<?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-11537008</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:28:30.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*fairy tales arent true*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-2230773981649712965</id><published>2009-09-18T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T07:34:46.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAN JIA LE!!!</title><content type='html'>I have &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.peabrained.wordpress.com/"&gt;moved&lt;/a&gt;!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-2230773981649712965?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/2230773981649712965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=2230773981649712965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2230773981649712965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2230773981649712965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/09/pan-jia-le.html' title='PAN JIA LE!!!'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-8577478532700588442</id><published>2009-08-30T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:24:51.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>awww man! I LOVE ALL OF THEM SO SO SO SO SO SO MUCH!!!!! I am really glad to have friends like them. It feels as though JC friends are actually your friends for life. Somehow, I can feel more connection with them. Its so stress-less around them, I can totally be myself with them. We will embarrass ourselves together and not caring about our images(not like i have it in the first place. lol). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-8577478532700588442?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/8577478532700588442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=8577478532700588442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/8577478532700588442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/8577478532700588442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/08/awww-man-i-love-all-of-them-so-so-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-7389351382246670984</id><published>2009-08-29T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:15:45.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CANT STAND IT!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO SO SO SO SO DAMN FREAKING EXCITED!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHH I AM FINALLY GONNA SEE ALL OF THEM TOGETHER!!!!!! TOO EXCITED TO STUDY!! :)))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-7389351382246670984?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/7389351382246670984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=7389351382246670984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7389351382246670984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7389351382246670984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cant-stand-it-i-am-so-so-so-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-2016600863325651499</id><published>2009-08-22T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:58:34.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School has been great. Tutorials are starting next week. Hectic school lifestyle is starting all over again. Although the start of the week wasnt pleasant due to many things that just went so wrong, all has been well with the meet up with my work friends!! It's so great to see them again. I expected more people to go though. In the end, only me, heng yi, justin and wee siang went. BUT its fun catching up with them again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that Monday was my most unlucky day of my life. Firstly, I reached buona vista at 11 15 and yet at 12, i was still there because i couldnt squeeze into 3 95! The people in the bus just wont budge. Cant they see that there were still so many people waiting to get onto the bus and yet they did not want to move in. Its so frustrating to see the bus leaving with empty spaces behind. In the end, i cabbed to school with 3 other people who didnt manage to squeeze up the bus as well. Then my bag strap gave way. Luckily i was able to repair it. I was thinking things were really going so wrong that day. But luckily, i got all my tutorial slots and there was blueberry frolick as well! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i am really really weird. Or maybe I really detest showing my real emotions to people. When i am angry with my friends, I would not tell them, even if they asked. I have reason for it! They might feel bad making me angry, then i will feel bad making them feel bad. ok, i think i am weird. lol. Maybe Melissa is right, I think way too much! shall blog again next time! BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-2016600863325651499?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/2016600863325651499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=2016600863325651499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2016600863325651499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2016600863325651499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/08/school-has-been-great.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-890193531171608271</id><published>2009-08-13T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T02:30:49.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;not be influenced! I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stay determined! I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; abide by my principle no 4!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-890193531171608271?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/890193531171608271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=890193531171608271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/890193531171608271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/890193531171608271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-must-not-be-influenced-i-must-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-5796258599243301030</id><published>2009-07-31T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T23:51:38.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I REALLY HOPE I CAN HAVE ANOTHER SINGING SESSION!! Going for it seems to have become a habit. SO GETS-CJ-VY! WE ALL MUST MAKE IT OK! After school starts, we might not meet up so often already, so i really really hope all of us can gather together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAL, SHINNI AND CINDY! DONT FORGET ABOUT OUR DEAL THAT WE MADE! 5 YEARS. I AM COUNTING!!!!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-5796258599243301030?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/5796258599243301030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=5796258599243301030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/5796258599243301030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/5796258599243301030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-really-hope-i-can-have-another.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-8976827274008785503</id><published>2009-07-17T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T06:12:39.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow up</title><content type='html'>Some thoughts came to me when i was in the toilet. Its actually strange that toilet is a great place to do some thinking. So its like this. Every single day, people in the third world countries worry when their next meal would be so that they wont suffer from malnutrition or die from starvation, or when would all the riots end, or even when would their illnesses be cured. I believe everyone has read an article or so about all these issues. I always feel for them, but i feel i could do much more. But how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These problems that are considered major life threatening problems to them are small to many of us who dont live there because we are well taken care of. I would say majority of us although there are minorities amongst us that we might not be aware of. The point i am trying to drive at is these people are constantly fearing and worrying about their survivals, but yet, here I am worrying, thinking and complaining about insignificant issues. Eg, unable to click well with my OG. WAKE UP! All these are totally totally way insignificant as compared to real issues that people have. Who cares about the inability to gel in with people who I am not really comfortable with. DONT CARE, DONT BOTHER. Things become problems because we give too much unnecessary thoughts to them. Next time, if i encounter any problems, i will have to learn to overcome them without much complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS TIME TO GROW UP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-8976827274008785503?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/8976827274008785503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=8976827274008785503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/8976827274008785503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/8976827274008785503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/07/grow-up.html' title='Grow up'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-5782313824416624608</id><published>2009-07-06T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:39:03.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH MAN! AWESOME! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GUITAR HERO+CHOMP CHOMP TOMORROW!! DAMN EXCITED!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN FINALLY MEET UP WITH ALL OF THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week would be a fun filled week! except for today where there is only medical appointment for me to go. Like mentioned, tmr will be super fun! WE ARE GOING TO PLAY LIKE A ROCKSTAR! I cant wait to get my hands on the instruments! =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wed, it would be mahjong! I hope I wont bleed that badly! All the players are like super pro please. GOSH!!! Thurs would be out at marina barrage. I have no idea how to get there. Its another OG outing that has been organized. I was thinking, if all OG outings revolves around drinking and clubbing, it seems that i wont appear at any at all. Firstly, i dont drink or shld i say, i dont know how to! Secondly, I dont club, its totally not my thing. So sorry to those who think that my principles are flawed or old fashion, whatever it is. All these are my principles for life! AND I HOPE THERE WOULD BE SINGING SESSION ON FRIDAY!! ahhhh i think i am addicted! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-5782313824416624608?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/5782313824416624608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=5782313824416624608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/5782313824416624608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/5782313824416624608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/07/yeah-man-awesome-d.html' title='YEAH MAN! AWESOME! :D'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-3863307816646658529</id><published>2009-07-02T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T09:15:57.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;TOPONE SESSION TOMORROW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO EXCITED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LALALALALALALALA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-3863307816646658529?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/3863307816646658529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=3863307816646658529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3863307816646658529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3863307816646658529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/07/topone-session-tomorrow-so-excited.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-6249409181874288558</id><published>2009-07-01T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T07:16:16.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>arts camp is AWESOME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I LOVE ARTS CAMP! NO REGRETS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really bad at expressing myself to people. Today when the camp is about to come to an end, we were supposed to express our thanks to everyone. Initially, I really have many heartfelt feelings and thoughts that i wanted to say, but, at that point of time, I couldn't bring myself to say them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, before arts camp even started, i was really hesistant to go for it even though i had signed up because I was thinking that 5 days is DAMN LONG! I went to the camp without much excitement and hoping that the camp can just pass quickly. But everything changes when i reach there. I was welcomed warmly by my OG and at that time, i felt so embarrassed. After much interactive games and ice breaker, I was starting to warm up, but not totally. I am the type that can only be super duper crazy with people i am super comfortable with. As I saw more people coming to my OG, i felt really inferior because i thought that the girls in my group are really pretty and hot. Looking at myself, I cant help but to feel my confidence level escalating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, with the ever encouraging councillors, OGL and AOGL, I decided not to let these thoughts affect me. Those people I met are the most awesome ones that i ever known. The guys are all so decent and the girls are so friendly and sweet. I felt bad when i always skip supper with my OG, but i really dont have the habit to. The house ICs were totally the bomb as well! They never fail to heat up the atmosphere with their constant enthusiasm and funny talks. This is the first time a camp has ever touch my heart. They really made many sacrifices and their sincerity and hard  work can be felt by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE ARTS CAMP TO THE MAX! REDIO IS THE HOUSE OF LOVE! love loves! =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-6249409181874288558?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/6249409181874288558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=6249409181874288558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/6249409181874288558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/6249409181874288558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/07/arts-camp-is-awesome.html' title='arts camp is AWESOME!'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-7536588800895192880</id><published>2009-05-16T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:28:20.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blow dust away</title><content type='html'>Ok, i shall blog about my mundane lifestyle ever since i became unemployed. This is really getting boring. Believe it or not, i actually miss work! Or maybe i miss all my colleagues there, be it old or young. At least, when i was working there, i dont have to worry or think about what i have to do at the next hour. BUT, ONE THOUGHT CAME TO MY MIND WHEN I WAS WATCHING THIS TAIWAN ENTERTAINMENT SHOW. I WANT TO GO FOR COOKING CLASS! SOMEBODY! PLEASE JOIN ME!! Actually, i have been interested in cooking ever since i was young (thats explains the size! hehehe), SO CLIQUE PEOPLE, WHOEVER IS INTERESTED TELL ME OK! Anw, my daily routine is making me sick. But, i think i got sick because of the k session which made me lose my voice. THIS DOES NOT DETER ME FROM SINGING STILL. HEHEH. OK, I AM DONE WITH BLOGGING. MAYBE YOU WILL HEAR FROM ME AGAIN IN 2-3 MTHS TIME! HAHHAA! CIAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-7536588800895192880?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/7536588800895192880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=7536588800895192880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7536588800895192880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7536588800895192880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/05/blow-dust-away.html' title='blow dust away'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-7707930534228595992</id><published>2009-02-25T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T04:18:56.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, time to update my blog which seemed quite dead lately. Time just flashed past super quickly these few weeks and in one week or so, we will be receiving our results!! I WILL REALLY PANIC WHEN THE TIME COMES. BUT WHO KNOWS, THERE MIGHT BE A MIRACLE! must be optimistic. enough of this, it's making me worried more. Anyway, i must arrange a k session and mahjong session soon. my life after school life should not be just about work and driving. Lucky i have friends who always never fail to be beside me when i needed them. Just like the time when i was darn pissed off and the trip to astons with shinni really cheered me up a lot. this is the wonders friends can do to your mood. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, sorry shinni toh!! I was supposed to run with you yesterday, but i came down with a bad flu, but i really enjoyed the time spent last night talking crap and listening to your stories. WE ARE MEETING THIS FRIDAY AGAIN! WITH LIONNNNN.. HOPEFULLY DA JIE AS WELL! HE BETTER QUEUE FOR US OR ELSE... HEHEHHEHE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-7707930534228595992?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/7707930534228595992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=7707930534228595992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7707930534228595992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7707930534228595992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-time-to-update-my-blog-which-seemed.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-3373880670859372208</id><published>2009-02-09T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T07:31:02.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trust. This word seems to have disappeared in my dictionary. These days, i find it so hard to find someone that i can really confide in without having any worries. Backstabbing seemed common in secondary and jc life. But, who would have thought that backstabbing is much much worse than what we experienced in schools. Everyone is practically putting on a facade to work. I have no idea how to decipher the true self from the fake ones anyone. They are so good at it that i am totally taken in by them. This makes work more stressful than it was. I find it tiring to guess what's behind everyone's intention in telling me anything. Although i can choose to pretend and act clueless, but, it is hard. I try my very best not to bitch about anyone at work. But, constant brainwashing is making me say things that i dont mean to say. I DONT WANT TO ME WHIRLED INTO OFFICE POLITICS! STOP THE BACKSTABBING AND BITCHING AND BRAINWASHING! I CANNOT TAKE IT ANYMORE! THIS IS MAKING ME FRUSTRATED AND SICK! CANT PEOPLE JUST KEEP THEIR MOUTHS SHUT AND KEEP THEIR COMMENTS TO THEMSELVES! I SHALL SEAL MY MOUTH AND MAKE NO FURTHER COMMENTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-3373880670859372208?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/3373880670859372208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=3373880670859372208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3373880670859372208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3373880670859372208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/02/trust.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-3798150557728417786</id><published>2009-02-08T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T04:53:27.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet old times</title><content type='html'>At times, when i recall small little memories that make me smile unknowingly, it felt good. These little memories are enough to make my day. I really cherish these memories and will always keep it close to my heart. Although sometimes when i read through those conversations i have with my friends, i felt that i sounded really immature. But, such immature and random talks are sufficient to make all of us break into laughter. I REALLY MISS ALL MY FRIENDS AND THE MOMENTS SPENT WITH THEM. I dont seem to have any spare time to even meet up with them and vice versa. Everyone is so caught up with their busy schedules. Even a ride pass the school could trigger off memories so easily. I really miss them. Really. I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-3798150557728417786?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/3798150557728417786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=3798150557728417786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3798150557728417786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3798150557728417786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/02/sweet-old-times.html' title='sweet old times'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-3044260617829351663</id><published>2009-02-07T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:46:03.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT TO SING!!!!!! I WANT TO GO FOR K SESSION WITH MY KAKIS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-3044260617829351663?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/3044260617829351663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=3044260617829351663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3044260617829351663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3044260617829351663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-want-to-sing-i-want-to-go-for-k.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-2542524947242501585</id><published>2009-01-10T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T08:58:27.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DA JIE WENT ARMY ALREADY!!! CAN ONLY MEET UP WITH HIM 2 WEEKS LATER! I WILL MISS HIS HAIR MORE THAN HIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we had a belated birthday exchange on wednesday! I could finally meet up with shinni and da jie for this long awaited birthday exchange. It has been 2 months plus since our birthday. lol. I LOVE THE PRESENTS THAT I RECEIVED. ONE IS SO PURPLISH AND THE OTHER IS SO CUTE. CHOO CHOOO TRAIN WHISTLE! HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THE PRESENTS I BOUGHT TOO! It was really great catching up with them again, the usual gossipping and saying super lame stuff. How i wish orientation would never end at all, then we can keep having fun together! Although we have our ups and downs, i am sure this friendship would grow stronger and stronger! WE WILL DEFINITELY MEET UP 5 YEARS LATER RIGHT, SHINNI TOH!! Cant wait for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DA JIE, SURVIVE THROUGH ARMY! SHINNI, LOVE YOUR JOB MORE! ALTHOUGH ITS BORING, 8 BUCKS PER HOUR YOU KNOW!! I DONT MIND EVEN IT'S BORING! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-2542524947242501585?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/2542524947242501585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=2542524947242501585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2542524947242501585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2542524947242501585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/01/da-jie-went-army-already-can-only-meet.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-7892981687751004973</id><published>2009-01-01T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T07:29:43.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel a tinge of sadness when i first heard that people would be leaving the workplace, but when those leaving are people who are close to me at work, i feel that my heart has dropped to the bottom of the pit. one left, and 2 others will leave in 2 days time, working in the place where we face unexpected situations everyday will no longer be the same. work will never be as fun and smooth sailing. they can help to make a bad work day good with their constant laughter and funny actions. although sometimes i seem to be in a different channel as them due to their so called underage topic, it was really fun being with them. their leaving made me feel like leaving too and this is only the first phase because one by one, those working there with me will leave. i really regret signing a long contract and i hate facing the fact that they are leaving so soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUAN, TAKE CARE IN MACAU OKAY! I WILL MISS YOUR LAUGHTER (DEFINITELY) AND THE TIMES WHERE YOU WERE SO SCARED THAT I WILL BE ABDUCTED! THANKS FOR ALL THE HELP YOU HAVE GIVEN ME DURING WORK AND I REALLY APPRECIATE THAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-7892981687751004973?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/7892981687751004973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=7892981687751004973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7892981687751004973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7892981687751004973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-feel-tinge-of-sadness-when-i-first.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-65088803108798871</id><published>2008-12-05T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T07:20:50.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my colleagues cum friends are totally cool. they can make me laugh until i feel breathless!! AND WE EVEN HAVE A BITCH CLUB AT WORK! THEY CAN TOTALLY MAKE THINGS SOUND SO FUNNY!!!!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-65088803108798871?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/65088803108798871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=65088803108798871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/65088803108798871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/65088803108798871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-colleagues-cum-friends-are-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-1595946197121440129</id><published>2008-11-17T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:04:55.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! I FINALLY CHANGED MY BLOGSKIN AFTER 100000000000000000 YEARS!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THIS SKIN!! DID IT ON MY OWN THIS TIME! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-1595946197121440129?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/1595946197121440129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=1595946197121440129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/1595946197121440129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/1595946197121440129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-i-finally-changed-my-blogskin-after.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-3239296075351707520</id><published>2008-11-01T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T06:51:55.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know i am supposed to be mugging hard for geo now&lt;br /&gt;but i feel so suffocated&lt;br /&gt;my mind is filling up with thoughts to give up&lt;br /&gt;this is freaking me out&lt;br /&gt;i want this to end right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my knowledge, please stay in my brain until the 14th november. PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-3239296075351707520?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/3239296075351707520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=3239296075351707520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3239296075351707520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3239296075351707520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-i-am-supposed-to-be-mugging-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-7165234592857771835</id><published>2008-10-30T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T04:03:07.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i really ponder what if i am given a chance to start all over again,&lt;br /&gt;what would i choose to change&lt;br /&gt;my decision to jc? change my attitude towards study? change my character?&lt;br /&gt;but all these are useless to think about isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;what has happened, happened&lt;br /&gt;there is no turning back and i have to stick on with my decision and make the best out of it so that i wont regret when i looked back at it 5, 10 years later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its here&lt;br /&gt;i MUST do well&lt;br /&gt;i CANNOT disappoint anyone&lt;br /&gt;i MUST prove some people wrong&lt;br /&gt;I GOT TO DO THIS WELL! JIAYOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST TO EVERYONE! WE CAN DO IT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-7165234592857771835?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/7165234592857771835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=7165234592857771835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7165234592857771835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7165234592857771835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes-i-really-ponder-what-if-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-730625058349194630</id><published>2008-10-16T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T03:57:21.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's really true&lt;br /&gt;To cherish those around you, its easier said than done&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, we tend to take them for granted&lt;br /&gt;Only to realise their importance after they leave us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-730625058349194630?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/730625058349194630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=730625058349194630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/730625058349194630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/730625058349194630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-really-true-to-cherish-those-around.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-2499877216030019912</id><published>2008-10-13T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:03:09.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>death is scary&lt;br /&gt;life is fragile and unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;whenever i think about it, i feel weak and emotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Lord please bless his family and give them strength to carry on, especially his wife and children. Give them the courage to move on without him, Lord. May he rest in peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-2499877216030019912?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/2499877216030019912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=2499877216030019912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2499877216030019912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2499877216030019912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/10/death-is-scary-life-is-fragile-and.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-7515237372034025032</id><published>2008-09-27T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T22:08:43.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM A SPONTANEOUS IDEALIST!! THIS IS SOOOO TRUE! ESP THE BORED PART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous Idealists are creative, lively and open-minded persons. They are humorous and dispose of a contagious zest for life. Their enthusiasm and sparkling energy inspires others and sweeps them along. They enjoy being together with other people and often have an uncanny intuition for their motivations and potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous Idealists are masters of communication and very amusing and gifted entertainers. Fun and variety are guaranteed when they are around. However, they are sometimes somewhat too impulsive in dealing with others and can hurt people without really meaning to do so, due to their direct and sometimes critical nature.This personality type is a keen and alert observer; they miss nothing which is going on around them. In extreme cases, they tend to be oversensitive and exaggeratedly alert and are inwardly always ready to jump. Life for them is an exciting drama full of emotionality. However, they quickly become bored when things repeat themselves and too much detailed work and care is required.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their creativity, their imaginativeness and their originality become most noticeable when developing new projects and ideas - they then leave the meticulous implementation of the whole to others. On the whole, Spontaneous Idealists attach great value to their inner and outward independence and do not like accepting a subordinate role. They therefore have problems with hierarchies and authorities.If you have a Spontaneous Idealist as your friend, you will never be bored; with them, you can enjoy life to the full and celebrate the best parties. At the same time, they are warm, sensitive, attentive and always willing to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Spontaneous Idealists have just fallen in love, the sky is full of violins and their new partners are showered with attention and affection. This type then bubbles over with charm, tenderness and imagination. But, unfortunately, it soon becomes boring for them once the novelty has worn off. Boring everyday life in a partnership is not for them so that many Spontaneous Idealists slip from one affair into another. However, should the partner manage to keep their curiosity alive and not let routine and familiarity gain the upper hand, Spontaneous Idealists can be inspiring and loving partners.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-7515237372034025032?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/7515237372034025032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=7515237372034025032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7515237372034025032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7515237372034025032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-spontaneous-idealist-this-is-soooo.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-3193694405856521702</id><published>2008-09-01T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T19:31:05.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! I AM BACK!! lol. take a breather off studying for prelims. its really really very stressful. imagine studying the whole syllabus for geo within 1 day. i was really breaking down at that point. there was no time for it. there was H2 to study for, where do i place geo? luckily, i have a bunch of SWEET AND WONDERFUL FRIENDS AROUND ME!! heheh. THANKS CINDY FOR YOUR MOTIVATIONAL PICTURE. it was really sweet of you!! MY KAKI!! hehehe. learn to cherish friends around me. friends come and go these few years, but i have a feeling this bunch of friends will be together like FOREVER!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SLwPyGBm1SI/AAAAAAAAAV4/10yhpBKunvY/s1600-h/janice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241081419637642530" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="200" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SLwPyGBm1SI/AAAAAAAAAV4/10yhpBKunvY/s200/janice.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS CINDY!! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I CANT WAIT FOR THE MEETING 5 YEARS LATER. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-3193694405856521702?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/3193694405856521702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=3193694405856521702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3193694405856521702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3193694405856521702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-i-am-back-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SLwPyGBm1SI/AAAAAAAAAV4/10yhpBKunvY/s72-c/janice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-4146847387479222532</id><published>2008-06-30T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T19:30:48.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing can describe the disappointment i have in myself&lt;br /&gt;Although i did studied and tried my best in every paper, i feel that i could have done better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is not the end! I will prove my capability to myself in Prelims! &lt;strong&gt;JANICE KOH WILL NOT COLLAPSE!!&lt;/strong&gt; life has to move on, should not dwell on the past! I MUST JIAYOU FOR GEO!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-4146847387479222532?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/4146847387479222532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=4146847387479222532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4146847387479222532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4146847387479222532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/06/nothing-can-describe-disappointment-i.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-2255251880142460376</id><published>2008-06-25T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T08:55:15.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>"From This Moment On" (Duet by Shania Twain and Bryan White)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I do swear that I'll always be there.&lt;br /&gt;I'd give anything and everything and I will always care.&lt;br /&gt;Through weakness and strength, happiness and sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;for better for worse, I will love you withevery beat of my heart.)&lt;br /&gt;From this moment life has begun&lt;br /&gt;From this moment you are the one&lt;br /&gt;Right beside you is where I belong&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;From this moment I have been blessed&lt;br /&gt;I live only for your happiness&lt;br /&gt;And for your love I'd give my last breath&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;I give my hand to you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to live my life with you, can't wait to start&lt;br /&gt;You and I will never be apart&lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason I believe in love&lt;br /&gt;And you're the answer to my prayers from up above&lt;br /&gt;All we need is just the two of us&lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;From this moment&lt;br /&gt;I will love you as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THIS SONG TO THE MAX. ITS SOOO SWEET!! although its not realistic, like how many divorces there are now, but still, this song is very very very touching! If it really happens, its like a FAIRY TALE THAT COMES TRUE. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-2255251880142460376?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/2255251880142460376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=2255251880142460376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2255251880142460376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2255251880142460376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-4280697256052920052</id><published>2008-04-21T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T09:01:05.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reminsce the past :)</title><content type='html'>I realised that i have many many fun memories with all of my friends which i really treasure a lot. really. They were always the one that make my day. I LOVE LOVE LOVE MY FRIENDS!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtmNxPpZjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/iHp8msGt5zE/s1600-h/CIMG3599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191355382217926194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtmNxPpZjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/iHp8msGt5zE/s200/CIMG3599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtmOBPpZkI/AAAAAAAAAOM/T8PLZc4Y0-M/s1600-h/DSC00414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191355386512893506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtmOBPpZkI/AAAAAAAAAOM/T8PLZc4Y0-M/s200/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtmORPpZlI/AAAAAAAAAOU/KiXesDBuOJk/s1600-h/IMG_3093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191355390807860818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtmORPpZlI/AAAAAAAAAOU/KiXesDBuOJk/s200/IMG_3093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtmOhPpZmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Hd84JfvMNAM/s1600-h/IMG_3100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191355395102828130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtmOhPpZmI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Hd84JfvMNAM/s200/IMG_3100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtmOxPpZnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/cVPPPBqVhjg/s1600-h/IMG_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191355399397795442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtmOxPpZnI/AAAAAAAAAOk/cVPPPBqVhjg/s200/IMG_0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation 1&amp;amp;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtlshPpZgI/AAAAAAAAANs/iJrP2bLFn3I/s1600-h/CIMG0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191354810987275778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtlshPpZgI/AAAAAAAAANs/iJrP2bLFn3I/s200/CIMG0655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtlsxPpZhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/J99UKAfnGfQ/s1600-h/CIMG0669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191354815282243090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtlsxPpZhI/AAAAAAAAAN0/J99UKAfnGfQ/s200/CIMG0669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtlsxPpZiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_485ntuiuTA/s1600-h/CIMG9960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191354815282243106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtlsxPpZiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/_485ntuiuTA/s200/CIMG9960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAE 07s25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtlLBPpZeI/AAAAAAAAANc/MN7X887bLDU/s1600-h/CIMG1553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191354235461658082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtlLBPpZeI/AAAAAAAAANc/MN7X887bLDU/s200/CIMG1553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtlLhPpZfI/AAAAAAAAANk/cpe9oDADSTM/s1600-h/CIMG1595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191354244051592690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtlLhPpZfI/AAAAAAAAANk/cpe9oDADSTM/s200/CIMG1595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life concert'07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtk9xPpZbI/AAAAAAAAANE/klk1rQeYBFA/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191354007828391346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtk9xPpZbI/AAAAAAAAANE/klk1rQeYBFA/s200/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtk9xPpZcI/AAAAAAAAANM/46Yz2ylNbEU/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191354007828391362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtk9xPpZcI/AAAAAAAAANM/46Yz2ylNbEU/s200/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtk-BPpZdI/AAAAAAAAANU/2dVPaAXlZew/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191354012123358674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtk-BPpZdI/AAAAAAAAANU/2dVPaAXlZew/s200/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starbucks and dental? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkqxPpZWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/_FHWSfkko_0/s1600-h/1_839738794l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191353681410876770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkqxPpZWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/_FHWSfkko_0/s200/1_839738794l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkrBPpZZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/XQh9F2rmVmg/s1600-h/508914384m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191353685705844114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkrBPpZZI/AAAAAAAAAM0/XQh9F2rmVmg/s200/508914384m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkqxPpZXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/QNXwJHunE1Y/s1600-h/35300039736797l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191353681410876786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkqxPpZXI/AAAAAAAAAMk/QNXwJHunE1Y/s200/35300039736797l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkrRPpZaI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Pmx2S4RgB3E/s1600-h/934473516l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191353690000811426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkrRPpZaI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Pmx2S4RgB3E/s200/934473516l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkrBPpZYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/rDFrvvTFfwY/s1600-h/18thhhdec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191353685705844098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkrBPpZYI/AAAAAAAAAMs/rDFrvvTFfwY/s200/18thhhdec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss u a lot!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkWxPpZSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eU-Fqij4Rjc/s1600-h/DSC01029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191353337813493026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkWxPpZSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/eU-Fqij4Rjc/s200/DSC01029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kbox kaki =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkXhPpZTI/AAAAAAAAAME/CS4xY-HkVbo/s1600-h/1_319876488l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191353350698394930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkXhPpZTI/AAAAAAAAAME/CS4xY-HkVbo/s200/1_319876488l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkXhPpZUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ltbhVzEjR2k/s1600-h/1_345745253l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191353350698394946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkXhPpZUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ltbhVzEjR2k/s200/1_345745253l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkXxPpZVI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xgppgm_PxDo/s1600-h/1_752672670l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191353354993362258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtkXxPpZVI/AAAAAAAAAMU/xgppgm_PxDo/s200/1_752672670l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in old sch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtj8RPpZPI/AAAAAAAAALk/QaTXiBslHMY/s1600-h/IMG_0133_sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191352882546959602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtj8RPpZPI/AAAAAAAAALk/QaTXiBslHMY/s200/IMG_0133_sized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtj8RPpZQI/AAAAAAAAALs/fMSOGb-fGns/s1600-h/IMG_0139_sized(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191352882546959618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtj8RPpZQI/AAAAAAAAALs/fMSOGb-fGns/s200/IMG_0139_sized(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtj8hPpZRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0ToUL1NPM9c/s1600-h/IMG_0123_sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191352886841926930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtj8hPpZRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0ToUL1NPM9c/s200/IMG_0123_sized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amazing race'07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtjqxPpZNI/AAAAAAAAALU/2FsBAMGPggc/s1600-h/P4110699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191352581899248850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtjqxPpZNI/AAAAAAAAALU/2FsBAMGPggc/s200/P4110699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtjqxPpZOI/AAAAAAAAALc/651NodD8PCg/s1600-h/P4110701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191352581899248866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtjqxPpZOI/AAAAAAAAALc/651NodD8PCg/s200/P4110701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAE 07s22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtjbRPpZLI/AAAAAAAAALE/GEFD5g7nM2o/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191352315611276466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtjbRPpZLI/AAAAAAAAALE/GEFD5g7nM2o/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtiSBPpZGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sHNwZqM802A/s1600-h/CIMG3599.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtjbhPpZMI/AAAAAAAAALM/160vl3l7WeY/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191352319906243778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtjbhPpZMI/AAAAAAAAALM/160vl3l7WeY/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtiSRPpZHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QruvzKX-LGg/s1600-h/DSC00414.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtjbBPpZKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0cipoHNHTks/s1600-h/sajcgirl(081).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191352311316309154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtjbBPpZKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0cipoHNHTks/s200/sajcgirl(081).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, college play'07&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-4280697256052920052?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/4280697256052920052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=4280697256052920052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4280697256052920052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4280697256052920052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/04/reminsce-past.html' title='reminsce the past :)'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/SAtmNxPpZjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/iHp8msGt5zE/s72-c/CIMG3599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-5764862949657012686</id><published>2008-04-10T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T04:43:49.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY WHOLE BODY IS ACHING FROM THE 5 STATIONS! i think i did standing broad jump more than 6 times today lah. FINALLY I MET THE GRADE! anw, enjoy this wondeful song by Jon Mclaughlin who i am TOTALLY IN LOVE WITH! =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-5764862949657012686?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/5764862949657012686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=5764862949657012686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/5764862949657012686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/5764862949657012686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-whole-body-is-aching-from-5-stations.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-6430288031508504620</id><published>2008-03-11T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T04:47:38.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again</title><content type='html'>It has been ages since i last blogged. I'm totally in love with this song! listen and enjoy! =)&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;                 *you'll shine again*&lt;br /&gt;I know that you've been watching over me&lt;br /&gt;You're up so high the brightest in the sky&lt;br /&gt;You know that every night i pray my soul for you&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow won't be as blue&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl i hope you can understand&lt;br /&gt;That the song will always shine again&lt;br /&gt;Now that you've found your way onto a better day&lt;br /&gt;You'll shine again&lt;br /&gt;You'll shine again&lt;br /&gt;Give you strength and love to fight the days ahead&lt;br /&gt;I see the light see a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;See the beauty that's within you&lt;br /&gt;You'll shine again You are so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;　 Repeat *　&lt;br /&gt;You'll shine again You'll shine again　&lt;br /&gt;Give you strength and love to fight the days ahead　&lt;br /&gt;I see the light see a rainbow see the life　&lt;br /&gt;Ooh i promise you'll be there　&lt;br /&gt;There no reason to be scared　&lt;br /&gt;You'll shine again You'll shine again...&lt;br /&gt;You'll find your life&lt;br /&gt;Find your reason　&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be alright　&lt;br /&gt;for tommorow just begining of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by justin lo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-6430288031508504620?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/6430288031508504620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=6430288031508504620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/6430288031508504620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/6430288031508504620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-again.html' title='hello again'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-5630357573180042902</id><published>2008-01-26T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T19:21:05.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mugging rocks! :p</title><content type='html'>This week has been a rather hectic week for me and everyone in school!! ITS THE WEEK OF MSA!!! I have been mugging the whole week. Totally no life. The cycle is pretty horrible. EAT-STUDY-SLEEP and repeat. So i had my Gp paper on mon. The AQ part was quite bad, hope i can at least get a D. Then i had econs on wed, chem on thurs and geo yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to a conclusion after studying geo. Physical geo needs a lot of memorising, but once you study and regurgitate everything, geo is a subject that you can score. I hope i get meet all targets that i had set for myself. 1 week of mugging is already very horrible. How am i suppose to bear with it for another 10-11 months? So i must LOVE mugging, then it wont be horrible afterall. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FRIENDS, JIAYOU!! WE CAN DO THIS TOGETHER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-5630357573180042902?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/5630357573180042902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=5630357573180042902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/5630357573180042902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/5630357573180042902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/01/mugging-rocks-p.html' title='mugging rocks! :p'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-5428337401224316950</id><published>2008-01-16T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:05:45.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>satisfied! :)</title><content type='html'>YAY!! just came back from x-country! Although i go 143th position BUT as quoted this is the most accomplished run ever!!!!!! ran non-stop. okay. i am tired. bye now (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-5428337401224316950?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/5428337401224316950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=5428337401224316950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/5428337401224316950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/5428337401224316950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/01/satisfied.html' title='satisfied! :)'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-4424061663172496347</id><published>2008-01-05T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:38:41.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of 2007</title><content type='html'>PHOTOS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38VrQCtKQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/krd4ygqd9Gg/s1600-h/hoho+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151860331520010498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38VrQCtKQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/krd4ygqd9Gg/s200/hoho+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;card to mr lum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38VrQCtKRI/AAAAAAAAAKU/NziKgMCzwqE/s1600-h/hoho+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151860331520010514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38VrQCtKRI/AAAAAAAAAKU/NziKgMCzwqE/s200/hoho+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our blessings to him =)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38VrwCtKSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/M8dC1CJ66Ow/s1600-h/hoho+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151860340109945122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38VrwCtKSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/M8dC1CJ66Ow/s200/hoho+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38UzACtKLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PazsCw07vyo/s1600-h/hoho+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151859365152368818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38UzACtKLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PazsCw07vyo/s200/hoho+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G(CJ)ETS-VY: girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38UzwCtKMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/yUASIlfbVkU/s1600-h/hoho+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151859378037270722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38UzwCtKMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/yUASIlfbVkU/s200/hoho+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38U0ACtKNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gqJVp97QDpI/s1600-h/hoho+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151859382332238034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38U0ACtKNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/gqJVp97QDpI/s200/hoho+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07s22 with mr lum :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38U0gCtKOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/-eHo5a20sok/s1600-h/hoho+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151859390922172642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38U0gCtKOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/-eHo5a20sok/s200/hoho+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38U0wCtKPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/fWUmUEOcwgA/s1600-h/hoho+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151859395217139954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38U0wCtKPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/fWUmUEOcwgA/s200/hoho+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38T1wCtKGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qJpQaFFqsjo/s1600-h/hoho+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151858312885381218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38T1wCtKGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/qJpQaFFqsjo/s200/hoho+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38T2ACtKHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_CnV52luuKQ/s1600-h/hoho+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151858317180348530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38T2ACtKHI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_CnV52luuKQ/s200/hoho+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. jeanette and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38T2QCtKII/AAAAAAAAAJM/JuN6CCx_GYY/s1600-h/hoho+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151858321475315842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38T2QCtKII/AAAAAAAAAJM/JuN6CCx_GYY/s200/hoho+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38T2gCtKJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mJ1jw2zEdig/s1600-h/DSC00506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151858325770283154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38T2gCtKJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mJ1jw2zEdig/s200/DSC00506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38T2wCtKKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/x88zrEhi5ZE/s1600-h/DSC00507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151858330065250466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38T2wCtKKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/x88zrEhi5ZE/s200/DSC00507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 PW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38SWwCtKDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ILNUIpWfY74/s1600-h/P1000057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151856680797808690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38SWwCtKDI/AAAAAAAAAIk/ILNUIpWfY74/s200/P1000057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38SXACtKEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6PqoSurn71w/s1600-h/P1000048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151856685092776002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38SXACtKEI/AAAAAAAAAIs/6PqoSurn71w/s200/P1000048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38SXgCtKFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/-XiRoJ44okg/s1600-h/P1000045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151856693682710610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38SXgCtKFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/-XiRoJ44okg/s200/P1000045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Making sushi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RvgCtJ8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/3H8bMDAueCg/s1600-h/P1000097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151856006487943106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RvgCtJ8I/AAAAAAAAAHs/3H8bMDAueCg/s200/P1000097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RwACtJ9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/BQiB_fPpjxc/s1600-h/P1000085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151856015077877714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RwACtJ9I/AAAAAAAAAH0/BQiB_fPpjxc/s200/P1000085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38SWACtKBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/51T9_OdaW0M/s1600-h/P1000068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151856667912906770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38SWACtKBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/51T9_OdaW0M/s200/P1000068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RwQCtJ-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/gesEzk8Rlwo/s1600-h/P1000080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151856019372845026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RwQCtJ-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/gesEzk8Rlwo/s200/P1000080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RwwCtJ_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/9ovqQ0JJeyU/s1600-h/P1000075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151856027962779634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RwwCtJ_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/9ovqQ0JJeyU/s200/P1000075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38SWQCtKCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qYGijI4PYKE/s1600-h/P1000066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151856672207874082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38SWQCtKCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qYGijI4PYKE/s200/P1000066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RxACtKAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bi5MoGvsiC8/s1600-h/P1000072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151856032257746946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RxACtKAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/bi5MoGvsiC8/s200/P1000072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38Q_wCtJ3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/9zMkK5OcqKg/s1600-h/P1000130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151855186149189490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38Q_wCtJ3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/9zMkK5OcqKg/s200/P1000130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RAQCtJ4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/tjqu4N1La58/s1600-h/P1000122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151855194739124098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RAQCtJ4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/tjqu4N1La58/s200/P1000122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RAgCtJ5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/HXmadkGlPdw/s1600-h/P1000117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151855199034091410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RAgCtJ5I/AAAAAAAAAHU/HXmadkGlPdw/s200/P1000117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151855207624026018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RBACtJ6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/YsRuJLDLU8Y/s200/P1000115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38ONQCtJzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xYPDic2aOE4/s1600-h/P1000193.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RBQCtJ7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/_v58vTxWpBw/s1600-h/P1000114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151855211918993330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38RBQCtJ7I/AAAAAAAAAHk/_v58vTxWpBw/s200/P1000114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38ONgCtJ0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/dGjC0u2lVig/s1600-h/P1000156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151852123837507394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38ONgCtJ0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/dGjC0u2lVig/s200/P1000156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38OOACtJ1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/r5CTnDgqz8k/s1600-h/P1000128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151852132427442002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38OOACtJ1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/r5CTnDgqz8k/s200/P1000128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38OOQCtJ2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/DtWYQ1wvZ3U/s1600-h/P1000146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151852136722409314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38OOQCtJ2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/DtWYQ1wvZ3U/s200/P1000146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East coast! on shinni's birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38ONACtJyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xUdV1bFbQa0/s1600-h/hoho+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38ONQCtJzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xYPDic2aOE4/s1600-h/P1000193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151852119542540082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38ONQCtJzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xYPDic2aOE4/s200/P1000193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class chalet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38ONACtJyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xUdV1bFbQa0/s1600-h/hoho+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151852115247572770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38ONACtJyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xUdV1bFbQa0/s200/hoho+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class pic! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R38ONACtJyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xUdV1bFbQa0/s1600-h/hoho+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/11537008-4424061663172496347?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/4424061663172496347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-3524158202655870864</id><published>2008-01-01T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:00:13.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year, new start!!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i finally met up with the clique of 5! although i will see 4 of them in school, but, there isnt any time to catch up! Shinni and I walked to paradiz centre to find the pool shop to be closed. MAN I HAVE NOT PLAY POOL FOR SUCH A LONG LONG TIME! TOTALLY LOST TOUCH OF iT! but, at least, i can hit some balls in. lol. oh, yesterday, i was super stressed up to find mahjong kaki! in the end, we managed to find one though. then we played till 2 plus am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last night, i heard loud shoutings from my parent's room. There were a lot of slammings of doors and stamping of feet. scare me to death! couldnt even concentrate on playing mahjong. actually, they wanted to play longer, but, i was damn worried so we just ended the game. lucky, it was nothing serious. all married couples quarrel, dont they? but this is like the 1st time i saw my dad flared up, super scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, as the heading states, new year, new start. so i hope i can start afresh and do well for A lvls. THROW THE LAZY ME AWAY!! THROW THE GIRL WHO ALWAYS PROCRASTINATE AWAY!!! i really hope this year will be better than last yr. although last yr was seriously a great yr for me as well, but this yr could be better! like better results and better attitude towards learning. AND DEFINITELY CHANGE FOR THE BETTER!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME 2008!!!!!! and bye bye 2007! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-3524158202655870864?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/3524158202655870864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=3524158202655870864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3524158202655870864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3524158202655870864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-new-start.html' title='new year, new start!!'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-8728369945023299942</id><published>2007-12-28T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T00:16:49.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy!</title><content type='html'>Yup, today i spent 2 hrs playing badminton with gwen! I dont know how both of us manage to do that so easily last time. guess we are old already. lol. But, nevertheless, we played for 2 hrs! and we sweated a lot. both of us were thinking our hands and back are prolly gonna ache tomorrow to the extent of rolling out of bed! Although it was tiring, but i enjoyed it anyway. cos its with GWEN KOH!! HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i saw ching en today! my long lost neighbour!!!!!!! NO MATTER WHAT, I CAN STILL RECOGNISE HIM!! gwen still cant believe that we used to call him ching ching! hahha. AH have not seen him for like 1 yr already. time passes by without me knowing and nxt yr gonna be a kickass year! jia you to myself! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOKING FORWARD TO BIRTHDAY BASH ON 31ST DECEMBER!! I MISS THEM LURS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-8728369945023299942?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/8728369945023299942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=8728369945023299942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/8728369945023299942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/8728369945023299942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy.html' title='happy!'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-4438286462471321508</id><published>2007-12-26T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T01:37:26.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>satisfied =)</title><content type='html'>Today, i took the scholars, together with 2 aj facilitators, huili and charli, and of course seng yang to sentosa to play 'amazing race'. AND WE GOT 2ND! but the bad news is only the champion has prize =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we walked a lot, but, i feel very satisfied with my sense of direction. At least i remembered the points that i went to last month. Initially, our group 2d was very lethargic, but, along the way, as we got to know each other better, everyone got more enthusiatic! Everyone would think that scholars are very 'sian', to the contrary, they are very fun and interesting to be with! looking forward to meet the 6 juniors i met during these moe programmes. Really had fun with them. A trip worth going =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-4438286462471321508?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/4438286462471321508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=4438286462471321508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4438286462471321508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4438286462471321508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/12/satisfied.html' title='satisfied =)'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-2087571499434898281</id><published>2007-12-24T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T00:11:42.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTOS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R29pfACtJlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9HmkNgrzbqI/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147448880415974994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R29pfACtJlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9HmkNgrzbqI/s200/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R29pfgCtJmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TSY2iWcAacM/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147448889005909602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R29pfgCtJmI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TSY2iWcAacM/s200/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; totally loves these kids =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R28_rgCtJhI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mwHw-UvK8s8/s1600-h/20th+dec+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147402915675973138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R28_rgCtJhI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mwHw-UvK8s8/s200/20th+dec+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R28_rwCtJiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vquLOY_UBuQ/s1600-h/20th+dec+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147402919970940450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R28_rwCtJiI/AAAAAAAAAEc/vquLOY_UBuQ/s200/20th+dec+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R28_rwCtJjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0l3P4c961bg/s1600-h/20th+dec+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147402919970940466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R28_rwCtJjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/0l3P4c961bg/s200/20th+dec+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R28_rwCtJkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MOn-w07mHhA/s1600-h/20th+dec+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147402919970940482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R28_rwCtJkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MOn-w07mHhA/s200/20th+dec+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;here are the photos taken on 20th dec! &lt;3&gt; &lt;p&gt;and MERRY X'MAS IN ADVANCE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-2087571499434898281?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/2087571499434898281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=2087571499434898281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2087571499434898281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2087571499434898281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/12/photos.html' title='PHOTOS!'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R29pfACtJlI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9HmkNgrzbqI/s72-c/Image015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-7821457100210211393</id><published>2007-12-20T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T09:02:10.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH by the way, SHINNI TOH GOOD LUCK FOR YOUR TOE SURGERY. I WILL PRAY FOR YOU THAT IT WILL BE TOTALLY PAINLESS. trust me. its not painful! =) everything will be okay! dont be too scared! 2 needles and thats the end of your nightmare! keep your wound clean!!!!!!!! and HOPE UR NAIL WILL GROW FAST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-7821457100210211393?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/7821457100210211393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=7821457100210211393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7821457100210211393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7821457100210211393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-by-way-shinni-toh-good-luck-for-your.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-1027908476820970481</id><published>2007-12-20T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T08:57:11.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another happy day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20th december is a happy happy day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, i met gwen tong in the afternoon and she waited for me because i was a few minutes later than her! this is the 2nd time she waited! usually i'm the one waiting but its okay. =)) dont mind. hehe. we went to watch alvin and the chipmunks which is quite highly recommended. the songs are great and the chipmunks can totally melt your heart with their cuteness. &lt;strong&gt;TOTALLY ADORABLE. &lt;/strong&gt;then we went to take neoprints! it has been a long time seen i last took them, esp with tong!!! lucky it was a successful one. really love the times and moments with you!! &lt;33333&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qavQCtJWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/t6_iNp93k7o/s1600-h/janice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146095660775056738" style="CURSOR: hand" height="137" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qavQCtJWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/t6_iNp93k7o/s200/janice.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and i left home without bringing enough money because i was going to meet 2 different people at different time and venue. luckily shinni was working at central today. so i borrowed money from her. then i went to look at those accessories at her shop. quite nice but its very expensive. imagine paying for 90++ for a sunglass. gosh i wont buy it! and i was pretending to be a customer when her manager came in. so awkward. but i did look through those clothes and all, without the intention buying them at all-too expensive! :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at 6 45, i went to meet michelle at clark quay mrt! HAVE NOT SEEN HER FOR LIKE 7 MTHS! miss those crappy things we usually do in school. lol. she&lt;strong&gt; tried&lt;/strong&gt; to trip me twice today &lt;strong&gt;but failed&lt;/strong&gt;! hahaha. i am too used to it already. then we went to azabu soba to eat. and we drank 5 cups of green tea! because we were talking a lot and at the same time waiting for shinni to end work. throughout the conversation, we kept laughing until our jaws ached and we realised we were the noisiest there! after that me miche and shinni went riciotti to eat desserts. because after 9pm it will be sold at half price.=) and they agreed that the desserts were &lt;strong&gt;NICE&lt;/strong&gt;! dint recommend wrongly right. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay. this is very very very long. shall stop here=))) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qdEgCtJXI/AAAAAAAAADE/O0UOHMoUhco/s1600-h/smileagain(559).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146098224870532466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qdEgCtJXI/AAAAAAAAADE/O0UOHMoUhco/s200/smileagain(559).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our desserts from riciotti =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;photos from yesterday's makan paradise( in the URA building)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qd6wCtJcI/AAAAAAAAADs/vQ2feL2f_jE/s1600-h/smileagain(546).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146099156878435778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qd6wCtJcI/AAAAAAAAADs/vQ2feL2f_jE/s200/smileagain(546).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qd6wCtJbI/AAAAAAAAADk/8M2Vu_nHhX0/s1600-h/smileagain(549).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146099156878435762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qd6wCtJbI/AAAAAAAAADk/8M2Vu_nHhX0/s200/smileagain(549).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qd6gCtJaI/AAAAAAAAADc/-RVyh7o4CVA/s1600-h/smileagain(557).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146099152583468450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qd6gCtJaI/AAAAAAAAADc/-RVyh7o4CVA/s200/smileagain(557).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qd6gCtJZI/AAAAAAAAADU/nwHA1v0R2YE/s1600-h/smileagain(550).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146099152583468434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qd6gCtJZI/AAAAAAAAADU/nwHA1v0R2YE/s200/smileagain(550).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qd6QCtJYI/AAAAAAAAADM/R3-W_pf_Utw/s1600-h/smileagain(543).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146099148288501122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qd6QCtJYI/AAAAAAAAADM/R3-W_pf_Utw/s200/smileagain(543).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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-1027908476820970481?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/1027908476820970481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=1027908476820970481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/1027908476820970481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/1027908476820970481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/12/another-happy-day.html' title='another happy day~'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R2qavQCtJWI/AAAAAAAAAC8/t6_iNp93k7o/s72-c/janice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-3347192040122861100</id><published>2007-12-19T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T09:19:13.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>=))</title><content type='html'>tdy me and shinni went for our makan paradise! luckily those scholars in our group are enthusiatic or else i think we wont know what to do. although there are some teasings and 'suaninhs' along the way, overall i think its quite fun but a lil tiring though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we rushed to somerset and back to city hall again to meet da jie! and da jie has smth make-up on him!!!!!!! it was super hilarious! oh the book fest is huge!! and off we go to eat and buy donuts =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dont know why the bus service stops at 8 15 everyday! and i got to say although the cab fares have increased, many people are still taking them! initially i wanted to take a cab, but, after waiting for half an hour, i decided to walk home instead. shinni was like saying if i am you, i wont walk home, its so far. but walking is more productive than waiting isnt it. and i enjoy walking aimlessly. heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr shall be outing with tong!!!!! and miche babe too! have not seen them for ages. thats all for today!! &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-3347192040122861100?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/3347192040122861100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=3347192040122861100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3347192040122861100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3347192040122861100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='=))'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-4452822435371798575</id><published>2007-12-08T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T02:27:59.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why why why</title><content type='html'>WHY AM I ALWAYS PROCRASTINATING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;SUPPOSE &lt;/strong&gt;to finish my homework ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;BUT up till now, i &lt;strong&gt;HAVE NOT&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-4452822435371798575?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/4452822435371798575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=4452822435371798575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4452822435371798575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4452822435371798575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/12/why-why-why.html' title='why why why'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-1801191384370682035</id><published>2007-11-29T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T05:57:11.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Menu for tonight's dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cakes and more cakes! =))&lt;br /&gt;I must say cakes at classic cakes are delicious. especially since its served by deborah! HAHA! She treated us to durian crepes. AH felt so bad, must treat them to swensen's ice-cream one day.&lt;br /&gt;Bing jian and I got lost along the way to classic cakes. So we called for help many times. Lucky i knew where the fish shop is. lol. Then we called haoxun down, with the intention of him paying for the cakes that we ate. hehe. anyway, its once again a happy day since i spent half of the day in the library. yes i do study, although i stone most of the time there. I must let my eyes get some rest by looking at the trees.&lt;br /&gt;STUDY DATE WITH PARRR SOON!!!!!! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-1801191384370682035?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/1801191384370682035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=1801191384370682035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/1801191384370682035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/1801191384370682035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/11/loves.html' title='loves'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-4183276470498629549</id><published>2007-11-28T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T07:42:30.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Today-28th Nov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with deb, chang and seng yang to vivo! =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched enchanted and i must say the show is really nice. the female lead is TOTALLY GORGEOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and we ate b&amp;amp;j ice-cream for $1. yes $1 for 4 scoops! b'cos sy's friend worked there so she kindly gave us free scoop, but when i wanted to pay money( since all the money are with me), the guys( her colleagues) cashed in $1 so i was quite stunned initially. I passed him $14 but he took $2 from me only and he even returned me $1 change! wow. totally cool. OKAY I REMEMBER UR KINDNESS. I BET ALL OF US DID. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R02K1eOjloI/AAAAAAAAACc/VukeZxI7IK4/s1600-h/funnnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137915401151420034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R02K1eOjloI/AAAAAAAAACc/VukeZxI7IK4/s200/funnnn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R02LJ-OjlpI/AAAAAAAAACk/wSiGF9sVsXM/s1600-h/funnnn+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137915753338738322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R02LJ-OjlpI/AAAAAAAAACk/wSiGF9sVsXM/s200/funnnn+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R02LSeOjlqI/AAAAAAAAACs/bTdcwD4Bvbo/s1600-h/funnnn+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137915899367626402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R02LSeOjlqI/AAAAAAAAACs/bTdcwD4Bvbo/s200/funnnn+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo 1!                                   No. 2!! =))                                 our ice-cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R02LZeOjlrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3Y_UpNzaXR8/s1600-h/funnnn+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137916019626710706" style="CURSOR: hand" height="200" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R02LZeOjlrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3Y_UpNzaXR8/s200/funnnn+2.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     SEE ITS ONLY 1 BUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-4183276470498629549?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/4183276470498629549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=4183276470498629549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4183276470498629549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4183276470498629549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/11/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R02K1eOjloI/AAAAAAAAACc/VukeZxI7IK4/s72-c/funnnn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-8385644979112710787</id><published>2007-11-23T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T08:29:19.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R0b_YrqXzUI/AAAAAAAAACU/0Zpt52w7qUc/s1600-h/P1000228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136073224565017922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R0b_YrqXzUI/AAAAAAAAACU/0Zpt52w7qUc/s200/P1000228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136072125053390130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R0b-YrqXzTI/AAAAAAAAACM/u1NdlS_81aU/s200/P1000228colour.jpg" border="0" /&gt; After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESE ARE DONE BY VALERIE!!!!!! THANKS SWEETS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-8385644979112710787?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/8385644979112710787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=8385644979112710787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/8385644979112710787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/8385644979112710787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/11/before-after-these-are-done-by-valerie.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/R0b_YrqXzUI/AAAAAAAAACU/0Zpt52w7qUc/s72-c/P1000228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-4940773439010346134</id><published>2007-11-08T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T06:38:21.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"adventurous" but TIRED!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHINNI TOH!!!!!!!!! WELCOME TO THE 17TH CLUB! =) HOPE U ENJOY TODAY THOUGH ITS SUPER TIRING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, me and val went to shinni's hse in the morning to make sushi! And i am proud to announce that WE CAN MAKE DELICIOUS SUSHI!! hahaha. After that we watched tv and played cards. Around 1pm, we went to EAST COAST PARK. Man! i got to admit that people still go to east coast park because it was super crowded over there! We rented bicycles and I FORGOT TO CHECK THE BIC COS THE PERSON KEPT RUSHING US OUT AFTER WE CHOSE OUR BICS! So we started cycling and i felt super tired after a while. i asked shinni if she was tired. she said no! so i thought maybe i am growing too fat, no more stamina, thats why i was so tired and was sweating so much. BUT IN THE END, I REALISED THAT ITS NOT MY PROBLEM. THE BIC TYRE WAS PUNCTURED EVEN WHEN IT WAS ALREADY IN THE SHOP!!! imagine cycling for a long distance with a punctured tyre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is, the bic couldnt even move after that. So me and Shinni cycled quickly back to the shop to ask for help BUT THE PERSON SAY BY HOOK OR BY CROOK WE HAVE TO MOVE THE BIC BACK ON OUR OWN COS THEY WERE NOT FREE! this is when the adventure starts. I carried the bic back from area L of the chalet all the way to the bic shop. AND I AM SO SAD TO SAY THAT SINGAPOREANS ARE SO SICKENING! THEY LOOKED AT WHAT YOU ARE DOING WITHOUT OFFERING THEIR HELP. val mentioned that to me so i said they dont even bother to open the door for you. AND BECAUSE OF THIS 'WEIGHT-LIFTING' I THINK I AM SUPER MUSCULAR NOW AND I EVEN GOT A BLUEBLACK ON MY HIP BECAUSE THE ENTIRE BIC WEIGHT WAS ON MY HIP. Never mind, i am strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was quite fun. Camwhoring was fun, 'weight-lifting' was kind of fun and the most important factor is I HAVE MY FRIENDS WITH ME!!!!!!!!=)))))  Once again, HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY SHINNI! TRIPLE S!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-4940773439010346134?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/4940773439010346134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=4940773439010346134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4940773439010346134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4940773439010346134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/11/adventurous-but-tired.html' title='&quot;adventurous&quot; but TIRED!'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-98966535070354160</id><published>2007-11-03T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T05:38:20.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel loved! =)</title><content type='html'>YAY!yesterday i FINALLY went kbox with cindy!had so much fun singing and making funny cum crazy videos.hehe.oh!me and cindy were thinking next time when we go kbox again, we would ask da jie and valerie along.then they will sing their love songs.HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want to say is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU CINDY FOR YOUR PRESENTS!i know u spent days making and searching for them!really appreciate it!AND ALSO G(CJ^2)ETS-VY FOR UR CARD! &lt;333 I FEEL SO LOVED!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-98966535070354160?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/98966535070354160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=98966535070354160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/98966535070354160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/98966535070354160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-feel-loved.html' title='i feel loved! =)'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-6703560432936117433</id><published>2007-10-31T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T12:37:47.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>oh well.i am old by another year already!!does this mean that my mentality has grown along with my age?I DOUBT SO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today me shinni val and da jie went to eat SAKAE.da jie was conned there to treat me!HOHOHO!played bridge and dai-tee and i am proud to announce that I AM THE DAI-TEE KING!=)we ate till we want to burst lah.super full.AND OP IS FINALLY OVER!was quite satisfied with our group's performance.WELL DONE SA154!but my Q&amp;amp;A was like totally crap.ZOMG!I JUST WIGGLE MY WAY THROUGH.never mind!anyway thanks guys for the treat.really appreciated it!&lt;3333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I WALKED HOME FROM THE MRT STATION AGAIN!cos i was thinking i am so full now.dont feel like taking the bus.so i walked! =)walking aimlessly is love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-6703560432936117433?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/6703560432936117433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=6703560432936117433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/6703560432936117433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/6703560432936117433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-7843293981226105288</id><published>2007-10-28T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T07:52:24.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deep in thoughts</title><content type='html'>i have not blog for quite some time. i was really happy on fri!ITS BECAUSE MY GP TUTOR PUSHED MY GRADE UP TO A PASSING GRADE, SO MY RANK POINTS INCREASED TOO!!!!! =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putting all these aside, i was starting to ponder this recently. what would life be like with my brother around. will it be as peaceful as now or will it be full of laughter. actually i am satisfied with what i have now. its just that i want to know him better and experience every single thing with him like with my sister. i always wonder how he look like because i never had the chance to see him. i think he will be quite handsome lah huh.hehe. sometimes i find that this song really suit my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wont give up&lt;br /&gt;And i wont break down&lt;br /&gt;Sooner than it seems life turns around&lt;br /&gt;And i'll be strong&lt;br /&gt;Even if it all goes wrong&lt;br /&gt;When i'm standing in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I still believe&lt;br /&gt;Someone's watching over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY FAMILY!!!!!!!ALTHOUGH NOT ALL OF THEM. BUT I LOVE MY MAMA PAPA JIE JIE AH MA AH GONG AND THE LEAST CUNNING AUNT AND UNCLE! =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-7843293981226105288?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/7843293981226105288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=7843293981226105288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7843293981226105288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7843293981226105288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/10/deep-in-thoughts.html' title='deep in thoughts'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-473826929372306428</id><published>2007-10-17T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T06:08:44.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yayy =]</title><content type='html'>today pw was productive.we dint joke and play around as much as compared to last wk's because george is not arnd to distract valerie.hahaha.GIRL'S POWER RULE!all the guys were ill so our grp only left with me shinni and valerie.even without them we managed to edit most of the wr and trust me this is the 1st time i am reading the wr so carefully.didnt even missed out a single word.lol.oh and we got back our overall score for promos today and i am really glad that i will be able to promote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;promos:GP-38(U)&lt;br /&gt;Chem-54.5(D)&lt;br /&gt;Geography-53-(D)&lt;br /&gt;Maths-58(C)&lt;br /&gt;Economics-62.5(B)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese-69(B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the trend for my overall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall:Chinese-80(A)&lt;br /&gt;Economics-65(B)&lt;br /&gt;Chem-55(C)&lt;br /&gt;Maths-54(D)&lt;br /&gt;Geograhpy-45(E)&lt;br /&gt;GP-43(S) =(&lt;br /&gt;rank points:56&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MUST BUCK UP ON MY GP!CANNOT MISINTERPRET QS ANYMORE!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-473826929372306428?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/473826929372306428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=473826929372306428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/473826929372306428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/473826929372306428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/10/yayy.html' title='yayy =]'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-1132779686459059937</id><published>2007-10-08T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T22:22:28.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhhh</title><content type='html'>STUPID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!OUR CT MAKES IT COMPULSORY TO COME BACK TO SCH AND WE STONE THE WHOLE DAY IN SCH!!!!!!!!!!!FREAK!AND THE THING IS THE DOOR IS ONLY OPENED AT LIKE 12?!?!?!?!?SO WE WASTED 5 HRS IN SCH!FOS!OH AND THEN IT WAS POURING AFTER THAT LAH!!!!!!!EXPECTED WE GOT FREAKING WET! AHHHHHHHHHH I HATE HER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-1132779686459059937?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/1132779686459059937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=1132779686459059937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/1132779686459059937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/1132779686459059937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/10/ahhhhhh.html' title='ahhhhhh'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-6489626734803487677</id><published>2007-10-06T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T07:52:12.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN</title><content type='html'>ahhh!!!I HAVE A REALLY GREAT NIGHT TODAY!!THANKS TONG! =)))&lt;br /&gt;have not met her for like what 8 mths!its just too great to see her again!!!!!!!!sorry for neglecting u for so long but i hope u enjoy tonight too!!I LOOK FORWARD TO MORE!too tired to blog more! shall upload the neoprints we took later when gwen a.k.a tong send me!! &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one short and sweet sentence: I MISS HER AND I LOVE THIS NIGHT!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-6489626734803487677?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/6489626734803487677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=6489626734803487677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/6489626734803487677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/6489626734803487677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun.html' title='FUN'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-3682543104124760717</id><published>2007-10-06T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T22:00:10.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/Rwhnl1fGD0I/AAAAAAAAABc/SAG-a1-6Ywo/s1600-h/1_935635793l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118454876216889154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/Rwhnl1fGD0I/AAAAAAAAABc/SAG-a1-6Ywo/s200/1_935635793l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         cherished &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118454661468524338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/RwhnZVfGDzI/AAAAAAAAABU/rstGm1QPiu0/s200/1_839738794l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                               really enjoyed myself!=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-3682543104124760717?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/3682543104124760717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=3682543104124760717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3682543104124760717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3682543104124760717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/10/cherished-3-really-enjoyed-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/Rwhnl1fGD0I/AAAAAAAAABc/SAG-a1-6Ywo/s72-c/1_935635793l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-592403302203299736</id><published>2007-09-25T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T02:34:27.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-.-</title><content type='html'>today i sat for a 3 hrs mt paper!!!thats DAMN long lah. was sitting until my butt got numbed and the hall was freaking cold lo. pray hard that i dint write out of point for both gp and mt!!!!!!or else i am soooooo dead. here are some tresured moments captured with my friends! &lt;3         my friends are simply tooo adorable!lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114071273680801570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/RvjUulfGDyI/AAAAAAAAABM/1SkBjHU8c0Q/s200/IMG_0137_sized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                           &lt;strong&gt;they totally rocks my buckaroos lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114070307313159938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/RvjT2VfGDwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6TaO1oVbjMo/s200/36782933049264l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                               &lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt; happiest moment!! &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114070818414268178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/RvjUUFfGDxI/AAAAAAAAABE/Q5iKNHIgqSA/s200/CIMG9991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                   &lt;strong&gt;   miss u babe!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/RvjSsFfGDvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/uMq9nzrVGoQ/s1600-h/DSC00525.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-592403302203299736?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/592403302203299736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=592403302203299736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/592403302203299736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/592403302203299736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_25.html' title='-.-'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/RvjUulfGDyI/AAAAAAAAABM/1SkBjHU8c0Q/s72-c/IMG_0137_sized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-2137320309122946168</id><published>2007-09-16T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T03:03:57.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/Ruz-uoHbnvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wZ-DhtzwRgM/s1600-h/18thhhdec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110739754154696434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/Ruz-uoHbnvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wZ-DhtzwRgM/s320/18thhhdec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/Ruz-g4HbnuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/J5ol_abRuNs/s1600-h/1_319876488l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110739517931495138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/Ruz-g4HbnuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/J5ol_abRuNs/s320/1_319876488l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I MISS ALL OF U!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;PERSONALITY TEST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are not looking merely for a girl/boyfriend - you are looking for your life partner. Perhaps you should be more open-minded about who you spend time with. The person you are looking for might hide their charm under their exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your views on education:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.I AM MATURE!!!HAHAH =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THE REAL ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got great self-confidence and you're full of charm. Most guys who get to know you will be attracted to you. You are far from sweet and proper; your intriguing personality fascinates them. Most guys find it easy to fall for a girl like you.&lt;br /&gt;You really care about other people's feelings and are quite serious about the issues that affect your life. You are sincere, and your concern for the well-being of others makes many people want to be your friend.&lt;br /&gt;You are a bright, cheerful and bubbly !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;person. You are thoughtful and considerate, and like to have fun. Everybody feels comfortable around you because of your pleasant nature. When you walk into a room, people's eyes are likely to be drawn to you because of your charm.&lt;br /&gt;Your peers think of you as a fun person, but sometimes you can be a little irresponsible. You can be somewhat childish, and can try to ignore the fact that you will one day need to really grow up and be a mature adult! Perhaps you could start reading good books; they might help you look at the world in a different light. You do want to be taken seriously, right?&lt;br /&gt;Your boyfriend believes that you are a strong and independent person. Your confidence and cheerfulness make you an attractive person to be around, but sometimes you need to pay more attention to what other people, including your boyfriend, are thinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-2137320309122946168?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/2137320309122946168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=2137320309122946168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2137320309122946168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2137320309122946168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-miss-all-of-u-personality-test-your.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8b9RIEbjKzk/Ruz-uoHbnvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wZ-DhtzwRgM/s72-c/18thhhdec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-1710917558003294513</id><published>2007-09-05T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T07:50:27.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It seems that i have not blogged for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 september&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to cindy's hse!!HER HOUSE IS DAMN HUGE!!!!!!Me and Cindy studied except for Shinni who kept playing with the laptop.oh!then Cindy got 'addicted' to the game i downloaded in her laptop.She was so frustrated as she played!me and shinni were even more agitated than her.LOL.after that i went to vivo to watch ratatouille!!DARN NICE!i was thinking if all the rats are as cute as remy and have a good sense of hygiene and eat clean food, they make a good pet!hee=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 september&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had chem remedial in the morning till 12 plus.after that i joined bing jian, deborah and haoxun in HK cafe at cine. it was super fun talking and suaning them.lol.then we went to the library @ esplanade. THERE WERE NO SEATS FOR US.so all of us sat on the floor to do work. i did maths which was totally torturous!it was very difficult.how am i going to pass promos!!??!! oh then we went to the hawker centre near esplanade and there were so many many houseflies. we bought a lot of food to share.=) IN THE END ALL OF US HAD TUMMY ACHE!we were saying maybe we will see each other at the A&amp;amp;E department in NUH since it is the nearest hospital for all of us!all will be there because of food poisoning.super hilarious.imagine calling each other to find out about each other's whereabouts, only to realise that all are in the same hospital because of food poisoning.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i LOVE BEING WITH MY FRIENDS!!had soooooo much fun with them, be it crapping suaning or gossiping. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-1710917558003294513?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/1710917558003294513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=1710917558003294513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/1710917558003294513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/1710917558003294513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='=)))'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-3424021902838527465</id><published>2007-08-16T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T05:47:30.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sexually harassed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OH GOSH!I AM SEXUALLY HARASSED BY VALERIE KWAN SHI YI OF 07S22!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;firstly, today when i came for chem lecture in the cc, before i even sat down she made the muacks sound to me!!causing me to change seats with xinying and cindy so that i can avoid her. SHE 'MODIFIED' SO MUCH LAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;secondly, yesterday she kept singing the translated version of the song that shawn sang in css2.it goes like this, wo ai ni, bu shi ai gei bia ren ting. gives me the creep lah!then we asked her to sing to cindy, which she did, cindy had goosebumps!SUPER HILARIOUS.SHE HAS REALLY BECOME A JOKE AMONG US!(no offence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;oh.and then yesterday morning, val was waving to this girl who she thought was her friend.the girl waved back BUT NOT TO HER. she was waving to the grp of people behind us!then she told me she realised that thats not her friend.SUPER EMBARRASSING!!but without her and the grp of friends i had, my life would be sooo dull and boring.LOVE YOU GUYS!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-3424021902838527465?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/3424021902838527465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=3424021902838527465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3424021902838527465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3424021902838527465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/08/sexually-harassed.html' title='sexually harassed!'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-8644444696292751003</id><published>2007-08-13T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T19:36:08.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I CANNOT DONATE BLOOD ANYMORE!!!!!waited for soooooooooooo long and now i cant donate cos i am sick.i felt so terrible yesterday!my head was in throbbing pain and tears just kept falling down.the clinic was full of people and my number is like 77!waited for 3 hrs to see a doctor!and the clinic was so freaking cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to have fever on sat night.actually i already knew that i will be sick cos my throat was hurting.my mum told me that my temp reached as high as 40 degrees.she was so scared that she dint dare to sleep.THANKS MAMA!!!!!!! &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; I DONT DARE TO EAT CHOCS AND BISCUITS ANYMORE!!!!!I LEARNT MY LESSON! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-8644444696292751003?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/8644444696292751003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=8644444696292751003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/8644444696292751003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/8644444696292751003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/08/sick.html' title='sick =('/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-4434420440620329959</id><published>2007-08-11T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T19:24:04.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new blogskin!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;yay!!!!i got a new blogskin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MANY THANKS TO MY GENIUS FRIEND, CINDY WHO HELPED ME!!!!!!!!! LOVE U LOTS!!! =))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;okayy. have not been blogging for a long time. shall start with the parent tutor meeting. it was quite okay given the fact that there were no negative comments about me from other teachers.then my mum was soooo ignorant in a funny way!she dint know that ms tan is my econs teacher cum ct so she was saying it in a demanding tone, WHO IS THE ECONS TEACHER!?!? then ms tan was taken aback by that lah!!she was saying er me.SUPER FUNNY! i was trying to suppress my laughter!LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;skip skip jump jump.lets go to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NATIONAL DAY EVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I WENT TO WATCH RUSH HOUR 3 and as quoted by da jie a.k.a zhen whye he said this movie can really LOL.and its true.super hilarious.LOVE that show.i wanted to watch 'alone' but then the tickets were all selling out fast!and tickets for jay chou's movie- secret were also sold out. after this long holiday, it will mean more and more and more and more and more work!!oh.national day parade was beautiful!the fireworks and performances were like WOW..what a mesmerizing night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat sakae sushi with my mum and sis yesterday!spent abt $57+ cos my sis took the red plates.we wanted to queue for donuts at the factory donuts but we dint have time cos we have to visit our aunt.other days i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay!I SHALL UPDATE UNTIL HERE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;loving every moment of my life! &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-2093581845815878999</id><published>2007-07-21T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T19:24:30.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harry potter rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;HARRY POTTER MOVIE IS NICE!!i mean though those who watched told me that it wasnt nice but i still think it ROCKS!maybe everyone has different expectations towards the movie.i was quite sad abt the part where sirius black died.its like a sudden sadness just filled my heart totally.besides the movie, the most exciting thing is HARRY POTTER'S NEW BOOK IS OUT AND I BORROWED IT !!!CANT WAIT TO READ IT!!&lt;br /&gt;nxt wed and thurs will be learning festival and i will be watching harry potter again.hehe but i dont mind.oh..and before the screening of the movie, there was this reception thing where we had buffet, me my sis and her friend(miu miu) were super hungry lah.my sis and her friend queued 3 times la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THE SAD PART IS THIS WILL BE THE LAST HARRY POTTER BOOK!!IN 20 YRS TIME I BET NO ONE WOULD REALLY RMB ABT THESE GREAT BOOKS!SUCH A WASTE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-2093581845815878999?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/2093581845815878999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=2093581845815878999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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econs results and i came to a conclusion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT STUDY SO HARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dint study econs as hard as chem and maths but the funny and weird thing is i actually did better in econs.i scored a C for econs as compared to a E and U for chem and maths respectively.this is so ironical.but i was still glad that i managed to do better than i expected.In this way, it can make up for my lousy gp grade-S!!!I TOTALLY WROTE OUT OF POINT LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY THING IS I AM GONNA GET A TREAT FROM RYAN!!!!YEAH..!!!and i am going to watch HARRY POTTER TMR!!!!FREE TICKETS!FINALLY POTTER IS HERE!!but i heard from my friends that the movie aint nice.lets find out tmr!=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was writing this in chinese class today: JUE YING RYAN SHINNI ZHEN WHYE AND ME(BESTFRIEND FOREVER!!!)HOPEFULLY!!HEHEHE..oh and there is this sickening thing.there was a security talk in sch 9 days ago and they talked abt ns boys bringing their female partners to some kind of ball AND THAT STUPID ANNOYING SHIH HOONG ACTUALLY IMAGINE DA JIE BRINGING ME THERE LAH!LIKE WTH..NO LINK!?!?!?!like it will nvr happen lah..lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am seriously bored now.where did everyone vanish to??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone in this world full of hypocrites...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-7653650512006491293?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/7653650512006491293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=7653650512006491293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7653650512006491293'/><link rel='self' 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nvr fail to bring shame to my parents.it has been a very depressing day for me that i wish that a car would just bang me down when i was crossing the road.this way, all my troubles would vanish.i feel like crying but i cant.its as though all my troubles and sadness are stuck in my heart and they just cant come out.i feel suffocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always been an optimistic person.but now, i am no longer what i am.I JUST FEEL LIKE GIVING UP!!!!THERE IS NO LONGER A PURPOSE IN MY LIFE!I NEED A SHOULDER OF COMFORT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANICE=FAILURE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-4164002556828535461?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/4164002556828535461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=4164002556828535461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4164002556828535461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/4164002556828535461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-longer-optimistic-person.html' title='no longer an optimistic person'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-3083686549507042954</id><published>2007-07-10T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T19:25:36.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HELLO!!got my chem results back today.was quite disappointed with my grades although i was putting on a cheerful and satisfied facade in class.i studied quite hard for it as compared to econs.its just so disappointing when u worked hard for something and ur effort wasnt paid off.this goes for the same for maths.i practised 20 plus questions for every topic and a U grade was what i got for all the efforts that i put in.so sometimes i ponder if i should really study.BUT this is a great motivation for me to work hard and get the grades that i want.i mean it is the grades in A lvls that counts.this reminds me of the same incident in sec 3 where i failed my a-maths and bio badly,but that is because i dint study for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NO MORE TV FRM NOW!!EXCEPT CSS 2! =0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-3083686549507042954?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/3083686549507042954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=3083686549507042954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3083686549507042954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3083686549507042954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-621758067877116670</id><published>2007-07-09T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T19:25:52.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow.this is long!</title><content type='html'>have not updated for many days.so i shall start with the end of exams!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;29th june&lt;br /&gt;maths exams ended at 10am and it means FREEDOM to all of us!!who wasnt happy abt it??lol.so after exams we went to the mrt station to meet da jie as he had already arrived thus me and shinni walked very fast okay and we even pang seh-ed ryan in sch and left first.after a while ryan came after sc meeting and we went to cine!its such a pity jue ying couldnt join us b'cos she had gu zhen.OH AND I FINALLY GOT TO EAT AT HK CAFE ALTHOUGH THE SERVICE THERE SUCKS.but nevertheless the food tasted quite okay.=)we ate damn quickly cos our movie was about to start soon.SURFS UP!!!WAS SUPER FUNNY AND GOOD!the little penguins were all so cute!&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-621758067877116670?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/621758067877116670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=621758067877116670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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at woodlands mrt station at 9.50 then we headed to our destination:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LIBRARY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes we went there to mug.whatelse.and then shinni saw something.okay..bla bla bla we left at 5+ cos i was really sleepy!i got insomia the night before!!reached home use the com then i talked to ryan.i told him this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOYS=TROUBLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..then he replied me with this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS=RETARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are not retards okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel that girls should not be TOO crazy over guys until they think of funny things to do to that guy.we have our pride and self-esteem too right.there are limits to everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-8883727879118361520?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/8883727879118361520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=8883727879118361520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/8883727879118361520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/8883727879118361520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/06/okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-5428357167392473469</id><published>2007-05-31T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:55:18.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SHINNI..MY PHONE SELDOM VIBRATES SINCE AFTER U LEFT FOR OBS!!!HAHAHA..i miss u truckloads lah.LOL.I GOT XIN GAN ONE OKAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to shinni!HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CG 07S22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know her since 1st intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo!(only for a while)hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fair(she will nvr be tanned)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehhe..eh i listed out a lot of characteristics lah.shinni!!!u better read this post!lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..mortal!u believe that i am your angel now?!!hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-5428357167392473469?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/5428357167392473469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=5428357167392473469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/5428357167392473469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/5428357167392473469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/05/shinni.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-2155382172166428689</id><published>2007-05-19T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T06:48:26.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>janice's analogy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys treat girls like clothes&lt;br /&gt;girls treat guys like delicacies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only apply to some people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..i am bored.i know i should be studying for my common test now.but then i just cant get started without having my timetable drafted up yet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC LIFE IS STRESSFUL!orientation should go on and on and on..saw this on my friend's nick:strategy and determination=victory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VICTORY IS MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!HEHE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-2155382172166428689?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/2155382172166428689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=2155382172166428689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2155382172166428689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/2155382172166428689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/05/janices-analogy-guys-treat-girls-like.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-3777357823321303331</id><published>2007-04-28T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T07:13:18.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On the outside, it seems that i dont give a damn to what has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, on the inside, it is seriously bothering me till its driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone come to the rescue??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS DRIVING ME NUTS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this complicated world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-3777357823321303331?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/3777357823321303331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=3777357823321303331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3777357823321303331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/3777357823321303331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/04/on-outside-it-seems-that-i-dont-give.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-7420683312168776203</id><published>2007-04-28T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T07:07:50.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am lost in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can anyone find me???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-7420683312168776203?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/7420683312168776203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=7420683312168776203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7420683312168776203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/7420683312168776203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-lost-in-this-world.html' title=''/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-117647420970891686</id><published>2007-04-13T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T07:23:29.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay!!!!</title><content type='html'>okayy.enough of emo posts!no more!!!!time for blogging! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went back to my sec sch speech day to collect prizes and to catch up with all my friends!!I MISS THEM LOTS!!i feel so proud of myself.1st achievement i got in school!HAHAHHAA.BUT i missed mentoring.i heard from shinni that the games played were boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GOOD THING IS I GOT $80 VOUCHERS!SO I CAN BUY TEXTBOOKS ALREADY! =))&lt;br /&gt;anyway..back to the main point!i can finally see most of my friends and i missed studying in the same school and class with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS!U RULE!!!!!!MISS U GUYS LOTS =) u all have brought joy and laughter into my life tonight with all the lame jokes games and talks! LOL..thanks :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-117647420970891686?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/117647420970891686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=117647420970891686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117647420970891686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117647420970891686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/04/yay.html' title='yay!!!!'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-117591637776161650</id><published>2007-04-07T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T20:31:38.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehe</title><content type='html'>forget about all the bad memories!i am not going to let it ruin my day!!=0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna post abt good fri!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went out with ryan jue ying and lucas!!one big family..although not everyone in the family is present..shinni and da jie nvr come!!!anyway, we watched bean's holiday which was quite funny.after which we went to eat suki!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY SUSHI!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;ryan and lucas were competing who ate the most but after that they realised that if they continue competing, their pocket will have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;DAMN BIG HOLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!!me and jue ying were talking abt sick jokes and some lame ones with the guys.THE JOKES WERE REALLY SICK!!gosh..was really full after that.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;AND THEN WE WENT TO TAKE NEOPRINTS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;me and jue ying were enthu abt it then we dragged the guys to take with us!!hehe..the pictures were nice but the process was fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so relax yesterday after the stressful school days!and i realise that if u are moody hang out with friends!because they will make u laugh and roll!=)) right ryan?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell u an ocean joke okayy??&lt;br /&gt;but i am scared that its too deep for u to understand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it?lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-117591637776161650?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/117591637776161650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=117591637776161650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117591637776161650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117591637776161650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/04/hehehe.html' title='hehehe'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-117586637017336371</id><published>2007-04-06T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T06:37:20.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trust</title><content type='html'>WHY DO EVERYONE DISTRUST ME?!AM I SUCH A FAILURE??????reality really hurts..i really feel hurt.i sent people a picture file which is a prank and to test the trust they have on me.everyone knows about the picture album virus..so this can really test their trust.but the response i got really HURT ME A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to cry badly.........................................for the 1st time ever in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-117586637017336371?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/117586637017336371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=117586637017336371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117586637017336371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117586637017336371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/04/trust.html' title='trust'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-117582959418562898</id><published>2007-04-06T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T20:19:54.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dont take things for granted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have definitely hurt many people in my life before.Be it close friends, or even people that i once liked. I really regret not spending more time with them and also to keep in touch with them. Friends really come and go. Slowly, i start to lose faith in the word 'forever'. I dont believe something can actually last forever. Take for example, relationships dont last forever. I have many friends who believe that it could, but when reality strikes them that actually their relationships cant last, many were heartbroken in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I really want my friends to have the impression of me as happy-go-lucky and crazy person. Who wish to let their friends see the sad side of them? I know i am not good at expressing myself. So it is best that i maintain my impression my friends have about me. Its fate that brought us together, to know one another and i dont wish to spoil our days by being moody. Its not their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;responsibility to change my day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I AM RESPONSIBLE FOR IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; just want my friendship with them to be a memorable and happy one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I must learn and cherish the friendship i have now. I do not want to have anymore regrets in my life. I have far too many already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Lastly, sorry to those that i have hurt badly. especially u know who.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I M REALLY SORRY FRIENDS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-117582959418562898?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117582959418562898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117582959418562898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/04/dont-take-things-for-granted.html' title='dont take things for granted'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-117531317603750637</id><published>2007-03-31T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T21:52:56.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i can feel His presence</title><content type='html'>you know after since i came to sa, my life and beliefs just changed.sa is a christian sch and definitely we will have morning prayers everyday. In the past, i dont believe in God, but now, it seemed that i have trusted Him a lot. He seems to answer my prayers everytime without fail.Sometimes, i can even feel his presence.After the life concert yesterday, i feel closer to Him again. Although i m not a christian now, i just feel it that way. In my previous post i mentioned that not everybody have to love me because i know that my family members and God will always love me for who i am. They will never abandon me. Friends do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-117531317603750637?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/117531317603750637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=117531317603750637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117531317603750637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117531317603750637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-can-feel-his-presence.html' title='i can feel His presence'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-117516803352172074</id><published>2007-03-24T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T21:56:05.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meaningful~</title><content type='html'>As i was re-reading chicken soup for the teenage soul, i came upon some meaningful sentences from the book which i didn't even bother to think about in the past.Here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am responsible for my day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am responsible for how i feel and what i do. Nobody can make me feel anything. If i have a rotten day, i am the one who allowed it to be that way. If i have a great day, i am the one who deserves credit for being positive. It is not the responsibility of other people to change so that i can feel better. I am the one who is in charge of my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THINK POSITIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't need to watch out for things to go wrong. Things usually go fine, and when it don't, i can handle&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;it. I don't have to waste my energy worrying. The sky won't fall in;things will be okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everybody doesn't have to love me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not everybody have to love me or even like me. I don't necessarily like everybody i know. So why should everybody else like me? I enjoy being liked and being loved, but if somebody else doesn't like me, I will still be okay and still feel like i am an okay person. I cannot make somebody like me, any more than someone can get me to like them. I don't need approval all the time. If someone doesn't approve of me, i will still be okay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt all this spur your memories when u hate someone real badly or when u realise that u are not as popuplar as u thought u are.or even the jittery feeling u get after accomplishing a task..wondering if everything goes smoothly?i am really enlightened by these..makes me feel like a better person with these thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-117516803352172074?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/117516803352172074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=117516803352172074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117516803352172074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117516803352172074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/03/meaningful.html' title='meaningful~'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11537008.post-117499893356445761</id><published>2007-03-18T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T05:00:09.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emo!</title><content type='html'>my my..dont know what's up with me these few days.getting a lil too emo!!thats not like the usual me.but i gt to say this.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIGGEST REGRET IN LIFE:HURTING PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY CARED FOR ME THE MOST!=0(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11537008-117499893356445761?l=precioussmomentss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/feeds/117499893356445761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11537008&amp;postID=117499893356445761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117499893356445761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11537008/posts/default/117499893356445761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://precioussmomentss.blogspot.com/2007/03/emo.html' title='emo!'/><author><name>*fairy tales arent real*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08511676429119993877</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
