt;hurr which means theory must pull me up.&lt;br /&gt;how nice-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm posting such a random post.&lt;br /&gt;aiyer i ate so much ytd okay.&lt;br /&gt;i don't dare to weigh myself.&lt;br /&gt;later the weighing machine goes @#$%^*&lt;br /&gt;it'l be all my fault-.-&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay i guess this post is long enough &amp;amp; un-emo.&lt;br /&gt;unlike my lately emo-ish posts-.-&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to catch somemore sleep-&lt;br /&gt;if i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight &amp;amp; bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-4768583512692964431?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/4768583512692964431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=4768583512692964431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/4768583512692964431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/4768583512692964431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4768583512692964431' title='above the noise;'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxVPg_lMUKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CCQO8MGKidg/s72-c/829767760_b8aa543985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-2203187057642833574</id><published>2007-10-16T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:37:45.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's mine &amp; what belongs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxNQ7PlMUII/AAAAAAAAAEE/O_rxby2i49o/s1600-h/121027878_22f495bf79.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121526179975417986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxNQ7PlMUII/AAAAAAAAAEE/O_rxby2i49o/s320/121027878_22f495bf79.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm living my life for them.&lt;br /&gt;but it's not enough.&lt;br /&gt;i'm slowly losing it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm losing them still,&lt;br /&gt;even when my life's given up,&lt;br /&gt;just for them.&lt;br /&gt;but no they can't keep it cool.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not up to standard-&lt;br /&gt;only my life ain't enough.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not good enough to be,&lt;br /&gt;the perfect individual they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i owe them forever.&lt;br /&gt;i can never pay enough for myself.&lt;br /&gt;but what i can give won't satisfy.&lt;br /&gt;even when i've given my all.&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing them still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1,&lt;br /&gt;2,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; 3;&lt;br /&gt;the most important ones in my life.&lt;br /&gt;the ones who mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm slowly losing it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's left?&lt;br /&gt;what's mine?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; what belongs?&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/20247723-2203187057642833574?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/2203187057642833574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=2203187057642833574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2203187057642833574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2203187057642833574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2203187057642833574' title='what&apos;s mine &amp; what belongs?'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxNQ7PlMUII/AAAAAAAAAEE/O_rxby2i49o/s72-c/121027878_22f495bf79.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-3169359383697530151</id><published>2007-10-16T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T07:55:30.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxK5vflMUDI/AAAAAAAAADc/KhG441vZpNE/s1600-h/phone-d+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121359951856160818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxK5vflMUDI/AAAAAAAAADc/KhG441vZpNE/s320/phone-d+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i thought that pink was quite nice. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxK5vvlMUEI/AAAAAAAAADk/UuA1JpUhGzI/s1600-h/phone-d+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121359956151128130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxK5vvlMUEI/AAAAAAAAADk/UuA1JpUhGzI/s320/phone-d+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that's the one i wanted! but all 8s are soldout-.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxK5v_lMUFI/AAAAAAAAADs/hJtIDzRZerk/s1600-h/phone-d+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;those were from friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;monday-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we've 7 more days before first paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate fights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;esp with someone i don't usually fight with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you need to stop thinking abt things your own way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haven't you done enough to break me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;promises,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you're asking me for one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yet you've broken all of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what's expected of me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want to live my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;take care &amp;amp; bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-3169359383697530151?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/3169359383697530151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=3169359383697530151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3169359383697530151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3169359383697530151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3169359383697530151' title='broken promises'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxK5vflMUDI/AAAAAAAAADc/KhG441vZpNE/s72-c/phone-d+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-5701799557793594329</id><published>2007-10-15T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T17:19:39.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shh, let me be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y6UNZnabLII" width="350" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea abt the lyrics but-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's such a nice song to fall in love with.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreak- F.T Island.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-5701799557793594329?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/5701799557793594329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=5701799557793594329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5701799557793594329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5701799557793594329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5701799557793594329' title='shh, let me be.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-9008447889651802657</id><published>2007-10-14T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T13:25:34.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; what more can i say.?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxBVmflMT_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/QbUFKpiEMyY/s1600-h/207195466_61925ea57b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120686896121139186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxBVmflMT_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/QbUFKpiEMyY/s320/207195466_61925ea57b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;chaos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uncertainties,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;loneliness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hatred;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blame me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;does this help?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have it your way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-9008447889651802657?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/9008447889651802657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=9008447889651802657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/9008447889651802657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/9008447889651802657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#9008447889651802657' title='&amp; what more can i say.?'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RxBVmflMT_I/AAAAAAAAAC8/QbUFKpiEMyY/s72-c/207195466_61925ea57b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-3035045414299556571</id><published>2007-10-10T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:45:05.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poisonous candy floss-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RwudYVBD7bI/AAAAAAAAACU/lUdifXoDXaY/s1600-h/phone-d+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119358442720718258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RwudYVBD7bI/AAAAAAAAACU/lUdifXoDXaY/s320/phone-d+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RwudY1BD7cI/AAAAAAAAACc/6AXwwWY0Tok/s1600-h/phone-d+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119358451310652866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RwudY1BD7cI/AAAAAAAAACc/6AXwwWY0Tok/s320/phone-d+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RwudY1BD7dI/AAAAAAAAACk/BbBgSjeLlPc/s1600-h/phone-d+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119358451310652882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RwudY1BD7dI/AAAAAAAAACk/BbBgSjeLlPc/s320/phone-d+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i swear i'm a hardworking girl- look! it's chinese yo! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RwudZVBD7eI/AAAAAAAAACs/jV8uMEL4PbA/s1600-h/phone-d+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119358459900587490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RwudZVBD7eI/AAAAAAAAACs/jV8uMEL4PbA/s320/phone-d+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; mj claims this shot is well taken cos everything's in odd colours except for me? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RwudZ1BD7fI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xM3d1xc5HHI/s1600-h/phone-d+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119358468490522098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RwudZ1BD7fI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xM3d1xc5HHI/s320/phone-d+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it says, 'F?' (F for FCC) [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay so those were the pictures from sat &amp;amp; sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to gwc with mj for study sessions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;productive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm to a certain extent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHHA but we had fun so-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hurr (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mon was -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stayed in school till idk what time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;productive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aye certain extent la kay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;phy prac in the morning then quarrentined for 4 freaking hours-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lead to problems &amp;amp; problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but being cheng the great,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she solves all her problems within the shortest time &amp;amp; there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahhha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;stayed on to study-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;productive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today's study session was a totaly failure la-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tskk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tmr shall be productive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i promise myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that i'l carry out intense books-warming tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pray hard that i'l live up to it:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;amp; right now cheng's damn freak tired so she'l just be a good girl &amp;amp; go to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;goodnight &amp;amp; dream of me. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-3035045414299556571?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/3035045414299556571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=3035045414299556571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3035045414299556571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3035045414299556571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#3035045414299556571' title='poisonous candy floss-'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RwudYVBD7bI/AAAAAAAAACU/lUdifXoDXaY/s72-c/phone-d+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-6914205368769620054</id><published>2007-10-06T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T13:36:34.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, where's my life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rwcb_1BD7VI/AAAAAAAAABk/gViPUjf4qfg/s1600-h/th089375189037561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118090284907097426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rwcb_1BD7VI/AAAAAAAAABk/gViPUjf4qfg/s320/th089375189037561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hi &amp;amp; this is the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;next week onwards would be free-school-studying.&lt;br /&gt;hurr but i'l be going back almost everyday next week?&lt;br /&gt;hurr makes a diff-&lt;br /&gt;NOT-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've actually had not bad a day today until-&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; mom had to give me her 'adult talks'.&lt;br /&gt;okay same storyline every single time.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of saying &amp;amp; i guess you guys are tired of reading.&lt;br /&gt;hahha or maybe i'm just too lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;tmr shall test my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os is nearing.&lt;br /&gt;we've promised to do well.&lt;br /&gt;let's. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thanks for today.&lt;br /&gt;i mean it :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-6914205368769620054?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/6914205368769620054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=6914205368769620054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6914205368769620054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6914205368769620054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#6914205368769620054' title='hello, where&apos;s my life?'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rwcb_1BD7VI/AAAAAAAAABk/gViPUjf4qfg/s72-c/th089375189037561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-5802198824987665089</id><published>2007-10-01T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T22:49:52.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>300907</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rv-r2A4qbKI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z0hjZMs4f9I/s1600-h/380626512_dfef63bbfc_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115996646155119778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rv-r2A4qbKI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z0hjZMs4f9I/s320/380626512_dfef63bbfc_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hi &amp;amp; this is my 115th post on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i'm happy today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; that's all i needed. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-5802198824987665089?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/5802198824987665089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=5802198824987665089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5802198824987665089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5802198824987665089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5802198824987665089' title='300907'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rv-r2A4qbKI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z0hjZMs4f9I/s72-c/380626512_dfef63bbfc_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-8925819223062277291</id><published>2007-09-29T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T10:32:14.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the better i guess.</title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; horoscope says that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You not only have all the intense energy you will need to get something good started today, you'll have enough energy to finish everything up! Like the good organizer you are, you've done the work necessary -- now all you need to focus on is the follow-through. This won't take much time, so be prepared to have something to do with all the extra time you'll have in your day. Why not visit an old friend or relative who would love to hear all the details of your latest adventures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrrrrr i would really loveee to do thatt.&lt;br /&gt;but!&lt;br /&gt;i don't have the time la:/&lt;br /&gt;where got extra timee la aiyohh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET 16TH BIRTHDAY GRACE!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WO AI NI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so school's been ---&lt;br /&gt;church &amp;amp; candles.&lt;br /&gt;then WALKED all the way back to school-.-&lt;br /&gt;i melted under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;then the day passed on &amp;amp; practised walking (can you believe it-.-) again.&lt;br /&gt;chinese was cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i had stomach ache.&lt;br /&gt;tskk-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the pretty moon,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm happy today. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-8925819223062277291?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/8925819223062277291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=8925819223062277291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8925819223062277291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8925819223062277291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8925819223062277291' title='for the better i guess.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-8370204182792809987</id><published>2007-09-27T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T00:10:59.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; it'd be just like i said it'd be.</title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; horoscope says that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a business or school project, you will notice a big problem early in the day ... the good news is, you will have plenty of time to tackle it before the big deadline. Organize your approach and don't just pull apart everything and start over again. There are small adjustments you can make that will solve the problem, so take your time and don't rush things. In your private life, conflicts are starting to settle down today and it looks like everyone is back to loving each other again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;it's not true today.&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school &amp;amp; all i can rmb is papers &amp;amp; sleep &amp;amp; some talk.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we had to waste time to practise walking.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to fall asleep right there on the stage-.-&lt;br /&gt;smile,&lt;br /&gt;firm handshake,&lt;br /&gt;thank.&lt;br /&gt;what if there's a fall?&lt;br /&gt;hahhahhha.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes &amp;amp; happily ever after?!&lt;br /&gt;best theme ever yo-.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my legs are aching due to god knows why :(&lt;br /&gt;it's freaking painful la tiann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the moon is out tonight.&lt;br /&gt;so my decision's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight &amp;amp; bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-8370204182792809987?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/8370204182792809987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=8370204182792809987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8370204182792809987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8370204182792809987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8370204182792809987' title='&amp; it&apos;d be just like i said it&apos;d be.'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-8500694978247982660</id><published>2007-09-25T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T17:37:49.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hold on / let go?</title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; horoscope says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been giving someone the silent treatment? It won't do you much good ... you can't make your point unless you clearly communicate what you are feeling and what you need. People cannot read your mind. So get in touch and clear the air. If you are the one who is getting the silent treatment from someone else, reach out and check in with them. Find out if they are ready to talk. Approach things compassionately and with all your defenses down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay actually i'm glad i didn't send it yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'd really regret it today.&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;see la horoscope works okay-.-&lt;br /&gt;tskk.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; today's one is,&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh true?&lt;br /&gt;tian ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's been -&lt;br /&gt;soft ball-ed &amp;amp; i totally had no idea what i was doing la-.-&lt;br /&gt;they tell me:&lt;br /&gt;cheng very easy one, you just hit and run.&lt;br /&gt;-wow like i can even hit?!&lt;br /&gt;[the bat was so damned HEAVY-.-]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; then:&lt;br /&gt;cheng, just catch the ball, throw to any base, done.&lt;br /&gt;-but the ball just doesn't wanna stop rolling!&lt;br /&gt;tskk!&lt;br /&gt;i've never hated the sun more.&lt;br /&gt;urgh:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i'm really tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&amp;amp; i guess you can't read my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;just like how i can't read yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;we're not saying, at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;standing still &amp;amp; it's hard to breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;do you feel so too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i don't think it works this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-8500694978247982660?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/8500694978247982660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=8500694978247982660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8500694978247982660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8500694978247982660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8500694978247982660' title='hold on / let go?'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-3191542835702786782</id><published>2007-09-24T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T23:56:51.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talk &amp; fight</title><content type='html'>Before you let yourself get hot under the collar when something outrageous happens today, do yourself a favor and stop for a moment to review the situation. Things that affect you might not be meant to affect you, so don not take anything personally. Be objective, analytical and cautions -- listen to your conservative side today and don't let yourself get caught up in the heated emotions of the moment. Most importantly, do not do anything rash today that you might regret tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah well that's why i'm not sending it,&lt;br /&gt;yet.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know if i'l regret.&lt;br /&gt;guess i'l think about it for a bit first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything can be fine the first minute,&lt;br /&gt;and not the next.&lt;br /&gt;talk,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; fight.&lt;br /&gt;haiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't everyone just say it out.?&lt;br /&gt;P.S. everyone including me.&lt;br /&gt;i guess speech difficulties contribute alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi &amp;amp; i don't wish for now.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wish to feel so :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&amp;amp; i don't wish to complicate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i wish to simplify.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;goodnight &amp;amp; bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-3191542835702786782?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/3191542835702786782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=3191542835702786782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3191542835702786782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3191542835702786782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3191542835702786782' title='talk &amp; fight'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-3641533724381282162</id><published>2007-09-23T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T10:53:09.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; what happened to trust?</title><content type='html'>Not everything is going to go your way today -- but the things that need to happen are going to happen, so take some comfort in that. If this all sounds confusing, it will probably feel confusing ... so in order to keep yourself calm and collected today, learn how to accept. Bend and don't let anything or anyone get you too riled up. Don't be stiff with your ideas or rigid with your thinking. If you can roll with the punches, then you will never have to get into any power struggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;i anticipate what's coming-.-&lt;br /&gt;maybe more problems to screw my life further.&lt;br /&gt;but things can't get worse when it's already the worst can they?&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;my life's been screwed up by me myself &amp;amp; i.&lt;br /&gt;not anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's got their own problems.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it sucks to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need,&lt;br /&gt;1 mark to shift up emaths grade.&lt;br /&gt;2 marks to shift up chinese grade.&lt;br /&gt;3 marks to shift up english grade.&lt;br /&gt;i swear this sucks. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night studied yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;had a 'talk' which didn't make me feel too good.&lt;br /&gt;so much freaking guilt &amp;amp; idk what other bad feelings,&lt;br /&gt;all accumulated tgt.&lt;br /&gt;it's the first time these talks can actually get info out of me.&lt;br /&gt;i mean,&lt;br /&gt;i actually kinda &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to talk.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad it was one-to-one btw.&lt;br /&gt;contents sealed.&lt;br /&gt;pheww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi &amp;amp; last night's call got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made my decision.&lt;br /&gt;idk if it's right but,&lt;br /&gt;what's decided is decided.&lt;br /&gt;isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;now it's all down to if i can follow &amp;amp; stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;don't you just wish i could, too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-3641533724381282162?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/3641533724381282162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=3641533724381282162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3641533724381282162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3641533724381282162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3641533724381282162' title='&amp; what happened to trust?'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7450001859319055082</id><published>2007-09-21T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T10:54:02.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything i'm not</title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos the girl that you want,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she was tearing us apart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos she's everything, everything,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT &amp;amp; BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7450001859319055082?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7450001859319055082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7450001859319055082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7450001859319055082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7450001859319055082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7450001859319055082' title='everything i&apos;m not'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-949155122911692642</id><published>2007-09-20T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T23:34:09.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long ago &amp; far away. ?</title><content type='html'>daddy just went back.&lt;br /&gt;i'l have to learn once again to deal with things alone.&lt;br /&gt;hello &amp;amp; what happened to siblings?&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;will always be.&lt;br /&gt;wow great.&lt;br /&gt;just the thing i need right about now,&lt;br /&gt;NOT. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a wonderful nice hot sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;found ways to entertain life &amp;amp; waste time.&lt;br /&gt;came home dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so weak like i was gonna faint anytime-.-&lt;br /&gt;later on found out why.&lt;br /&gt;tskk.&lt;br /&gt;today's the 19th.&lt;br /&gt;it's late by 18 days yo.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder it's killing me now.&lt;br /&gt;TSK TSK TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i totally forgot what i wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;my stm is getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;oh welllllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;if the truth that you're after might just break your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;would you want the truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;or your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-949155122911692642?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/949155122911692642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=949155122911692642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/949155122911692642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/949155122911692642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#949155122911692642' title='long ago &amp; far away. ?'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-4328422187462964409</id><published>2007-09-17T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T19:39:10.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all the hurt we've learnt to hide so well</title><content type='html'>hi &amp;amp; blogger was being :/&lt;br /&gt;i've actually typed this bloody long post &amp;amp; it just DISAPPEARED.&lt;br /&gt;thanks very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today-&lt;br /&gt;lunch out with parents,&lt;br /&gt;then sentosa with them,&lt;br /&gt;dad's bright ideas-.-&lt;br /&gt;i swear i devote so much of my time to him when he's here okay.&lt;br /&gt;he'd better be glad.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't have much affection for sentosa but,&lt;br /&gt;dad.&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a good daughter i should win some award.&lt;br /&gt;don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;i kept texting though.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah what to do text seemed more interesting then sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;later on car-viewing trip.&lt;br /&gt;damn it i liked that car:/&lt;br /&gt;but my mission was to discourage dad-.-&lt;br /&gt;oh welllllls.&lt;br /&gt;came home,&lt;br /&gt;slept (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;tuitioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was such a cold day.&lt;br /&gt;i put a sweater on.&lt;br /&gt;rained last night &amp;amp; this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sleepless night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tskk.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when all those thoughts flood my brain.&lt;br /&gt;i know they won't do me good.&lt;br /&gt;but yet again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need to think it through.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sooner or later.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so i'd rather now.&lt;br /&gt;hope tonight some results show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one last night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current songs:&lt;br /&gt;the great escape- boys like girls&lt;br /&gt;leave out all the rest- linkin park&lt;br /&gt;i'l never stop- Nsync&lt;br /&gt;everytime- britney spears (omg this is old, but oh wells)&lt;br /&gt;jenny- the click five&lt;br /&gt;say goodnight- the click five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-4328422187462964409?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/4328422187462964409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=4328422187462964409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/4328422187462964409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/4328422187462964409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#4328422187462964409' title='all the hurt we&apos;ve learnt to hide so well'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-6472072942737519434</id><published>2007-09-16T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:32:43.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't be who you are</title><content type='html'>hi &amp;amp; i slept for only 4 hours plus yesterday due to my very own verbal diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;i've caught up the the recent news!&lt;br /&gt;aren't you proud of me?&lt;br /&gt;HURHURHURRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning-&lt;br /&gt;photoshoot in school followed by shopping with mom &amp;amp; dad.&lt;br /&gt;watch, chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;korean food, west coast yum yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now i'm hereee.&lt;br /&gt;later town-ing with parents again.&lt;br /&gt;i hate wearing my whites to go out la can.&lt;br /&gt;tskkk.&lt;br /&gt;look like bridesmaid!&lt;br /&gt;that's why i'm home to change.&lt;br /&gt;smart rightt.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello i'm sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;goodnightt(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoutout,&lt;br /&gt;kevin: HUR sometimes i'm online but just appearing off y'know. hahha. next time, try your luck kay. what's the problem?? whoa so exciting! HAHH. hurry tell me. hahhahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-6472072942737519434?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/6472072942737519434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=6472072942737519434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6472072942737519434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6472072942737519434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6472072942737519434' title='i can&apos;t be who you are'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-152936579151113415</id><published>2007-09-13T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:37:15.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's got to be more to life</title><content type='html'>HELLO THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm supposed to study today?&lt;br /&gt;HAHHHA.&lt;br /&gt;but oh wellllls maybe i'l do that later. (:&lt;br /&gt;i feel kinda highh due to no reason!&lt;br /&gt;wooooo!&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;tmr &amp;amp; prelims is OVER!&lt;br /&gt;like finalllllyyyy okay.&lt;br /&gt;tskk.&lt;br /&gt;stretched until so long laaa.&lt;br /&gt;waste my brain cells only.&lt;br /&gt;hahhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm off to watch my tvvvvv noww!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; err mj what's that skater boy's name again?&lt;br /&gt;hahhh yeah he's cute yoo!&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-152936579151113415?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/152936579151113415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=152936579151113415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/152936579151113415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/152936579151113415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#152936579151113415' title='there&apos;s got to be more to life'/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-7252729783466898011</id><published>2007-09-12T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T19:46:03.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Don't speak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know just what you're saying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't speak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know what you're thinking &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't need your reasons &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello there the world (:&lt;br /&gt;hush hush &amp; i'm addicted to 'don't speak'.&lt;br /&gt;so prelims' still in it's sucky state.&lt;br /&gt;not surprising huh.&lt;br /&gt;someone was being very very weird on msn today.&lt;br /&gt;gosh:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is actually a very happy day for me.&lt;br /&gt;there's no paper for me tmr,&lt;br /&gt;uh means no school (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; means no need to study today! (:&lt;br /&gt;daddy's arriving later so i'l be airport-ing (:&lt;br /&gt;i ate blueberry pie today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recieved a sweet sweets post today.&lt;br /&gt;i got a shock okay.&lt;br /&gt;when i saw that big fat packet-letter lying in the letterbox.&lt;br /&gt;hurr yeah la i was excited la happy? -.-&lt;br /&gt;hahh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i really wanna thank you,&lt;br /&gt;'who else',&lt;br /&gt;yes yes it made my day(:&lt;br /&gt;but as you already know,&lt;br /&gt;i'm just gonna stare at them&lt;br /&gt;pretty colourful sweets.&lt;br /&gt;so you can forget about me eating them.&lt;br /&gt;HURR.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm not emo-ing la tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a happy girl today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for everyone else studying for your papers for tmr,&lt;br /&gt;good luck &amp; don't stress yourselves out kay.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom wanna bring me shopping like err now?&lt;br /&gt;hahh.&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm off.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-7252729783466898011?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/7252729783466898011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=7252729783466898011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7252729783466898011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/7252729783466898011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#7252729783466898011' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-5514716940229990191</id><published>2007-09-10T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T11:26:23.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i'm blogging almost everyday see how uninteresting my life is?&lt;br /&gt;830-tuition 1 [just ended]&lt;br /&gt;1130-tuition 2&lt;br /&gt;emmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited till 3 last night.&lt;br /&gt;the moon wasn't out &amp; there were no stars for me to wish on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;i'm online so often cos i don't wanna face the four walls at home and start thinking.&lt;br /&gt;i'm online so i'l talk and get cheered up by the people around.&lt;br /&gt;i'm online to blog so that i'd not keep everything inside.&lt;br /&gt;but really,&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know what i've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me,&lt;br /&gt;'what'd you do yesterday?'&lt;br /&gt;i won't know.&lt;br /&gt;it's like lost memory.&lt;br /&gt;i'm keeping myself busy by doing things that i can't even rmb,&lt;br /&gt;i'm hurrying time to pass.&lt;br /&gt;but not realising that there'l still be time for as long as i'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom wants shopping today.&lt;br /&gt;i've realised shopping-happiness,&lt;br /&gt;is so damn temporary.&lt;br /&gt;it'l just brainwash you,&lt;br /&gt;tells you that you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;but really,&lt;br /&gt;it's just another thing to keep you busy to refrain the thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the nights,&lt;br /&gt;when i have nothing to keep myself busy at,&lt;br /&gt;and dreamland just refuse to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i think too much.&lt;br /&gt;but in this house,&lt;br /&gt;how can that not be possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i really want a furry baby now to hug. :(&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i know saying doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;but that's all i can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahh.&lt;br /&gt;problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-5514716940229990191?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/5514716940229990191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=5514716940229990191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5514716940229990191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5514716940229990191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5514716940229990191' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-2853431214075474810</id><published>2007-09-09T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T18:54:27.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so blogger's being weird.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't be here now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/b8r9I-PsFx/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/b8r9I-PsFx/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i just realised this' the song i've been trying to find for ages.&lt;br /&gt;like oh my tian totally an emo song.&lt;br /&gt;thanks mj,&lt;br /&gt;yet again.&lt;br /&gt;hahha i owe you a treat.&lt;br /&gt;you name it.&lt;br /&gt;HURR(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freaking want a furry dog mans.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with that la:///////&lt;br /&gt;then my furry baby can study bio with me right now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running- no doubt&lt;br /&gt;don't speak- no doubt&lt;br /&gt;underneath it all- no doubt&lt;br /&gt;i'd wait for life- take that&lt;br /&gt;heavily broken- the veronicas&lt;br /&gt;leave out all the rest- linkin park&lt;br /&gt;i'l never stop- Nsync&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA ALL OLD SONGS.&lt;br /&gt;mj ar,&lt;br /&gt;all your fault la.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like addicted to no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;emmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you ever turn away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you ever change your mind,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If the road ahead becomes too hard to climb,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If there's something in your heart that tells you to stop;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a full moon with stars that i can wish on tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-2853431214075474810?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/2853431214075474810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=2853431214075474810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2853431214075474810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2853431214075474810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2853431214075474810' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-2242538153761769858</id><published>2007-09-09T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T10:31:17.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuH8zkU_MjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nX-xYUW1ndI/s1600-h/200516233-001(2)+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107641415270085170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuH8zkU_MjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nX-xYUW1ndI/s320/200516233-001(2)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; okay, i really love this alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuH8z0U_MkI/AAAAAAAAABE/T8apX2MU-9M/s1600-h/73976404(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107641419565052482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuH8z0U_MkI/AAAAAAAAABE/T8apX2MU-9M/s320/73976404(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thanks friend for these, &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuH80EU_MlI/AAAAAAAAABM/doZpbp4NNRM/s1600-h/rsnew7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107641423860019794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuH80EU_MlI/AAAAAAAAABM/doZpbp4NNRM/s320/rsnew7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hi mj i've put this up! (: &amp; i think it's damn cool, however he did it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuH80EU_MmI/AAAAAAAAABU/cCM69IT3cAE/s1600-h/holyholyholy+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107641423860019810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuH80EU_MmI/AAAAAAAAABU/cCM69IT3cAE/s320/holyholyholy+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ancient photo! :O &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi i'm such an early bird i'd get all the worms in the world!&lt;br /&gt;hahha.&lt;br /&gt;it's a saturday,&lt;br /&gt;which means sunday then prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; erm hi cheng how's studying going?&lt;br /&gt;ohh like super smooth yo,&lt;br /&gt;my books are still collecting dust.&lt;br /&gt;i bet no one else is like this la huhh.&lt;br /&gt;omg i'm like waitting to screw my exam.&lt;br /&gt;RAHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay tuition's cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;hi i totally woke up early for NOTHING -.-&lt;br /&gt;walao i still want my dreamland la huh.&lt;br /&gt;tmr i'm gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;tuition 1 then tuition 2.&lt;br /&gt;no break.&lt;br /&gt;whoa whoa whoa.&lt;br /&gt;yes i'm freaking digging my own grave la tiannn.&lt;br /&gt;aye no one wanna watch dead silence is it?!&lt;br /&gt;hahhh.&lt;br /&gt;everyone just give me 'the look' and tell me i'm mad/crazy/siao/retarded.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with that show?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to friend online,&lt;br /&gt;one part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend: you wanna watch dead silence?&lt;br /&gt;cheng: uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;friend: but you never ever watched horror!&lt;br /&gt;cheng: so? i wanna now. hahh.&lt;br /&gt;friend: and you wanna drive nine cars?&lt;br /&gt;cheng: uh huh.?&lt;br /&gt;friend: but you can't drive!&lt;br /&gt;cheng: I CAN LOR! just not on the roads..YET.&lt;br /&gt;friend: but 3 more years eh, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;cheng: i know la. i think for my future. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;friend: omg. and you want candy/lollipop?&lt;br /&gt;cheng: uh huhhh?&lt;br /&gt;friend: but you seldom eat sweets my dear.&lt;br /&gt;cheng: i also didn't say i wanna eat them right.&lt;br /&gt;friend: then what, stare at them ar. -.-&lt;br /&gt;cheng: whoa smart how you know!&lt;br /&gt;friend: hahhhahahahhha.&lt;br /&gt;cheng: ?!&lt;br /&gt;friend: you should go &amp; see a psychiatrist.&lt;br /&gt;cheng: huh why?!&lt;br /&gt;friend: your brain is decaying.&lt;br /&gt;cheng: AYE wth?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's so irritaing la huhh.&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't make sense and yet she claim MY brain is decaying.&lt;br /&gt;like HELLO?!&lt;br /&gt;stupid friend -.-&lt;br /&gt;but yes thank you stupid friend for the candy picture i love it. (:&lt;br /&gt;hurr and the heart one toooooo!&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know you'd photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELLS.&lt;br /&gt;dead silence friend,&lt;br /&gt;ANYTIMEE.&lt;br /&gt;HURR.&lt;br /&gt;unless i change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;[highly unlikely] (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alights so yesterday was talking abt that.&lt;br /&gt;y'know,&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand it,&lt;br /&gt;it just isn't right.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so stress for them.&lt;br /&gt;like wth la how can it just go like THAT.&lt;br /&gt;watching it happening and it just isn't fair!&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;that's not the way it's supposed to be!&lt;br /&gt;i feel so unfair for them! ://&lt;br /&gt;TIANN.&lt;br /&gt;okay i need to chill.&lt;br /&gt;anyways if needed,&lt;br /&gt;know that i'd be here for you all,&lt;br /&gt;okay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really gonna try and knock some bio into my head today.&lt;br /&gt;before panic attack come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, blame it on me- akon&lt;br /&gt;easy- paula deanda&lt;br /&gt;stranger- hilary duff&lt;br /&gt;4 in the morning- gwen stefani&lt;br /&gt;star girl- mcfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-2242538153761769858?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/2242538153761769858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=2242538153761769858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2242538153761769858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2242538153761769858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2242538153761769858' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuH8zkU_MjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nX-xYUW1ndI/s72-c/200516233-001(2)+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-1895078969360298846</id><published>2007-09-08T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T10:06:39.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuCnh0U_MfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ghoCge2FEiM/s1600-h/angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuCniUU_MgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cyM2uz8g_u8/s1600-h/Candidshot-0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107266185452270082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuCniUU_MgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cyM2uz8g_u8/s320/Candidshot-0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cheng, ruiwei, seiyuu, grace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuCniUU_MhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SgYqeyflHOc/s1600-h/Candidshot-0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107266185452270098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuCniUU_MhI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SgYqeyflHOc/s320/Candidshot-0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cheng &amp; grace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuCnikU_MiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/W0ATHG_lC40/s1600-h/holyholyholy+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107266189747237410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuCnikU_MiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/W0ATHG_lC40/s320/holyholyholy+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rena, cheng, kim, mer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp; so i found some old pictures.&lt;br /&gt;memories;&lt;br /&gt;they don't come cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; hi mj for your sake i'm posting pictures.&lt;br /&gt;is this considered a picture filled post?&lt;br /&gt;tskk whatever la huh huh at least have pictures yo.&lt;br /&gt;hurry say cheng's the best!&lt;br /&gt;hahha go mj say it say it!&lt;br /&gt;HURR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tennis with ginny last night,&lt;br /&gt;i changed the grip MYSELF hahh be proud of me mans.&lt;br /&gt;then came home and washed up and everything,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; just nice timing for incredible tales.&lt;br /&gt;my maid watched with me cos i was so scared to watch it alone.&lt;br /&gt;but she kept making noise like:&lt;br /&gt;huh!&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;and tian i swear i was scared esp after my phone incident earlier on in the day.&lt;br /&gt;hahha but now i wanna watch dead silence heard it's good.&lt;br /&gt;anyone brave enough?&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA text me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; after tv i was supposed to come online,&lt;br /&gt;sorry m:/&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep on the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;so now thanks to my own smart-ness my whole body is aching like abc.&lt;br /&gt;RAH.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i dreamt a terrible dream. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-1895078969360298846?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/1895078969360298846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=1895078969360298846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1895078969360298846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1895078969360298846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1895078969360298846' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/RuCniUU_MgI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cyM2uz8g_u8/s72-c/Candidshot-0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-5678215886373676366</id><published>2007-09-07T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T16:05:53.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi &amp; my perfect plan to study today totally fell flat to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;hur my books don't like me today.&lt;br /&gt;try tmr&lt;br /&gt;:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was stoning at home,&lt;br /&gt;staring at the sky wondering this &amp; that.&lt;br /&gt;when my phone started playing,&lt;br /&gt;do shi ni by guang liang.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR NO ONE TOUCHED MY PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;the first second it was sitting on the floor right beside me,&lt;br /&gt;the next,&lt;br /&gt;music started playing on it's own.&lt;br /&gt;erm hi it's the seventh month,&lt;br /&gt;please don't scare me like that:/&lt;br /&gt;i don't like.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna interpret it as i accidentally pressed sth that somehow made it play.&lt;br /&gt;okay it must be.&lt;br /&gt;://///&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just talking to mj online.&lt;br /&gt;one part:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheng: i need to bath and i wanna eat ice cream:/&lt;br /&gt;cheng: hurrr and i want lolipop also! hahh.&lt;br /&gt;mj: you're like craving for so many thing uh.&lt;br /&gt;cheng: hahha yeah you know i wanna drive nine cars! HAHHHHA i think i'm crazy?!&lt;br /&gt;mj: yeah! HAHHA. why don't you just drive one with the number 9 on it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;i think it's damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;Mj is totally out of pointttt!&lt;br /&gt;she's so funny lar tiann.&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-5678215886373676366?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/5678215886373676366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=5678215886373676366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5678215886373676366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5678215886373676366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5678215886373676366' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-1716597920737224446</id><published>2007-09-07T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T09:56:01.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rt9PGEU_MeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8cfKl12YJ-0/s1600-h/usedtovp8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106887468121010658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rt9PGEU_MeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8cfKl12YJ-0/s320/usedtovp8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG &amp; MJ MADE THAT FOR ME!&lt;br /&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;omg i'm like,&lt;br /&gt;TOUCHED YO.&lt;br /&gt;hurrrr.&lt;br /&gt;it's so pretty pretty pretty!&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY CANDIES! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't seen that for quite a while &amp;amp; yes i miss pretty candies. :(&lt;br /&gt;haii should go &amp; get some soon.&lt;br /&gt;i rmb telling mj i want some nice pretty candy picture,&lt;br /&gt;and PUFF!&lt;br /&gt;THERE!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU MJ VERY VERY MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33 you to the max! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;tuition in the morning then rushed down to town.&lt;br /&gt;whoa mabel was earlier than me -.-&lt;br /&gt;go &amp; die luh huh m so early for whattt.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;so shopping made our day?&lt;br /&gt;yes yes very much. (:&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna list the things we bought,&lt;br /&gt;it's not very little?&lt;br /&gt;HURHURR.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; mabel cheah had some special shopping to do :D&lt;br /&gt;i swear we walked so much my legs are gonna break break break.&lt;br /&gt;hahha.&lt;br /&gt;stupid mabel made me eat://&lt;br /&gt;but she made me laugh so much!&lt;br /&gt;hahh she's so,&lt;br /&gt;retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw some people-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so today's plan is to study,&lt;br /&gt;then tennis with ginny at night.&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;it's time to say hi to my books (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-1716597920737224446?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/1716597920737224446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=1716597920737224446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1716597920737224446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1716597920737224446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1716597920737224446' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/Rt9PGEU_MeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8cfKl12YJ-0/s72-c/usedtovp8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-6083804317688243036</id><published>2007-09-05T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T17:24:52.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; horoscope says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By today, you have pushed through the most confusing part of your little emotional obstacle course -- and things are starting to look clearer and you are starting to feel much happier. Your place among your friends is secure, and you know just where you stand. Hold onto your rising optimism, because it will take you the rest of the way. The going is not going to be so rough anymore, and you are about to experience an extended period of peace, relaxation, and contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahh.&lt;br /&gt;don't ever tell me horoscopes ain't true anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i will try my best to hold on to my optimism yes yes(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;morning went to school for 3.5 freaking hours of chem-.-&lt;br /&gt;came home,&lt;br /&gt;slept.&lt;br /&gt;woke up,&lt;br /&gt;online.&lt;br /&gt;later on in the evening,&lt;br /&gt;tennis with ginny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's another food-less day.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not hungry:/&lt;br /&gt;shopping day,&lt;br /&gt;i really really wanna buy alot of stuffs still.&lt;br /&gt;i,&lt;br /&gt;can't,&lt;br /&gt;wait(:&lt;br /&gt;grad's-day-clothes-shopping's half done,&lt;br /&gt;my blouse is gonna make me look ultra &lt;em&gt;guai&lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;oh yay man i'm such a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;i shall shop and complete the &lt;em&gt;guai&lt;/em&gt; look with a &lt;em&gt;guai&lt;/em&gt; skirt&lt;br /&gt;and a pair of &lt;em&gt;guai&lt;/em&gt; heels.&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;em&gt;guai&lt;/em&gt; hair and &lt;em&gt;guai&lt;/em&gt; make up,&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;em&gt;guai&lt;/em&gt; accesories and &lt;em&gt;guai&lt;/em&gt; clips.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA sorry i'm getting drifted away.&lt;br /&gt;kinda,&lt;br /&gt;imaginary today(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh but brown hair+white clothes,&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;please don't let me look horrible.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i heard she's looking all weird.&lt;br /&gt;cos she's all girly.&lt;br /&gt;though i didn't see,&lt;br /&gt;but i still think she'l look pretty.&lt;br /&gt;even if she's girly hahha.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah come on lar.&lt;br /&gt;she is like some natural beauty please.&lt;br /&gt;girly or not(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song,&lt;br /&gt;Inconsolable - Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;Love Story - Katharine McPhee&lt;br /&gt;mj?&lt;br /&gt;HURR(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-6083804317688243036?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/6083804317688243036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=6083804317688243036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6083804317688243036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/6083804317688243036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6083804317688243036' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-3509991929581245401</id><published>2007-09-04T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T00:04:05.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up at 11++ with a horrible horrible nightmare:/&lt;br /&gt;totally opened my eyes and still saw vivid images.&lt;br /&gt;i was breathing so hard i thought my lungs would burst or sth.&lt;br /&gt;TIANN :(&lt;br /&gt;err am i supposed to say it out so it won't come true?&lt;br /&gt;or is it the other way round?&lt;br /&gt;aiyah i never got it right-.-&lt;br /&gt;okay so when my heartbeat got a little normal,&lt;br /&gt;thenn i carried on with my day.&lt;br /&gt;hahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't take breakfast cos i didn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;then noon came and mom wanted foot massage.&lt;br /&gt;so holland v-ed (yucks i hate that place) with mom for it.&lt;br /&gt;it was raining non stop la haii why is God so sad:/&lt;br /&gt;and the foot massage person told me,&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't always be using heels,&lt;br /&gt;cos it'l tighten my muscles.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WHATEVER MANS,&lt;br /&gt;don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;what's my heels got to do with anything lar:/&lt;br /&gt;jealous of my height just say lorr.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA OKAY KIDDING!(:&lt;br /&gt;but seriosuly right..&lt;br /&gt;hah okayokay i'l shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm then sakae-d with mom&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sorry for being so not interested in food:/&lt;br /&gt;i just had no appetite..&lt;br /&gt;aiyah tmr will be better(:&lt;br /&gt;hmmm then i pulled mom to go shopping with me.&lt;br /&gt;hur and shopping totallly MADE MY DAY(:&lt;br /&gt;hahh more sessions coming up.&lt;br /&gt;woooo i can't wait(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then mom wanted dinner so pasta for her,&lt;br /&gt;strawberry-banana juice for cheng.&lt;br /&gt;and mom got quite pissed.&lt;br /&gt;she thought walking ard would make me hungry.&lt;br /&gt;hahh now i know why she agreed to shopping&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;to make me eat-.-&lt;br /&gt;hahh but i bought so many stuff la.&lt;br /&gt;and i felt so bad:/&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to be a good girl and just eat something.&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't be bothered by anything food related.&lt;br /&gt;so i bought,&lt;br /&gt;CHEESECAKE.&lt;br /&gt;hahh nothing to be cap-ed abt i just wanted to caps that word.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;mom ate most of it under my smart sharing skills.&lt;br /&gt;hehh.&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm home with two mouthfuls of cheesecake in my stomach&lt;br /&gt;and oh,&lt;br /&gt;a glass of strawberry banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw some people today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad just called and nothing's new abt him being drunk once again.&lt;br /&gt;for the billion's time i really wanted to hang up.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how mom puts up with him this way.&lt;br /&gt;he never listens.&lt;br /&gt;i have enough and one fine day i might just do sth to stop everything.&lt;br /&gt;RAHH.&lt;br /&gt;spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;://////////////////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alcohol,&lt;br /&gt;should disappear from earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh noo it's midnight:/&lt;br /&gt;goodnight &amp; bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-3509991929581245401?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/3509991929581245401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=3509991929581245401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3509991929581245401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/3509991929581245401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3509991929581245401' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-1001700123518191838</id><published>2007-09-03T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T20:51:30.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>countdown:&lt;br /&gt;3 hours 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories will be erased.&lt;br /&gt;i thank you for anything,&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt; (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-1001700123518191838?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/1001700123518191838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=1001700123518191838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1001700123518191838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1001700123518191838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1001700123518191838' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-2646895010738693638</id><published>2007-09-02T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T18:54:58.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;maybe that's the thing about first crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;though late,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it can still hurt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i should have been more alert,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;to see the cycle coming once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i guess i was blinded by everything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up with a terrible headache at 5 am.&lt;br /&gt;it hurt so much the tears came.&lt;br /&gt;fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so useless.&lt;br /&gt;i thought today everything'l be fine.&lt;br /&gt;or at least a little better.&lt;br /&gt;but no.&lt;br /&gt;apprently it's worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tutor came and was shocked to see how puffed my eyes are-.-&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked by my own reflection in the mirror too-.-&lt;br /&gt;i look like a goldfish yo.&lt;br /&gt;must be because i drank too much water yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;must be.&lt;br /&gt;emotional breakdown halfway through tuition.&lt;br /&gt;cos in the mids of trying to cheer me up,&lt;br /&gt;and make me concentrate on the lesson,&lt;br /&gt;tutor HAD to mention about fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;he totally thought i was nuts i think.&lt;br /&gt;who will hear the word 'fireworks' then start crying?!&lt;br /&gt;hahh.&lt;br /&gt;sadly,&lt;br /&gt;no one yo.&lt;br /&gt;no one except for a useless nut like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'l just post all my feelings up here.&lt;br /&gt;so when i get better,&lt;br /&gt;which is soon,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure,&lt;br /&gt;you'l know it too.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a very positive person.&lt;br /&gt;naturally optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;hahh.&lt;br /&gt;nothing can hit me hard.&lt;br /&gt;nothing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not escaping from it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm learning to deal with it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i did it before,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so it'd be easier now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just need maybe,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a little time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and mental strength.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sadly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;apologies doesn't work for now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i don't need your apology.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you've nothing to be sorry for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'l never admit you've hurt me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the pain that i'm going through now,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;however hurtful it can be,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'l take it as normal reaction,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or infection once again on my previous scar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's why it's so bloody painful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i believe you meant everything you've said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i believe you for your feelings for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;since the start,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've never doubted it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and will never doubt it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i know you're going through much more shit compared to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know time is bloody important.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;please take good care of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i'm not gonna say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i guess it's called time off maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so no goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;since we all dislike that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-2646895010738693638?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/2646895010738693638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=2646895010738693638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2646895010738693638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2646895010738693638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2646895010738693638' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-5487775752159234764</id><published>2007-09-01T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:00:33.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it's all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;you don't like it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;doesn't mean it won't come to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it'l just make you feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but if you learn to deal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the faster,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cry till there's no more tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;stop torturing yourself after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i thought i knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i thought i learnt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;four years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i thought my tears dried up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i thought i learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-5487775752159234764?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-2960184101159598402</id><published>2007-08-31T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T22:52:16.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i type an emo post please don't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i don't even wanna blog lar okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;something's wrong with me:/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm just very scared.&lt;br /&gt;scared of that one fine day,&lt;br /&gt;when goodbyes have to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay maybe i'm just too tired today.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;don't think too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;sleep tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-2960184101159598402?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/2960184101159598402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=2960184101159598402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2960184101159598402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/2960184101159598402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#2960184101159598402' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-5284213664367417551</id><published>2007-08-31T06:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T18:20:18.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay enough cramming of subjects.&lt;br /&gt;prelims' taking a break,&lt;br /&gt;me too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm praying hard for it to rain tmr.&lt;br /&gt;then no more workout for us.&lt;br /&gt;please please please.&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm going tmr.&lt;br /&gt;HUR.&lt;br /&gt;it's been raining for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;ain't that difficult to rain somemore right?&lt;br /&gt;right(:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey mj i've got the song alr.&lt;br /&gt;so don't need to send me(:&lt;br /&gt;thanks anyways.&lt;br /&gt;hurr.&lt;br /&gt;i'l still ask you for songs next time okay.&lt;br /&gt;HAHH&lt;br /&gt;so don't try to get away!&lt;br /&gt;(((((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-5284213664367417551?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/5284213664367417551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=5284213664367417551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5284213664367417551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/5284213664367417551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#5284213664367417551' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-404218910657302217</id><published>2007-08-29T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T17:40:17.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI.&lt;br /&gt;prelims' been killing me so far(:&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't be blogging:/&lt;br /&gt;so i'l make this a quick one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're lost,&lt;br /&gt;you can look,&lt;br /&gt;And you will find me.&lt;br /&gt;Time after time.&lt;br /&gt;If you fall,&lt;br /&gt;I will catch you,&lt;br /&gt;I will be waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Time after time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like that song(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;my horoscope should stop giving me shocks-of-my-life.&lt;br /&gt;i was getting a heart attack yo-.-&lt;br /&gt;i thought they say horoscopes are never accurate?&lt;br /&gt;still,&lt;br /&gt;i won't think too much((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday,&lt;br /&gt;should i go to school?&lt;br /&gt;i don't want the workout thing please-.-&lt;br /&gt;but then again,&lt;br /&gt;it's teacher's day yo.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoutouts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dee: HAHA i'm just too glad china came out. PHEW:D i can still remember how our panic attacks almost shot us today. HAHA. we must have looked like idiots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingjia: hahhha you know you're so drama your tags are always making me laugh okayy. hahha drama queen! hahha. eh do you know who's anon? cos i think i do(: HURR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mj: hahh you've to try im me. cos most of the time, i appear off. hehh(: i want the song i want the song! hurr. XIE XIE NI!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-404218910657302217?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/404218910657302217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=404218910657302217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/404218910657302217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/404218910657302217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#404218910657302217' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-1133438416853271433</id><published>2007-08-25T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:21:09.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes so here i am.&lt;br /&gt;today was a studying day.&lt;br /&gt;err history &amp; more history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY.&lt;br /&gt;stuck.&lt;br /&gt;hurrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retard came to study(:&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how she can finish 7 chapters of bio.&lt;br /&gt;tiannnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i've realised history textbook can get interesting sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;aren't you surprised? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i've seriously ran out of words to say.&lt;br /&gt;but mj!&lt;br /&gt;i want the song!&lt;br /&gt;((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-1133438416853271433?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/1133438416853271433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=1133438416853271433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1133438416853271433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/1133438416853271433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#1133438416853271433' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20247723.post-8976260640125923572</id><published>2007-08-25T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T22:36:38.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyone has the song soulmate?&lt;br /&gt;text me,&lt;br /&gt;you're greatly appreciated(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one final last weekend,&lt;br /&gt;prelims,&lt;br /&gt;then holidays.&lt;br /&gt;i want the holidays here right now.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells,&lt;br /&gt;think too far.&lt;br /&gt;emm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my waterbabies.&lt;br /&gt;they are my best company,&lt;br /&gt;while i study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 7 chapters of history,&lt;br /&gt;a whole text of phy,&lt;br /&gt;a whole text of chem,&lt;br /&gt;a whole text of amaths,&lt;br /&gt;2 whole text of emaths&lt;br /&gt;to go.&lt;br /&gt;life is so-oh-wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;i'l be stressed like crazy,&lt;br /&gt;during this whole weekend.&lt;br /&gt;hhah.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's all down to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i'm being very,&lt;br /&gt;very,&lt;br /&gt;optimistic that i can finish everything.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood's a little down right now.&lt;br /&gt;hurr&lt;br /&gt;problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20247723-8976260640125923572?l=grownup-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/feeds/8976260640125923572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20247723&amp;postID=8976260640125923572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8976260640125923572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20247723/posts/default/8976260640125923572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grownup-.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8976260640125923572' title=''/><author><name>Cheng.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04441515531352143733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fijWjD45KpI/SKeWe7UdPyI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/c5f9Lrh8IWQ/S220/2362868596_11f3b3d738_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
