<?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-9551361</id><updated>2011-11-13T13:58:10.145+08:00</updated><category term='if you open your eyes'/><category term='five.'/><category term='SS again'/><category term='the shine of which.'/><category term='were a bit much too'/><category term='here'/><category term='used-to-be&apos;s'/><category term='never again.'/><category term='its the pants family.'/><category term='what if.'/><category term='whatever will be'/><category term='i am falling down'/><category term='and it was all yellow'/><category term='home.'/><category term='unlike any other.'/><category term='its taking control'/><category term='its 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quest-sions?'/><category term='cause if the world is spinning and i&apos;m still living'/><category term='if you&apos;re fiction or fact.'/><category term='JYC.'/><category term='HA.'/><category term='its a tug of war'/><title type='text'>p r i n c e s s e s</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>617</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-2092002489495128570</id><published>2007-07-25T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T20:27:54.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks for the memories even though they weren&apos;t so great'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i want these words to make things right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but it's for wrongs that make the words come to life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who does he think he is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if that's the worst you got, better put your fingers back to the keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqdBByAUZYI/AAAAAAAAANA/KWdshbUq5jY/s1600-h/IMAG0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqdBByAUZYI/AAAAAAAAANA/KWdshbUq5jY/s200/IMAG0170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091109402624419202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-2092002489495128570?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2092002489495128570/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-9551361.post-4539556163170177193</id><published>2007-07-24T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T20:53:05.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='am i?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am i supposed to be happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with all i ever wanted, it comes with a price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am i supposed to be happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with all i ever wanted, it comes with a price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you said, you said that you would die for me�&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking of dropping higher chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the photos in my previous post was taken on my last family holiday to NZ.&lt;br /&gt;josh took all of them with my camera, so i just decided to upload them.&lt;br /&gt;it kinda had a meaning to it, so it wasn't a random photo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the benefit of those who say i don't reply tags, here you go.&lt;br /&gt;some are pretty old tags so i shan't reply those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ANON/GUESSWHO/-] HA, i shan't expose your identity. but, HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;[JESSICA] - JESSICAAAAAAAA. i think i haven't talked to you in a long time, haha.&lt;br /&gt;[CAROL] - DESKIE!&lt;br /&gt;[YIAI] - no i am not! and you know it toooo.&lt;br /&gt;[GRACE] - &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;[SHIYING] - you should stop being rebellious and coming late to school, TSK.&lt;br /&gt;[HEROPANTS] - c'mon you know you like dfb!&lt;br /&gt;[RACHEL] - B.G AND A! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqXVVyAUZXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/dFF8UwV9JV4/s1600-h/IMAG0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqXVVyAUZXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/dFF8UwV9JV4/s200/IMAG0192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090709523989292402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-4539556163170177193?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4539556163170177193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=4539556163170177193' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-9102437407676032800</id><published>2007-07-23T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T18:38:51.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bring me back;'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;THIS IS &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; A RANDOM PHOTO POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it’s not right, not okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;say the words that you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe we’re better off this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i’m not fine, i’m in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it’s harder everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe we’re better off this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqSESyAUZWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/cPcknoejR9I/s1600-h/IMAG0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqSESyAUZWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/cPcknoejR9I/s200/IMAG0269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090338937031124322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqSD7yAUZVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/whjUs5K-1Yk/s1600-h/IMAG0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqSD7yAUZVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/whjUs5K-1Yk/s200/IMAG0278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090338541894133074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqSCiCAUZUI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LlcPMPzV4_0/s1600-h/IMAG0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqSCiCAUZUI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LlcPMPzV4_0/s200/IMAG0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090337000000873794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqSCVCAUZTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/1YmtSazTXFw/s1600-h/IMAG0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqSCVCAUZTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/1YmtSazTXFw/s200/IMAG0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090336776662574386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqSB4SAUZSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RxKcT898Zs0/s1600-h/IMAG0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqSB4SAUZSI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/RxKcT898Zs0/s200/IMAG0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090336282741335330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never again will it be like before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-9102437407676032800?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RqSESyAUZWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/cPcknoejR9I/s72-c/IMAG0269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-7864233136680818331</id><published>2007-07-21T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T19:53:36.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what goes around/'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't want to think about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't want to talk about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm just so sick about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can't believe it's ending this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just so confused about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feeling the blues about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just can't do without ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can you tell me is this fair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screamed/shouted/cheered alot yesterday, zomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) it was emath and we were all sitting in class all set for our spring test which i was so not ready for. then before that missong was like going through some formulas and stuff which i was trying to cram inside my head. so we were waiting and waiting for mdmemath to come and suddenly someone came in and told us mdmemath said SPRING TEST WAS POSTPONED TO NEXT WEEK! ahhhh the whole class just screamed. (: YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) prefects investiture, HAHAHA. cheered for people like gohyizhen and NURUL, who made me promise that she would be able to hear our cheer from the stage. me and vidthiya spotted something really annoying BUT funny, hahahah gosh.&lt;br /&gt;and please, i was NOT blushing okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) battle of bands! basically we went cause someone wanted to see someone right? HA. but yeah, screamed like a whole lot when our school performed. especially the person beside me, HAHA. screamed till we had no voices, hahha sigh. got home pretty late, slept at 12. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, I AM TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;week four is done and over with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-7864233136680818331?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7864233136680818331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=7864233136680818331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7864233136680818331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7864233136680818331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-want-to-think-about-it-dont-want.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1213656325613601764</id><published>2007-07-19T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T20:20:38.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='were a bit much too'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i knew this was a dream it was too good to be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coincidences were a bit much too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who wants to wake up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who wants to lose it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who wants to live in this place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't, so i'll be sleeping in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday,&lt;br /&gt;listening compre was okay i guess. haha it was broadcasted on 92.4fm if i'm not wrong, so before it started they were playing some classical music which. made. me. really. sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i didn't make any careless mistakes :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;english oral - bout fund-raising. haha pretty alright too i guess, the bad part was being the timekeeper. sat there for ten minutes each person, and since there were 11 people on that day not including me, i sat there for a total of 110 minutes doing absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;i fell SICK so i didn't go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday,&lt;br /&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;more.&lt;br /&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;to.&lt;br /&gt;go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emath test on applications of trigonometry tomorrow, i just found out today. since i don't really understand the textbook and what i wrote on my cpb, i shall go check out heymath now. have a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1213656325613601764?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1213656325613601764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1213656325613601764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1213656325613601764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1213656325613601764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-knew-this-was-dream-it-was-too-good.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-8057333749831384059</id><published>2007-07-12T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T18:06:20.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my day in &lt;u&gt;four&lt;/u&gt; words :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons/supplementary/supervised studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only for a while,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-8057333749831384059?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8057333749831384059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=8057333749831384059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8057333749831384059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8057333749831384059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-day-in-four-words.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-6479976976021764341</id><published>2007-07-07T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T17:28:56.177+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='are you ready?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>band fiesta at botanic gardens tomorrow, from 5pm-7pm.&lt;br /&gt;come down and support us, tkgssb, if you can.&lt;br /&gt;see you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"there comes a point in time when things that used to be so important suddenly seems so insignificant, and things that used to mean nothing now means the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-7540564893597373006</id><published>2007-07-06T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T20:49:18.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='but i walked away'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this song couldn't have been more appropriate, thank you iTunes shuffle for playing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seems like it was yesterday when i saw your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you told me how proud you were but i walked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i knew what i know today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would hold you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;i would take the pain away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; thank you for all you've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive all your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing i wouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;to hear your voice again&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want to call you&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but i know you won't be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for blaming you for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything i just couldn't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've hurt myself by hurting you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; some days i feel broken inside but i won't admit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want to hide 'cause it's you i miss&lt;br /&gt;you know it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; would you tell me i was wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; would you help me understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; are you looking down upon me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; are you proud of who i am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; there's nothing i wouldn't do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; to have just one more chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; to look into your eyes and see you looking back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for blaming you for everything i just couldn't do&lt;br /&gt;and i've hurt myself&lt;br /&gt;if i had just one more day, i would tell you how much that&lt;br /&gt;i've missed you since you've been away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-7540564893597373006?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7540564893597373006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=7540564893597373006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7540564893597373006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7540564893597373006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-song-couldnt-have-been-more.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-7377888648198038117</id><published>2007-07-05T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T21:06:20.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yuanlai.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i totally forgot bout recess performance tomorrow, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is so much going on, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i swear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese oral tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just say, SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, so i'm down for parents-teacher conference &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, they "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;left out&lt;/span&gt;" some names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and someone please tell * that i am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYAF i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've never felt like this before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-7377888648198038117?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7377888648198038117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=7377888648198038117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7377888648198038117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7377888648198038117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-totally-forgot-bout-recess.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-2086058156752418007</id><published>2007-07-02T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T16:27:30.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unsaid things.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my day's &lt;u&gt;runied&lt;/u&gt;, and probably my whole week too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much thanks to grace for accompanying me in church today - i had fun with you, studying, crapping and all. and next time its your turn to call the macdelivery guy, hahha. i'll see you next sunday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think school's the boring-est thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"things won't change but it just won't be the same again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i still got so many &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unsaid things&lt;/span&gt; that i wanna say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and i just can't wait another day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i wish she knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i still wait up wondering if she will remember me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but there's no way for me to know&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i was thinking bout it the other day, is it wrong for us to do QT every day just cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you have to &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; cause you want to? would God rather us not do it at all? is it wrong for us to go to church every sunday cause we're forced to and not cause we want to learn more bout Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guess i'll never know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-2086058156752418007?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2086058156752418007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and they just keep on coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, nothing much happened today except,&lt;br /&gt;1) i went to the dentist today!&lt;br /&gt;she didn't even do anything except check my teeth, TSK. and YES vidthiya, she WAS using msn.&lt;br /&gt;(i got to skip the last part of amath and almost the whole period of geography!)&lt;br /&gt;2) * caught me sleeping during emath and asked me after school why i was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;3) six people from 3e5 left to brunei today. ):&lt;br /&gt;4) chemistry supplementary. was. so. boring.&lt;br /&gt;5) i'm sick of doing oral for 2 hours everytime i go for chinese tuition.&lt;br /&gt;SIX JULY, ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets get over and done with friday!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-8827806158692051683?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8827806158692051683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=8827806158692051683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8827806158692051683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8827806158692051683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-they-just-keep-on-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-626980447434771770</id><published>2007-06-27T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T18:50:24.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do they have radios in heaven.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but that's the way life usually is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it just passes you by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;but you can't hold on to regrets and you can't look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so i'll just be thankful for the times that i had with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hope i'm just like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shocks just keep on coming.&lt;br /&gt;brunei people are leaving tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;BYE SYAF AND VIDTHIYA. (:&lt;br /&gt;sitting beside yizhen is absolutely nonsensical but funny, hahhah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mrs geography&lt;/span&gt; : so the rest of you are just fence-sitters? (she asked us to raise our hands to answer some question and less than half of the class responded. what does fence-sitters mean anyway?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yizhen&lt;/span&gt; : (doing something other than listening to her) huh? french kissers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TSKTSK yizhen. and mrs geography is so ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;how are we gonna survive six weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad not bad, this week is passing by pretty fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Love comes to those who still hope even though they've been disappointed, to those who still believe even though they've been betrayed, to those who still love even though they've been hurt before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-626980447434771770?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/626980447434771770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=626980447434771770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/626980447434771770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/626980447434771770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/but-thats-way-life-usually-is-it-just.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1602342009141959202</id><published>2007-06-26T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T21:10:48.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='but you can&apos;t hold on to regrets and you can&apos;t look back'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RoEMG5t5PXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ve6Rsc2Zs1s/s1600-h/roxy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RoEMG5t5PXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ve6Rsc2Zs1s/s200/roxy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080355167362694514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you say you're looking for happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but when it comes, you run away from it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you tell yourself you don't deserve it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there's not much more that i can do now the rest is up to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;until you love yourself, you'll never change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you'll keep on running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;until you deal with today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;got quite a few shocks and surprises so far, and its only the second day of term three. we got split into different higher chinese classes, i've an appointment with * cause i was forced to, my olevel oral is on the 6th of july, and surprise surprise, i didn't get called for the parents teacher meeting. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YVETTE.               (ED) and i fall to my knees. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I DIDNT GET CALLED FOR PARENTS TEACHER MEETING, HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;WTHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;WHOA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;i suspect somethingggggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;really ar. whyyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;AHGONG IS JEALOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I GOT CALLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;BAHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;EHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;WHY YOU NEVER GET CALLLLLEDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;WAHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;THATS UNFAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;whyyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;im going to question you until you die tmr man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;HOMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;H-H-H-H-OMH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;z.[y]. is suay says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;MG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RoEPIJt5PYI/AAAAAAAAAMI/e7SNj_HPkyo/s1600-h/floppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RoEPIJt5PYI/AAAAAAAAAMI/e7SNj_HPkyo/s200/floppy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080358487372414338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RoEHRpt5PUI/AAAAAAAAALo/vdpvYnKsmtc/s1600-h/flopppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RoEHRpt5PUI/AAAAAAAAALo/vdpvYnKsmtc/s200/flopppy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080349854488149314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1602342009141959202?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1602342009141959202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1602342009141959202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1602342009141959202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1602342009141959202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-say-youre-looking-for-happiness-but.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RoEMG5t5PXI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ve6Rsc2Zs1s/s72-c/roxy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-6786767445895027664</id><published>2007-06-24T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T19:26:43.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school. rawr.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a thousand miles seems pretty far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but they've got planes and trains and cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'd walk to you if i had no other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our friends would all make fun of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and we'll just laugh along because we know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that none of them have felt this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightey as everybody knows, school is starting tomorrow. how wonderful fantastic lovely cool great fun ____ (insert whatever you can think of here). i just reminded rachel there's chinese olevel oral really soon and she reminded me bout the jogathan card that was given to us before school ended in term two. okay, great man. i can't even remember where i put my card and needless to say, i haven't asked anyone for donations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;periods tomorrow -&lt;br /&gt;mothertongue&lt;br /&gt;history&lt;br /&gt;amath&lt;br /&gt;chemistry&lt;br /&gt;emath&lt;br /&gt;english&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;six REALLY nice lessons to start of termthree, LETS ALL SAY YAY.&lt;br /&gt;......uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how termthree's gonna be like, probably full of unexpected stuff, as usual. i'm hungry as usual so i shall go have dinner now, BYE EVERYONE and have a wonderful fantastic lovely cool great fun ____ (insert whatever you can think of here) time at school tomorrow. for those who don't have school for some reason or another, shush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-6786767445895027664?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6786767445895027664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=6786767445895027664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6786767445895027664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6786767445895027664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/thousand-miles-seems-pretty-far-but.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-7916263642349328</id><published>2007-06-22T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T22:29:35.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there is one thing to be alive for'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in the middle of a world that denies it believes&lt;br /&gt;it is breaking apart at the very seams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there is one thing to be alive for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's to take up my cross and follow you Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached home from school today at exactly 2130hrs, which is also 930pm.&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog again on sunday, as well as my complaints bout how school's gonna start so damn soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the lost become chosen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-7916263642349328?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7916263642349328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=7916263642349328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7916263642349328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7916263642349328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/in-middle-of-world-that-denies-it.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-366306917851748146</id><published>2007-06-21T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T11:55:34.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i came online today to check what questions i have to do for amath tys. (YES, i'm finally getting started on my homework.) i went to heymath, checked under assignments and to my horror, there was no new assignments! i checked everywhere but i couldn't find anything! but thankfully, weilingCHEN told me to look under the messages and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AHA&lt;/span&gt;, i saw it there. heymath should have some alert sign to tell you if you have new messages. i've messages dated march 10 that i've never seen/read before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i went to collect my passport today EARLY IN THE MORNING! it was rather crowded though it was just 8am and i had to queue just to get in the building?! at least its done and over with. five years down the road, i've to go back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-366306917851748146?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/366306917851748146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=366306917851748146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/366306917851748146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/366306917851748146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-came-online-today-to-check-what.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-535405965258997743</id><published>2007-06-20T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:22:47.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='if everybody cared'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, i was thinking if i should post and what to post bout if wanted to. and i happened to chance upon this song, "if everyone cared" by nickelback. i was actually looking for the lyrics of another song but i was somehow led to that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure how many of you have heard the song before, but its really great, and the video's even better. do watch it! it doesn't matter what race you are or what religion you belong to, cause it involves everyone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4miOxuq-cOI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4miOxuq-cOI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know the video doesn't fit the width of the post box, but nevermind. here's the lyrics, (i cut out some repeated stuff)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from underneath the trees, we watch the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;confusing stars for satellites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i never dreamed that you'd be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but here we are, we're here tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;singing amen, i, i'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;singing amen, i, i'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if everyone cared and nobody cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if everyone loved and nobody lied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if everyone shared and swallowed their pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then we'd see the day when nobody died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i'm singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amen i, amen i, i'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amen i, amen i, amen i, i'm alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and in the air the fireflies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our only light in paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we'll show the world they were wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and teach them all to sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and as we lie beneath the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we realize how small we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if they could love like you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imagine what the world could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if everyone really cared,&lt;br /&gt;would the world really be a better place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta collect my passport early in the morning tomorrow, WOW.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-535405965258997743?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/535405965258997743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=535405965258997743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/535405965258997743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/535405965258997743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/alright-i-was-thinking-if-i-should-post.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-7631324931472037682</id><published>2007-06-19T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T17:23:15.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my future decided.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aren't afraid, aren't ashamed Lord we know who we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we are your people and we won't be silent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unified hear us cry at the top of our lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You our God and we will not be shaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got this today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Rnegdpt5PSI/AAAAAAAAALY/KAsZyNA87uc/s1600-h/briefcase_lg_cvr.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Rnegdpt5PSI/AAAAAAAAALY/KAsZyNA87uc/s200/briefcase_lg_cvr.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077703536158522658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You hold the earth in Your command&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are the rock on which i stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and as i live each day, i'll follow You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-7631324931472037682?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7631324931472037682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=7631324931472037682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7631324931472037682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7631324931472037682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/arent-afraid-arent-ashamed-lord-we-know.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Rnegdpt5PSI/AAAAAAAAALY/KAsZyNA87uc/s72-c/briefcase_lg_cvr.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-3845301663474296383</id><published>2007-06-17T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T19:04:38.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unbelieving trusting in creative hands'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wow&lt;/span&gt;, school's starting soon, in a week's time.&lt;br /&gt;next week, this time, i'll probably be rushing out all my school homework. okay, i just remembered there's CG outing next sunday, looks i have to rush out my homework on saturday, the bestestxX day of the week (for the holidays only!).&lt;br /&gt;i always thought i only had math and amath homework, but after reading the class blog, i realised there's actually alot more!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha but i'm probably not gonna do some.&lt;br /&gt;math oh math.&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL'S FINALLY BACK after going somewhere and leaving me here in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;and VIDTHIYA'S LEFT FOR PERTH, hahah thanks uh.&lt;br /&gt;mum asked me if i wanted to go to somewhere near like hongkong or something with her but i decided not to. not cause i don't 'feelike' it, but more cause i feel so disorganized and everything. things i have to do are like left hanging in mid air and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to,&lt;br /&gt;-pack my room cause i just got a new table and drawers.&lt;br /&gt;-finish up ALL my school homework - which includes geography workbook (i never knew we had homework for that), history LORMS (i think i did that with sharifah already before school ended), amath TYS (i haven't even opened up my heymath account to print out the questions to do), emath TYS (half-way done!) and the poster thing for legacy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;so much for my assurance to the class that i'll study hard.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; BUT I SHALL do my bestestxX to finish up emath, most of amath (since i heard its really hard), and the poster thing. which leaves geography. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;-go for chinese tuition and PRACTICE FOR MY O LEVEL ORAL which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i-don't-know-when.&lt;/span&gt; (my tuition teacher completely freaked out when she remembered i had to sit for it, and demanded to know why i didn't tell her - i didn't know/remember!)&lt;br /&gt;-go for science tuition ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i received this email quite a while back, i thought it was rather meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RnURzZt5PPI/AAAAAAAAALA/6nbBl3YCZrI/s1600-h/glass+wing+butterflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RnURzZt5PPI/AAAAAAAAALA/6nbBl3YCZrI/s200/glass+wing+butterflies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076983729704484082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(click for a larger image!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glass-wing butterflies live in south america,&lt;br /&gt;a butterfly with transparent wings is rare and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;as delicate as finely blown glass, the presence of this rare tropical gem is used by jungle observers as an indication of high habitat quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rivaling the refined beauty of a stained glass window, the translucent wings of the glass-wing butterfly shimmer in the sunlight like polished panes of turquoise, orange, green, and red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all things beautiful &lt;u&gt;do not have to be full of color to be noticed&lt;/u&gt;. in life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; that &lt;u&gt;which is unnoticed has the most power&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creation at its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feelike replying tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;szeying&lt;/u&gt; ; i haven't seen you in a really long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;jessica&lt;/u&gt; ; HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;cheryl&lt;/u&gt; ; you almost died that day, HAHA. okay i know its not supposed to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;zai&lt;/u&gt; ; you're back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;abby&lt;/u&gt; ; thank you! i hope you're feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;daniel&lt;/u&gt; ; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;yizhen&lt;/u&gt; ; HAHA, you're full of nonsense luh! and what nonsense tag thing IZZAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;weiling&lt;/u&gt; ; THANKS uh, weilingCHEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;alina&lt;/u&gt; ; haha, i'm fine, you? school's starting ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause distancing myself away seems easier,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where my soul is,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where my home is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-3845301663474296383?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3845301663474296383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=3845301663474296383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/3845301663474296383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/3845301663474296383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/haha-wow-schools-starting-soon-in-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RnURzZt5PPI/AAAAAAAAALA/6nbBl3YCZrI/s72-c/glass+wing+butterflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-8903283292588282305</id><published>2007-06-16T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T16:59:33.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm like a bird, i'll only fly away&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where my soul is,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where my home is&lt;br /&gt;all i need for you to know is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your faith in me brings me to tears&lt;br /&gt;even after all these years&lt;br /&gt;and it pains me so much to tell&lt;br /&gt;that you don't know me that well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturdays are the bestestxX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-8903283292588282305?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8903283292588282305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=8903283292588282305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8903283292588282305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8903283292588282305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-like-bird-ill-only-fly-away-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1918387004306810282</id><published>2007-06-13T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:53:19.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can't believe what is in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the water's rising up to my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and i can't figure out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how the hell i wound up here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything seemed okay when i started out the other day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then the rain came pouring down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and now i'm drowning in my fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and as i watch the setting sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i wonder if i'm the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause everybody tries to put some love on the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and everybody feels a broken heart sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and even when i'm scared i have to try to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sometimes i fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but i've seen it done before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i gotta step outside these walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i've got no master plan to help me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or make me stand up for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all the things that i really want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you had me too afraid to ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and as i look ahead of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i cry and pray for sanity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;these walls can't be my haven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;these walls can't keep me safe here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and now i guess i gotta let them down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1918387004306810282?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-8728276717714795373</id><published>2007-06-12T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T11:55:59.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='never again.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay just now, i was thinking of something that i really miss. and i realised, what i really miss is family holiday trips together. i know it doesn't sound much, but it means alot. now everyone has their schedule and its near impossible to fit everything together. even family meals only happen once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i miss bout our family holiday trips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'fighting' over who gets to sit at the window/who gets to sit alone in the aeroplane. (cause we have five people)&lt;br /&gt;exchanging of aeroplane food with each other cause we don't like ours.&lt;br /&gt;asking the air stewardess for poker cards/more coke/more peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;playing of super mario games/gameboy - i still remember our first trip to US, daddy bought all of us gameboys and cartridges for the aeroplane ride there, cause it was really long. josh got purple, jake got transparent, and i got reddish pink, HAHA. i don't know what they did to their gameboys but after a while, both of their gameboys couldn't play sound, mine was the only one that could, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;seeing who was the 'best' in each cartridge game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;riding in the 8-seater cars.&lt;br /&gt;'fighting' to see who gets to sit alone right behind.&lt;br /&gt;eating snacks from this bag of snacks and sweets that my mum will bring and put in front.&lt;br /&gt;attaching plastic bags to the car seat headrest as dustbins.&lt;br /&gt;playing christian music in the car, singing along.&lt;br /&gt;sleeping through the long car rides.&lt;br /&gt;stopping along the way for restroom stops.&lt;br /&gt;making impromptu decisions as to where to eat/where to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lodge stays.&lt;br /&gt;looking out for lodges that have "sky/TIAN" signs, meaning they have cable television.&lt;br /&gt;waiting in the car while daddy goes in to see if the lodge has vacancy.&lt;br /&gt;having daddy trick us to thinking there was no room by looking sad when there actually was vacancy.&lt;br /&gt;'fighting' over the best rooms/best beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out for random trips of icecream.&lt;br /&gt;keeping excess bread to go to the nearby river/pond to feed the ducks.&lt;br /&gt;going for all those nature walks and hikes, eating chocolate on the way cause it helped keep us warm.&lt;br /&gt;playing card games/board games together - especially 'old maid', our favourite card game where all of us will just end up rolling on the floor laughing. literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember how all 5 of us used to be able to fit into one taxi cause we were all so small back then. and now we have to take two cabs back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we went to london for christmas last time, we woke up the next morning finding that it was snowing. we went out and built a snowman, which we were very proud of. (: we were so cold that mummy made hot milo for all of us. the people in charge of the lodge was so nice, they gave all of us really nice christmas presents - i still have mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, no holiday would be complete without the inevitable family quarrels and squabbles, now i think back and can't believe how we'd quarrel over such small matters. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's probably a million other things that i miss bout our holiday trips but i guess i can't remember them now. so to those who are still able to go on family holidays trips together, do appreciate it! cause once everyone grows up, everything changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of this long post, i shall stop here now.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll edit it if i think of more stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've been crawling in the dark, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;looking for an answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-8728276717714795373?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8728276717714795373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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wrong'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunshine in the glory skies,&lt;br /&gt;when the broken men open up their eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunshine in the glory skies,&lt;br /&gt;when the day is long the clouds are high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we're stepping through the door,&lt;br /&gt;we're shooting from the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but if we get it wrong,&lt;br /&gt;they'll feed us to the sharks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody = nobody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-2308711488132095078?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2308711488132095078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=2308711488132095078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2308711488132095078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2308711488132095078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/sunshine-in-glory-skies-when-broken-men.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5190745918699650026</id><published>2007-06-08T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T16:27:32.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to be lost before you are found'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am falling down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;try and stop me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it feels so good to hit the ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you can watch me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fall right on my face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's an uphill human race,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm standing out in the street,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the earth is moving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i feel it under my feet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i'm still proving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that i can stand my ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and my feet are there, haven't washed my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;to be lost before you are found,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't mean you are losing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am suffering from a serious case of short term memory loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell myself i need to do something, then my mind drifts away for a while, and suddenly i can't remember what i want to do anymore, ARGH. like just now, i clicked on 'my documents'. while waiting for it to open up, i was replying someone on msn for about 3 seconds, and suddenly i can't remember what i want to do with my documents anymore. and this is like not the first time it happened okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read the newspaper for once today, 'zodiac' got FOUR AND A HALF STARS out of FIVE. all the more i want to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click 'repeat'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wo ke yi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5190745918699650026?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5190745918699650026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5190745918699650026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5190745918699650026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5190745918699650026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-falling-down-try-and-stop-me-it.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-3091765117528205179</id><published>2007-06-07T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T19:43:12.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your love does not run dry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hungry, i come to You for i know you satisfy&lt;br /&gt;i am empty, but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i know Your love does not run dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i wait for You so i wait for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm falling on my knees&lt;br /&gt;offering all of me&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're all this heart is living for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken, i run to You for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your arms are open wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am weary, but i know Your touch restores my life&lt;br /&gt;and so i wait for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;what  a lousy cover-up line.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-3091765117528205179?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1892695055173734702</id><published>2007-06-06T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T20:51:29.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am falling down'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if fears what makes us decide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our future journey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm not along for the ride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause i'm still yearning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to try and touch the sun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my fingers burning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before you're old you are young,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeah i'm still learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally everyone's back home again. with the exception of josh, who had to go back into camp again.&lt;br /&gt;its been a long week so far, but nevermind, cause its only two more days to the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;i saw jessica in town today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its an uphill human race,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1892695055173734702?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1892695055173734702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1892695055173734702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;u&gt;joshua hiew&lt;/u&gt;. cabbed down to lido and we watched 'shrek3'! there were like tons of advertisements and the film ended pretty soon. haha it was quite funny at parts luh, but i agree that the first two shrek films were better! (: donkey is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; part of today. alright, since i couldn't watch 'zodiac' cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M UNDER 16,&lt;/span&gt; i went online to find out more bout it and i found there were two books on it - 'zodiac' and 'zodiac unmasked'. so i thought, alriiiiggghhhttt, since i can't watch the show, maybe i should just read the book instead. so josh and i decided to go to borders to check it out. my hopes weren't too high cause the book was a rather old book (written in 1969 if i'm not wrong) and i really didn't think it would still be selling. so we walked into borders and the first thing my eyes landed on (well, not really first, BUT close to first) was this entire shelf filled with the BOTH books that i was looking for! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; so i ran over in delight, much to the amusement of josh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i was flipping through the book and all, being very happy, when suddenly i glanced to the top part of the shelf. AND GUESS WHAT, they were giving away a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE PAIR&lt;/span&gt; of movie tickets to the show itself, 'zodiac', with every book bought! like ZOMG. (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt;, is this stingy enough for you :D) how insanely cool is that. borders, i like you very much now. (: so i got one book (which josh paid for, THANK YOU) and i got that free pair of tickets. BUT STILL, i can't go in unless someone is willing to help sneak me in. (: whooo so i got the book AND a free pair of tickets for the movie. which is ironic, since i'm freaking under 16. BUT. IT. IS. ALRIGHT. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eagles office, SAW LINGNAH.&lt;br /&gt;fetched mummy and daddy from the airport after that, thank you for buying me so much stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you josh for paying for everything and for bringing me out. YES, you don't have to say 'how much did you spend today huh!' anymore. (: thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel very disorganised this week cause i don't really know what's happening. i am confused.&lt;br /&gt;and i've a feeling tomorrow's plan won't really turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL, we'll just have to see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great holiday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;and ZAI, please smile. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;until you're back here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5780809978253501928?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5780809978253501928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5780809978253501928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5780809978253501928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5780809978253501928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-came-online-cause-i-made-it-point-to.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-6340792409178434826</id><published>2007-06-03T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T15:19:47.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we used to breathe without a doubt.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what's wrong, whats wrong now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too many, too many problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she wants to go home, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nobody's home&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's where she lies, broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with no place to go, no place to go, to dry her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;broken inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nobody's home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, i'm listening to this song now since literally, NOBODY'S HOME. well, except me of course. i think i should start on my holiday homework soon even though only one week has passed, cause apparently some people have already &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to blog bout. which explains the content of my posts. or, lack of them.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next time i blog will be when i actually have something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;proper&lt;/span&gt; to blog bout, HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never again will i,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-6340792409178434826?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6340792409178434826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=6340792409178434826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6340792409178434826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6340792409178434826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/whats-wrong-whats-wrong-now-too-many.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5794218773120751475</id><published>2007-06-02T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T17:36:30.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makes me wonder.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is quite the boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;mummy and daddy's in bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;jake's in cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;josh's in army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next week of holidays is mainly tuition and more tuition.&lt;br /&gt;and band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come nobody told me paint can't be removed from our arms/legs.&lt;br /&gt;i've black paint all over my legs and yellow paint (courtesy of melissa tan) on my arms from yesterday's painting of 3e5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mozilla firefox is being cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;god damn, my spinning head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;decisions that made my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now i must lay in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and deal with things i left unsaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want to dive into you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forget what you're going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i get behind, make your move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;forget about the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5794218773120751475?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5794218773120751475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5794218773120751475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5794218773120751475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5794218773120751475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-quite-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-861685666475768482</id><published>2007-06-01T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T19:10:51.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I WISH...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I WANT TO WATCH "ZODIAC".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vidthiya said, 'is it the one with the cartoon characters?'&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;those who are 16 and above, kindly do not rub it in. (:&lt;br /&gt;if only i could turn 16 tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-861685666475768482?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/861685666475768482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=861685666475768482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/861685666475768482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/861685666475768482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-want-to-watch-zodiac.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-4444953774967003927</id><published>2007-05-31T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T20:43:23.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am back!&lt;br /&gt;okay, i went to bintan with my cousins for a few days and i'm back.&lt;br /&gt;AND HELLO TO YOU DARREN, I KNOW YOU READ THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch "zodiac" but its NC16. damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its back to school tomorrow, we're gonna paint our classroom and stuff. (:&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-4444953774967003927?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4444953774967003927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=4444953774967003927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/4444953774967003927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/4444953774967003927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-back-okay-i-went-to-bintan-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-2547286513245888827</id><published>2007-05-25T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T19:23:59.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its the last day of term two.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RlbHOpSazOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/vLItNmrProA/s1600-h/IMG_1180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RlbHOpSazOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/vLItNmrProA/s200/IMG_1180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068457485067275490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is over.&lt;br /&gt;term two is over.&lt;br /&gt;semester one is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3e5 found out today that our fm/english teacher is leaving ): BYE MRS TAN. even though this half a year hasn't been easy, thank you for everything. :')  mr ang's leaving toooo. he's just a relief teacher for a few girls in my class for amath + emath (and i'm one of them). he taught us for a week and now he's leaving. ): he's so funny lah, he's like, "maybe ten years down the road i'll see you all with kids and everything, hopefully by then i'll have a wife." HAHAH BYE MR ANG. i heard quite a few teachers are leaving too. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had operation clean-up! hahaha zomg it was quite fun, me and vidthiya were going around collecting recyclables for our class. hopefully we can win the green class award again! (: bringing down the stuff with fatimah is ultimate funny, HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my report book, mrpeh's comments are quite &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;puzzling&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i wanted blake to win, this song sung by jordin sparks is really nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/D9G-5g7Ll1/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/D9G-5g7Ll1/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there was a time when i was so afraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i thought i'd reached the end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but baby that was then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am made of more than my yesterdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is my now, and i am breathing in the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as i look around i can't believe the love i see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my fears behind me, gone are the shadows and doubts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that was then, this is my now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i have the courage like never before, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've settled for less now i'm ready for m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ready for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ICY TOWER MANIA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RlbGvpSazNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/3UPdBO6GhPc/s1600-h/IMG_1182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RlbGvpSazNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/3UPdBO6GhPc/s200/IMG_1182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068456952491330770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RlbGLpSazKI/AAAAAAAAAKY/fS0mbquVVqc/s1600-h/IMG_1182.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-2547286513245888827?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2547286513245888827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=2547286513245888827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2547286513245888827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2547286513245888827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-week-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RlbHOpSazOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/vLItNmrProA/s72-c/IMG_1180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-6174987617187019366</id><published>2007-05-24T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T18:38:43.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let me sayyyy.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>second last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, as usual, nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its cliche, but time really passes so damn fast. semester one's ending, which means bout half the year is gone. just like that. every day we wake up and do the same thing all over again. and the cycle repeats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's how my typical day is like before school starts. i wake up to the sounds of "YVETTE! JAKE! WAKE UP! LATE ALREADY!" (when its ONLY 630am!) i get up, get dressed and go down. i check my timetable to see what lessons i have and grumble to myself of all the boring periods i have. i sit down at the dining table and think bout how my day is going to go like and what i have on after school. then i get into the car and sleep somemore. i get dropped off at SPC and i walk in through the side gate. i walkkkkk all the wayyyyy to 3e5, where i get in and stone. once the 'music' starts, all of us leave the class and walk to the assembly ground for assembly. mondays are sian-zing cause we have to sing the school song. SO THAT SUMS UP MY DAY BEFORE LESSONS STARTS. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for chinese tuition today, and i was trying to teach this primary five boy how to blow bubble gum. HAHAH, it was so funny. rachel! you were wrong bout you know what! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cbox seems screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zomg jordin won american idol. blake lost! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how the june holidays are gonna be like.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our whole class bought the $2 shrek ears from mcdonalds for our informal photo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RlVpuZSazII/AAAAAAAAAKI/QOplr16wAuM/s1600-h/m89863724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RlVpuZSazII/AAAAAAAAAKI/QOplr16wAuM/s200/m89863724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068073201458400386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068072780551605346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-6174987617187019366?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6174987617187019366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=6174987617187019366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6174987617187019366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6174987617187019366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/second-last-day-of-school.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RlVpuZSazII/AAAAAAAAAKI/QOplr16wAuM/s72-c/m89863724.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5379023672195316687</id><published>2007-05-23T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T19:19:11.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;you lost your joy&quot;'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/R3rXCw9Pla/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/R3rXCw9Pla/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna scream and lose control&lt;br /&gt;throw my hands up and let it go&lt;br /&gt;forget about everything and runaway yeah&lt;br /&gt;i just want to fall and lose myself&lt;br /&gt;laughing so hard it hurts like hell&lt;br /&gt;forget about everything and runaway yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause we live to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5379023672195316687?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5379023672195316687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>what if i told you i still care.&lt;br /&gt;what if i told you you still matter to me.&lt;br /&gt;what if i told you i wish all of this never happened.&lt;br /&gt;what if i told you i never expected this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh, just forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-4255918541829956228?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4255918541829956228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=4255918541829956228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/4255918541829956228'/><link rel='self' 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LESSONS.&lt;br /&gt;have fun cheryl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit.&lt;br /&gt;i'm like clearing up all my documents on my computer - i never knew i had so many useless and random pictures/documents!&lt;br /&gt;*deletes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only tomorrow would never come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the lasting permanence of a rainbow - beautiful while its there, and just as likely to have disappeared by the time you blink."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i’m on the wrong side of a parallel universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am i alive or just dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i’ve been stumblin' in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;living in a crash world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don’t say one more word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at this point the truth seems absurd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause who we were is gone forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crushed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;underneath the fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything’s so twisted and weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can’t seem to break free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-7951953117330917874?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7951953117330917874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;COURTESY OF NETTE.(:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Rk7fqJSazFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/X_Kgh7RN74Q/s1600-h/HAHAH.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Rk7fqJSazFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/X_Kgh7RN74Q/s200/HAHAH.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066232545979059282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Rk7fk5SazEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/tjWbdRJ4k1Y/s1600-h/HAHA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Rk7fk5SazEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/tjWbdRJ4k1Y/s200/HAHA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066232455784746050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you rachel,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-4382500684054795089?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4382500684054795089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=4382500684054795089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/4382500684054795089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/4382500684054795089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/courtesy-of-nette.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Rk7fqJSazFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/X_Kgh7RN74Q/s72-c/HAHAH.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-4982970511140904958</id><published>2007-05-18T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T19:34:43.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the silences when words are not enough.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know i've been saying this many times, but this week has been &lt;b&gt;ultra&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;long&lt;/u&gt;. i wonder if next week and the june hols are gonna be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that i felt went well today was probably 'the circle'. it lasted for bout three periods, with everyone just sitting in a circle saying whatever they wanted to. i think it really cleared alot of misunderstandings and though some people cried/teared, i truly think everyone learnt something from it,  i know i did. oh yeah i forgot to say &lt;b&gt;sorry&lt;/b&gt; to the class comm members for not paying attention/listening/participating during yesterday's CGM cause i was uh, sleeping. sorry guys, thank you for everything you've done for the class (: at the end of it, everybody huddled together and sang our favourite song, 'no money, no brain'. (: yay for 3e5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you fatty&lt;/b&gt; for buying me kissables! i didn't expect you to really go buy it, but thanks alot anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all that i wanted to blog bout.&lt;br /&gt;band tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so after everything, all you want to do is.... give up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-4982970511140904958?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4982970511140904958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=4982970511140904958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/4982970511140904958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/4982970511140904958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-know-ive-been-saying-this-many-times.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1690845294966367657</id><published>2007-05-17T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T19:40:51.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;wow&lt;/b&gt;, what a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, i'm disappointed in my midyear results. ME AND RACHEL'S AIM FOR TERM THREE IS TO GET OUT OF EVERY SINGLE REMEDIAL WE'RE IN/GOING TO BE IN. actually not like rachel's down for any remedial, HAHA BUT NEVERMIND. rachel and i are cool people cause we EXCHANGED MSN NICKNAMES. so if you saw a 'yvettehiew`lefTIE' that was rachel. and if you saw a '-' that was ME. check the addresses before talking next time, people! HAHA, SORRY DEBORAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to blog this yesterday, jade seah and fiona xie came to our school to film some show. HAHA IT WAS QUITE THE FUNNY. *looks at syaffff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading 8 days today during lunch, and there was this article about 'scientology'. anyone know anything bout it! i read on, and i was quite &lt;s&gt;shocked&lt;/s&gt; (what's the word to use) to find out bout it. i've NEVER heard of it before and uh actually i thought it was something to do with science. but here's the definition of it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a controversial belief system developed by L. Ron Hubbard, based on a person being an immortal spiritual being whose survival depends on him/herself and his/her attainment of brotherhood with others and the universe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you can't really tell what it is, go look it up if you want. basically, it supposedly apposes christianity. (i hope i won't offend anyone with this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, this week has been pretty &lt;u&gt;long&lt;/u&gt;, one more day to go. (: next week is week 10, how unbelievably fast is that! four weeks of break, and then its back to TERM THREE. lets go back and see what term three has in store for us - fear factor trademark line after each 'challenge'. HAHAHA. okay not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filming the chemistry project was so funny, WHY WHY (: prison break tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if i sound high in this post, i'm not.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1690845294966367657?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1690845294966367657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1690845294966367657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1690845294966367657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1690845294966367657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/wow-what-day.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-852506552191470705</id><published>2007-05-16T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T20:55:34.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='will be.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whatever will be'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(blogger's working fine now but it just ate up my post.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"she's not venting her anger on the class cause, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;there is no class.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;quite alot of things happened in 3e5 today but i shan't mention them, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, as expected, today was another &lt;u&gt;long&lt;/u&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 830pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go have dinner now,&lt;br /&gt;bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-852506552191470705?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/852506552191470705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=852506552191470705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/852506552191470705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/852506552191470705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/bloggers-working-fine-now-but-it-just.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-4368819244993880606</id><published>2007-05-15T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T18:12:23.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its all i got;'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;i finally learned to say&lt;br /&gt;whatever will be will be&lt;br /&gt;i've learned to take&lt;br /&gt;the good, the bad and breathe&lt;br /&gt;'cause although we like&lt;br /&gt;to know what life's got planned&lt;br /&gt;no one knows if shooting stars will land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days it feels naive to put your faith in hope&lt;br /&gt;to imitate a child, fall backwards on the snow&lt;br /&gt;'cause that's when fears will usually lead you blind&lt;br /&gt;but now i try to under-analyse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the rope i walk wearing thin?&lt;br /&gt;is the life i love caving in?&lt;br /&gt;is the weight on your mind&lt;br /&gt;a heavy black bird caged inside?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a &lt;u&gt;long&lt;/u&gt; day, tomorrow's going to be &lt;b&gt;longer&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;why can't fifth june come like, &lt;b&gt;right now&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;f, i failed history core.&lt;br /&gt;probably gonna fail the both maths and maybe combined humanities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i don't know, i can't see.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-4368819244993880606?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5786305339210633276</id><published>2007-05-14T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T19:01:03.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testify to love.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my week officially starts tomorrow since i didn't have school today.&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be a long week even with one day gone already, and i'm not exactly sure how i'm gonna get through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;things are changing,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons are continuing,&lt;br /&gt;results are being released,&lt;br /&gt;cca's starting and all.&lt;br /&gt;oh man, Lord be with me, cause You're all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;have a great week guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;from the mountains to the valleys&lt;br /&gt;from the rivers to the sea&lt;br /&gt;every hand that reaches out&lt;br /&gt;every hand that reaches out to offer peace&lt;br /&gt;every simple act of mercy&lt;br /&gt;every step to kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;all the Hope in every heart will speak what love has done&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5786305339210633276?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5786305339210633276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5786305339210633276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5786305339210633276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5786305339210633276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-week-officially-starts-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-7822142647427760631</id><published>2007-05-14T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T12:07:03.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;for as long as i shall live&lt;br /&gt;i will testify to love&lt;br /&gt;i'll be a witness in the silences when words are not enough&lt;br /&gt;with every breath i take i will give thanks to God above&lt;br /&gt;for as long as i shall live&lt;br /&gt;i will testify to love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will it?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to know either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5656229397871388628</id><published>2007-05-13T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:46:29.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its 13 may'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KOR! (:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 231px;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y32/pinkprincesses/josh.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5656229397871388628?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5656229397871388628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5656229397871388628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5656229397871388628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5656229397871388628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-kor.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-3920679954468650389</id><published>2007-05-12T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T11:42:52.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;where did i go, i lost a friend&lt;br /&gt;somewhere along in the bitterness&lt;br /&gt;and i would have stayed up with you all night&lt;br /&gt;had i known how to save a life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger's being effing annoying, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back english papers yesterday. did alright i guess, but i could have done better though.  summary was crap, it pulled my results down by alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad we don't have school on monday. (: apparently the last batch of sec fours had good O level results and the performing arts CCAs did well for SYF, so yeah we got a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received an email from charmaine reminding me of my amplified article deadline, oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched survivor : fiji last night and survivor : panama today. (: shows like survivor and amazing race are addictive. AND PRISON BREAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIAOQI TOLD ME SOMETHING ULTIMATE SHOCKING, ZOMGGGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to say a word,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;just be there.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-3920679954468650389?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3920679954468650389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=3920679954468650389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/3920679954468650389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/3920679954468650389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/where-did-i-go-i-lost-friend-somewhere.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-2021295193736004314</id><published>2007-05-10T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T15:21:48.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>interesting turnout of events today.&lt;br /&gt;the only proper lesson we had was amath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, for emath, pushed aside the tables, whole class sat in a circle. well, that's gonna be the scenario for our class for who-knows-how-many-times in future with mdmemath, fms and maybe other teachers. its called, THE CIRCLE and its not exactly a very pleasant thing. today's topic was, 'my view on the class'. went around the whole circle, everybody said something. i really think we shouldn't compare ourselves to other classes in terms of academic and class spirit. lets just focus on helping one another along. we can do it 3e5. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for bio, mrbio just talked to us bout RESTRUCTURING OUR CLASSROOM. hahah he was like, 'see those footprints on the wall!' so we're gonna come back during the holidays on FIRST JUNE and do up our class! do exactly whaaaat, i'm not sure. oh well, i think it'll be quite the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting back english papers tomorrow, gahh. starting tomorrow till next week i think, it'll be a marathon of getting back our papers. weeeeell, not exactly looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i remembered something. hahaha yesterday during recess rachel needed to go to the general office to pay for something. so me and nette were waiting outside and suddenly i saw this green file at the glass pane with a small slip of paper stapled to it, and it read, 'YVETTE HIEW. 3E5.' hahaha i was like zomgwth?! it was my EMATH file and i didn't realise it was at the general office, much more, i didn't even realise it was missing. HAHA OH WELL, i wonder how long its been there already. so i told the woman and she was like, 'you sure its your file? you didn't even know it was missing?' oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to the same song over and over again,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-2021295193736004314?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2021295193736004314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=2021295193736004314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2021295193736004314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2021295193736004314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/interesting-turnout-of-events-today.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1740035343636935052</id><published>2007-05-09T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T18:28:19.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='used-to-be&apos;s'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;now i know your not a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;and dreams were meant for sleeping&lt;br /&gt;and wishes on a star&lt;br /&gt;just don't come true&lt;br /&gt;cause now even i tell&lt;br /&gt;that i confused my feelings with the truth&lt;br /&gt;cause i liked the view&lt;br /&gt;when there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired,&lt;br /&gt;someone wake me up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;and i'll see you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1740035343636935052?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1740035343636935052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1740035343636935052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1740035343636935052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1740035343636935052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_09.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1917778791462986431</id><published>2007-05-08T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T22:03:02.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i somehow find'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"do i know you?&lt;br /&gt;i think i used to."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1917778791462986431?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1917778791462986431/comments/default' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i think you got me all wrong'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh, HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;well, most of us don't have school today cause we don't take CSP/MSP.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;how great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that midyears are over,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna start reading my "a walk to remember" book!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, i know everyone has probably read it already,&lt;br /&gt;so i'm slow!&lt;br /&gt;but better late than never :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-4633431584144763652?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4633431584144763652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>blogger's still being weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, MID YEARS ARE OVER!&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;LETS ALL SAY, YAY!&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEE MID YEARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(date with zai and KLL tomorrow!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-8085935928835881179?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8085935928835881179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=8085935928835881179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8085935928835881179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8085935928835881179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/bloggers-still-being-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-8636394772337336413</id><published>2007-05-06T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T18:31:10.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;blogger seems abit weird today.&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND, i shall just try to post a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather has been terribly unbearable today.&lt;br /&gt;WHY WHY WHY.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope it rains tomorrow morning! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue paper 2 is for two hours tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i think the express mother tongue paper is only for one half hours.&lt;br /&gt;like, not fair.&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite dead for emath and i'm doing anything bout it.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think michael buble's "everything" is a really nice song.&lt;br /&gt;and i think schoool's gonna suck tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're a carousel, you're a wishing well,&lt;br /&gt;and you light me up, when you ring my bell.&lt;br /&gt;you're a mystery, you're from outer space,&lt;br /&gt;you're every minute of my everyday.&lt;br /&gt;(i can't make it italic UGH!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-8636394772337336413?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8636394772337336413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=8636394772337336413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8636394772337336413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8636394772337336413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-blogger-seems-abit-weird-today.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-7603172190956417440</id><published>2007-05-03T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T18:06:48.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='03/05/07'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IF ONLY IT COULD RAIN EVERYDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geography was quite okay, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;at least we could come to school late cause we sat for our chemistry paper already.&lt;br /&gt;we don't have school tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;muahaha, at least for some classes.&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking today's friday, i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm quite the screwed for emath.&lt;br /&gt;and my tuition teacher was asking me how come i passed amath last term and failed emath instead.&lt;br /&gt;i think its gonna be the opposite this term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, before i forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY 3E5! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;alright man, there's prison break tonight!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just want to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-7603172190956417440?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7603172190956417440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=7603172190956417440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7603172190956417440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7603172190956417440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-only-it-could-rain-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-2402440037982017772</id><published>2007-05-02T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T14:31:42.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I SAID YOU SAID HE SAID SHE SAID'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today started off really well cause it RAINED!&lt;br /&gt;gosh, rainy days just makes my day a whole lot better.&lt;br /&gt;as in, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother tongue paper one was alright, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to take a piece of the foolscap for elisa cause it was GREEN but i forgot to.&lt;br /&gt;only the exam one is green. i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;anyway this was the girl who asked me if my school foolscap was green cause if it was, she wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, had ADDITIONAL MATHEMATICS paper after that.&lt;br /&gt;it ROCKEDDDDD HUHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yeah, right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(is that big enough!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and deborah quek renqi, please don't be sad anymore okay!&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, i promise to credit you for the name you gave me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to mug for geography like anything, i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;its a subject that you can at least do well for if you just study.&lt;br /&gt;SO BYE PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;HELLO, GEOGRAPHY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-2402440037982017772?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2402440037982017772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=2402440037982017772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2402440037982017772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2402440037982017772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-started-off-really-well-cause-it.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5845343484854131429</id><published>2007-05-01T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T19:45:28.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JYC.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALRIGHTEY THEN,&lt;br /&gt;just a few pictures before i go offline.&lt;br /&gt;these are some of the JYC photos dexter sent to me. (thanks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets all die for AMATH tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Rjcmjv3ScLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MJR0AWvBjM0/s1600-h/DSC00965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Rjcmjv3ScLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MJR0AWvBjM0/s200/DSC00965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059555101959680178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RjcnEP3ScMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_Cf5hx6k6AA/s1600-h/DSC_0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RjcnEP3ScMI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_Cf5hx6k6AA/s200/DSC_0535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059555660305428674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group picture! (with selene and judy) (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RjcnXf3ScNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j8RHujg2y-Y/s1600-h/DSC_0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RjcnXf3ScNI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j8RHujg2y-Y/s200/DSC_0556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059555991017910482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5845343484854131429?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5845343484854131429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5845343484854131429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5845343484854131429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5845343484854131429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/05/alrightey-then-just-few-pictures-before.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Rjcmjv3ScLI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MJR0AWvBjM0/s72-c/DSC00965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-4636295227487602348</id><published>2007-04-30T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T19:30:15.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AH-CHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who's down with the &lt;s&gt;flu.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;through my eyes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have seen the world start spinning like a ball. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stars light up and then fall for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so then what's a man like me supposed to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i gave you the moon would you notice, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that i'm right beside you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-4636295227487602348?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4636295227487602348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=4636295227487602348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/4636295227487602348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/4636295227487602348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/ah-choo-guess-whos-down-with-flu.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5961578291779226209</id><published>2007-04-27T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T19:34:23.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lets just.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when you've had a bad day,&lt;br /&gt;all you can hope is that tomorrow will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great weekend, guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5961578291779226209?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5961578291779226209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5961578291779226209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5961578291779226209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5961578291779226209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-youve-had-bad-day-all-you-can-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5568958422277724599</id><published>2007-04-25T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T18:14:03.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='if you open your eyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;ll see that something is wrong.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is everybody going crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is anybody gonna save me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can anybody tell me what's going on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tell me what's going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you open your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you'll see that something is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't the school put all the papers together instead of spreading it out over three damn weeks? why can't they put one paper on a single day instead of cramming two papers together? such as chem/bio and core history on monday. then there's higher mother tongue paper 1 and a math of wednesday. and higher mother tongue paper 2 and math next monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, two papers down. english was alright, don't think i'll do very well for compo and comprehension though. (which makes up the whole paper.) social studies was quite crap, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldn't be blogging till mid years end, so bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5568958422277724599?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5568958422277724599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5568958422277724599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5568958422277724599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5568958422277724599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/is-everybody-going-crazy-is-anybody.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-6221433656646297557</id><published>2007-04-23T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T18:18:22.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cause if the world is spinning and i&apos;m still living'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomorrow kick-starts the midyears for us.&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH, wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday's SS and i think i'm quite the screwed for it. after the paper we have lessons, and there's a SS period. which means we have a SS lesson after the exam, hm how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is absolutely meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i watch the walls around me crumble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but it's not like i wont build them up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so here's your last chance for redemption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so take it while it lasts cause it will end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;hm wow, thanks ALOT for the confidence boost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-6221433656646297557?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6221433656646297557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=6221433656646297557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6221433656646297557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6221433656646297557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/tomorrow-kick-starts-midyears-for-us.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1790413321570585518</id><published>2007-04-22T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T16:35:59.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anybody?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why, HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm more or less done with social studies. don't feel very confident though. the content is so heavy, please. oh well, i still have till wednesday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why we learn about CPF. so we'll know how to use it when we grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for this week to be over,&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faith is to believe what you do not yet see; the reward for this faith is to see what you believe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Saint Augustine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1790413321570585518?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1790413321570585518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1790413321570585518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1790413321570585518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1790413321570585518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-7599300111342118199</id><published>2007-04-21T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:43:32.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m finding my own answers.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't think you're ever gonna hold me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;couldn't do it then can't do it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm kickin' down all the fences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm gonna do it all and do too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and if i mess the whole thing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's my ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i decide how i live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i decide who i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choice is mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and no one gets to make my mind up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i decide where i go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where I sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm the one who's runnin' my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm taking my own chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i'm finding my own answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm only answering to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and that's the way it's gonna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today started off well. even though its just 6pm, 12 hours after i blogged earlier on, today ended rather badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my previous post states, i woke up at 6am this morning to study SS. i'm done with the textbook, i just need to go through the entire pile of notes mdm azizan gave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stopped studying for a while at 10am, and decided to go meet xiaoqi at aljunied. haha, SOMEONE didn't want to pick up her phone/reply to smses eh. so yeah, we went to macs. then FINALLY, ra called. she came down all the way to geylang east library to meet us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to do a little of amath, but didn't manage to accomplish much cause THE ONE WHO WAS SUPPOSED TO TEACH ME was in THE SOCIAL STUDIES MOOD. haha, so yeah. xiaoqi did chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to drink bubble tea after that, then went to this spiderweb thingy near xiaoqi's house. AND SHE VERY NICELY LEFT AFTER BOUT 5 MINUTES. so yeah, me and ra walked to the mrt station after that. that crazy person, she wanted to walk to payalebar or something, just to lose weight. yes, rara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just uploaded a tihstload of photos from my phone, haha. i'm still waiting for ra to come online and SEND ME THE PHOTOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know what, i study best in front of the computer. i'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after i came back, my day ended like #@~!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess, to you, studies are more important than kinship eh.&lt;br /&gt;you just ruined my drive to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-7599300111342118199?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7599300111342118199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=7599300111342118199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7599300111342118199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7599300111342118199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/dont-think-youre-ever-gonna-hold-me.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1492498316422891275</id><published>2007-04-21T06:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T07:37:30.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SS again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HA.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;picking up the pieces makes me wonder if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i only build it all to watch it fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the faster it can go away it means the less of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is gone to stay and i'm okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORNING WORLD!&lt;br /&gt;alrighty mates, its exactly 6:19am now if you realised.&lt;br /&gt;haha, and here i am.&lt;br /&gt;i slept really early last night cause i was feeling weird,&lt;br /&gt;so now i've decided to wake up and finish mugging for SS cause i left one more chapter!&lt;br /&gt;SO, BYE!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1492498316422891275?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1492498316422891275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1492498316422891275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1492498316422891275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1492498316422891275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/morning-world-alrighty-mates-its.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-8936481985964089711</id><published>2007-04-19T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T19:58:59.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its MUG FOR SS DAY.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i officially declare,&lt;br /&gt;ITS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'MUG FOR SS DAY'&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i shall MUG FOR SS after i'm done with this post. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a freaking slack day as usual, this week is officially the slackest week ever! playing bridge and taitei in class is really fun. and vidthiya said today is promotion day, which is why the teachers are dressed so nicely. HAHAHA. but yeah, all the teachers are disappearing. ra was like, quest-sions slacking uh. HAHAHA. okay, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today started off really well cause IT WAS RAINING! gahh, rainy days rock. celebrated geraldyn's birthday during recess. haha, sorry i came late guys! sooo, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GERALDYN!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL TAN AND JESSICA LAW. don't anyhow say nonsense okay. ): hahahaha you guys are crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MDM SYAFIQAH TAN, don't be angry/sad anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, there's prison break tonight. XD&lt;br /&gt;OH, and i realised we're supposed to clear our tables by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and i've like tons of books/files underneath mine can! i'm trying to find a box to bring tomorrow. HA i bet everyone'll be carrying boxes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;or alternatively, as me and vidthiya discussed, we can just carry the whole table home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crazy, lets do something baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-8936481985964089711?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8936481985964089711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=8936481985964089711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8936481985964089711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8936481985964089711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-officially-declare-its-mug-for-ss-day.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1297316768103272849</id><published>2007-04-18T18:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T18:11:39.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES ITS RAINING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1297316768103272849?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1297316768103272849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1297316768103272849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1297316768103272849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1297316768103272849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/yes-its-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-43647956844291453</id><published>2007-04-17T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T17:28:02.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iHope publicity/UBER SLACK DAY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PLEASE.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OKAY, FIRST THINGS FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"iHope. Do You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Conference for Youths, By Youths&lt;br /&gt;Struggling with Sex, Temptation, Depression, Identity, Relationships, Parents, Purpose? Find Hope Here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is basically a youth conference/workshop on the 26th of may, 2007. its held at ACJC from 9am-10pm. the timing depends which workshop session you want to go for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;workshop session 1. (11am-1230pm)&lt;br /&gt;-iHope because... i can raise good parents.&lt;br /&gt;-iHope because... i can win my friends for Christ.&lt;br /&gt;-iHope because... i am discovering God's will.&lt;br /&gt;-iHope because... God keeps me clean in a dirty world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;workshop session 2 (2pm-3.30pm)&lt;br /&gt;-iHope because... there's a way out of depression.&lt;br /&gt;-iHope because... i can shine for God.&lt;br /&gt;-iHope because... cults can't deceive me.&lt;br /&gt;-iHope because... i think she's the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;workshop session 3 (4pm-5.30pm)&lt;br /&gt;-iHope because... i can overcome temptation&lt;br /&gt;-iHope because... failure is not final.&lt;br /&gt;-iHope because... i can be real.&lt;br /&gt;-iHope because... God is relevant, rational and real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many really good and inspirational speakers, you won't be disappointed! so if you're keen on going, you can register on their blog : http://www.ihope-eyc.blogspot.com. you'll find more information and stuff there. (: register before the early bird discount closes, on the 29th of April!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSST. i added the link on my blog, below my archives. go check it out people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to my post. TODAY WAS AN UBER SLACK DAY, PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;we had FOUR free periods cause mrs english, mrs geography, miss history and mdm e math didn't come today. for chinese we had our compo test and for a math we went to the computer lab. HAHA slack days rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did the indices worksheet just now, gahh. e math indices is so much easier than a math indices :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS ONLY TUESDAY! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-43647956844291453?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/43647956844291453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=43647956844291453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/43647956844291453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/43647956844291453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/okay-first-things-first.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-8881697601292972263</id><published>2007-04-15T12:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T12:44:37.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you know that sun is shining &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; we'll keep driving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; doesn't matter where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'cause we got that open highway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; leading our way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; as long as you are there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; we can go anywhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; breakdown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; all the pressure that surrounds you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; allow it all to fade away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; we can move on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; looking in the rear view mirror &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; wave goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; c'mon we're leaving everything behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-8881697601292972263?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8881697601292972263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=8881697601292972263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8881697601292972263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8881697601292972263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-know-that-sun-is-shining-well-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-7499577846012214525</id><published>2007-04-15T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T12:44:25.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='secfours(:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post is dedicated to our wonderful french horn sec four seniors. (:&lt;br /&gt;wow, you know what, i read back my 2006posts and i'm so amazed on how far we've come now. 2006 was, well, bittersweet? before japan that is. i guess the only time we actually conversed last year was when we greeted you all. haha! okay maybe not that bad but still.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really glad for the japan trip, i think all of us never expected that it would bond us so much. not that i'm complaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, dedications.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL/HEROPANTS/SHERRRIYLL/ASSHOLE.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU for everything. i know we've probably disappointed you many times, and we're sorry for that. thank you for being an awesome section leader/senior/friend. thank you for always staying strong for us, for always being so encouraging and nice to us even when you get scolded for our mistakes. on to the not so serious stuff, you must come back so we can play &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR GAME&lt;/span&gt; alright! (: we'll get someone to VIDEO it. and, uh, yes we love your sexy hair too. HAHA. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JESSICA/JESSIPRESS/DROPPINGPANTS.&lt;br /&gt;wow what can i say. i had so much fun with you ; laughing at ahgong/being your miloholder/taking many photos with you even though i always insist its not alot/sitting next to you in combine/you stealing my water cause you don't want ahgong's/being the fake douy/teasing shorty/playing stress with you/making ahgong jealous/sitting the whitecyclone ride with you and so many more! i still remember the both of us sorta created the pants family during last year's secfour farewell right? CAUSE OF YOU AND YOUR DROPPING PANTS. now i can't bully you anymore in case SOMEONE gets unhappy. ): &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEBEI/HEEEBEEE/LEOPARDSPOTPANTS.&lt;br /&gt;haha its so fun sitting beside you in combine. thank you for bearing with my mood swings and never failing to ask if i'm alright. hahaha i still remember how i'd scream "HEBEI! WHERE ARE YOU!" in the bus that day when you were just right beside me. (ahgong tried to do it but she couldn't.) you've been an awesome friend and senior, thank you for that. fourths rock eH! :D even though i don't think you'd be reading this, take care WOKAY! and don't fall for jessica's "i didn't bring my wallet today so i got &lt;s&gt;nopers&lt;/s&gt; NO PURSE" anymore! :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to post a picture but i CANT, only the pants family knows why.&lt;br /&gt;so nevermind, take care and i love you all!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-7499577846012214525?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7499577846012214525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=7499577846012214525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7499577846012214525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7499577846012214525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-post-is-dedicated-to-our-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-6655773820346437003</id><published>2007-04-14T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T19:27:15.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has anybody ever felt this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has anybody been ripped apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anybody give everything to the one they love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am i the only one left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am i the only one who hates goodbyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;god i know this can't go on forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;god i know this can't go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all i wanna do is just move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;god i know this can't go on forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;wow. i am tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had speechday in the morning which was also the secfours last performance with us. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took many section photos, HEBEI and AHGONG, please send them to me! and fine, i shan't post them anymore. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met ra at the bus stop after that. took 31 all the way to tohpayoh HDB hub to support selena for campus superstar. meet leer and nette there. we reached there at like 1230, and stood there to watch the guys sing first. sia luh man they took so long. until like 2-3 plus they still weren't done. so the four of us decided to go eat first, and come back when the girls started singing. so yeah, waited quite some time for selena's turn too. we were all damn nervous for her can! haha, but i think she did alright. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didn't stay for the results, so we're all just waiting for selena's message. whatever the result is, you did well selena, congrats! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around to get stuff after that. trained back with ra, who got off after one stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am tired.&lt;br /&gt;but i kinda like being exhausted to the max.&lt;br /&gt;its better than sitting around doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-6655773820346437003?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6655773820346437003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=6655773820346437003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6655773820346437003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6655773820346437003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/has-anybody-ever-felt-this-way-has.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-8294239040538425765</id><published>2007-04-13T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:12:28.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEEKFOUR HAS ENDED.&lt;br /&gt;speech day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to have a busy day tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;and these few weekends are supposed to be the "mug-for-midyears" weekends.&lt;br /&gt;having midyears suck.&lt;br /&gt;cause now we can't laugh at people who have them.&lt;br /&gt;midyears start on the 24th of april, according to ahgong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KLL/GOLDEN EYE&lt;/span&gt; wants me to blog bout her.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANNA BE YOUR BAG STAND ANYMORE ):&lt;br /&gt;thank you for always making me laugh at your stupid jokes.&lt;br /&gt;math remedial is really effective eh!&lt;br /&gt;(: okay its five sentences already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ZAI/EVOL/NOT SO STINGY&lt;/span&gt;, sorry bout today ):&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW YEAH! (:&lt;br /&gt;and thank you for burning the cd for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum just walked past and said, are you studying or doing something else!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm right.&lt;br /&gt;okay i think chris daughtry's songs are realleh nice.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm staring out into the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trying to hide the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm going to the place where love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and feeling good don't ever cost a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm going home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;back to the place where i belong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and where your love has always been enough for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm not running from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no, i think you got me all wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't regret this life i chose for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but these places and these faces are getting old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so i'm going home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-8294239040538425765?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8294239040538425765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=8294239040538425765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8294239040538425765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8294239040538425765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/weekfour-has-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5980443019057472884</id><published>2007-04-11T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T17:44:01.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If I could escape and recreate a place that&apos;s my own world'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you held me down, i'm at my lowest boiling point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come help me out, i need to get me out of this joint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come on let's bounce, counting on you to turn me around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;instead of clowning around, let's look for some common ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so its more or less confirmed already, we only got gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no gold with honours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of getting your hopes up, only to get it crushed sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally wednesday its over, two more days of school.&lt;br /&gt;i went around looking for a particular CD today BUT I JUST CAN'T SEEM TO FIND IT.&lt;br /&gt;its like out of stock everywhere, ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geography is so crap, she didn't even tell us to go to computer lab today.&lt;br /&gt;but we're so used to it already we just automatically went there by ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAT, she was already there.&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't even bother to tell us!&lt;br /&gt;and today, she was eating LAKSA in the comp lab.&lt;br /&gt;while me and vidthiya were doing something else, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;she made deborah bring down the bowl for her can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rara and her HB is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RhytAeZ6wmI/AAAAAAAAAI4/RNCUUbutCXg/s1600-h/IMAG0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RhytAeZ6wmI/AAAAAAAAAI4/RNCUUbutCXg/s200/IMAG0210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052103105676231266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you guys for everything. thank you for all the joys, fun and laughter. thank you for sticking through thin and thick together. thank you for never giving up on each other, always pushing each other along. thank you for being the best section anyone could be in. most importantly, thank you for your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let me slip away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5980443019057472884?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5980443019057472884/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-9551361.post-2520384187325551635</id><published>2007-04-10T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T20:24:55.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and i don't know how to be fine when I'm not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'cause i don't know how to make a feeling stop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-2520384187325551635?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2520384187325551635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=2520384187325551635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2520384187325551635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2520384187325551635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5047877033543866268</id><published>2007-04-09T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T20:06:39.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SYF.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow.&lt;br /&gt;what a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had SYF in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;waited for like about four hours for the results.&lt;br /&gt;so we got gold.&lt;br /&gt;we'll only know if we got gold &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with honours&lt;/span&gt; at the end of the whole SYF competition,&lt;br /&gt;which is next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how great.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is so. depressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5047877033543866268?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5047877033543866268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5047877033543866268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5047877033543866268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5047877033543866268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-8227533742340311724</id><published>2007-04-08T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T20:23:45.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its a special day.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's a special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its daddy's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;its uncle edward's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;its the last band practice till SYF.&lt;br /&gt;its kor's visiting day at OCS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i ate at fish &amp;amp; co today for the second time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-8227533742340311724?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8227533742340311724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=8227533742340311724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8227533742340311724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8227533742340311724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/todays-special-day.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1480513071762073851</id><published>2007-04-07T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T17:08:23.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'cause I don't know you anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't recognise this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the picture frames have changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and so has your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we don't talk much anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we keep running from these sentences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but what i wouldn't give to see your face again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think "the suite life of zac and cody" is a damn funny show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks, alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1480513071762073851?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1480513071762073851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1480513071762073851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1480513071762073851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1480513071762073851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/cause-i-dont-know-you-anymore-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1832134370982677265</id><published>2007-04-05T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T19:39:08.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when it all falls apart'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, so there goes, week three's over.&lt;br /&gt;syf's on monday, and its so scary just thinking about it. last two practices to go before syf, lets all do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i desperately need to develop photos, i shall do so tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything is f'ed up straight from the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tell me what do you do, when it all falls apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gotta pick myself up where do i start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause i can't turn to you when it all falls apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1832134370982677265?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1832134370982677265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1832134370982677265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1832134370982677265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1832134370982677265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/well-so-there-goes-week-threes-over.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-8577664123677633335</id><published>2007-04-04T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:40:21.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indifferent.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;indifferent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for lack of updates, i'll blog. soon.&lt;br /&gt;for now, i shall go link/relink people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-8577664123677633335?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/8577664123677633335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=8577664123677633335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8577664123677633335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/8577664123677633335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/indifferent.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5142671276829504381</id><published>2007-04-02T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T18:39:57.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mondays.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i screwed up chinese oral, period. it was at 4.15pm can?! total waste of time, why can't they schedule it earlier or something. mrs CFF actually said, "wo de tian uh." i shan't elaborate anymore. rachel, stop laughing at my dong wu thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the school threatened to give our entire class detention if we don't hand in our donation forms, what the hell. i just handed in a nil form. sorry sharifah! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a math test tomorrow. e math test on either wednesday or thursday. and the teachers refuse to tell us whether its counted into our term two results or not, probably cause if its not, no one will study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate mondays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5142671276829504381?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5142671276829504381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5142671276829504381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5142671276829504381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5142671276829504381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-screwed-up-chinese-oral-period.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-2235046163767400517</id><published>2007-03-31T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T20:16:04.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='never over.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when days grow long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and nights grow longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when all seems lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's always hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its never over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't be afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just let your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fade with the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its never over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my stomach felt weird this morning. syaf was like, i'll give you mine but my stomach's hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chase the moment and fall forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEEEEEEEDOOORRROOOVVVVV :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-2235046163767400517?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2235046163767400517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=2235046163767400517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2235046163767400517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2235046163767400517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-days-grow-long-and-nights-grow.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5681432665418528882</id><published>2007-03-30T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T19:41:44.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its taking control'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>misunderstandings,&lt;br /&gt;and disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just so you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; this feeling's taking control of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and i can't help it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i won't sit around, i can't let him win now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; thought you should know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i've tried my best to let go of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but I don't want to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just gotta say it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; before I go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just so you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5681432665418528882?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5681432665418528882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5681432665418528882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5681432665418528882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5681432665418528882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/misunderstandings-and-disappointments.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-4568883361307934632</id><published>2007-03-29T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T19:10:13.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='if you&apos;re fiction or fact.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i just have to blog bout assembly today (: firstly, mrs principal was talking to us bout the donations to THE SCHOOL. she was like, "congrats to 3e_ (i can't remember what class) for raising $1000+, but we haven't collected anything from 3e5 yet." THEN she proceeded to read out how much each class donated. and each class donated like $800-$1000 and when it came to 3e5, she was like $0. like, LOL. even after this, i doubt anyone's gonna donate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as if that wasn't enough, mrs vice principal went to show the entire upper sec what's the percentage of people in each class that had an L1R5 of 20 and less in term one. and guess what, 3e5's percentage is like 7.7%. like, wth! and 3e6 was like 100%. the rest of the classes all had around 50% and above. our class is like the only single digit, and if you compare to the other classes, its like really low. OH WELL. how nice of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause of the delay in assembly, math remedial was cancelled. WHOOO! lunched with rachel, mel and vidthiya. omg just laughed all the way. vidthiya, lets sing our song tomorrow! mel, stop slapping me and writing on me! and yes, i shall write your letter soon. rachel, stop closing the door on me :D and thank you for waiting with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep thinking there's band tomorrow when there's sports day. according to mrs principal, the schools balloted for the slot and we happened to get the afternoon slot. like, greeeeeeeeeeeeat.  went for chinese tuition today and did ORALLL. like omg, our oral exam is on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND there's prison break tonight! ah i've been looking forward to it since the start of this week. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i keep holding back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause i can't seem to tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you're fiction or fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;show me you can laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;show me you can cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;show me who you really are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deep down inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-4568883361307934632?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/4568883361307934632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=4568883361307934632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/4568883361307934632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/4568883361307934632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/yo_29.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5323404328560673774</id><published>2007-03-28T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T19:57:34.182+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='found.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My world was changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When your life you gave for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My purpose found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And all that you want for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history was so funny. we got into our usual groups and we were just sitting around doing nothing. so quest-sions was like, why are some of you just sitting around waving your hands, saying 'what's happening?' (okay, she said something to the extent of that.) vidthiya was so amused by that and she kept waving her hands just like quest-sions did. then quest-sions saw and came to the back of vidthiya and like, waved her hands in front of vidthiya. HAHAHAHA and vidthiya got a big fat shock. omg it was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that amath is actually understandable if we bother to really listen to mrs amath. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sports day is on friday AFTER SCHOOL. zomguaowht. like, it used to be in the morning, so we'd have a sorta day-off school. and NOWWWW, they just can't seem to let us miss any second of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mozilla firefox is finally working fine now, YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it ruins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5323404328560673774?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5323404328560673774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5323404328560673774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5323404328560673774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5323404328560673774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-world-was-changed-when-your-life-you.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-6181112087567844311</id><published>2007-03-28T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T12:41:24.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its clancy the giraffe.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, all of us are like in the freaking computer lab now for geography. i think she purposely comes here cause she wants the aircon, but we're not complaining though. and i'm sure she knows that all of us are doing something else other than what we're supposed to do (which is what, btw?) yet she doesn't even bother. she doesn't even go round to check! oh well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go blog-hopping now. and i just looked around and everyone's either reading blogs, going on friendster or msn-ing. i wonder if anyone's actually doing what we're supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-6181112087567844311?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6181112087567844311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=6181112087567844311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6181112087567844311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6181112087567844311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-3043065431529283851</id><published>2007-03-27T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T18:17:31.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinky and the brain.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there, i present to you, pinky and the brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RgjuZPxSkJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BPbM5EmNJGA/s1600-h/pinky+and+the+brain..bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046545499966050450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="237" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RgjuZPxSkJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BPbM5EmNJGA/s320/pinky+and+the+brain..bmp" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-3043065431529283851?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3043065431529283851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=3043065431529283851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/3043065431529283851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/3043065431529283851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-i-present-to-you-pinky-and-brain.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RgjuZPxSkJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/BPbM5EmNJGA/s72-c/pinky+and+the+brain..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5598784206551153411</id><published>2007-03-27T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T18:18:14.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrender.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger's been cranky, YET AGAIN. which explains the posts. or rather, lack of them. legacy was ahemweirdahem. she can't count at all! and vidthiya's reaction was so funny. &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so, uh, 4 28 minus uh, 3 36 is?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my body clock its weird. its somehow tuned itself such that i'll still be able to wake up and not feel tired even when i sleep late and wake up early. i slept at around 8pm yesterday you see, how terribly early. &lt;em&gt;actually it was cause i didn't wanna do math&lt;/em&gt;. BUT ANYWAY, i found out it was harder to wake up today as compared to the rest of the days. and i found myself waking up a couple of times early morning. WHICH MEANS i've too much sleep. okay that totally doesn't make sense at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you syaf and xq for thehappynote.&lt;br /&gt;i miss kor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how will you explain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a world in so much pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;truth be told&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are quietly bolder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now we must stay strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to carry this thing on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5598784206551153411?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5598784206551153411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5598784206551153411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5598784206551153411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5598784206551153411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/bloggers-been-cranky-yet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1277999213969927278</id><published>2007-03-25T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T18:42:29.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='here'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger has been rather cranky these few days. or actually i think its just internet explorer. why can't mozilla firefox work! AHH. i feel like disconnecting the computer and slamming it on the table a few times to make it wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, enough of that. its week two of term two already! gashboweiamashsmacegl. and upper secondary has mid-years. like, damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slit - &lt;/strong&gt;1. to cut apart or open along a line; make a long cut, fissure, or opening in.&lt;br /&gt;          2. to cut or rend into strips; split.          &lt;br /&gt;          3. a straight, narrow cut, opening, or aperture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whisper's hello i miss you quite terribly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1277999213969927278?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1277999213969927278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1277999213969927278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1277999213969927278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1277999213969927278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/blogger-has-been-rather-cranky-these.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-4837011012176572925</id><published>2007-03-23T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T20:50:44.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i see you now.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"i know though life may part our journey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's just a new season never goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now you stand your face to the sky and quietly know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the road unfolds with a Father who knows your need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and each new day holds promises of the greatest kind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and anywhere you need i'll be there you just call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;your gaze upon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the skies above"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats for you.&lt;br /&gt;see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-4837011012176572925?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-7593335473195793252</id><published>2007-03-22T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T19:33:07.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and it was all yellow'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rain, rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING : VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED.&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS IS NOT MY WRIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RgJUMfU8vII/AAAAAAAAAIk/8BD9Dr2yX_Q/s1600-h/latest+pics+590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044687106152905858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="233" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RgJUMfU8vII/AAAAAAAAAIk/8BD9Dr2yX_Q/s320/latest+pics+590.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't this a super emo picture.&lt;br /&gt;and its gonna be in my group's english newpaper project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I drew a line for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh what a thing to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it was all yellow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-7593335473195793252?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7593335473195793252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=7593335473195793252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7593335473195793252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7593335473195793252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/rain-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RgJUMfU8vII/AAAAAAAAAIk/8BD9Dr2yX_Q/s72-c/latest+pics+590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-7990913802803300869</id><published>2007-03-21T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T20:43:34.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SORRY, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know how to reply you/talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;its me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13 : 1 - 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just there ;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-7990913802803300869?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7990913802803300869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=7990913802803300869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7990913802803300869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7990913802803300869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry-i-just-dont-know-how-to-reply.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-7808053349811498966</id><published>2007-03-20T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T19:57:39.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somewhere along the line'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>brain juices aren't working properly now.&lt;br /&gt;okay, not that they were ever working properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing the english newspaper article now, and my command of english seems to have GONE DOWN THE DRAIN. like, help! my sentences are. so. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just have to blog bout "quest-sions"! she gave me only five marks for my T.A, which i rather loudly exclaimed the other day, much to rachel's amusement. and mel slapped me right in front of her. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. stupid mel. "quest-sions" was like, MELISSSAAAA. and today was so funny. all six of us were laughing at her *. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;, not her pronounciation. but something else. wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back progress report. this is the kinda situation where you dont know whether to laugh or cry. haha, how pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mummy, i don't want to go for math tuition. don't make me, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the more i know i'm incomplete ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-7808053349811498966?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/7808053349811498966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=7808053349811498966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7808053349811498966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/7808053349811498966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/brain-juices-arent-working-properly-now.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-5405486589217114110</id><published>2007-03-17T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:27:55.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='while every step i take i become less of who i should be.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i pour myself into work, but its to escape but still i cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why cant you see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sick and tired of walking in someone's shadow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;while every step i take i become less of who i should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;am i more than i perceive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i need to know how to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i feelike closing down this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-5405486589217114110?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/5405486589217114110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=5405486589217114110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5405486589217114110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/5405486589217114110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-pour-myself-into-work-but-its-to.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-6768484631779240434</id><published>2007-03-17T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T23:38:19.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its the pants family.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;okay, had half-day band, then went to jessica's house for sectionals. haha we ended up playing more then having sectionals. cause everyone was helping syaf do her amath homework (which reminds me that i've heymath to do.) and we were all doing other stuff. haha but we managed to go through our syf pieces, then we played THE GAME, much to cheryl's delight. haha we tried to videotape it but someone's phone wasn't working properly (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RfvO6e60qbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-jadS7ycQ8E/s1600-h/Photo0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RfvO6e60qbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-jadS7ycQ8E/s320/Photo0219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042851711898921394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comics i borrowed from jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS, IF YOU WANT THE PHOTOS, please remind me to send them to you online! (: i've uploaded all of them already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after train-ing home, i went for the deb fung concert at MGS! betcha don't know who she is. okay, she's this new gospel singer from australia, and she's realleh good! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, prison break 2 rocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;section breakfast at macs! haha then syaf and i saw this realleh cute pair of kids. the little boy was like, MUMMY! and the sister went, KEEP QUIET LUH. hahahaha, it was too cute. then went for band exchange at yuhua secondary. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall attempt to start on my holiday homework now, BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-6768484631779240434?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6768484631779240434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=6768484631779240434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6768484631779240434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6768484631779240434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RfvO6e60qbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-jadS7ycQ8E/s72-c/Photo0219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1571299908353945450</id><published>2007-03-15T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T21:56:04.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday selene'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SELENE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's events turned out weirdly.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think today was sucha sleepy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for tuition in the morning, then went back to school for cheerleading practice. and i got freaking chased out by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MK&lt;/span&gt;! yes, how loserish is that. all cause i was in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BLUE &lt;/span&gt;slippers. she asked me to go back home and change can! wth, she was like go back, so i wont have to book you. i actually said, can you just book me! but she refused. and i've this feeling that she'll still book me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after i stepped outta school, rara just nice called and told me cheerleading practice was off. turns out that we're gonna "back out" of the competition. what a waste. oh well, like mr peh said, at least we tried. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it just didn't work out. &lt;/span&gt;sorry 3e5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to parkway with rara after that. kept seeing my primary school friends! how weird. and rara took so many weird photos of me, she's gonna blackmail me now. half day band tmr, then going to jessica's house for sectionals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn's being cranky today.&lt;br /&gt;heymath really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S PRISON BREAK 2 TONIGHT! hopefully it'll be just as nice as season one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;szeying and ahgong just made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random photos from the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RflP1u60qVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ozbxmo8KH1w/s1600-h/IMG_1829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RflP1u60qVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ozbxmo8KH1w/s320/IMG_1829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042149042364393810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RflOsO60qUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/M-zZRCTCZWc/s1600-h/IMG_1833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RflOsO60qUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/M-zZRCTCZWc/s320/IMG_1833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042147779644008770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RflNVe60qTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5v2UsoXeTxA/s1600-h/15+MARCH+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RflNVe60qTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5v2UsoXeTxA/s320/15+MARCH+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042146289290357042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone ever realise, i drink with the straw at the corner of my mouth?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1571299908353945450?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1571299908353945450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1571299908353945450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1571299908353945450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1571299908353945450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-selene-3-todays-events.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RflP1u60qVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ozbxmo8KH1w/s72-c/IMG_1829.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-3008198185088592533</id><published>2007-03-14T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T21:25:46.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, RARA is out to make me kill her. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, she has connections to "famous" people, if i may put it that way. HA i won't say who/what but its so effing unfair!&lt;br /&gt;secondly, her dad is so effing nice. (i'm not implying anything bout my dad uh!) he gets her a CANON 6 megapixel camera just cause she completed OBS. he got her an IPOD, but she lost it, so he got her a new creative zen plus mp3. then yesterday, rara was effing upset cause we'd no music for our cheerleading. as in, we didn't have an radio/speakers cause nette couldn't come. so TODAY, her dad bought her speakers and said "now cannot be upset already uh." omg how sweet is that! i bet there's like more gazillion things that rara hasn't told me yet.&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, apparently her uncle can make bubble teA! HAHAHA. as in he knows how to make the pearls and all. so she can just drink away, free of charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone pass me the knife, please.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, this security guard in my school is like. crazy.&lt;br /&gt;he won't let you in if :&lt;br /&gt;- your hair is not tied up.&lt;br /&gt;- you're not wearing your pinafore.&lt;br /&gt;- you're in slippers.&lt;br /&gt;k those are just a few alright. i bet there's like many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got tuition tomorrow morning (yes, this time i remember!), then its back to school for cheerleading. seriously, i'm spending more time in school during the holidays as compared to normal school time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta blast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-3008198185088592533?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3008198185088592533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=3008198185088592533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/3008198185088592533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/3008198185088592533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/okay-rara-is-out-to-make-me-kill-her.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1828128985036685105</id><published>2007-03-13T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T17:22:36.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keep moving on.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to have tuition in the morning today at 830am.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 840am, cause i think mum forgot i had tuition. or either that i forgot to tell her. so i quickly called my teacher and told her i had to last minute-ly go back to school. which was true, since i had cheerleading practice. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay, stop laughing at me bout being in cheerleading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, practice was rather screwed cause only like bout six people turned up. outta eleven. apparently there's not a single day that everyone can turn up. and friday's the competition. coordination/steps and all are like. so. unsettled? whats the word to use. costume's not ready too. special thanks to those who came back and helped. well, at least our banner's all done-up. its pretty! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the lyrics for the song we're using for our routine. its pretty ironic, looking at our situation now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;i woke up today with this feeling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;that better things are coming my way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;i bet the sunshine has a meaning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;and till nothing's gonna get in my way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;when the rainy days are dying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;gotta keep on, keep on trying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;all the bees and birds are flying (ahhhhhh),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;never look oh you gotta hold on and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;not stop till the break of dawn and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;keep moving, don't stop rocking(ahhhhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;get on up, when you're down, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;take a good look aroud, i know it's not much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;but it's ok, keep on moving on anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;feels like I should be screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;trying'a get it through to my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it feels that life has no meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;but I know things'll be alright in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-keep on moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THREEFIVE CHEERLEADERS, lets keep on moving. (: its not much, but its okay. so keep on moving anyway! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RfZrVO60qRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KerVq289KEk/s1600-h/Photo0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RfZrVO60qRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KerVq289KEk/s320/Photo0071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041334845414091026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats our cheerleading routines on paper/nette's ipod and speakers/our handphones/pouches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;i know its not much, but its okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1828128985036685105?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1828128985036685105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1828128985036685105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1828128985036685105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1828128985036685105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-was-supposed-to-have-tuition-in.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/RfZrVO60qRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/KerVq289KEk/s72-c/Photo0071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-6531951298067885905</id><published>2007-03-12T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T20:14:11.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates some other time.&lt;br /&gt;Ka-ching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-6531951298067885905?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6531951298067885905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=6531951298067885905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6531951298067885905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6531951298067885905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-2982387210998486031</id><published>2007-03-10T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T18:35:00.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the shine of which.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; so clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; like the diamond in your ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; cut to mirror your intention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; oversized and overwhelmed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; the shine of which has caught my eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; and rendered me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; so isolated, so motivated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;i am certain now that i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kangning ♥      090307&lt;3. says:&lt;br /&gt;since it's like that, i have my times too.&lt;br /&gt;kangning ♥      090307&lt;3. says:&lt;br /&gt;so it's like tug-o-war too right? you either lose to sadness or anger or you win with happiness&lt;br /&gt;kangning ♥      090307&lt;3. says:&lt;br /&gt;so you better winn (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you kangning! (: you make so much sense.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys, dont give up cheerleading. please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-2982387210998486031?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2982387210998486031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=2982387210998486031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2982387210998486031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2982387210998486031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-clear-like-diamond-in-your-ring-cut.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-2319587441370580738</id><published>2007-03-09T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T20:48:20.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its a tug of war'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tied up.&lt;br /&gt;thats what i am this "holiday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;notice the open and close inverted commas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hope, dangles on a string&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-2319587441370580738?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/2319587441370580738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=2319587441370580738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2319587441370580738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/2319587441370580738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/tied-up.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-688286493485504116</id><published>2007-03-07T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T20:23:36.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;QUEST-SIONS&quot;'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;And maybe when the night is dead  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I'll crawl into my bed staring at these 4 walls again  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I'll try to think about the last time I had a good time  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Everyone's got somewhere to go &amp; they're gonna leave me here on my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;And here it goes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! the only funny thing i can think bout that happened today was after mother tongue period. it was supposed to be emath, and leer was like asking if mdm lenny came. so i was like, i'm not sure, but i know "quest-sions" is here. then a while later rachel was like, aiyah, ask "quest-sions" to go home luhh, in a rather annoyed voice. HAHA! okay i know it doesnt seem funny. but it did crack me up. i CANNOT stand "quest-sions". yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and vidthiya came up with some stupid song bout mrs* today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag replies.&lt;br /&gt;angelina ; haha thanks uh! your shirt smells of you (:&lt;br /&gt;not so stingy ; i love pokoyo rocker! and stop being angry with me ):&lt;br /&gt;szeying ; thank you (:&lt;br /&gt;6e person ; hey who're you! i'm trying to rack my brains to remember who sat beside me luh :/&lt;br /&gt;dan ; hello you crazy person. (:&lt;br /&gt;selena ; haha my "HUHH" friend! :D see you tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just decided to reply tags on my post so it'll seem longer (:&lt;br /&gt;bye people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-688286493485504116?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/688286493485504116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=688286493485504116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/688286493485504116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/688286493485504116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-maybe-when-night-is-dead-ill-crawl.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-3098955297434576765</id><published>2007-03-06T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T20:44:53.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Re1hIA2N-dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/e0Gy7Nkvr78/s1600-h/Baby_Blues.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Re1hIA2N-dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/e0Gy7Nkvr78/s400/Baby_Blues.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038790348391709138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;that bout sums up my week so far.&lt;br /&gt;i need an extreme roller coaster ride now.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe another go at skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight, world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-3098955297434576765?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/3098955297434576765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=3098955297434576765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/3098955297434576765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/3098955297434576765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/that-bout-sums-up-my-week-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7RiAojYn8j0/Re1hIA2N-dI/AAAAAAAAAG0/e0Gy7Nkvr78/s72-c/Baby_Blues.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-1622315871379138159</id><published>2007-03-02T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T21:51:33.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unlike any other.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, this week's been a pretty good week for me, not very eventful, but still good. thank God for that. have been reading quite a few people's blog and everyone seems so depressed! like, seriously. i kinda like the weather now, though it makes you sleepy. its so fun to wake up to a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;things i found out this week.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- doing masterlife every day isn't that hard after all.&lt;br /&gt;- as ashamed as i am to say this, i think hana kimi's quite a nice show.&lt;br /&gt;- blue is pokoyo's colour, as said by rachel.&lt;br /&gt;- i do better in a math as compared to e math.&lt;br /&gt;- ahgong makes everyone laugh. well, mainly everyone :D&lt;br /&gt;- so far, i miracally only failed one subject this term. lets hope it stays this way cause we still haven't got back english and history.&lt;br /&gt;- you can't change font when typing emails using hotmail.&lt;br /&gt;- nurul amirah and siti amirah's really funny.&lt;br /&gt;- three five's fun. i think our class comm is pretty cool too.&lt;br /&gt;- its just one more week to the end of term one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got our class shirt today! haha, its pretty cool. it even has our name/nickname on the sleeve (: alright man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its no one's fault, its just black and white&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-1622315871379138159?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/1622315871379138159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=1622315871379138159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1622315871379138159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/1622315871379138159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/alright-this-weeks-been-pretty-good.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9551361.post-6455546313915592925</id><published>2007-03-01T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T20:42:12.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do you have any quest-sions?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ITS MARCH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright man, two looong months of 2007 has passed (: school's actually been pretty fun. 've been laughing and slacking in class most of the time. blogger has been taking really long to load nowadays, which explains the lack of posts and lack of substance in posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG 3e5 had around 3hours of chemisty today, back to back with the new relief teacher. now rara says, 'i really appreciate mrsliew from the bottom of my heart.' HAHA, well, no comments bout the relief teacher. "quest-sions" didn't come today! WHOO. and mrs* didn't come too! everyone was like asking, DID SHE GO INTO LABOUR?! hahahahaha! it was so funny man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week nine is ending tomorrow YAY. one more week to go, and there goes term one. i wonder how the rest of the terms are going to be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9551361-6455546313915592925?l=pinkprincesses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/feeds/6455546313915592925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9551361&amp;postID=6455546313915592925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6455546313915592925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9551361/posts/default/6455546313915592925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinkprincesses.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-march-alright-man-two-looong-months.html' title=''/><author><name>vette</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
