<?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-28721269</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:43:52.744+08:00</updated><category term='Melbourne'/><category term='Study'/><title type='text'>born to try</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link 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style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/herblackespadrilles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-883507048208595138?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/883507048208595138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=883507048208595138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/883507048208595138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/883507048208595138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#883507048208595138' title=''/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-8057787929554501440</id><published>2007-04-15T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T22:39:24.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moved</title><content type='html'>MOVED to Xanga. &lt;br /&gt;Go figure out the URL yourself, if you're smart enough (: This blog has been here for 256 posts, and I figured it's time to move on :P&lt;br /&gt;LOVE &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-8057787929554501440?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/8057787929554501440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=8057787929554501440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/8057787929554501440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/8057787929554501440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8057787929554501440' title='moved'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-700540803295766422</id><published>2007-04-08T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:23:38.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lagsane</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I remember the first time I had lagsane. First at Gabrielle Ong's birthday party, which doesn't really count, because it didn't get me all excited about it. The first real time was when I went to Melbourne, Otway, and my dad ordered lagsane there. Me and my brothers were picking at it, snatching from my dad, and I fell in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, I miss Melbourne. I miss the people, the food, the atmosphere, the freedom. It sure beats Singapore, where you never know what people will do to you, where people can turn their backs on you in a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;We're looking for a house in Melbourne now, my parents wanna put me in Boxhill High School, but I'm not too keen, because I'd rather go to Doncaster East. Where Shoppingtown is. We'll be renting when we get to Melbourne, and I hope we get a fab house. &lt;br /&gt;I can't really say who I'll miss. Probably I will know when I get there, on hindsight. I think the people I will miss the most are those people who aren't that close to me, but have been the most amazing friends I could have, with no intentions. People like Jade Wee, Shannen, Delise Yang. And others. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, yes, I got my clutch (: I'm too lazy to upload the picture of it, but it's way pretty &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Timeless was great, Shannen got saved (: The 3 testimonies were really touching, yeah. And Shannen has cool England shoes! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I know I've put this off for a really long time, but I will be moving soon, as soon as I find the time. But don't expect me to let you know the link, because the whole reason I'm moving is because I wanna blog somewhere where I don't feel judged because of what I blog, somewhere where I can blog freely without attracting controversy. Yeah, and just in case you don't know, I can't wait to leave for Melbourne. I hate it here. I don't see how people can call themselves friends when they leave their 'friend' out of everything, make plans without that person, make that person feel so freaking guilty about nothing. Oh, yes, that's how you make me feel. GUILTY. For nothing. You make me feel guilty about your emoness, when I feel like slapping you because of that self-pitying look on your face. Actually it's more than one but, whatever. &lt;br /&gt;Delise Yang, Vera Wong, it was great seeing you yesterday! (: I didn't know how much I missed you guys until I saw you :P In any case, Dee, it was great catching up, we'll talk again soon (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-700540803295766422?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/700540803295766422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=700540803295766422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/700540803295766422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/700540803295766422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#700540803295766422' title='lagsane'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-1970248310184840464</id><published>2007-04-04T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T21:49:22.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revival!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;God is moving, God is moving&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the sound of revival?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well, today, I saw revival.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe my standards are low, or whatever, because I have never seen so many people saved in a place, and it wasn't even in a church. It was in a school, in a girls school, MGS.&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last day of Discover Jesus Week in MG, and Pastor Jeremy Stewart was preaching about the cross, and he's a seriously good speaker. And when he spoke about what Jesus went through, there were loads of people crying, and I believe that God was touching each and every girl there (: And finally when he asked if anyone wanted to receive Christ into their lives, he told them to raise up their hands. My first instinct was that, no, they're gonna be too shy to raise up their hands. Yet God went beyond my expectations. I was peeking when he said three, and something happened, because MORE THAN 100 people raised up their hands, I'm pretty sure. People were crying, and God was just doing such a great work in the hall. And Mrs Yap said that they weren't expecting so many people, and it was much more than they expected, they couldn't fit all the people who accepted into the hall (:&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen anything so encouraging, because this just goes to show, that God keeps his promises. At the beginning of 2007, He promised a revival, and it goes to show that as long as you believe in His promises, He will grant you more than you've expected.&lt;br /&gt;And I believe that there's more to come (:&lt;br /&gt;Remember this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'But the thing that struct me most was during FUEL. Sister Kassey asked us to share one thing that impacted us most about the service, and I said that it was the sermon. That you really need perseverance even when it's hard and just have faith that God will deliver what He has promised you. And then Sis Kassey said this, to me, &lt;strong&gt;"I believe that you're going to bring revival to MGS. Really, and I'm praying and believing with you that you will bring MGS revival."&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My post on January 21, 2007. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah (: We got the revival, but there's more to come (: Even the Sec 4s accepted, and it's so touching, how God can just touch a whole school like that.&lt;br /&gt;My best DJW ever, and you'll never know the sweet feeling, that euphoria of seeing those people making decisions, it's like elation beyond elation. Because you know that this day, half your school will be going to heaven (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for Discover Jesus Week 2007, thank God for Pastor Jeremy, thank God for the band, thank God for the work He's done.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the revival, in MG, that we have been praying so long and so hard for.&lt;br /&gt;And all glory to God (:&lt;br /&gt;[If any MGS alumnae or teacher reads this, I APPEAL FOR MORE STUFF LIKE THIS! We should have DJW like, 4 times a year or something! That, would be so cool, and then imagine if the whole school accepts Christ, and then chapel would be like church. Cool beyond coool (:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-1970248310184840464?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/1970248310184840464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=1970248310184840464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/1970248310184840464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/1970248310184840464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#1970248310184840464' title='revival!!!'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-3367679430400855021</id><published>2007-04-03T15:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T15:30:55.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bluefly</title><content type='html'>Blogger is really annoying, I don't like the layout anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We have changed places in school, I'm sitting next to Evelyn now. And Sheryll's opposite! (:&lt;br /&gt;April Fools was stupid, hahaha I didn't fall for anyone's tricks! :P&lt;br /&gt;In any case, just when you're bored, for the girls: www.bluefly.com.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-3367679430400855021?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/3367679430400855021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=3367679430400855021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3367679430400855021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3367679430400855021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3367679430400855021' title='bluefly'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-2757199662338394476</id><published>2007-04-03T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T15:30:12.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bluefly</title><content type='html'>Blogger is really annoying, I don't like the layout anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We have changed places in school, I'm sitting next to Evelyn now. And Sheryll's opposite! (:&lt;br /&gt;April Fools was stupid, hahaha I didn't fall for anyone's tricks! :P&lt;br /&gt;In any case, just when you're bored, for the girls: www.bluefly.com.&lt;br /&gt;Check it out (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-2757199662338394476?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/2757199662338394476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=2757199662338394476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/2757199662338394476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/2757199662338394476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#2757199662338394476' title='bluefly'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-1372109763091954556</id><published>2007-03-30T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T21:53:42.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fat tongues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/xueandpoo002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/xueandpoo003.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/xueandpoo004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/xueandpoo005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/xueandpoo006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/xueandpoo007-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, Nina, Camwhore. And not to mention fat tongues like mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-1372109763091954556?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/1372109763091954556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=1372109763091954556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/1372109763091954556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/1372109763091954556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1372109763091954556' title='fat tongues.'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-3944661212287477341</id><published>2007-03-25T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T22:07:06.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pr</title><content type='html'>SPOT ON was fab (: Ignyted One! We did our best and we rocked. I think we were really united and cooperative, and I made new friends too (:&lt;br /&gt;Best of all, we won second! WELL DONE, IGNYTED ONE (:&lt;br /&gt;We got our 20 buck Island Creamery voucher, woohoo. &lt;br /&gt;Ignyted ONE &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cheer was totally cool too (:. Like: &lt;br /&gt;10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2... ... KABOOM! IGNYTED ONE! [Stick out leg with the word ONE written on it]&lt;br /&gt;Yaar, we are so cool, and you know it! ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised, today, that actually a few years back, we actually got the Canadian PR as well. So if we'd accepted it, I'd have visas to Australia &amp; Canada! (: So cool. But we didn't accept it, so heckkk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-3944661212287477341?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/3944661212287477341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=3944661212287477341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3944661212287477341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3944661212287477341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3944661212287477341' title='pr'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-3731430210259263796</id><published>2007-03-22T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T22:49:24.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jadey</title><content type='html'>I freaking miss my darling Jade Wee loads. It was great having her in 1E last year, because she's the one person, the ONE AND ONLY person whom I can actually act totally crazy with, totally dysfunctional with, and feel at home. She's the only person I've ever known who still acts crazy on PMS days, and you never feel out of place when you're telling a lame joke or acting totally stupid with her, because hah, she's the same and she totally makes you feel comfortable. (:&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jade Wee LOADS (: Love you Jadey darling &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep018.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-3731430210259263796?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/3731430210259263796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=3731430210259263796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3731430210259263796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3731430210259263796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3731430210259263796' title='jadey'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-5283488329581411488</id><published>2007-03-21T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T23:22:55.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not again</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of moving.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I've set my mind on moving. It's just a matter of when. &lt;br /&gt;Probably Xanga I guess. I'd like to move to a place where nobody can find me. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone (actually 2 people) who have heard me rant, and complain about my day. At least I know I can trust you, even if all else falls apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know, I'm freaking scared that my primary school history, will all repeat itself. I've experienced it three times. Not again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-5283488329581411488?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/5283488329581411488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=5283488329581411488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/5283488329581411488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/5283488329581411488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5283488329581411488' title='not again'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-4505655120207412616</id><published>2007-03-21T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T23:12:47.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perth</title><content type='html'>Perth was good. Very very good. I didn't want to come back. &lt;br /&gt;It is not dead city, it has really good food, and good shopping. The track was cool. I shall not comment further :P&lt;br /&gt;We did quite alot of stuff, so I'll just post the pictures and let them do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically we arrived at around 4 plus, Aussie time, and we went to the house, which is huge. Seriously. Then we went to the park, and Swan River and it's so gorgeous. It's like, so cool, and windy, and it was really nice. Then at night we went to Karrinyup, this shopping centre. It was Thursday so it closed at 9.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth060.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunrise, it's worth getting up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth061.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qantas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth062.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth063.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reads 'hello xue was here (:'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth064.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerd just cut his hair, so no more goldfish bowls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth069.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth070.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth072.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big banana tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth074.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth076.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swan River, it's so pretty (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth075.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth077.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth078.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ducks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth079.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loveeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth089.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, twit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth091.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old twit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth098.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth065.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Caversham Wildlife Park, and I saw a wombat. It is disgusting. Like, all fat and pudgy. :P Then we went for lunch, and the chocolate factory. Then we went back to the house, where we swam and after that went out for dinner at the harbour. The sunset is gorgeous.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feathers: Please do not remove from the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth024.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I can. Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth023.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bird that can bite, and bit my brother 9 years ago when we were in Perth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth119.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look closely, it's actually a white kangaroo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth128.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY FOR KANGAROOS. Someone must have eaten it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth118.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth132.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest brother, me, and the arsehole of a kangaroo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth136.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth166.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death By Chocolate cake. It was heavenlyyy. I died and went to heaven when I ate the food here. It's a place called Carilley, and the fries are TDF! They're like, long, golden, crispy and really tasty. The thing is, you can't see a single grain of salt on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought AU$90 worth of chocolate at the Margaret River Chocolate Factory. The chocolate there was FABULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth041.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scandalous eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth031.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro's actually using the rocket thing to shoot her. I'm standing behind to protect myself :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth026.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, a bird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth027.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth042.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth043.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagsane, Shannen Tan, you know you are SO jealous. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Innaloo in the morning, then had to rush to the stadium for my brother's 400m track event. He got 2nd in the heats, and 5th in the semifinals. But that really good already, because they're really really fast. And then later we went to visit my mom's friend, Aunt Fiona, and we went out for dinner. Apparently we've known them for years, but I can't recognise their daughters except one. :P We went to La Porchetta and I had lagsane, cabonara, foccacia, pizza and chilli mussels. MMM (:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth049.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perry Lakes Stadium, beats our stadiums hands down and has the hottest guys &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth050.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The red guy's my bro, he's running 400m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporean team march past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth052.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Little Athletics Centres. Kingsway's the best though, they're really good. And there was this guy who sang the Australian anthem from there, and he sounded so hottt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth142.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point Water Reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth171.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sand bar, so you can actually walk over to the other side! COOOL (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth182.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No birds... Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth187.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Round House. It's actually a place where they used to execute criminals, not by hanging but by chopping off their heads! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth188.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plaque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth192.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset from the top &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth206.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside, the two families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth207.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yvonne, Rachael, Michelle &amp; me. They're super nice, and really funny too. Like they were playing with my brother handgames, and Rachael lost to my bro in chopsticks! Then we were talking about who's better, Shin or Lu in Princess Hours. We had ice cream too and it was really good (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church today, went to New Life City Church, which is actually Pastor Yat Wan's church. So I saw Dorothy! (: Haha, but she couldn't join us for lunch because she had cell. But the people there from their youth are really friendly, I had 3 people come up to me, and they were really very nice (: After that we went for lunch at a Vietnamese restaurant with the pastors, and then went to Harbourtown! (: It's this really cool place where they have sales all year round, and the stuff is so, so cheap. Like, you can get a Portmans top for 5 bucks. They had Valleygirl there too, but I couldn't really try on that much stuff because my family was rushing off to watch my bro at the stadium, even though it wasn't even his event. 200m. In any case, I managed to get loads of stuff there and I like that place alot (: Pity it closed at 5pm. He got like, 5th again for 200m finals, and that's good because it isn't his event. And the really cool thing is that the Australian runners, the guys, they go up to the foreign visitors, and they swap shirts! So we saw some Australian boys with Singapore jerseys, and Singaporean boys with Kingsway/ Bayswater/ Belmont etc. jerseys and it's so cool (: After that we went back to the house and we had a barbecue, the food was really nice. And at night, you can see loads of stars and it's super pretty (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth213.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool party &amp; barbecue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth225.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth226.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pool lighted up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth227.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth106.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some funny Cars sweet my bro got, it's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back on this day! I was really sad though. But we had the beef pie. Whoohoo, haha. The beef pies there are TDF! They're so hot and delicious, and I also got my Havaianas at the airport. Quite cheap. Anyway I really enjoyed my trip, and my bro was so lucky he got to stay another day there! We bought Starbursts at the airport (: They're super nice gummies. :P I watched Blood Diamond on the plane! Leonardo DiCaprio is so hot, like omg. Lol. But honestly, he is really very hot. But he died in the movie! Darn, and he was called Danny too, like Josh Hartnett's character in Pearl Harbor. DANGGG. I was so sad, I was like NOOOOOO! when he died. Some stupid soldier shot him. And my ears hurt like crazy when we were descending, until I realised that yawning takes away the pain! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth232.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park outside the house, it's so gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth236.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth238.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lipgloss boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth239.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This baby was sitting in front, in the carrier. It's so adorable! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth240.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my brother came back last night. I can't believe it, but I actually missed him. It gets weird when you only have one annoyance to deal with, because I normally have to deal with two. Absence makes the heart fonder - too true. During this trip I grew much closer to my youngest brother too, because we only had each other to annoy. It was a good trip, I wish I could go back. I don't want to stay here in Singapore, but that's broaching another subject already.In any case, I loved my stay there. Shopping, food, everything was great. I can't wait to go back to Melbourne. Anyway, last night we went to fetch my brother from the airport. You know all those athletes, in track jackets and stuff, then they're like all walking out of the baggage collection centre at once? I THINK THAT IS SO COOL. Haha. My brother's so dark now! Lucky. I was tanning in Australia, because it was SO HOT, deathly hot, but not humid, and I only got a bit tanner. The only good thing is that when Elizabeth saw me yesterday first thing she said was, 'Xue Er! You're so tanned now!'&lt;br /&gt;You made my day, Liz (:&lt;br /&gt;And it was rather dry in Australia, so I didn't sweat, but when I got back to school yesterday I broke out in sweat just walking up the hill. And jet lag is a stupid thing.&lt;br /&gt;It was good to see my brother anyway, and he brought back stufff (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth241.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boxing kangaroo pen, supposedly for his teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth242.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the muscles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth244.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingsway &amp; Bayswater, I was hoping he'd get a Kingsway jersey because they're the best (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth245.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, a much cuter version of the wombat. It's name is Benny - it says it on the tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Perth246.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was so sweet, he got this for me! (: I like it alot, and I think it was really nice of him, because he didn't get anything for himself, and he had to take Benny the wombat. So sweet &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Perth freaking much, and I wish I never came back to this horrible place.&lt;br /&gt;School has been really bad, thank you for asking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-4505655120207412616?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/4505655120207412616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=4505655120207412616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/4505655120207412616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/4505655120207412616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4505655120207412616' title='perth'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-806489765546382148</id><published>2007-03-15T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T07:54:14.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perth</title><content type='html'>At the airport now, boarding time's at 9.20. I can't wait (:&lt;br /&gt;Before I go:&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday in advance to Keith Yong! (: Can't wish you on the day itself, so I've to wish you now :P Have a great birthday BOY YONG!&lt;br /&gt;Happy baptism to Ariel &amp; Gid! (: I'm really sorry I can't be there to witness it, but I believe you'll do great. I think you two are the only two people I know who are getting baptised, haha. &lt;br /&gt;I won't be on for five days, I think. But there should be Internet connection at the house I'm staying, so hopefully I can come on. Poor Nina can't read my blog everyday anymore :P And to be honest, I can't really sleep well without getting that pair of heels and the clutch. Hahaha. Nah, take your time (:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've to go now! Have a great holiday, because I know I'll have one (: &lt;br /&gt;SEE Y'ALL on Tuesday! Oh yesss I'm ponning school on Monday :D&lt;br /&gt;LOVE! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-806489765546382148?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/806489765546382148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=806489765546382148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/806489765546382148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/806489765546382148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#806489765546382148' title='perth'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-7833956084881309603</id><published>2007-03-14T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T20:51:02.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clutch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/JANELL.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janell, 1st on my list? Nahhh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Xueis1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XUE IS #1, durrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/HANKY.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her specially-drawn-for-Xue Er hanky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Tongue.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate packing, it's so troublesome. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;Yess I'm going tomorrow! (: So excited, and I've decided that I'm going to buy that pair of Charles &amp; Keith heels. They're so pretty hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just realised they don't have Charles &amp; Keith in Perth. Only in Melbourne and New South Wales. Hmm. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Yes Nina remember the clutch! Haha (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-7833956084881309603?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/7833956084881309603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=7833956084881309603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/7833956084881309603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/7833956084881309603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7833956084881309603' title='clutch!'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-7469477925579513804</id><published>2007-03-13T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T21:45:56.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLUTCH! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Today was so fun! (:&lt;br /&gt;I had guitar in the morning, then after that Jade came to my house for a while. We were playing with this mobile rabbit hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;Then I went down to VivoCity to meet Sheryll &amp; Benn. I should have brought more money! &gt;:( I only brought 50 bucks. So we went into River Island. And there, we discovered life is sad. Because there's this really nice belt that Sheryll wanted and it was a whopping 69 bucks, I think. And there was this gorgeous white patent leather clutch, with a shiny gold buckle, it cost like, 53 bucks! I was so, so sad. Like it was really really nice! I shall save up and get it :P Or, if anybody wants to, you can get me that for my birthday present if you haven't gotten me anything! (: Hahaha, you know you want to (: In case you wanna see it first :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.riverisland.com &gt; enter &gt; women &gt; bags &gt; clutches and purses&lt;br /&gt;It's the white and gold one, second one! So prettyyy!&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Pull &amp; Bear, and the shoes are so pretty. Especially the flats. &lt;br /&gt;Then we ate. Yoshinoya.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to River Island again! And when Benn asked how was it, we replied, 'Pretty, expensive and heartbreaking.' LIFE IS SAD :(&lt;br /&gt;So then we went to Zara, Topshop and Nafnaf. The shoes were so pretty it was heartbreaking. Zara especially. Omg, the shoes were so pretty, the wedges were beautiful. BEAUTIFUL. Sheryll and I were like, running around trying them on, they were so high, around 3 to 4 inches I think, and we were trying to find somewhere to sit. Then there was nowhere to sit, so we just stood in some random place and wore the shoes, and I think we looked really weird, but we were happy because we had beautiful shoes on (:&lt;br /&gt;But we couldn't buy them. :( &lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Aldo but the shoes there were super high. &lt;br /&gt;So, feeling very demoralised, we went upstairs. &lt;br /&gt;AND WE FOUND OUR HEAVEN! (:&lt;br /&gt;Charles and Keith! The shoes were so cheap, and I found these gorgeous espadrilles, and they're black velvet, and they are so beautiful. I also found another pair, which I'll get another time or something. I just realised I didn't get any flats, but I'll get them in Australia. And then Benn said something about me not wearing heels often, and I told her that with heels like these, I could forget about that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy (: And I got this t-shirt dress from Forever 21, it's green and really really nice (:&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, Nina just said that she'd share with some people, and get me the clutch! I LOVE NINA! &lt;3 Hahaha, but I'll still love her anyway (: Thank you darling!&lt;br /&gt;Today was so, so fun (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-7469477925579513804?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/7469477925579513804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=7469477925579513804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/7469477925579513804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/7469477925579513804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7469477925579513804' title='CLUTCH! &lt;3'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-5572825675627777819</id><published>2007-03-12T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:54:19.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so there</title><content type='html'>1. I thought you were different, but you're just like everybody else, I just realised.&lt;br /&gt;2. I did not ask for your opinion.&lt;br /&gt;3. And even if I did, I would NOT have taken it into consideration anyway.&lt;br /&gt;4. You were alright at first but now you are OBVIOUSLY rubbing me the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;5. I don't really give a crap if you had hidden meaning in your insult.&lt;br /&gt;6. I think that by saying that you have no taste because I think I looked absolutely fine.&lt;br /&gt;7. Maids do not wear freaking Forever 21 dresses.&lt;br /&gt;8. In case you didn't know, you should never tell a girl she looks like a maid. &lt;br /&gt;9. You are starting to annoy me &lt;em&gt;immensely&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO &lt;strong&gt;THERE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And this is to another person: &lt;br /&gt;1. I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU THOUGHT I LIKED YOU. DO YOU KNOW, THAT THAT IS JUST DISGUSTING? MAYBE YOU'RE HOPING THAT HAPPENS, BUT THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN IN YOUR WILDEST DREAMS SO DREAM ON YOU EGOISTIC LOSER. JUST FYI, LIKING YOU, IN MY OPINION, WILL BE A WASTE OF MY TIME AND IT'S DISGUSTING. PLEASE DO NOT INSULT MY TASTE.&lt;br /&gt;There you go. I'm seriously aggravated by these two people. It's a rather short rant though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-5572825675627777819?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/5572825675627777819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=5572825675627777819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/5572825675627777819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/5572825675627777819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5572825675627777819' title='so there'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-5365600337038044811</id><published>2007-03-12T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:33:31.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>story</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Saved By the Bell&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘R-r-ring! R-r-ring!’ The school bell rang shrilly. Its high-pitched sound reverberated through the halls of the school, reaching my ears and filling me with dread. I hate the school bell; I hated its high-pitched, loud and incredibly annoying sound that marked the end of my school day, making me leave for home. I hated, immensely, the thought of packing my bag and trudging home. To cut the long story short, I hated to leave school for home. &lt;br /&gt;  It was not because I loved school all that much either, it was just that I resented my home. Many say that there is no place like home, but to me, home was just like the outside world – cruel and abusive. At least in school, I would not get beaten up by a drunkard in denial, at least in school, I did not have to live in fear, even if it was only for a mere six hours. And it is not as if I hated the school bell either. I just, very simply, hated what it signified. In the school that I attended, the school bell was used for a single, sole purpose – to signify the end of a school day. It signified the start of afternoon of perhaps freedom for the other kids, but not for me. For me, it signified the end of a short supply of protection from my temporary shelter and the beginning of a repeating nightmare, the start of something that left me vulnerable, heavy-hearted and laden with trepidation.&lt;br /&gt;  Everyday, the school bell would ring at the end of the school day – the most dreaded sound ever. Teachers would shout out last-minute instructions for the students over the commotion, while the students dumped their dog-eared textbooks and files into their bags, barely listening. They dashed out of the classroom like bullets, laughing joyfully as school was over. I rarely had any after-school activities – if only I had signed up for some – and he knew this. He knew that every day, I would come straight home from school, obediently, and surrender to his clutches – his cruel ‘hobby’. I would trudge slowly out of the classroom, plastering a smile onto my face as I waved goodbye to my friends. As soon as they are out of sight, the smile would vanish as quickly as it appears. &lt;br /&gt;  As I made a beeline for home, very much reluctantly, I would stroll and enjoy the neighbourhood. To say that I was stalling for time would be an understatement. I was trying to stall, desperately, for time, and I was still clinging onto that single ray of hope that today, it would not happen. That single ray of hope that told me that today was a new day, and everything would be different. But then I turn the corner, I see my house – big, grand and sticking out like a sore thumb among all the tiny, quaint houses at the side – and I would catch sight of that damned silver Lexus that belonged to him, parked in front of the mansion I lived in. &lt;br /&gt;  Hesitantly I would walk towards the house, and push open the gate. I have always, since the day everything started, had to fight that urge to throw a stone at the window of the Lexus. A smooth, grey pebble taken from the pebble lineup at the side of the tiny garden, hitting the tinted window and shatter it. I used to imagine that maybe, just maybe, if this happened, the nightmare would be shattered, just as easily as how dreams can be shattered. I enter the house, I see him standing there, arms akimbo. My stepfather says my name, slurring it so badly that I know he has been drinking, and smiles lecherously. I can see the evil, sly glint in his eye; his hand is twitching restlessly beside him. There is a white, frothy liquid above his upper lip, another telltale sign of him having drunk a lot. He licks it away in one smooth move by his tongue. He takes a step towards me. &lt;br /&gt;  I am rooted to the ground, as usual. As much as I try to, I cannot get my feet to move, they are temporarily paralysed. I would watch him come closer, my heart pounding so hard and loud I can hear it. I would cross my fingers and pray silently but fervently. The next few hours are a crazy, messed up blur, as always, but soon after the whole routine recollections flood back to me. I remember everything, each detail of the abuse, so vivid and clear, it would be very scary. From the wide palms of his on my thigh, to the moment before he hits me with the black, leather belt my mother gave him for an anniversary gift, I can remember it all. It haunts me at night, but I cannot do anything about it. &lt;br /&gt;  The next day, I would try to eradicate all the horrible memories by blanking my mind out and flooding it with better memories. Many times I would succeed, on lesser days, I would be able to forget at least half of the incident. In any case, I would be able to get on with the day fine enough, without any unpleasant disturbances. But then at the end of the day, when the school bell rang, everything would flood back into my mind. Scenes of the abuse would flash in my mind, and that thought, that heartbreaking truth, became etched in my mind once again: It happened yesterday, and it will happen today again.&lt;br /&gt;   The school bell brought back exceedingly unpleasant memories. For the days to come, it remained in my mind as something cursed and dreaded.&lt;br /&gt;  Until the day that he died in a car accident while driving in his silver Lexus. I remember returning home that day to see my mother sobbing uncontrollably, as she painfully broke the news to me. Tears streamed down her face, her eyes were bloodshot and she was gasping. When I heard of the silver Lexus being the vehicle involved, I realised that maybe, I had been right all along. One window being shattered from the car, and this nightmare would have been shattered, like the tinted window, into Smithereens, and nobody would bother to pick up the pieces. I should have taken that chance, to do it myself. To shatter the nightmare myself, with my own hands. But now, it was all over. I felt an immediate surge of joy within me, and surprisingly it was not followed by remorse. I hated him. I hated him so much that I was glad he was dead, because this marked an end to what seemed to be a never ending nightmare. As I heard my mother’s incessant wails and cries, I heard the school bell once more, in the back of my mind. &lt;br /&gt;  That day, the school bell had brought me joy, and that new lease of life that came with freedom.&lt;br /&gt;  That day, the school bell gave me a new memory. A new memory that would come to me, reminding me that I was not living under a nightmare, in a prison, any longer. Because that day, the school bell released me from school and set me free.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is NOT an excerpt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-5365600337038044811?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/5365600337038044811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=5365600337038044811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/5365600337038044811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/5365600337038044811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5365600337038044811' title='story'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-6836069762358098074</id><published>2007-03-11T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T15:18:39.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugly crier</title><content type='html'>There are two kinds of criers in this world: Pretty criers, and ugly criers.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty criers can cry their hearts out, their lungs out, with thousands of tears streaming down their face, and wipe them away. Nobody would even know whether they cried, other than the telltale signs of slightly red eyes. Their faces are probably slightly pink.&lt;br /&gt;Ugly criers, on the other hand, will cry their hearts and lungs out, until all the tears are gushing out, and when they wipe the tears away, there you have it. There's the blotchy face, red eyes, nose, tear streaks, overswollen eyebags, clown's noses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I cry, because I have never been a pretty crier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday was great. I realised that God doesn't need words to tell you He loves you, He uses the people who pray for you and His presence to tell you that. And in His presence, I don't really care whether I'm a pretty crier or not, because He doesn't see that, He sees the tears, He takes them, and turns them into something beautiful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-6836069762358098074?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/6836069762358098074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=6836069762358098074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/6836069762358098074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/6836069762358098074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6836069762358098074' title='ugly crier'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-6550076471730512808</id><published>2007-03-09T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T23:57:10.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>family night</title><content type='html'>Cross-country run on Thursday, Turf City. &lt;br /&gt;Jackson got second for the cheer, and while the other houses were cheering, Janell and I were trying to tan our inner arms under the sun. So we were sitting cross legged on the floor, with our arms out on our laps. I didn't know what she was doing at first, so when I saw it, then I was like, 'What's wrong with you? Are you doing yoga?'&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, then she was like, 'No luh, what yoga! Let's tan our inner arms!' &lt;br /&gt;So I go okay, and we both go in the same position.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what. Five minutes later, she's looking at her nails. And this prevents the sun from reaching her inner arms and hence they would not get tanned. So I go, 'Janell! Don't look at your nails! Remember your inner arms???'&lt;br /&gt;Janell: 'Oh ya!' &lt;br /&gt;OH, and five minutes later she's looking at her nails again. Talk about short attention span. Hahaha. Then after that someone, I think Claudia, said that Janell has the attention span of a &lt;em&gt;squirrel&lt;/em&gt;. Omg hahaha, that was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight003.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the Jackson power, it's in our BLOOOD (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Night 2007: Survivor - Outplay, Outlove, Outbond. &lt;br /&gt;It was fabbb! (: It was really fun. And I think 2E did really well, with 2Eugazaga, the tribal dance and everything. 2Eugazaga is like, the best island you can ever go to. Haha. Through all the preparation for Family Night, I think we've really bonded as a class. Like, sure, there're still some people you'll tend to not really get along with, but I've come to love my class. &lt;br /&gt;Trust me, at the beginning of the year, I had never imagined I would say this, but here goes: I love 2E. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;It seems that we've grown closer and more united after this whole event, we've moved out of our cliques (well, a little, I guess). &lt;br /&gt;The tribal dance was my favourite part, because it was really fun and we were the only class that the audience clapped! As in like, during the song, the audience started clapping along with the song. And we were all actually singing Hakuna Matata! All in all, it was great. 2E did well for that, in my opinion, and in all honesty, I really enjoyed the dance. I honestly wouldn't mind doing it again, because it was really so so fun. &lt;br /&gt;Sheryll's so close to her brother, it's sweet. Like, they hug each other and stuff. Almost makes me wish me and my brother were like that. (I CANNOT BELIEVE I JUST SAID THAT.)&lt;br /&gt;Well, we didn't win, we got a consolation prize, but hey, our class bonded, we got closer, isn't that the whole point of this event? I guess we were kinda disappointed after the results were out, but then later Jan came back with something: &lt;strong&gt;'We didn't win, but we know that we're the best!'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YOU know that too. Because 2E rocks (holds up two thumbs and wiggles them, hahaha. Chelsaaa's move).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benn &amp; me, her hair looks too messy while mine looks too neat :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight010.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha Liz, you look freaking retarded! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight011.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loveeee Mich &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz &amp; me (okay you look better this time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight013.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheryll &amp; Xue Er (THEY SOUND ALIKE!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight016.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Chelsa, Sheryll &amp; Rachel Choe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight025.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina, me &amp; Euodia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight026.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benn looks hot in the hat but Nina looked hotter hahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight027.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benn &amp; Chelsaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight028.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa! LOVE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight030.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2EUGAZAGA SOARS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight031.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloria (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight032.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benn was serving the wantons and I was doing that at first until she declared the wantons HER turf! So I had to serve the mini pizzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight040.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You KNOW you love us ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight041.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight042.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My competitor in giving out the pizzas. And I won okay! At least I think I did, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight043.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheryll &amp; Michelle (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight044.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benn looks like Victoria Beckham cause of her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight045.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mich &amp; Liz &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight046.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jan, Xue, Liz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight047.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg major twit! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight048.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I love this photo she looks so shocked by the fire thing!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight049.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2EUGAZAGA'S SHELTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight050.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina, me &amp; Caris. I miss ya my dear COW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mich, Benn, Xue, Nina &amp; Caris (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight51.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mich, me, Liz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight52.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzzzz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight53.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2EUGAZAGA - WE ARE SO COOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight54.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo to ugly hair &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight55.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight56.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2E united (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight57.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace your inner twit with 2E! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynjight58.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture (: FEEL THE 2E LOVE, YO &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/familynight59.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hail the king (queen) Jan. We didn't win, but we know we're the best, and YOU know that too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY I BECAME A FREE PERSON.&lt;br /&gt;I had my piano exam for grade 7, and it was good. I think.&lt;br /&gt;Well, fine. I hope. But my teacher could hear me playing and she said I did fine. So... YES. I am free. (:&lt;br /&gt;The interesting thing was that my exam was held in some cafe, and it was a nice cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Global Sounds PLL Company. Honestly, it sounds like some big recording label, doesn't it. Haha. I couldn't wear my shoes into the examination room. Like, how dumb is that. Ah well, I'm just really happy it's over. By the way, I will DIE if I fail again. DIE.&lt;br /&gt;K, enough blogging. I'm gonna do online shopping now (: It's seriously addictive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-6550076471730512808?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/6550076471730512808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=6550076471730512808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/6550076471730512808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/6550076471730512808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6550076471730512808' title='family night'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-4508018496469117012</id><published>2007-03-07T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T21:04:11.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>demoralising</title><content type='html'>Proper birthday shoutouts:&lt;br /&gt;EUGENE: I know I've already done one for you, but here's another :P And by the way, I don't understand what you mean by me following my hearts desire. So there. Hahaha. Anyway happy 15th! (:&lt;br /&gt;SIS ALICIA: I know you don't read this, but happy belated birthday! The pro dancer with the cooolest taste, because you like tomato twisties too! (:&lt;br /&gt;SIS CHRISTINE: (Hah she doesn't read this too!) Happy birthday yaar, and get married sooooon :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is losing it's thrill.&lt;br /&gt;Jackson is the coolest. We have the cooolest new house tee! Not like the other houses, ours is actually nice. I'll try to post pictures of it. If I can though. Cause my computer's down. And a laptop has limited USB ports.&lt;br /&gt;Art today was stupid. Try presenting your stupid newpaper-made graduation hat and then suddenly having a paper ball thrown straight in your face.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so, so much. Talk about demoralising.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-4508018496469117012?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/4508018496469117012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=4508018496469117012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/4508018496469117012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/4508018496469117012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#4508018496469117012' title='demoralising'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-1683734605814589842</id><published>2007-03-06T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T10:16:30.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My computer is down! &gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;Aw shucks man. Booo. &lt;br /&gt;Sectional outing on Saturday was really fun. We had a few games of Captain's Ball, and my group consisted of the two Joshuas, Abby, Ruth, Jonathan and some other people I can't really remember now. LOL. And we were pink group, and we won two games, and one of them was Benn's group! Haha, we won by one point, and I would never have imagined that. :P But it was just a game so yeah, we're cool and we still loveeee each other! :D&lt;br /&gt;Water bombs was hilarious, becauase Ariel wanted to throw one at me but it wouldn't break so there was this tiny hole that was broken on the plastic and she was spraying water at me from there. Hahaha, so lame! &lt;br /&gt;The only thing that sucked was that I had to wear really ugly Asics, which according to Benn are the nicest shoes ever. I think. &lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait for my trip to Perth. Yeah sure I'll be away for about half the holidays and I'll be missing Ignyte service, but hey, I'm going there to SHOP (: Not that shopping beats service, but well, you get the idea :P I hope my brother wins some race. If not it's so embarrassing, heh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be free on Monday and Tuesday. Hehhh. Organise something Delise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-1683734605814589842?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/1683734605814589842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=1683734605814589842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/1683734605814589842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/1683734605814589842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1683734605814589842' title=''/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-7738467345144523795</id><published>2007-03-02T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T21:12:56.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study'/><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>I FAILED MY MEP TEST, AGAIN, BY HALF A MARK.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY ALL THINK I DIDN'T STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;THEY ALL THINK I DON'T CARE ABOUT WHETHER I FAIL OR NOT.&lt;br /&gt;THEY ALL THINK THAT I NEED TO PUT IN MORE EFFORT.&lt;br /&gt;THE THING IS, THEY DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH EFFORT I PUT IN.&lt;br /&gt;THEY DO NOT KNOW HOW I FELT WHEN I GOT BACK THE PAPER.&lt;br /&gt;THEY DO NOT KNOW THE REMORSE I FELT. &lt;br /&gt;THEY DON'T FREAKING UNDERSTAND THAT THERE COMES A CERTAIN LIMIT THAT A PERSON CAN TAKE, YOU CANNOT MAKE SOMEONE DO WELL IF SHE REALLY CANNOT DO IT. &lt;br /&gt;AND THEY DO NOT KNOW HOW MUCH I FELT LIKE CRYING WHEN I RECEIVED THE PAPER.&lt;br /&gt;THEY DO NOT KNOW HOW MUCH HARDER IT IS TO SIT NEXT TO SOME MEP GENIUS WHO ACTS AS IF EVERYTHING IS ALRIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;THEY DO NOT KNOW HOW MUCH I FEEL LIKE PUNCHING THEM AND SLAPPING THEM WHEN THEY SAY STUDY HARDER. BECAUSE I HAVE HONESTLY, FREAKING TRIED. I HAVE WRITTEN THREE PAGES CHOCK FULL OF NOTES AND HAVE GOTTEN BIG FUGLY EYEBAGS BECAUSE OF THAT TEST.&lt;br /&gt;THEY DO NOT KNOW HOW HARD I TRY TO UNDERSTAND THE WHOLE PAGE OF CADENCES, FORMS, AND COMPOSERS.&lt;br /&gt;I AM... &lt;strong&gt;DISAPPOINTED&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What a waste of my time. You know, if I had gotten 263 for my PSLE, I wouldn't have needed to take MEP.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not doing well in school either. I'm getting A2s for everything. Life Science, and some other stuff. I got a B4 for Geography and I'm nearly failing Chinese. And MEP, well, that's needless to say. I'm kinda scared that I don't get Chemistry, and I'm really scared for Math too. &lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO DO WELL.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO DO WELL.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO DO WELL.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot get A2s for everything. I cannot get B4s either. K, fine, A2s aren't so bad. But B4s are unacceptable. Because Ding Xue Er cannot get B4.&lt;br /&gt;NO, SHE CANNOT. NEITHER CAN SHE GET AN A2 FOR SOMETHING SHE COULD GET A1 FOR. OTHER PEOPLE GET A1S. &lt;br /&gt;Feel the stress. &lt;br /&gt;I hate this. &lt;br /&gt;You know what I want to do? Quit school. Do whatever I want. Somehow the methods that helped me last year aren't working this year. I don't know why. All I know is that I'm feeling freaking stressed right now. &lt;br /&gt;I may go on a hiatus. I need to focus more on my studies. &lt;br /&gt;Study study study. I might as well go to an asylum now.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EUGENE TEO! FOLLOW YOUR HEART'S DESIRE (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-7738467345144523795?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/7738467345144523795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=7738467345144523795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/7738467345144523795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/7738467345144523795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7738467345144523795' title='hiatus'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-7817265441337781130</id><published>2007-02-28T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T22:51:56.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a bad day. &lt;br /&gt;I wake up in the morning and go to school with my hair all messed up, untameable. &lt;br /&gt;In school Mrs Serena Chan almost makes me stand in the corner of the class (honestly, it's so juvenile.)&lt;br /&gt;After MG-Nyte, it starts to rain and I'm almost late for my dental appointment if not for Abby's parents who drop me off at the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;My teeth hurt so bad and they're really painful.&lt;br /&gt;It's raining even heavier and I've forgotten my umbrella brilliantly. &lt;br /&gt;I've to walk home in the rain and on the bus back it's bone chillingly cold.&lt;br /&gt;My mom decides to go into full typical Singaporean mother mode.&lt;br /&gt;I can barely eat my dinner because of my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;I can't play the piano pieces correctly because my fingers were too wet at that moment, or oily whatever.&lt;br /&gt;While I'm out on the computer, my brothers brilliantly decide to switch on my iPod nano, listen to it, leave it on for two whole hours, draining the battery and making me charge it all over again. And BTW, it's freaking long. &lt;br /&gt;My parents take their side. &lt;br /&gt;STUPID BROTHERS, I tell you they're freaking annoying. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-7817265441337781130?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/7817265441337781130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=7817265441337781130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/7817265441337781130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/7817265441337781130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7817265441337781130' title=''/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-3908226722972037016</id><published>2007-02-25T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T11:27:12.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne'/><title type='text'>Melbourne</title><content type='html'>Church yesterday. When I went there, it felt like ages ago since I stepped into that place, and yes, I missed it loads! Service was alright, I guess. Though sometimes I feel that's it's really unfair, that everyone else can be on such a high when I'm not high all the time. As much as I try, sometimes I can't make myself feel spiritually high. And I hate the way my spiritual life fluctuates like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Living by faith and not by sight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seemed, yesterday, that everybody finally got the idea that I am going to Melbourne. LOL, and I thought everyone knew already. Hmm. Jared Koh asked me when I'm going, and honestly, Jerad, it's so far away! Like, the end of the year. Haha, but yes, all of you can come and see me off. I'll feel so... LOVED. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it'll be like over there. Though I'm definitely looking forward to the food, and the shopping. But I'm kinda apprehensive about going there for good, because it's like starting all over again. To be honest, I'm afraid that when I go there, my social life will be as interesting as my primary school social life. Benn's the only one who knows the tragic story, I think. And I don't think I'll fit in. People say, you'll find new friends, oh, and go find a hot Australian boyfriend (HEH). But sometimes I really wonder if I'll be able to do that (fit in, not the boyfriend part LOL). And what happens when I come back? I don't think it'll ever be the same. Because people change, things change, relationships change. &lt;br /&gt;But God doesn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-3908226722972037016?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/3908226722972037016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=3908226722972037016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3908226722972037016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3908226722972037016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3908226722972037016' title='Melbourne'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-2676483182461466985</id><published>2007-02-24T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T14:48:46.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz</title><content type='html'>1. The phone rings. Who do you want it to be? Hmm, someone. Nobody would be darn freaky!&lt;br /&gt;2. When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart? Of course, why would I want a big bulky cart in my house! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;3. In a social setting, are you more of a talker or a listener? Both, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you take compliments well? Compliments, who wouldn't. &lt;br /&gt;5. Do you play Sudoku? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;6. If abandoned alone in the wilderness, would you survive? Not if some lion came to eat me. Of if I had to eat disgusting stuff like bugs. I'd probably have to survive on my will to live (:&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you like to ride horses? Yes! It's really fun. &lt;br /&gt;8. Did you ever go to camp as a kid? Mmhmm, I went to the most camps ever. &lt;br /&gt;9. What was your favorite game as a kid? Barbie, heh. :P&lt;br /&gt;10. If a sexy person was pursuing you, but you knew he/she was married what would you do? Ooh, you wanna tell me who that sexy person is first? ;) I'd just be really flattered, but if I didn't like him it would be no point getting disappointed. Unless he's like, really really hot. The only exception would be he's Josh Hartnett. Then... ah, I'd be devastated. :(&lt;br /&gt;11. Could you date someone with different religious beliefs than you? Why not, it's also a great way to evangelize (:&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you like to pursue or be pursued? Depends hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;13. Are you ticklish? That's too much information to reveal, so I'm not saying. &lt;br /&gt;14. Do any songs make you cry? Yeah. Pearl Harbor OST. &lt;br /&gt;15.Do you know how to shoot a gun? No, I hope I don't ever have to.&lt;br /&gt;16. If your house was on fire, what would be the first thing you grabbed? iPod nano, phone, camera, and my youngest brother!&lt;br /&gt;17. How often do you read books? Quite.&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you think more about the past, present or future? All three.&lt;br /&gt;20. Favorite children's book? Sweet Valley (:&lt;br /&gt;21. How tall are you? 160! I haven't grown a single bit and my brother's gonna be taller than me already! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;22. Where is your dream house located? Australia.&lt;br /&gt;23. What name brand is your computer? NPS. &lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever taken pictures in a photo booth? Yaar, neo prints, if that's what you're referring to.&lt;br /&gt;25. What flavour is your favorite lollipop? Vanilla and chocolate! And strawberry yoghurt, like the one I bought from Topshop. &lt;br /&gt;26. Where was the furthest place you traveled today? So far, tuition.&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you prefer to sleep or eat? Tough choice. BOTH!&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you look like your mom or dad? My dad.&lt;br /&gt;29. How long does it take you in the shower? Long enough (:&lt;br /&gt;30. Can you do the splits? No but I've tried though.&lt;br /&gt;31. What movie do you want to see right now? The Pursuit of Happyness!&lt;br /&gt;32. Would you like to make a shout out? No it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;33. What did you do for New Year's? Watchnight!&lt;br /&gt;34. What song would you like to dedicate? Too many, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you own a camera phone? Sadly, no, but I'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;36. Who would you dedicate that song to? Jade (:&lt;br /&gt;37. Candles or Incense? Candles! Scented ones are the best. &lt;br /&gt;38. How many hours of sleep do you get a night? Depends.&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you like care bears? Um, why?&lt;br /&gt;40. What do you buy at the movies? Tickets, popcorn and coke! &lt;br /&gt;41. Do you know how to play poker? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you wear your seatbelt? When I remember to :P&lt;br /&gt;43. What do you wear to sleep? Tshirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;44. Are you in love? In God, yes! (:&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you like funny or serious people better? Those who are a mix and know the right time to be funny and the right time to be serious. But funny. (:&lt;br /&gt;46. Ever been to L.A.? No, I want to!&lt;br /&gt;47. Did you eat a cookie today? Buy me one!&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you use cuss words in other languages? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you steal or pay for your music downloads? I shall not lie, so I shall not say anything.&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you hate chocolate? In my mind, yes. But as Ding Xue Er, no way! I thrive on chocolate, yo (:&lt;br /&gt;51. What do you and your parents fight about the most? That's personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;52. Are you a gullible person? Yes. &lt;br /&gt;53. Do you need a boyfriend/girlfriend to be happy? Hahaha, that's so overrated. No, I think I'm pretty much happy by myself now thank you.&lt;br /&gt;54. If you could have any job (assuming you have the skills) what would it be? A personal shopper! Or maybe something else. But right now personal shopping seems like a good idea (:&lt;br /&gt;55. Are you easy to get along with? Am I? You tell me. &lt;br /&gt;56. What is your favorite time of day? When I go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;57. What are your weaknesses? Food, shopping, Pearl Harbor, Josh Hartnett, and SHOES! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;58. What are your favourite movies? Pearl Harbor, duh(: But the papers called it a dud. Sheesh, like, no taste!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-2676483182461466985?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/2676483182461466985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=2676483182461466985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/2676483182461466985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/2676483182461466985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2676483182461466985' title='quiz'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-3967793732160710432</id><published>2007-02-23T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T23:11:56.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/joshandkatebeckinsale1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because there's you and me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-3967793732160710432?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/3967793732160710432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=3967793732160710432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3967793732160710432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3967793732160710432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3967793732160710432' title='goodbye'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-8333752672736689608</id><published>2007-02-23T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T22:35:35.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neurotic</title><content type='html'>Alright week. Jade's coming for service tomorrow, I think. (:&lt;br /&gt;I just had an MEP test today, and I think I'd pretty much be satisfied with a B4. I'm not aiming too high because I don't wanna get disappointed, and anyway, my dad said that a B4 isn't too bad, so why settle for more? Blah, anyway, I think my test results aren't that good, so I've decided that I shall put my really good discipline skills (yeah, right) to use. I've decided that I will not listen to my iPod when I am studying. &lt;br /&gt;DING XUE ER! Repeat after me, 'I will not listen to my iPod while studying.'&lt;br /&gt;Honestly. I am so neurotic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-8333752672736689608?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/8333752672736689608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=8333752672736689608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/8333752672736689608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/8333752672736689608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#8333752672736689608' title='Neurotic'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-6171302352828859515</id><published>2007-02-19T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:31:20.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny</title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year for me was kinda boring. Maybe for me, because the bling is a huge part of the thrill, and that thrill wasn't very nice. But whatever, count your blessings so... Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I've just realised that all the good movies now are rated. &gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;MOSES! WE BROKE THE RECORD! (: By one minute haha, but it's still time. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-6171302352828859515?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/6171302352828859515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=6171302352828859515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/6171302352828859515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/6171302352828859515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#6171302352828859515' title='cny'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-3583826613571420184</id><published>2007-02-17T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T22:44:53.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>matt goss</title><content type='html'>It's The End of The Road - Matt Goss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday a clear horizon &lt;br /&gt;Now the clouds are rollin' in it's disappeared &lt;br /&gt;The one thing that i've always believed in &lt;br /&gt;It's strange how right now it all seems so unclear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consult my soul &lt;br /&gt;And it tells me that it knows &lt;br /&gt;There's no doubt one day &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna fly &lt;br /&gt;Gotta stand up, dust myself off &lt;br /&gt;Just for now &lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something ends something begins, &lt;br /&gt;But now it's just the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;When someone loses someone wins &lt;br /&gt;But now it's just the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;Don't get to fix it if it doesn't break &lt;br /&gt;But now it's just the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;When you gotta leave &lt;br /&gt;It makes you wanna stay &lt;br /&gt;I know it's the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One line can change a story &lt;br /&gt;So sometimes let the line just be unsaid &lt;br /&gt;Pride only thinks about the glory &lt;br /&gt;And just the right now &lt;br /&gt;And not the days ahead &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've held my breath &lt;br /&gt;Walked on shells hoped for the best &lt;br /&gt;What the future holds &lt;br /&gt;I don't know &lt;br /&gt;I've gotta stand up, dust myself off &lt;br /&gt;Just for now &lt;br /&gt;It's the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something ends Something begins, &lt;br /&gt;But now it's just the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;When someone loses someone wins &lt;br /&gt;But now it's just the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;Don't get to fix it if it doesn't break &lt;br /&gt;But now it's just the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;When you gotta leave &lt;br /&gt;It makes you wanna stay &lt;br /&gt;I know it's the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been travelin' &lt;br /&gt;Get the dust right off the windshield &lt;br /&gt;No one gets the road map to their life &lt;br /&gt;'Cause life is so subjective &lt;br /&gt;I'll take my pain and I wanna protect it &lt;br /&gt;Never blinds me always reminds me &lt;br /&gt;There's so much more to see &lt;br /&gt;At the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something ends something begins &lt;br /&gt;Is this the end of the road? &lt;br /&gt;When someone loses, someone wins &lt;br /&gt;Is this the end of the road? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something ends something begins, &lt;br /&gt;But now it's just the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;When someone loses someone wins &lt;br /&gt;But now it's just the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;Don't get to fix it if it doesn't break &lt;br /&gt;But now it's just the end of the road &lt;br /&gt;When you gotta leave &lt;br /&gt;It makes you wanna stay &lt;br /&gt;I know it's the end of the road &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday: THANKS BENN FOR COMING TO VIVOCITY WITH ME AND HELPING ME FIND MY STUFF! (: And for putting up with all my whining and complaints and the stuff that I wanted, and for controlling the power of your fist hahaha. Thanks yeah! LOVE (:&lt;br /&gt;I got my CNY clothes! And I really like them. Went to Vivocity yesterday to get my CNY stuff, and I ended up with this Forever 21 dress, belt and a really nice Topshop necklace. It's this black plastic rose on a golden chain (: I was super high after getting all my stuff, and it took quite a short time so Benn and I went on the search for our clutches, but to no avail, so boo. But then again, I was very satisfied. So we sat down at Coffee Bean, and there the funniest thing happened to us. We had finished our drinks and were just talking when this man with his group of friends, both girls and guys, came along. Because I was facing his direction, he signalled to me, asking me if we were done and were going off soon. So I nodded and started to stand up and Benn saw and did the same. So we were taking our bags and stuff:&lt;br /&gt;(The man sees our uniforms.)&lt;br /&gt;THE MAN: MGE! OH MGE! It's MGE right?&lt;br /&gt;BENN: Um, no, it's MGS. &lt;br /&gt;ME: Yeah, MGS.&lt;br /&gt;THE MAN: Oh, MGS, I see. &lt;br /&gt;ME: Yeah, thank you, sorry (I don't know why I said sorry heh.)&lt;br /&gt;THE MAN: Oh, okay, MGS! I'm your brother ah, I was from ACS.&lt;br /&gt;BENN &amp; ME: Um, okay, bye.&lt;br /&gt;(We walk away as he calls out, wishing us a happy Chinese New Year. We're both trying not to laugh. When we're at a distance safely away, we start laughing like crazy.)&lt;br /&gt;BENN: Hahaha, paigia ACS dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL hilarious. Anyway yesterday was fun (: Though I think Benn was about to punch me because I was really high from retail therapy and adding the coffee, it made it worse. I kept on saying what I wanted, and she was like, 'XUE ER! Do you really want to see the power of my fist?' Earlier in the day, my mom specifically said that I couldn't buy any shoes. And the shoes at River Island were really pretty :( They had this really cool tagline, it was like, 'Give the girl the right shoes... And she will conquer the world.' Get the hint, heh. Plus I got this really cool free mirror from Forever 21. It's like a compact mirror, two-sided, and one side's border is lighted up. And it's silver with black wording on the cover, saying 'Forever 21'. AWESOME YO (: Went for CNY service in church after that. &lt;br /&gt;I guess I learnt something yesterday. Perhaps you can gain something from retail therapy. You can be happy, you can be truly happy. Really. But I learnt yesterday, that you can have all the retail therapy you want, but you cannot ever really get joy from that. You may be using retail therapy to cure something, but that happiness cannot really give you real joy. I've learnt yesterday, that you can have happiness from the ways of this world, but you can have the joy of the Lord and you'll find, that nothing ever beats that, and nothing ever will. FYI I'm talking about positive here not negative (:&lt;br /&gt;Today I realised how scary it is that bobby pins are so like friends &amp; people in your life. You need to hold onto them really carefully, or before you know it, they'll be gone. Coincidentally, I lost a bobby pin today and yesterday I realised that I will lose somebody. It's like something imminent (I think that's the word), bound to happen. Because it's like bobby pins. Every girl is bound to lose a bobby pin in her life, like it or not. It's kinda lame a comparison, but it all just comes back to the same thing, doesn't it. &lt;br /&gt;Alright, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-3583826613571420184?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/3583826613571420184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=3583826613571420184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3583826613571420184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3583826613571420184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3583826613571420184' title='matt goss'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-699511241491090734</id><published>2007-02-15T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T23:04:50.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dang&lt;/em&gt;, I was gonna post this real long post about what happened in Math today, but ah well, I accidentally closed the window so it's gone. Boo :( I seem to be doing alot of that these days. Closing windows I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, during Math, Lim SK was teaching us addition and subtraction of algebraic fractions and then she was talking about how if we did it the NORMAL way, we wouldn't have 'grapsed' (at which we all sniggered) the concept. Then suddenly the fire drill alarm rang, and Rachel Choe started jumping up and down screaming, 'Yes yes yes! Whoohoo!' Hilarious! Then later to Lim SK she was like, 'Sorry, sorry! Sorry Mrs Lim!' Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday at AH, the butterfly trail, we saw a butterfly (Yeah, wow, JOY!) and everyone went, 'Oh my God!' or 'Oh my goodness!' or 'My God! My God!'&lt;br /&gt;Then you know what the Chinese teacher said?&lt;br /&gt;'Kuaidian zou, kuaidian zou ah, buyao zheng tian My God My God!'&lt;br /&gt;Translation: &lt;strong&gt;Hurry up walk, hurry up walk la, don't keep on My God My God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha so funny. Benn and I were laughing like crazy. And Janell's jokes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is Osama two-thirds woman?&lt;br /&gt;Because he's a wanted (one-third) man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did the light bulb say to the switch?&lt;br /&gt;'You turn me on!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omggg, Janell Tan the twit is so lame. Hahaha, enjoy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Name Game.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YOUR REAL NAME: Ding Xue Er (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME (first three letters of your name, plus izzle): Xueizzle. Ookay. (Xue shall be my first name hahaha. Can you imagine, Dinizzle!?!?! So Ding will be last.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. YOUR "FLY Guy/Girl" NAME: (first initial of first name, first three of your last): Xdin. Riiight. Sounds kinda cool actually. So alien! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (fav color and fav animal): White Not-An-Animal-Person. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.YOUR DRUNK NAME(FIRST 3 LETTERS OF YOUR FIRST NAME,then slam your hand on the keyboard.): Xuebrgfd. Ooh, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name, first 3 letters of mom's maiden name): Dinxufoo. Omggg it sounds darn retarded, no no no! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. SUPERHERO NAME (favorite color, favorite drink): White Water. Hahaha, so cool! I'm like, White Water. I sound so natural ooh lala (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. IRAQI NAME: (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, any letter of your middle name, 3rd letter of your moms maiden name,letter of a siblings first name, last letter of your moms middle name): Uneozg. Eeyer, so weird! Why like that one! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ACT CUTE NAME (write your fav animal and erase the last letter of it and plus a yoki behind): Not-an-animal-persoyoki. TWIT TWIT TWIT!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. SMELLY NAME (write ur fav colour and plus a TOIL infront of it.): Whitetoil. Sounds like white chocolate! &lt;3 Boo but it's smellaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vain attempts to update my iPod are failing, and it's FRUSTRATING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-699511241491090734?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/699511241491090734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=699511241491090734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/699511241491090734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/699511241491090734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#699511241491090734' title='Jokes'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-1802598889603733379</id><published>2007-02-14T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T18:51:06.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vday! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the flowers and chocolate and cards (: Still I think the best gift this Vday was Jade Wee's salvation. MMHMM :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired I can barely type. :/ CIP gardening was torture, squatting down for more than half an hour. When I got home I started eating my chocolates. Hmm, sinful, but well, you lose some, you gain some! (:&lt;br /&gt;Inside Out was really really good. Dinner after that was fun too! With Abby, Benn and Ariel. At Pizza Hut. &lt;br /&gt;Updates another time, History and HUGE Chinese test tomorrow. So for now, LOVE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-1802598889603733379?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/1802598889603733379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=1802598889603733379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/1802598889603733379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/1802598889603733379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#1802598889603733379' title='vday! &lt;3'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-2190797211070000849</id><published>2007-02-11T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T12:23:00.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEP concert ponned! (:</title><content type='html'>Yesssss (: I'm overjoyed, hahaha. Yesterday at Y=MX+C, my dearest &lt;strong&gt;Jade Wee got saved! (:&lt;/strong&gt; She said the sinner's prayer, and she might be coming back next week. I think it was a really good event, better than I Do last year, because this time, the youths could actually identify with the characters. And I really liked the play and everything, I found it really good. Somehow. God was and still is moving :D &lt;br /&gt;Jade Wee my dear girl! (: I'm really proud of you, for taking that step of faith to believe. I pray you'll grow in your walk with God, and know that He's always with you, and He loves you alright? I LOVE YOU HON! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I got 2 flowers yesterday! I had to rush off so I couldn't give everyone their cards, so I passed them to Ariel. &lt;br /&gt;MEP concert turned out to be quite fun. We were late for the concert, but sadly, we weren't locked out. BOO :( And Chan wasn't there, so we could've ponned it! GRRRR. Anyway, before the interval, this piece was playing and Joyce and Jia Ying were like moving their hands to the music. &lt;br /&gt;Freaky man. Musically insane :P&lt;br /&gt;And the interval was the besttt. Because, we went out to the mall, the Esplanade Mall, Jade Wee and me, and we got our intermission passes. Then we decided to pon the second half! (: And that turned out to be the best decision ever because it was so fun ponning. PLUS we saw some Sec 4s ponnning too I think. So first, we went to Haagen-Dazs, but we saw the menu and we left. I feel kinda bad for the waitress though. LOL. So then we went to Mrs. Fields, and we had sandwiches because we didn't get to have dinner. Then after that we walked around a bit, and went back to Haagen-Dazs! We had a double scoop then we went out because we felt super extra, we were only eating a cone. &lt;br /&gt;So we went out and window shopped! :D We saw some pretty cool stuff. But it was kinda boring because we had no money. So we went outside the Esplanade and we were playing at the fountain there. It was really really fun! I miss Jade Wee so much man (: So we were climbing on top of the vents and everything, and the pool was so cool cause it had pretty blue lights on it. And there was this glass panel there, it's actually the ceiling of the carpark! &lt;br /&gt;And we took loads of pictures (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep016.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haagen-Dazs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep017.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chicken sandwiches (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep018.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep019.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Fields (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep020.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The double-scoop ice cream. I think the chocolate one was nicer. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep021.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intermission passes! We gave them back to the lady at the end of the concert, when everyone was coming out. We had to rush back into the hall. And she said, "Oh, you're very late!" HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep022.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets to torture :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep023.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge teddy bear. So adorable (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep024.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaky eyebags. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep025.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unrefined woman at the Esplanade, tsk tsk! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep026.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to this record store and they still have huge discs! I wanted to superimpose Jade Wee's face on the flash bit, but it got screwed up. Haha, next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep028.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This white guitar is coool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep029.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty blue lights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep030.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vent that we climbed was right behind (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep031.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touched the ceiling of the carpark hahaha. It's actually glass surrounded by this so-called moat, and it's pretty deep. Jade nearly fell in. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep032.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep033.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look so brave! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep034.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was shaking and I had to hold her hand LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep036.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BFFs (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep037.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the top of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep038.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason why I look so short is because she took it from on top our spot! My smile looks... constipated hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep039.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the only reason why she looks so tall is because I took it from the bottom of the vent! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep044.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep045.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep046.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep047.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep048.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep049.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep050.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The failed attempts to get a picture of me jumping :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep054.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite girl, Jade Wee (: I love you hon &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep055.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers (without flash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep040.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers (flash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep056.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/mep057.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby Chio (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade Wee thank you so much for last night! It was really memorable. I love you dear. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-2190797211070000849?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/2190797211070000849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=2190797211070000849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/2190797211070000849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/2190797211070000849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2190797211070000849' title='MEP concert ponned! (:'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-4564354550921788746</id><published>2007-02-08T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T21:48:54.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>didn't show.</title><content type='html'>Janell the twit makes me laughhh. (: As much as I hate to admit it, it's really really fun sitting behind her, because you get to learn all the weird and cool games, like Goggles Up, and 007 Bang, and Diudiu. Hahaha. And you hear all the stupid jokes. &lt;br /&gt;I am tired. The three tests this week are finally over, the only one that was honestly easy was Math. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As much as I want to, and perhaps it's what you want as well, I can't let go. I know it's the best, but I can't let go of that feeling, that chemistry, of you. And for this, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Today, you were an hour late. Then again, you've been late for the past week. Then again, you were never around, though I wish you were. I wish, that you would be around, all the time. And that I don't have to wait a whole week for you to be around. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-4564354550921788746?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/4564354550921788746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=4564354550921788746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/4564354550921788746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/4564354550921788746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4564354550921788746' title='didn&apos;t show.'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-7804965829175619939</id><published>2007-02-02T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T21:53:17.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>system</title><content type='html'>Janell, you twit! I asked you for Y=MX+C, you yourself didn't want to come. Jan the twit, Jan the twit, Jan the twit. Sounds nice, dontcha think (:&lt;br /&gt;The weekend is finally here, so hello to sleeping in and goodbye to school and alarms. Whoohoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All you need to do right now, is get that out of your system. Forget it, and everything will be alright. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-7804965829175619939?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/7804965829175619939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=7804965829175619939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/7804965829175619939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/7804965829175619939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#7804965829175619939' title='system'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-4500175438326723539</id><published>2007-02-01T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T21:17:28.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemistry;</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight? &lt;br /&gt;Yes, maybe now, I do. Except that in love at first sight, you always want what you can't ever have. Never, ever, in your whole lifetime. You somehow feel that chemistry, but you know that that chemistry isn't going to amount to much. It's just. Nothingness. Perhaps that's what hurts the most. Yet sometimes you don't even know what you want. You don't know what you're asking for. And what if you don't even know that person. Tell me, what happens then?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been good. Both Jade and Shannen are coming for Y=MX+C. (:&lt;br /&gt;And now I see, that faith moves mountains. I thought that Shannen would be a really hard case, but she was the first to say yes. And thank God for that. This is a breakthrough, I know it and I can feel the revival. Oh yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;It's finally going to be the weekend. I can vouch that it has been a tough week. I will finish this week well, with God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-4500175438326723539?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/4500175438326723539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=4500175438326723539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/4500175438326723539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/4500175438326723539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4500175438326723539' title='Chemistry;'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-3452458526419345731</id><published>2007-01-31T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T21:18:38.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound of revival (:</title><content type='html'>Welll. We're well into the week. Have I even started to say how much I hate my Chinese teacher? Welll. Yes I do. I dislike her strongly. I know I should have a positive attitude but she just doesn't bring that out of me. She picks on me, seriously. SHE PICKS ON &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;, just me. And I am so annoyed at her. I bet she knows it too. My classmates say so. Even the people from other classes know that she picks on me because they hear it from my classmates. Gahh, she really really tests my patience. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, no use harping over it. Yesterday was stressful yet really fun. How ironic, but it's true. Because maybe I was really high from eating so much at recess, and I was laughing at every single thing. Then I was sharing with Benn about my PEE THEORY which she didn't wanna listen. Hahaha, and then she needed to go to the toilet! (: So coincidental. And there was the flowers for Vday order form, and there was an example of a name there, and it said 'Kim Sim'. Hilarious! I think Benn thought I was mad or something. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;But my &lt;em&gt;Chinese teacher&lt;/em&gt; had to reschedule the test for the Chinese idioms (can you believe we have to learn 250 this whole year, they're sadistic I bet) to today, and I had a Chem test today too. So I have to study for two huge tests, do loads of homework, play the piano, I had guitar, and Creative Writing. &lt;br /&gt;Guitar was fun though, because Mr Choo wasn't there and Mr Daniel Lim, the new teacher, had to teach the Sec 1s and us at the same time. So he was rushing about, and we had time on our own. So we played hangman! :D But Miss Choe (AKA Jas Choe LOL) came in and we asked her to play with us and her response was, "I refuse to be a part of this!" Hahaha, but she was half-smiling. &lt;br /&gt;And during CW, we had to write sentences of the words found in the comprehension passage. So Abby and I wrote all our sentences with Eustacia in it. They were HILARIOUS. Here are some (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeopardize - Eustacia was jeopardizing her health when she drank soap instead of water. &lt;br /&gt;Melancholy - Eustacia felt a wave of melancholy sweeping over her when her boyfriend broke up with her.&lt;br /&gt;Sway - Eustacia was so heavy that even the strong winds could not sway her.&lt;br /&gt;Continually - Eustacia farted continually in front of her boyfriend after eating one kilogram of baked beans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just FYI, she knows what we wrote and she wrote the same stuff, so it was all in good fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of my week so far has been Y=MX+C. I've asked three people, and all said that they would ask their parents, two have said they can most likely come. YESSSSS. I'm really glad that even the people that I thought wouldn't have wanted to come actually asked their parents, and told me to remind them, and actually made the effort to ask the parent that would more likely allow (: And I think as much as I don't want to agree, I do agree with Benn. That the MEP concert being on the same day is a blessing in disguise, because after that the people invited can just go to the MEP concert with me. God works in ways we cannot understand, and through Avo + Benn, I realised this. Maybe it's not the way you want it to be, but it's not your will, it's God's will. Yeahhh. Avo + Benn had many successful invites too, so yay (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is moving,&lt;br /&gt;God is moving&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the sound of revival? (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-3452458526419345731?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/3452458526419345731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=3452458526419345731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3452458526419345731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3452458526419345731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3452458526419345731' title='Sound of revival (:'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-3927436322612200856</id><published>2007-01-29T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T10:19:07.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The quizzes</title><content type='html'>FAVOURITE&lt;br /&gt;Kind of pants: Jeans?&lt;br /&gt;Number: 8 &amp; 7! :D&lt;br /&gt;Animal: Ahm, I'm not an animal person. &lt;br /&gt;Drink: WATER. Heh, and prolly apple juice. &lt;br /&gt;Sport: Swimming! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Month: December &amp; January. &lt;br /&gt;Cartoon character: Ehhhh, I don't know? Spongebob is cute but gayyy. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;Been close to dying: No way.&lt;br /&gt;Loved someone so much it made you cry: Nah, I don't fall easily. (:&lt;br /&gt;Broke a bone: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Played truth or dare: Who hasn't played the bimbo game anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Ran away: I don't need to.&lt;br /&gt;Broke someones heart: Have I? I'm not sure&lt;br /&gt;Cried over someone's death: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Cried in school: Mmhmm, once in P3 and twice in Sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair: I haven't! :D&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Used someone: I can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS..&lt;br /&gt;Your good-luck charm: None, I don't believe in superstitions (:&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite song: Mighty To Save/ Came To My Rescue - Hillsong United&lt;br /&gt;Next to you: THE FAN.&lt;br /&gt;Your pet peeve: People who don't flush, that's just gross.&lt;br /&gt;Motivations: God and incentives! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVER HAD..&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Pox: Yes thank God.&lt;br /&gt;Soar throat: Yaar, I just&lt;br /&gt;A one night stand: Heh, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU..&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love at first sight: Nah, used to but not anymore now?&lt;br /&gt;Long distance relationships: I don't think they work out most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Like school: Depends, I guess. I still miss 2E though. (:&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your family: More or less?&lt;br /&gt;Wear contact lenses or glasses: Both, but I prefer contacts.&lt;br /&gt;Like filling out surveys: Like now? When I'm bored, why not?&lt;br /&gt;Like yourself: Of course! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO..&lt;br /&gt;Was the last person who called you: My brother?&lt;br /&gt;Makes you smile the most: God, JOELLE YONG and other people, I guess? (:&lt;br /&gt;Knows you best: God &amp; whoever knows me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU..&lt;br /&gt;Obsessive complusive: HAHAHA no, I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;Suicidal: No to me life is precious (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY DID YOU..&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you liked: Hahaha, of course I love my friends :D&lt;br /&gt;Buy something: Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;Get sick: Nah, thank God. &lt;br /&gt;Miss someone: Maybe, no I don't think so?&lt;br /&gt;Talk to an ex: There's no ex to talk to hahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST PERSON WHO..&lt;br /&gt;Slept in your bed: Myself, what are you thinking!&lt;br /&gt;Saw or heard you cry: Can't remember. &lt;br /&gt;Went to the movies with: The whole group, to watch Open Season.&lt;br /&gt;Told you they loved you: Nobody sadly. But I know that God loves me. (:&lt;br /&gt;You said I love you to: Don't know, no one?&lt;br /&gt;You fought with: TEO LI LI. &gt;:( Not really fought but I was really mad at her. Though I bet you don't know who that is. It's my Chinese teacher heh.&lt;br /&gt;You made fun of: I am a nice person. :D&lt;br /&gt;Made fun of you: Don't know. Moses and Boy Yong (Keith) because they took my drink at Macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICK ONE..&lt;br /&gt;Are you righty or lefty: I get to live 9 years longer. Go figure (:&lt;br /&gt;Scary or Funny movie: Funnaye.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Coffee or Tea: Coffee! I love Coffee Bean :D&lt;br /&gt;Summer or Winter: Both, I'll be getting both in Australia. &lt;br /&gt;Diamond or Pearl: You know what? I'll want diamonds. But someone else may not want that. He may want pearls. Or just a PEARL. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: COKE (:&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry or Watermelon: Both are fine.&lt;br /&gt;Citrus or Berry: Berry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM&lt;br /&gt;Hated anyone in your family: Nah, it's a love-hate relationship hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Good singer: Benn + Avo (:&lt;br /&gt;What was your last dream about: Secret!&lt;br /&gt;When did you last shower: This morning.&lt;br /&gt;What book are you reading now: Perfect Match by Jodi Picoult, but I've to stop for now because I have to start reading To Kill A Mockingbird again.&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world: Being in God's presence.(:&lt;br /&gt;What's underneath your bed: My brother's bed. &lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: Yaar. &lt;br /&gt;What are you most scared of right now: The tessts.&lt;br /&gt;Are you lonely right now: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Song thats stuck in your head right now: Here In Your Arms - Hellogoodbye&lt;br /&gt;First thing you notice on opposite sex: Face and size and height. &lt;br /&gt;Are you to shy to ask someone out: Why would I need to?&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now: The MG uniform. I'm in school :/&lt;br /&gt;Favorite flower: Daisies!&lt;br /&gt;How many pillows do you sleep with: 3. 2 Moomoos and main pillow.&lt;br /&gt;Single or Taken: Single and loving it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTRODUCTION:&lt;br /&gt;Full Name: Ding Xue Er&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: 08011993&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Singapore, Mount A!&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: Dark Hazel&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: Black&lt;br /&gt;Height: 160cm. I haven't grown since last year :(&lt;br /&gt;Weight: Nottt telling &lt;br /&gt;Right handed or Left handed? Right. &lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage: Chinese &lt;br /&gt;My Worst Habit: Ahm, you tell me? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;Shoe Size: For what? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Parents Still Together? Yaar. &lt;br /&gt;The Footwear You Wore Today: School shoes. &lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness: Tickles, chocolate, food, shoes &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Your Fears: Failure and rejection and insects. &lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza: Hawaiin with a real crispy and nice crust and with lots of pineapple and cheese and it's piping hot. Oohlala (:&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On An Instant Messenger: Haha &amp; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts First waking up: Aw shyte it's a new day. Then minutes later, "We're one day closer to Saturday!"&lt;br /&gt;Your Best Physical Feature: My eyes, I guess &lt;br /&gt;Bedtime: Depends&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Missed Memory: I'm kinda like living in the best days of my life right now, but the latter will be greater (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FAVORITES:&lt;br /&gt;Favorite color? Red, green, orange, gold, silver, white, brown &amp; black.&lt;br /&gt;Food? ITALIAN. But I love all food. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;Sport? Swimming is love &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Animal? Not an animal person I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream? Cookies &amp; Cream, Strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;Candy? Snickers bars, Belgium chocolate &amp; Halls Honey Lemonnn.&lt;br /&gt;Store? Topshop, Forever 21 (:&lt;br /&gt;Salad Dressing? That nice Japanese one that's really good.&lt;br /&gt;Actor/actress/band? Josh Hartnett, Channing Tatum/ Jessica Alba, Rachel Bilson/ Hillsong &amp; JIMMY EAT WORLD &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Song? 23 - Jimmy Eat World, Mighty To Save - Hillsong&lt;br /&gt;Letter? I like 5 letters. X, U, E, E, R! :D Wait that's only 4.&lt;br /&gt;Number? 8 &amp; 7&lt;br /&gt;Holiday? I wanna go to Australia (again), New York, Paris. Basically I wanna travel the world (:&lt;br /&gt;Season? All, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Toothpaste Flavor? Does that matter? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Radio Station: Power 98 &amp; 98.7 FM&lt;br /&gt;Perfume? Doesn't work, deodorant does.&lt;br /&gt;Body part on the opposite sex? The eyes must tell something (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS AND LIFE:&lt;br /&gt;What Do You Want To Be When You Grow Up? Something exciting, like a retail store owner or someone who earns big bucks (:&lt;br /&gt;How Do You Want To Die? In my sleep. Peacefully haha.&lt;br /&gt;Turn ons: NICE people, people who dress well, people who don't pretend to be someone else?&lt;br /&gt;Turn offs: Hypocrites and people who smell and have bad breath :/&lt;br /&gt;Which One Of Your Friends Acts The Most Like You? Ahhm, we're all unique :D&lt;br /&gt;Who's The Loudest? JOELLE YONG! And me, sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;Who Makes You Laugh The Most? Joelle Yong, Chetwin Wong! (:&lt;br /&gt;Who Have You Known The Longest? Abby Cheo the chio.&lt;br /&gt;Who's The Shyest? Abby Cheo the chio.&lt;br /&gt;When have you cried the most? PMS days LOL.&lt;br /&gt;What Is The Best Feeling In The World? Being in God's presence. JOY!&lt;br /&gt;Worst Feeling? Insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;Where Do You Want To Live When You Grow Up? AUSTRALIA :D&lt;br /&gt;If You Could Change One Thing About You What Would It Be? Not sure?&lt;br /&gt;How Long Do You Think You'll Live? It's all in God's plans (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;Been In Love? No, it was infatuation. But I don't know. (:&lt;br /&gt;Been To Juvie? Juvie, what's that?&lt;br /&gt;Mooned Someone? What's that? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Been rejected? Yaar. &lt;br /&gt;Pictured Your Crush Naked? If you do that you really must have a corrupted mind. Get some help, won't you?&lt;br /&gt;Skipped School? No, I'm a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;Thought About Suicide? Nah. &lt;br /&gt;Slept Outside? As in in the living room? Never. &lt;br /&gt;Laughed So Hard You Cried? OF COURSE. During the !Kung Bushmen thing! HAHAHA we were all crying luh.&lt;br /&gt;Cried In School? Mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;Thrown Up In School? Yeah, couple of times. &lt;br /&gt;Wanted To Be a Model? No, but I think it's cool to have so many clothes. &lt;br /&gt;Cheated On Someone? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Done Something Really Stupid That You Still Laugh At Today? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Seen A Dead Body? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Drank Alcohol? NO.&lt;br /&gt;Smoked? No, smoking's bad for you. Go revise your biology.&lt;br /&gt;Been On Drugs? No, go revise your BIO.&lt;br /&gt;Eaten Sushi? Who hasn't?&lt;br /&gt;Been On Stage? Yaar and I get stage fright everytime.&lt;br /&gt;Gone Skinny Dipping? No.&lt;br /&gt;Shoplifted? No I'm a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;Been Drunk? No&lt;br /&gt;Been Beaten Up? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;Swear? In my heart, when I'm really pissed but I try not to.&lt;br /&gt;Sing Well? Don't think so?&lt;br /&gt;Shower Daily? YES DUH.&lt;br /&gt;Want To Go To College? Mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;Want To Get Married? Of course.&lt;br /&gt;Believe In Yourself? Yes (:&lt;br /&gt;Get Motion Sickness? No I adapt well hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Think You Are Attractive? HAHAHA, you tell me! ;D&lt;br /&gt;Get Along With Your Parents? On &amp; off.&lt;br /&gt;Like Thunderstorms? Yes, it makes me grateful I have a house and I feel all cosy (:&lt;br /&gt;Play An Instrument? Piano, but I don't like it. And GUITAR, and I LOVE IT. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Own An IPOD? Yeah, an iPod nano. But it's only one gig, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Pray? YES &lt;br /&gt;Go To Church? OF COURSE AND I LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep With Stuffed Animals? Yes&lt;br /&gt;Keep A Journal/Diary? None, unless you count my TAWG journal.&lt;br /&gt;Dance In The Rain? No, but I walked in it and it was funnn. (:&lt;br /&gt;Sing In The Shower? Sometimes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT:&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke? Coke &lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King? Burger King.&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates? Depends, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolate &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries? Strawberries and creammm.&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies? Meat duh.&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie? MOVIE!&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums? Guitar, I guess? But the drums are cooool.&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike? Adidas (:&lt;br /&gt;Chinese or Mexican? Mexican heh.&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios or Corn Flakes? Never tasted Cheerios, but I'm not a fan of Corn Flakes because they turn soggy so quickly. I love Snow Flakes though :D&lt;br /&gt;Cake or Pie? Both, depends on what kind. I LOVE BEEF PIE (:&lt;br /&gt;MTV or VH1? MTV.&lt;br /&gt;Blind or Deaf? Neither&lt;br /&gt;Boxers or Briefs? Doesn't matter, does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU:Do&lt;br /&gt;Splits? No, how sad.&lt;br /&gt;Write With Both Hands? No only my right.&lt;br /&gt;Whistle? No&lt;br /&gt;Blow A Bubble? Of course, with the bubble wand luh. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Roll Your Tongue In A Circle? Yes!&lt;br /&gt;Cross Your Eyes? No&lt;br /&gt;Walk With Your Toes Curled? Yaar.&lt;br /&gt;Touch Your Tongue to Your Nose? No (:&lt;br /&gt;Dance? Everyone can danve, it's just whether they dance well.&lt;br /&gt;Eat Whatever You Want And Not Worry? Most of the time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON:&lt;br /&gt;You Touched: My mum, the hug LOL.&lt;br /&gt;You Talked To On The Phone: My brother&lt;br /&gt;You Text: Chetwin Wonggg.&lt;br /&gt;You Instant Messaged: Gideon&lt;br /&gt;You Hugged: My mum? Not really a hug though LOL.&lt;br /&gt;You Yelled At: Benn, I was ranting on about Teo Li Li hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;You Played A Sport With: Ahm, can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE LAST:&lt;br /&gt;Time You Laughed? Yesterday when I was messaging. :D&lt;br /&gt;Time You Cried? Long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;Movie You Watched? The Phantom of the Opera, great movie.&lt;br /&gt;Flavor Of Gum You Chewed? Don't like gum. But the last one I chewed was during camp, haha, that disgusting game. (:&lt;br /&gt;Joke You Told? I don't tell jokes, I hear them :D&lt;br /&gt;Song You've Sung? Can't remember haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT AT THIS MOMENT:&lt;br /&gt;Where Are You? In the school com lab.&lt;br /&gt;What Can You See Out Your Window? There's no window hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Are You Listening To Music? Loser school computers have no iTunes :(&lt;br /&gt;What Are You Wearing? School uniform and FBTs underneath ;)&lt;br /&gt;What's On Your Mousepad? There is no mousepad. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELIEFS:&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets? Nope&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles? With God, there can be miracles when you believe. YES (:&lt;br /&gt;Magic? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight? Not really&lt;br /&gt;God? YES DUH (:&lt;br /&gt;Satan? Yes, but he's a loser.&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts? Nope&lt;br /&gt;Santa? Nope&lt;br /&gt;Evolution? Nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN A BOY...:&lt;br /&gt;Fav Eye Color: As long as the eyes say something. Or they have that like, soulful look. &lt;br /&gt;Fav Hair Color: Don't know, doesn't matter. &lt;br /&gt;Short or Long Hair: Short.&lt;br /&gt;Height: Taller than me! (:&lt;br /&gt;Weight: Not fat, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Best Clothing Style: No emopunk styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM:&lt;br /&gt;What Country Would You Most Like To Visit? America &amp; Europe. &lt;br /&gt;Number Of CD's I Own: 50 over? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Your Good Luck Charm: None&lt;br /&gt;How many pillows do you sleep with? 3!&lt;br /&gt;Do you drink milk? Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Person You Hate Most: Dislike? Ahm, I shall not disclose. &lt;br /&gt;Do you think God has a gender? It doesn't matter, because I know He's God and He loves me (:&lt;br /&gt;Where do you think we go when we die? Hopefully everyone goes to heaven (:&lt;br /&gt;How many rings until you answer the phone? I put my phone on silent, so I may not even pick up hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a health freak? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;What is the worst weather?: Humid and hot :/&lt;br /&gt;Did you play with Barbies as a child? Yes hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;How many grades have you failed? NONE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-3927436322612200856?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/3927436322612200856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=3927436322612200856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3927436322612200856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3927436322612200856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3927436322612200856' title='The quizzes'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-2574172137521241049</id><published>2007-01-29T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T15:04:53.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>y=mx+c</title><content type='html'>Hellogoodbye's kinda cool. Their songs are a bit techno, but it's nice techno, not that head-throbbing techno that makes you wanna puke. Thanks Michele Fammm! (:&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading some blogs, and I realised that I may have issues with what people do. I shall address them here, even though I'm being a busybody. But then again, that's what some MG girls do best! HEE HEE.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I think I better not lest I get flamed or something. So I'll just post something about infatuation. Heh, the word we &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; love, don't we? Okay, nevermind. Today I'm kinda indecisive. Or maybe not, cause I'm deciding NOT to do stuff? Ahhh, okay whatever LOL. &lt;br /&gt;And I think that sometimes, it isn't that people are unfriendly, it's just that they know when to be serious at the right time. When you're in a big place, how do you expect to know everybody? Why are you pissed at someone when you're the one that's wrong? &lt;br /&gt;But that's a different issue altogether. Sorry, but I just have a lot of opinions. Though I tend to crap a lot when I say them out. &lt;br /&gt;Today I asked Shannen to Y=MX+C, and she said she'd ask her dad, who'd prolly say yes! :D And that, made my day. &lt;br /&gt;Joelle Yong my dear we should do something for Valentine's Day! Because we loooove each other don't we. With the rest of the girls. &lt;3 Oh and Benn and I planned something: When I go to Melbourne, I'll get to drive at 16 (JOY!!! :D) so they'll take an after O Levels trip to Melbourne and you'll come visit me. Then we'll have a road trip and we can go to all the fun places and go to the beach, and shopping at Shoppingtown and stuff, and it'll be the time of our lives. And the best part is that we'll be able to see each other again! :D&lt;br /&gt;And when you all are there, we can drive up to Perth or something, wherever's near. I can drive. Yesss. (: In Australia, you don't need a professional instructor, you just need to have someone sitting next to you, prolly an adult, and they'll teach you. When you get your license, you just need that person to verify if you've been trained a certain number of hours, and they trust you and give you the license. I guess if you don't really get that number of hours, it's your loss because you may get into an accident or something without enough training, especially with Australia being so dark at night and stuff. But it's amazing that they're so trusting. Like in Australia, you can just lend your friend your car. Whereas in S'pore you never see that happening. &lt;br /&gt;Ah well, enough talk about Australia. I'm leaving at the end of the year. So, we'll talk about Australia then. :D&lt;br /&gt;Y=MX+C! It's gonna be a coool event, cause some people are acting! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-2574172137521241049?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/2574172137521241049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=2574172137521241049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/2574172137521241049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/2574172137521241049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2574172137521241049' title='y=mx+c'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-2821031820608074120</id><published>2007-01-28T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T20:47:29.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday!</title><content type='html'>The weekend is coming to an end! :( I live for weekends! Blah, but I live for God so yeah. At least Mondays start with chapel, which is like the highlight of my Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday service was really good. Chelsa came. Yay, LOL. AND KEITH YONG! HE CAME TOO! YAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;FUEL was coool. Bro Kafei was the teacher, so to speak. And the chapel was really really cold. And Sister Kassey's getting marrieddd! So sweet! (:&lt;br /&gt;At Macs, it was really funny. Cause you know Abby and I have this thing of popping the little holes on the top of the Macs drink covers, and then she popped mine and Jo got into the habit too. So she reached over to the table next to ours, where Reuben, Ivan, and Justin were sitting. There was this uncleared tray with an empty drink on it, the holds not popped yet, so she popped them. Then Ivan and Justin were staring at the thing for super long, and she started laughing all over again. They had this dumbstruck look on their face, it was hilarious. Then she reached over to pop their holes, and they stared at their holes on the cover. For this like, super long time. And 5 minutes later, they started laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about slow reaction!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sorry Jo we couldn't get our tub. We'll get it next week, when we don't eat and aren't so full.&lt;br /&gt;I was packing my room today, and look what I found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/random017.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a ladybug, but when you open the wings, you can see the watch! So coool. My dad got it for me years ago from Perth. But it's stopped working already. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/random012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The watch! (: So cute, I love it &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-2821031820608074120?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/2821031820608074120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=2821031820608074120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/2821031820608074120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/2821031820608074120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2821031820608074120' title='saturday!'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-8684157218872577316</id><published>2007-01-26T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T20:50:25.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrrr</title><content type='html'>There's gonna be a MEP concert on the 10 February. Time to load that iPod with good songs to get me through the one and a half hours of torture (:&lt;br /&gt;I think Xanga's cool, I may get one when I reach 300/350 posts for this blog. I'll need a new username though. Which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Today at school was... cold. Plain cold. Brrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsa: HELLO. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-8684157218872577316?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/8684157218872577316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=8684157218872577316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/8684157218872577316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/8684157218872577316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#8684157218872577316' title='Brrrr'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-8318707599542012313</id><published>2007-01-25T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T18:24:46.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chet's bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Belated 15th Birthday Chet! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hope you enjoyed yourself that day yeah! Happy birthdayyy (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pictures up another time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-8318707599542012313?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/8318707599542012313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=8318707599542012313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/8318707599542012313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/8318707599542012313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#8318707599542012313' title='Chet&apos;s bday'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-2758316718859209378</id><published>2007-01-21T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:21:52.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;23 by Jimmy Eat World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt for sure last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That once we said goodbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one else will know these lonely dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one else will know that part of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still driving away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm sorry every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't always love these selfish things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't always live...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not stopping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was my turn to decide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew this was our time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one else will have me like you do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No one else will have me, only you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll sit alone forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you wait for the right time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are you hoping for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm here I'm now I'm ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holding on tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't give away the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one thing that stays mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amazing still it seems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be 23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't always love what &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll never have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I won't always live in my regrets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll sit alone forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you wait for the right time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are you hoping for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm here I'm now I'm ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holding on tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't give away the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one thing that stays mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll sit alone forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you wait for the right time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are you hoping for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm here I'm now I'm ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holding on tight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't give away the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The one thing that stays mine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Great song. The guitars are heaven (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-2758316718859209378?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/2758316718859209378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=2758316718859209378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/2758316718859209378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/2758316718859209378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2758316718859209378' title='23'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-3421381959539668720</id><published>2007-01-21T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:01:54.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>y=mx+c</title><content type='html'>Pictures from yesterday! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/randompics068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariel, Joelle and me, our hands painted for the banner! Ariel's orange, Joelle's yellow and I'm red. Seeee mine's like so dry hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/randompics069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Nina darlinggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/randompics071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benn, Gis, Grace and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/randompics072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIEL! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/randompics073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MGS girls, we're too cool. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/randompics074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANN LOH AND ME, we're the coolesttt (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/randompics075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, the SC girls. They all have the light on their faces hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's service was really good. Everyone wore their school uniform, and I realised in the service how much MG needs God. At the front during worship, Sis Lorraine was like, "Eh, MGS!" Cause Benn and me and Ariel were in front. And MG was on the video! (:During the sermon God reminded me of something that made me see how my being in MG was planned a long time ago, that it was planned and it's for a purpose that I'm in MG.&lt;br /&gt;And people said really encouraging things to me too. Before FUEL, Odelia said, "I like your smile! It's so sweet." Hee, thank you dear! (: And Laura (LOL) gave me this really sweet letter.&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that struct me most was during FUEL. Sister Kassey asked us to share one thing that impacted us most about the service, and I said that it was the sermon. That you really need perseverance even when it's hard and just have faith that God will deliver what He has promised you. And then Sis Kassey said this, to &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I believe that you're going to bring revival to MGS. Really, and I'm praying and believing with you that you will bring MGS revival."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words were really encouraging. Not just because they were the words that they were, but because they were said to me. I'm gonna fight for MG, and it'll be a battle that'll be won. Oh yeah. (:&lt;br /&gt;Y= MX + C, I believe it'll be a great event. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-3421381959539668720?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/3421381959539668720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=3421381959539668720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3421381959539668720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/3421381959539668720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3421381959539668720' title='y=mx+c'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116919992010960396</id><published>2007-01-19T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T17:45:20.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday zh</title><content type='html'>So...&lt;br /&gt;Happy 12th Birthday to my younger brother. He doesn't read this, but whatever. To the toot: Eh, you're finally growing up huh? Okay, so stop bugging me and leave your poor sister alone okay! And hello, please please please buy that iPod shuffle that your friend's selling to you. Be smart. Thank you. Oh yeah, and happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/552839/At%20the%20dinner%20table%20when%20we%20were%20young.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/404932/At%20the%20dinner%20table%20when%20we%20were%20young.jpg" 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;Yaaar, that's me. Heh (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116919992010960396?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116919992010960396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116919992010960396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116919992010960396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116919992010960396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116919992010960396' title='Happy birthday zh'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116902064291396188</id><published>2007-01-17T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T19:13:49.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emerge pictures</title><content type='html'>EMERGE 2006 pictures are finally up! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/EleazarWhoohoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't who took this photo but it's coool. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/ELEAZAR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleazar 2006!&lt;br /&gt;Top: Ann, David, Eugene, Charles, Sis Kim, Reuben.&lt;br /&gt;Bottom: Christophe, me, Simone, Pearl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda disappointed that there are only two, but oh well. They're nice pictures though! (:&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright, as usual. MG-Nyte was the highlight of my day. During Chem, we had to wear these disgusting and ugly safety goggles that look real freakish. If someone walked into the lab then, it'd be like walking into a lab full of nerdy, MGS science freaks who don't have a life. And it hurt too because the nose part presses onto your nose. But, whatever. They remind me of my fugly new glasses that make me look like a nerd, but I've to be grateful I guess because my dad went to make it for me and picked it up for me too. However, when I put on those glasses and look at myself in the mirror, I feel like crying because I hate the way I look in it. Emofied. LOL. I'll never wear those glasses out. Never everrr. K, enough talk about glasses before I get super pissed off about my new ones. And just FYI, I did NOT choose them. Don't insult my taste thank you. My dad chose them, but oh well. Heck I'll just wear them at home ONLY. So, sorry but you won't be able to see me with them! (: You'll prolly freak out and die anyway so I think you'd better not. You can just stick with seeing me all nice and big-eyed with contacts. Yay, heh.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for the weekend, where I can &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; sleep in for a longer while. In the mornings on weekdays, I feel as if I'm fighting to keep my eyes open. Though I think everyone is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Arena &lt;/em&gt;last night was really exciting. MGS vs St. Nicholas CHIJ Secondary School. MG won CHIJ 72 to 28. (: The IJ girls were really nervous, you could tell that MG was going to win already in the first 2 rounds. The score was like, 44 to 0! LOL. And there was this really bim IJ girl. The one on the last round, during her rebuttal time, she was like, raising up her hand and putting her other hand to her chest, and going, "Um, excuse me?"&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;em&gt;bimmm&lt;/em&gt;! Heh. Free periods seem to go by so quickly, and yet lessons seem to crawl by. Like art. I hate art, art to me is stressful. Today we had the wretched subject, which, may I include, is counted in my average (in other words, my average will be screwed up because my art and MEP will totally pull it down), and we had to draw that lines thing. And may I mention I have NO creative streak or even a creative hairline crack in me, and hence I was racking my brains trying to think of funny and weird lines to draw something, at least something, and I ended up with a piece of paper with bullcrap black and white stuff on it. I am &lt;em&gt;such &lt;/em&gt;a genius.&lt;br /&gt;They must be really sadistic to include MEP and art into our main subject stream, because I bet they know that people like me suck at both MEP and art. Talk about unsympathysing too.&lt;br /&gt;We had this NYAA talk, and this graduate came to talk about how she managed to get the Silver award. And at the end of the talk she went, "And just for your info, no, it is not self-centred to sign up for NYAA." Hahaha, cos the subject of the debate last night (&lt;em&gt;The Arena&lt;/em&gt;) was whether youths are driven by self-centredness alone. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I gotta bounce. Need to do homeworkkk.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week y'all. What's left of it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Courage is letting go of the familiar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116902064291396188?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116902064291396188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116902064291396188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116902064291396188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116902064291396188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116902064291396188' title='Emerge pictures'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116884866095977325</id><published>2007-01-15T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T16:30:07.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xue Er</title><content type='html'>Hellooo. Today was alright, except for PE where we had to do hurdles and my ankles and knees after that seemed to go kaput. But anyway, whatever. It was okay. I have miraculously taken on the job of designing the class tee. Quote, "Xue Er, can you design the class tee shirt? Make a design that no one has ever used before."&lt;br /&gt;Why don't &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; try that? (:&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, we had a free period today and I tell you, the librarian is cranky! We were only in the library using the computers for 15 minutes and she told us that we had to go because she was closing the library. I bet she was skivinggg! Gahh, so we wasted 20 plus minutes of our precious free period travelling to and from the library. And then I lost my Chinese textbook and so I didn't study for my spelling (tingxie) and so I had to borrow a book. But I think I did okay for it. The tingxie I mean. LOL, and there's this girl in my Chinese class who has the same Chinese name as me! Hahaha Xue Er is the coolesttt. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Random, but Topshop &amp; Aldo have the nicest flats. I may just go shopping for them online at eBay. eBay, Topshop &amp;amp; Aldo flats are my best discovery ever! Heh, they're really gorgeous. Look:&lt;a href="http://topshop.com/"&gt;Topshop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://aldoshoes.com/"&gt;Aldo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Obviously you go to the shoes section.&lt;br /&gt;So... I've been meaning to countdown to the holidays. And I WILL start it! It's just that I've been to lazy to check. Heh. After the 2006 December holidays, I've been really looking forward to the March holidays, for no reason. I'm sick of school after 2 weeks. And I may go to Perth during the March holidays because my brother's running for his school in the WALLA Track &amp;amp; Field event. I want my Haivanas! But he needs to get past the trials. And my mum's giving me the evil eye because I'm on another web page other than something to do with school work.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr. Sometimes she just can't get off my back.&lt;a href="www.topshop.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.topshop.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116884866095977325?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116884866095977325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116884866095977325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116884866095977325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116884866095977325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116884866095977325' title='Xue Er'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116861174469846767</id><published>2007-01-12T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T22:22:25.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah blah bla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I, need the high, to get me through the ever after.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting back my phone tomorrow! Joy (:&lt;br /&gt;School this week has been... (blank). If I say okay, it's not really the truth, but if I say bad, it's not exactly the truth either. This year, I think I have changed in a funny way. After school, I no longer try to stay back as long as possible to make it look like, to myself and others, that I have this way hectic schedule. I no longer try to find that solace in school, because I know that I will never find it. In school, I'm pretty much pathetic. It sucks actually having to admit it, but I feel like I'm just a lackey. &lt;em&gt;Lackey&lt;/em&gt;. Sometimes I wish that recess never comes, so that I don't have to always walk behind someone, so that I don't have to look like I don't know anyone. And when everyone's recess timing's the same, it only shows one thing, when you're someone's lackey - you are alone.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could have some control sometimes. I wish that I didn't have to be the one who stands behind, pretending not to listen to the conversation when all I wanna do, is just go home. I wish that sometimes, in school, I can just curl up, cry, and then just sleep my head off and never wake up. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, being alone has it's benefits I guess. You get to think alot. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. That basically sums up my week, other than the fact that MEP is getting okay now, I guess. We did something kinda funny today, but it was fun at the same time. Chelsa sits next to me, and she's really nice (: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the holidaysss! Need to countdown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116861174469846767?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116861174469846767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116861174469846767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116861174469846767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116861174469846767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116861174469846767' title='Blah blah bla'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116841713125778932</id><published>2007-01-10T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T18:04:38.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long</title><content type='html'>My phone is gone. MY PHONE IS GONE!&lt;br /&gt;Aw shyte. I blew my bill. Heh, it was like 124 bucks. Apparently I sent out 2000 over messages in one month. BLAH BLAH BLAH. I miss my phone. &gt;:( My dad confiscated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gabriel Pua! Happy 15th birthday (: Continue to be crappy, fun, sick and what not. And follow your heart's desire too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ariel! Happy birthday in advance dearrr. Be happy, and continue to grow in the Lord (: Have a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Benn! Fuzzy Wuzzy. HAHAHA. Continue to let that fire burn for God and never let it die down! Be a living testimony to the people around you yes! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My birthday! NYDC and stuff. Was fun, but I'm too lazy to blog about it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;###&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Who is the last person you held hands with? Ahm. I don't know, can't remember?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. If you were drafted into a war, would you survive? But I'm not in a war, so let's think positive! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Have you ever drank milk straight out of the carton? Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Have you ever won a spelling bee? No, and it was a pity because I didn't know how to spell museum then. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. How fast can you type? Relatively fast?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. Are you afraid of the dark? Yes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. Eye color? Hazel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11. When is the last time you chose a bath over a shower? Nah, I don't have time for baths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12. Do you knock on wood? Huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;15. Can you hoola hoop? Sad to say, no. I've tried like, loads of times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16. Are you good at keeping secrets? Why? If I say no will you stop telling me secrets? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;17. What do you want for Christmas? Look to the left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;18. Do you know the Muffin Man? Nope, unfortunately, but I do know Tom and Bobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19. Do you talk in your sleep? Heh, there was once I did but I didn't realise until my dad told me. And there were actions too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;20. Who wrote the book of love? God! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;21. Have you ever flown a kite? No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;23. Do you consider yourself successful? Maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;24. How many people are on your contact list of your cell? I think, I &lt;em&gt;think &lt;/em&gt;104. But I'm not completely sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;25. Have you ever asked for a pony? Yeah, when I was young. I planned to get one when I went to Australia when I was really young, but it was all in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;26. Plans for tomorrow? School and tuition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;28. Missing someone now? Maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;29. When was the last time you told someone 'I love you'? Wayyy back. I can't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;31. How are you feeling today? Alright, thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;32. Are you black? I'm not black and I'm not racist either, if that's what you mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;33. Have you ever been suspended or expelled from school? Nope. But close. I almost got detention in primary school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;34. What are you looking forward to? Saturdayyy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;35. Have you ever crawled through a window? Um, no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;37. Have you ever eaten dog food? As high as my eyesight degree may be, I can still differentiate dog food and &lt;em&gt;normal &lt;/em&gt;food, thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;38. Can you handle the truth? Huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;39. Do you like green eggs and ham? Never tasted, never want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;40. What 3 things you always bring w/ you to places? My phone, iPod nano and wallet and maybe camera, but not always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;41. Any cool scars? I have this abrasion on my knee but I don't know if it'll be a scar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;42. Do you like or have a crush on anyone? Do they know? Oh, the $64, 000, 000 question. Heh, sorry but no to both. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;43. How many kids do you plan on having? See how first, I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;44. What do you do when no one is watching? If I told you it wouldn't be a secret anymore! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;45. Have you ever been in love? No, it was just pure infatuation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;46. Do you talk to yourself? Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;47. Is there something you want that you can't have? I'm not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;48.Three things about the prefered sex that you first notice? Face, height and size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;49.Who are you thinking about right now? My mind's blank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;50. Who did you last hug? Ahm. That, I don't know. Can't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;51. Where is your phone? Next to me! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;52. What was the last thing you ate? Something from Paudian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;54. What time is it right now? 6 pm! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;55. What is the last movie watched? The Phantom of the Opera, on DVD. It was really good and Raoul is hot.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;56. What song do you currently hear? Love Like Winter - AFI (HAHAHA, Moses, remember, Afeeeeee!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;57. Favourite colour? Olive green, red, brown, orange, pink &amp; silver! Hee. Pink &amp;amp; silver must be together if not they're not nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;58. Would you ever date anyone on your friends list? Friends list where? Friendster, my blog links or on MSN? Anyway no. I'm going to Australia to find a hot Aussie guy. Hehhh. Joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;59. What TV show are you watching? None.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;60. When was the last time you kissed someone? When I was really young. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116841713125778932?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116841713125778932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116841713125778932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116841713125778932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116841713125778932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116841713125778932' title='Long'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116826790205473135</id><published>2007-01-08T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T22:51:42.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY DING XUE ER! :D</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Ding Xue Er! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, thanks for all the gifts, the people who wished me happy birthday, thank you all so much! &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;And the wonderful people who spend my birthday with me. Chetwin, Eugene, Ariel, Joelle, Abby, Delise, Nathan, Gavin &amp;amp; Danny! Thanks you guys, you made my day (: And Keith Yong, who was the first to message! You made my day first thing in the morning okay! And Benn who I see every day. And MICHELE FAM SI AI! I love you the cake was so sweet thank you thank you thank you! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Much love, everyone (:&lt;br /&gt;My day will be posted later. Right now, just thanks yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116826790205473135?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116826790205473135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116826790205473135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116826790205473135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116826790205473135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116826790205473135' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY DING XUE ER! :D'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116814132145340080</id><published>2007-01-07T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T11:42:01.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My week</title><content type='html'>My week. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, I supposedly was, the luckiest girl. Because Danieltan came to my house. Hahaha. Delise Yang was like green with envy luh. But it's okay Dee! He'll be like coming back for NS in 2 years. LOL. (:&lt;br /&gt;Friday, had the NUS thing. Boring, in my opinion. :/ I had to rush home for piano lessons then I decided to go for the prayer meeting in which I ended up arriving 15 minutes late. I sat at 4M with Chetwin, Eugene and the rest and my section was like, downstairs. LOL. Oh and I wore contacts! I took like half an hour to put them on. They're super painful okay! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday. I got 6 months supply of contacts. Not that painful anymore, I guess. Lunch at Westmall then went home, bathed and went to church. Was supposed to meet them at Macs, but I was late. So they went to church first and then I met Reuben there. LOL. Served at IGNYTE's launch! (: But next week we're serving again. Ah. Reuben was standing at the door outside the chapel but I couldn't see his reaction when Pearl came in because I was standing inside! &gt;:( Gahh, haha. Nevermind next week I shall see it. Hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all the people who gave me the book, I really wanted it so thank you! (: And to Chet and Nathan, thanks for the alphabet bear! So sweet, haha! Thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;Pearl is so, so &lt;em&gt;scandalous&lt;/em&gt;. Tsk tsk. Talking to both of them hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;I love my section! It's like, super fun. LOL. And hilarious. Especially that Jonathan guy, Sec 1. He's so cute luh! Sister Kassey was like, "Oh, I love you I love you!" to him, then he went, "Ah, no no no thank you." Then Sister Kassey went, "Why like that? We should love each other!" Then he went, " Yeah yeah! I'm loving each other what."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA he's so hilarious. And Kevin Teo got his name in the paper game 5 times! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;And they were super sweet (: They sang me a birthday song hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;At Macs, concentration was uber fun! We were laughing our heads off. LOL! And then the tongkat game was totally screwed up and then it was hilarious because we had some debate about who was supposed to tongkat and Reuben was sitting there all blur. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Saturday was the highlight of my week. Gonna be 14 in like, 12 hours time. How exciting LOL. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116814132145340080?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116814132145340080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116814132145340080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116814132145340080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116814132145340080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116814132145340080' title='My week'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116782047012490260</id><published>2007-01-03T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T18:36:43.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school</title><content type='html'>First day of school today.&lt;br /&gt;Two words? A blur. A mad, surreal, crazy blur. Honestly, last night, when I prepared for school, packing my bag and stuff, though I didn't show it, I was a nervous wreck. In this new school year, I'm just really apprehensive about what's to come. Faced with what happened last year, the challenges, etc, I'm just really really scared. Of my classmates, my teachers, the studies and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2007 - Let go, let God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I know that this year is going to be a good year. An exciting year, and I know God's going to use me this year. Somehow I just know. But still, despite that, I'm apprehensive. About how, when, where.&lt;br /&gt;Today, was a wasted day. Didn't do anything, I was feeling like shyte because of my dead throat. Throughout the day that fear kept coming back to me. Of what, I'm not too sure myself.&lt;br /&gt;MG-Nyte. What Jeann said was just moving. I don't know why, I just found it really touching.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of school today, you know what I needed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A good, big, cry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116782047012490260?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116782047012490260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116782047012490260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116782047012490260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116782047012490260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116782047012490260' title='First day of school'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116766604583744784</id><published>2007-01-01T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:40:45.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoutouts</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year 2007!&lt;br /&gt;My phone last night was super lag, I only received new years' messages just now.&lt;br /&gt;Watchnight was good. I had a super bad sore throat though. And we were in the overflow room, but it was still good. The stairs at PL are freaky though. Sis Alicia and I are afraid of heights, so we were darn freaked out as we climbed them LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Good service.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get to do the countdown! :( And school's reopening on Wednesday. Bummer. Oh well, I'll make do and start well. 2007 will be a good year. Let's hope it's a good year without nagging. Believe and have faith! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good year 2007. I shall post about my guilt some other time. (:&lt;br /&gt;OH. And blessed new year Jesus! All my love. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Okay shout outs. To people going to PL. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Delise Yang: I've done yours before already! Be honoured hahaha. Love you dearie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith Yong: Boyong! Or is it Boy Yong? Whatever LOL. Anyway, cheer up and be positive towards the move yeah. It'll all be okay, and God has a purpose for posting you to PL. You'll find new friends, and we'll all continue to keep in touch. Continue to be crappy &amp; funny. Don't let anything stop you from receiving God's plans for you in PL. I'll miss you yeah! LOL. All the best boy. (: Xue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise: Hey! I just got to know you more at Celebrate (: Grow in the Lord, and keep in touch yeah? &lt;3. Xue :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ju: Hey babe! ;D I'll miss you, thanks for impacting my life for a whole year. Continue to speak into the lives of others as you move into a new season at PL! Love you, we'll keep in touch (: Love. Xue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted: TED! I don't really know you, but you've been a blessing anyway with the tags on my blog. HEE (: God bless, and continue to be funnae! HAHAHA. Allow God to mould you into a great leader for Him. :D Xue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeann: Thank you dear for being such a blessing! I love you! (: LOVE XUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheng Tng: Hey girl! Thanks for being a crazy, fun, encouraging leader in our buzz group this year, will miss you loads. (: Continue to be a channel for God in your school and allow Him to use you greatly, because He will! All the best, much love, Xue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, if I forgot anyone I'm sorry. All the best to you too. (:&lt;br /&gt;Night, I'm bushed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116766604583744784?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116766604583744784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116766604583744784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116766604583744784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116766604583744784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116766604583744784' title='Shoutouts'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116749197181238301</id><published>2006-12-30T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T23:19:31.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006</title><content type='html'>Twentyohsix, 2006, is going.&lt;br /&gt;And the new twentyohseven, 2007, is coming. New season, new challenges, new people.&lt;br /&gt;This year has been... eventful. It was full of joy, tears, anger, laughter, stress, expectations, failures, successes, apprehension. I've met new people, some who hurt me and some whom I really thank God for. There were new challenges, like new subjects, new teachers. The EOYEs! Stress. Over this year, I've experienced, I've grown, I've cried, I've loved, I've hated, I've laughed, I've learnt, I've overcome.&lt;br /&gt;And I know, that this year couldn't have been done without God. It would have been a total waste, without His hand in this year. I would have gotten by, but you know, getting by isn't enough. Because I've come to realise that God wants more for me to just get by. That's not the best, His best for me. In this year, I've never experienced His love in a more tangible way. School, X-Ctry, IGNYTE, and even in my circle of friends. I've learnt that His love isn't judged by how faithful you are, what you've done, said, or thought. Because His love is redeeming. Everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unstoppable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for this year. For His love, for the people He's placed in my life, for experiences and situations, for the encounters, for the tears, for the purpose. Life's never a bed of roses, but you don't need that bed of roses, cause roses are thorny. All you need is God, Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twentyohseven, will be a year. Of what, I don't know. I'm apprehensive, I'm scared. But twentyohseven is in God's hands. There will be new challenges, new storms. New people. And there will be that letting go.&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of people, encounters. Letting go to let God take charge and place new people, and encounters in my life. Sometimes letting go is hard. And I know it'll take courage, and faith to just let go. Of all the people I miss, I know, and I love.&lt;br /&gt;Leaping into the unknown twentyohseven. I'm faced with many fears, of what I faced in twentyohsix, apprehension. Lies from the Devil, even. This coming year is so unknown, that I don't know what to expect. I'm not sure how I'm going to get through it, I'm not sure if it will be easy or hard. I'm not sure of the storms and struggles, the hurts and pains, the failures and disappointments that will come my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But one thing I'm sure of, is that my daddy will be there with me all of the way. Holding my hand, leaping with faith with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People change, things fade, nothing lasts forever. But my daddy, He will be holding my hand, always. Because twentyohseven's in His hands. Whatever may come, He will be with me. Because of twentyohsix, I can move on to twentyohseven. With faith, believing that I will never be alone in this new year. I'll miss people, but I will learn to move on.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never be alone because He will never leave me, nor forsake me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even blessings, I'll have to let go. Because I know He's going to bless me with more this twentyohseven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And together, this twentyohseven, my dad and I will leap into the unknown new year, hand in hand, never letting go. It will be eventful, but I will never be alone, and I know His love will always be there for me. That everlasting, unstoppable, redeeming, steadfast, beautiful love. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Delise's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Twenty oh seven. Just another year? I highly doubt so. It's going to take so much more than this year to get through this. Sure, it's going to take courage, strength, boldness, determination, patience... all the perfect virtues you can think of. But most importantly, it's going to take a miracle, it's going to take faith, it's going to take God. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God will be there to struggle with you. And God will bring you through it all. You're not alone. Memories can fade, promises can be empty, even friends can disappear. But God's love is eternal. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dear Dee for being there for me! I love you and I'll miss you. Allow Him to work through you even in PL. You're really dear to me (: &lt;em&gt;All&lt;/em&gt; my love, Xue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116749197181238301?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116749197181238301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116749197181238301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116749197181238301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116749197181238301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116749197181238301' title='2006'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116731662265876965</id><published>2006-12-28T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T22:36:20.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE quiz</title><content type='html'>1. Does anyone know your password to your email? No, why would they?&lt;br /&gt;2. What was the last thing you ordered at McDonalds? Haha, I go to McDonalds but I don't eat there (:&lt;br /&gt;3. Are you an emotional person? I'm anti-emo, but I get my down days.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you like your name? HEE, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you believe in love at first sight? It depends on individuals.&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever felt jealous of your friend? Yeah, but it was way back.&lt;br /&gt;7. What was the last thing you did? Watch my brothers be stupid and lame. On my bed somemore! Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;8. Who is right next to you? Nobody, I'm alone at home again.&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person/people you ate with? My youngest brother, we woke up the latest this morning! :D&lt;br /&gt;10. What song are you listening to right now? Because You Live - Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;11. How's the weather right now? Freaking cold! Brrr.&lt;br /&gt;12. Last person who called you today? Abby.&lt;br /&gt;14. Last song you sang? Because You Live! Super sweet song (:&lt;br /&gt;15. Last time you danced? I don't dance. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;16. Lost a friendship over something stupid? Stupid like what? Or stupod? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;18. Last thing you ate? Two pieces of toasted bread with butter, peanut butter and suger. MMM (:&lt;br /&gt;19. Been really depressed before? Yeah, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;20. Faked being sick to miss school? No, I don't think I'd be able to carry it off. I'm a horrible actor haha.&lt;br /&gt;21. What time did you wake up today? Hahaha, 10.30! I missed the CH training :/&lt;br /&gt;22. Current taste? In what?&lt;br /&gt;23. What are you wearing right now? Brazil shirt and FBTs.&lt;br /&gt;24. Are you too shy to ask someone out? I guess? I have no one to ask out anyway.&lt;br /&gt;25. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? Face, LOL. It's the first thing that comes into eye contact right!&lt;br /&gt;26. Where are you right now? Home.&lt;br /&gt;27. What date and day is it? 30 December 2006&lt;br /&gt;28. Did you go anywhere today? No! There was no tuition! (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;29. What did you do there? I didn't go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;30. How old are you? 13, 14 in a month&lt;br /&gt;31.Are you mature / immature? You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you call your parents by their first name? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;33. Are you an only child? Nope, I'm the unlucky oldest. :/&lt;br /&gt;34. Where do you go shopping? A mall?&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you like where you work? I don't work, how sad!&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you like books? Yeah, I guess?&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you want to get married? Yep (:&lt;br /&gt;38. To whom? No one in mind now?&lt;br /&gt;39. What side of the heart do you draw first? Left I think.&lt;br /&gt;40. Can you dive without plugging your nose? Yeah, who can't? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;41. What is your blood-type? In all honesty, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;42. Who would you want to be tied to for 24 hours? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;43. What is a rumor someone has spread about you? Doesn't matter, does it? Cause it isn't true.&lt;br /&gt;44. How do you feel about carrots? Must I &lt;em&gt;feel &lt;/em&gt;something? I think this is a dirty trick question! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;45. How many chairs at the dining room table? 6.&lt;br /&gt;46. Which is the best Spice Girl? None, Victoria Beckham is the worst.&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you know what time it is? 14:02pm&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you know all the words to the Fresh Prince theme? And what is the Fresh Prince again?&lt;br /&gt;49. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator. ? Press the bell luh. Anyone in their right mind would do that.&lt;br /&gt;50. What's your favorite kind of gum? I though gum's illegal.&lt;br /&gt;51. T or F : All's fair in love and war? No, but nothing's ever fair in this world, is it? You see evil people get rich and the innocent all begging. It's never fair.&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you have a crush on anyone? Ah, the million dollar question! Sorry to disappoint, but no (:&lt;br /&gt;53. Do you know how to use some words correctly, but not know the meaning? No don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;54. Do you like to sleep? Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you know which US states don't use Daylight Savings? What's Daylight Savings?&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you know the song Total Eclipse of the Heart? No.&lt;br /&gt;57. Do you want a bright yellow '06 mustang? No, I want a convertible thank you!&lt;br /&gt;58. What's something you've always wanted? Hmm. (:&lt;br /&gt;59. Do you have hairy legs? Why do you want to know?&lt;br /&gt;60. Would you rather swim in the ocean or a lake? I'll swim in a swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;61. Do you wear a lot of black? I think?&lt;br /&gt;62. Describe your hair. Just cut, not so thin, natural curls BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you have Entomophobia? What's that?&lt;br /&gt;64. Are you an adult? Do you think I'm an adult?&lt;br /&gt;65. Where is/are your best friend(s)? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;66. Do you have a tan? I want one!&lt;br /&gt;67. Are you a television addict? Nah, I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;68. Do you enjoy spending time with your mother? It depends on her mood.&lt;br /&gt;69. Are you a health freak? No.&lt;br /&gt;70. Do you like orange juice? I guess?&lt;br /&gt;71. What sign are you? What sign?&lt;br /&gt;72. Where do you wish you were right now? Hmm, Camp! (: &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116731662265876965?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116731662265876965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116731662265876965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116731662265876965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116731662265876965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116731662265876965' title='THE quiz'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116731568797659569</id><published>2006-12-28T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T22:21:27.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Afghanistan</title><content type='html'>Try 3 hours in Chinese tuition. :/ Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;There's this incredibly nice Korean show! HAHA, it's showing on Ch 55. I like the older guy, both me and my mum think he looks like Afghanistan, but whatever. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116731568797659569?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116731568797659569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116731568797659569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116731568797659569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116731568797659569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116731568797659569' title='Afghanistan'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116722866504741401</id><published>2006-12-27T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T22:11:05.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everlast bag</title><content type='html'>My day today was. Fun. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Shall not describe it though. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kiddy Palace, Voodoo Mini's, Gundam Seed, Power Rangers, $100 Everlast bag. HAHA, you all are hilarious. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116722866504741401?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116722866504741401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116722866504741401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116722866504741401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116722866504741401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116722866504741401' title='Everlast bag'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116714454629389813</id><published>2006-12-26T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T23:20:31.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat peas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Technically&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting time: 10.44pm&lt;br /&gt;Date: 26 December 2006&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing this because: I'm bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Ding Xue Er&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate: 08011993&lt;br /&gt;Age this year: 13&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac: Monkey! Not rooster, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Horoscope: Capricorn.&lt;br /&gt;Schools attended: Some ulu school, Agapeland &amp; MGS.&lt;br /&gt;CCAs: Girls Brigade (I HATED IT, FYI), Ballet (I know you can't believe it hahaha.), Cross country &amp;amp; guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sport:Swimming is my love! (:&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Math, Literature, Chemistry, and basically everything I'm good at hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Food/ drink: LAGSANE! LOVE LOVE LOVE! Good lagsane is like heaven. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;Person in the whole wide world: No comment (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dislikes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sport: Running? Yeah guess so.&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Chinese &amp;amp; MEP. Eeyer. :/&lt;br /&gt;Food/ drink: Fish, I hate fish. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Person in whole wide world: Eh, nobody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beliefs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Oh yeah! Always and forever (:&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts: No. Though sometimes I get scared. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Nah.&lt;br /&gt;Sherlock Holmes: Who's that?&lt;br /&gt;Anime: I'm anti-manga. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Future&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Married: Yep! :D&lt;br /&gt;Kids: 3/4. At least one boy!&lt;br /&gt;Salary: As much as I can make?&lt;br /&gt;Job: I wanna be an air stewardess and travel the world. Or a magazine editor. Or some pro guitarist LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The other sex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair length: Short?&lt;br /&gt;Tall or short: Taller than me&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: Don't know don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Looks: Acceptable! Love is blind hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Money: Not a problem.&lt;br /&gt;Smarts: No comment (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I'm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing: This quiz duh.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about: HEE (:&lt;br /&gt;Looking at: The screen.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing: I had more bling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken pies, don't you just love them! :D&lt;br /&gt;Though I think the way I eat a chicken pie is disgusting. Never watch Ding Xue Er eat a chicken pie, especially a soggy one if you can really help it.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I ate a whole bowl of baby peas! I feel so proud of myself, and I love peas (: HAHA. Peas are good for you!&lt;br /&gt;Eat peas! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT]&lt;br /&gt;Delise Yang! What orhh I orhh you! HAHAHA. Nothing one ok! (: Not what you think it is k! You imagine things, I'm not bluffing myself. HEE HEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116714454629389813?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116714454629389813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116714454629389813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116714454629389813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116714454629389813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116714454629389813' title='Eat peas!'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116705711723101953</id><published>2006-12-25T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:38:55.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day.</title><content type='html'>Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Joy in the midst of sorrow, courage in the midst of fear, strength in the midst of adversity.&lt;br /&gt;That's what Christmas is all about, Jesus. The joy, the courage and the strength.&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas was bittersweet. The only sweet parts were the really nice presents and the fact that I know Christmas is all about Jesus. Bitter part? Family. I have no idea why he has to always create friction between everyone, just because of his mother. But. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe like Gabriel Fang said, I do put on a smile but inside I'm troubled but actually not really. Because Jesus is like my escape.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went for 11am service. I met Reuben &amp;amp; his brother at the Esso busstop. Haha. And we were petrified of the bus 157 cause you-know-who was in there. HAHAHA. It was freezing. Cause Eugene, Mo, Chet, me, Abby and Benn were sitting on 4M at the front row so it was super cold and at the end, my whole body was shivering really bad and my teeth were chattering.&lt;br /&gt;Macs, was. Scandalous! Delise and Esther are like, scandal collectors. They know almost everything! Haha, my toe was super pain and I took off my shoes to walk barefoot. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;Presents. Thanks everyone for the presents (: Eugene Teo the shirt is really nice! :D And everyone, I really liked the presents thank you! (: And I hope everyone liked their presents. Yep I'm sorry if I didn't get you what you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy birthday Jesus! &lt;strong&gt;All&lt;/strong&gt; my love. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116705711723101953?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116705711723101953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116705711723101953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116705711723101953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116705711723101953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116705711723101953' title='Christmas Day.'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116701020451508218</id><published>2006-12-25T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T09:30:04.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMS</title><content type='html'>200th post! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas,you. This shall be your present - memories and remembrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok... nice food...Haha... Studying... lol...Enjoy while you can...You don't have mid-years right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only for life science and physics.. Like in one week's time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh.. Mine are in 2 to 3 weeks time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God bless then. Don't get too stressed yeah. Lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol... ok. Mums would never say that.. Haha.. Same to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks. Mums would say we're not stressed enough.. Lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah... Haha.. Then your brain will say overload overload.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then your stomach will growl cuz u study too much and forget to eat.. Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah which leads to death.. Haha. You are very bored right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;cut&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah... Haha.. Still remember the first time we met at serene mac... Haha... Damm funny... Then you were like who are you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah... Haha and you took my seat! HAHA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;parts&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you for remembering (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116701020451508218?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116701020451508218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116701020451508218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116701020451508218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116701020451508218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116701020451508218' title='SMS'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116700682332552665</id><published>2006-12-25T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T08:33:43.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Merry Christmas! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Honestly, what a bittersweet Christmas. Oh well, at least I've got Jesus today. If you've guessed, I'm home alone. Mmhmm. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, Merry Christmas everybody! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116700682332552665?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116700682332552665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116700682332552665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116700682332552665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116700682332552665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116700682332552665' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS! :D'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116693682730453498</id><published>2006-12-24T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T13:07:07.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dear _______,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So you say you're living for Jesus' name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh right. You're living for His name. I SEE. You're saying vulgarities three-quarters of the time you're awake, you're being racist to the people in your class... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You dare say you're living for His name?&lt;br /&gt;I see. What a brilliant example. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I tell you all this stuff about you living for His name is BULLCRAP if you do that. Stop it, ok. And you say that once you say the sinner's prayer you'll go to heaven definitely? MY FOOT. If you're living that kind of life, I don't even know where you'll go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And I know I'm not perfect. I know I'm not the model Christian or whatever, but at least I'm not &lt;em&gt;HYPOCRITICAL&lt;/em&gt;. I don't post one blogpost with vulgarities all the way and racist remarks and go in the next post, "Jesus we're living for your name!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stop it, will you? Will you stop living that kind of life? Will you just stop defiling God's name and start living the life you're supposed to? You want my honest opinion? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It makes me sick. It honestly disgusts me that you act this way. I hate it, you know. Why'd you think I stopped hanging out with you? Because I can't stand the way you spew vulgarities and make racist remarks about the nicest people I can ever know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm not condemning you, I'm just telling you to stop. If you want to do something for God, you better stop. Just because I stopped hanging out with you doesn't mean that I hate you, or I don't like you. I still care for you, FYI. I still do. I like you as a person. I think you're fun to be with, but sometimes it all gets out of hand. And I don't want to be influenced by you again. But I want you to influence others in a good way. You can change, I know it. Heh, but where's the effort, eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Whatever. Racism is not cool, it's not something to be proud of. At least keep comments to yourself please. Because I think your comments are disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We've been friends for like, 2 years? I still consider you my friend. But please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't say you're living for Jesus' name if you insist on living that kind of life. Because then you're living for the world. Not Jesus, not God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And please, stop defiling His name. Stop the vulgarities and racist remarks. Stop saying bad things about people you don't really know. Or you don't even know. I know you don't read this blog anymore. But still. In the hope that you will, I'm still posting. I used to do everything you did, you know. I used to be like you, spewing vulgarities at everyone, making crude remarks about people, stereotyping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But I've changed about the vulgarities and crude remarks, and I've just learnt not to stereotype. I believe you can too. Because I know you can grow to be someone for God. But you have to stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I still consider you my friend, though we haven't talked in ages. I love you as a friend, and the reason why I'm posting this is because I care for you and I don't want what you're doing to stop the plans that God has for you. I hope you understand and I'm sorry if I hurt you in any part of this post. Really really sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Xue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116693682730453498?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116693682730453498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116693682730453498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116693682730453498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116693682730453498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116693682730453498' title='Letter'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116692839856489246</id><published>2006-12-24T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T10:48:31.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we baked! :D Met Benn, Ariel &amp; Danyeow at BTP to shop for the ingredients for the cookies and went to Benn's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BENN: What shape do you want your cookies to be?&lt;br /&gt;DANYEOW: Round!&lt;br /&gt;BENN: Roundshaped cookies? HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We baked brownies too! Ariel and I baked them haha. Delise came later! Benn's dog, Boom Boom was like sniffing at my knees and I didn't know so I screamed and it was hilarious! And Danyeow was going, " Hey dog! Come here, dog! Dog!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Baking002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. This is called "creaming" the butter and sugar. Look what happened. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Baking004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really good k! Don't judge a book by it's cover. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Baking005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, Danyeow's wearing gloves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some toot took out my nano charger. GAHH. I gotta find it now. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116692839856489246?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116692839856489246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116692839856489246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116692839856489246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116692839856489246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116692839856489246' title='Baking!'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116688356774810025</id><published>2006-12-23T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T11:14:39.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank yous and what nots</title><content type='html'>Thank Yous:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for the presents (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Reuben for protecting me from you-know-who, and Justin Lee for putting the plastic bag! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Danyeow for the Hershey. I'm sorry I didn't get anything for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday in advance, Delise Yang Shuqin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I love you dearie! Sorry we can't celebrate your birthday with you, but anyway, happy birthday! Continue to be a light for Jesus, and I'll miss you BUCKETLOADS when you go to PL. But that's where God's placed you so follow! I'll miss you dearie! I love you you chiobu (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE! Xue (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And the really really really late birthday wishes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy belated birthday Ann! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Haha, I know it's super late right. But better late than never! It was fun having you in camp this year. The secret smiles and whatnots. And you're going to ADAM! That's good (: Anyway, happy belated birthday dear! LOVE! Xue (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gideon Goh, my singing partner! Happy belated birthday! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank you for singing with me! (: Have a great birthday. Thanks for cheering me up and continue to let that joy impact others around you! Happy belated birthday. We must sing againnn! Yeah! (: Love your sister-in-Christ. XUE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I saw Osama today! He came back from Australia. HAHAHA. Didn't see Afghanistan though. Hmm, wonder where he went. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116688356774810025?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116688356774810025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116688356774810025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116688356774810025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116688356774810025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116688356774810025' title='Thank yous and what nots'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116676125726918720</id><published>2006-12-22T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T12:24:44.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CH outing</title><content type='html'>CH outing at Swensens! We had the Giant Earthquake. It was good, but we were trying to figure out which flavours we were eating. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Chouting001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top &amp; bottom: After the ice cream, we were playing with the dry ice. And it was bubbling and disgusting. We put the melted ice cream inside and all the leftover caramel. And it became like this! HAHA DISGUSTING RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Chouting002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Chouting004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside Heeren, before we went home. Carely, Shermaine (I think you spell it that way), me, Ariel, Sis Varina &amp;amp; Jo! All girls, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun night! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116676125726918720?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116676125726918720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116676125726918720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116676125726918720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116676125726918720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116676125726918720' title='CH outing'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116662641128683838</id><published>2006-12-20T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T22:58:27.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping</title><content type='html'>Christmas shopping is more or less done. Except for a few more presents. I'm bushed. Good night.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and please please please. Stop bugging me. I'm freaked out just knowing you know that I'm out. And I do  not want you to send me home or take bus with me, thank you. I'm really sorry, but NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO. NO. NO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116662641128683838?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116662641128683838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116662641128683838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116662641128683838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116662641128683838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116662641128683838' title='Christmas Shopping'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116651935574849539</id><published>2006-12-19T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T17:41:55.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CELEBRATE! pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/327379/Celebrate%21%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Christmas tree! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/905028/Celebrate!%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/267065/Celebrate%21%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MG-Nyte! We're missing Gis and Grace Lee though. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeann, Danielle, Davelle, Benn, Abby, Ariel, me &amp; Jared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/319107/Celebrate%21%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Reuben AKA Spiderman and me! :D He's still taller than me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/189295/Celebrate!%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/928433/Celebrate%21%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spiderman &amp; Mary-Jane AKA Pearl and Reuben. ;D How cute.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/833078/Celebrate%21%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sam &amp; me, I'm wearing heels so I'm much taller hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate007-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eugene Teo &amp;amp; me (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate009-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ariel &amp; me, she looks perdy tooo! (;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate010-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Delise looks greattt. Hee hee. Love!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate011-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jeann Choe! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate012-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rachael &amp; me! :D :D :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kevin and his puppy face, trying to convince me to tell him &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;. Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate014-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Couldn't rotate, but it's Gabriel Fang's Bart Simpson tie. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate015-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The decor was really nice. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Table 20!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rachel, Jo, Benn, me, Abby &amp;amp; Odelia/ Sharmila. We all look nice (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grace &amp; me! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ariel, Jo &amp;amp; me. We look FAB. Yes Jo you do! ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jo, Bro Zhichao &amp; me. He should count himself lucky, hahaha! (;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Abby and me, she looks hottt. HEE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jared and Eugene. Jared looks really gay hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eugene Teo &amp; Ariel Tan, I think they look super sweet together! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sister Varina! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;XUEVON! I love love love you! &lt;3&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ariel (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ju looks hot hot hot &amp;amp; really pretty (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/tuesdayschild93/Celebrate038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;JU! Love you dearie. I miss you, catch up soon yeah! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;For once the pics were fast! Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116651935574849539?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116651935574849539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116651935574849539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116651935574849539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116651935574849539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116651935574849539' title='CELEBRATE! pictures.'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116651308032623189</id><published>2006-12-19T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T15:24:40.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celebrate was fun! It was really good, I liked the food. :D&lt;br /&gt;I was at table 20, with Denise and Kevin but later Gabriel Handsome Fang switched over too.&lt;br /&gt;Quote from Kevin: "He's two-timing when he can't even get one-timed!" Hahaha hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures! I think we all looked really nice last night (:Pictures in next post haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116651308032623189?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116651308032623189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116651308032623189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116651308032623189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116651308032623189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116651308032623189' title=''/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116636616109901232</id><published>2006-12-17T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T22:44:42.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiderman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/128614/spiderman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/66183/spiderman.jpg" 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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/980564/spiderman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/980564/spiderman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/60620/spiderman2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahaha look at this! Spiderman &amp;amp; Mary- Jane! Reuben and Pearl neeeed to see this. LOL! Source: &lt;a href="http://www.trent.blogspot.com"&gt;www.trent.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;pink&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116636616109901232?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116636616109901232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116636616109901232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116636616109901232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116636616109901232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116636616109901232' title='Spiderman'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116632811441193056</id><published>2006-12-17T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T12:02:01.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMERGE pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/997865/View%20from%20room%203114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/919422/View%20from%20room%203114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room 3114, the view down.&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 href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/462217/Poor%20Pearl!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/969819/Poor%20Pearl%21.jpg" 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;Poor Pearl, having a headache LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/44361/Charles%20trying%20to%20tie%20his%20hair..jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/44361/Charles%20trying%20to%20tie%20his%20hair..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/219343/Charles%20trying%20to%20tie%20his%20hair..jpg" 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;Charles trying to tie his too-short hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/263629/Reuben%20tied%20his%20hair!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/9586/Reuben%20tied%20his%20hair%21.jpg" 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;Reuben did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/522997/NERD%20CHARLES!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/952222/NERD%20CHARLES%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks like a nerd. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't upload the rest. Next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116632811441193056?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116632811441193056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116632811441193056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116632811441193056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116632811441193056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116632811441193056' title='EMERGE pictures.'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116632414123005713</id><published>2006-12-17T10:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T10:55:41.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress- shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have this sinking feeling &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something's weighing me down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am completely saturated &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The waves are crashing closer &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My feet already drowned &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doing the thing I said I hated &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They've been swimming in the wrong waters &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now they're pulling me down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I am clinging to you, never letting go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cos I know that you'll lift me out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have your way here &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep me afloat 'cos I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll sink without you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take this ocean of pain that is mine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Throw me a lifeline &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wake up feeling convicted &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know something's not right &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Re-acquaint my knees with the carpet &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to get this out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cos it's obstructing you and I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dry up the seas that keep us parted &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cos they've been swimming in the wrong waters &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now they're pulling me down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I am clinging to you, never letting go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cos I know that you are gonna pull me out &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have your way here &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep me afloat 'cos I know I'll sink without you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take this ocean of pain that is mine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Throw me a lifeline &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They've been swimming in the wrong waters &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now they're pulling me down &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I am clinging to you, never letting go &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cos I know, 'cos I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you'll have your way here &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep me afloat 'cos I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll sink without you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take this ocean of pain that is mine? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Throw me a lifeline &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lifeline - Brooke Fraser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This song is really really good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I found my dress! After dunno how many hours of shopping and trying on dresses, I found it! Ahh. Jo, you'll find yours! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks Benn for coming with us and helping us look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's frustrating, I actually found two from Forever 21 that I really liked, and they didn't have S/ XS size. And Jo looked really nice in the one that Benn found, but they didn't have size S so it'd drop cause it was a tube. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway. Jo you'll find yours today! No worries (: I need to buy shoes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dinner was funny though. I had the beef thing, and then just as I was finishing it off, stupod Jared Koh had to put in the super hot chilli in my food. It was super hot, my face turned red and for some reason I started laughing like crazy. And in the end all of us started laughing. Then Jared had to give me his spoon because mine was coated with chilli powder. He dipped it in soup first. LOL. Then he watched us drink our soup and for some reason again, we all started laughing. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's raining. A week ago, we were all getting ready for camp. We were all packed, excited and a week ago today, in two hours we would be in church. A week ago, we left for camp. I still miss camp! :( Oh well. It was great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Celebrate's on Monday! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116632414123005713?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116632414123005713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116632414123005713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116632414123005713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116632414123005713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116632414123005713' title='Dress- shopping'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116619409428754886</id><published>2006-12-15T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T22:48:14.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugged</title><content type='html'>I hate shopping for dresses. It's really frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;Gahh.&lt;br /&gt;Gid's party today, I felt like I was being watched the whole time and it's disgusting. When I'm around him I feel like slapping him or something. Or kicking him. Whatever. It's disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the last person I hugged? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116619409428754886?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116619409428754886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116619409428754886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116619409428754886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116619409428754886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116619409428754886' title='Hugged'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116602283473516964</id><published>2006-12-13T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T23:02:02.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emerge: A New Generation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Emerge. A new generation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleazar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Camp was great. It was seriously great. It was fun, and it was life-changing. I think that this camp, Emerge 2006, I really encountered God in a way that I'll never forget. I had a great group, and I think I can't even finish all our hilarious moments even if I wanted to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the first night, P. Darick spoke about emerging from our Egypts, things that are holding us back from responding to God's will for our lives and it was really powerful. When we went back to our room, 3114, Pearl started boiling water for us and made us all drink. I had to convince her that I would drink the water before I made her sleep. Haha, and I only drank one mouthful. The temperature of our room was 16 degrees, so it was freezing, and what's more the fan was on high. In the morning the next day, the boiled water turned ice cold. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The next day, Pearl ate super alot. Service, was really good. About building God's house, by P. Gary and it just reminded me about God's burden on me for MG in the past year. That I've been slipping away from this burden, and that I need to reclaim this promise that God's gonna use me in MG before I can do something for Him. At the altars I cried alot. Because God told me that He's going to use me in MG,but I need that incredible staying power to withstand all the rejections, failures, and He will be my strength.&lt;br /&gt;When I came to camp, my expectations were to encounter God and to recharge, and from that service, I felt that God had already fulfilled my expectations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Games, second day. Supercow was funny! Like, MOOOOO, MOOOOO. Ann and I were laughing like crazy during the group cheer because Pearl came up with this one from some HSM song, and it was hilarious. It was whatever thing luh, and we were laughing like crazy. Ann was pulling my shorts to control her laughter. POOR Reuben! He had to like take all of our chewed gum and mould it into a guitar. We made a two string guitar, and it was funny. The tennis court one was disgusting, we lost and Ann &amp; Charles had to eat bananas through pantyhose stockings, and they were all squashed and yucky. :/ And water bombs!! I slipped and wasted 2! &gt;:( My butt hurt after that LOL. And also, the DING DING thing! Oh man it was hilarious. Eugene Teo was laughing like crazy luh, and then Charles took his bottle and pen and hit them together to make the DING sound and Teo laughed all over again. Haha, Princess it's okay! I don't mind, really. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Had the blindfold game after dinner. It was really freaky actually, because you can't see anything and everything's so serious. David was in front of me, and I had to raise my hands so high to put my hands on his shoulders because he was so tall. I hated the torture chamber, it was super hard. Like, I really couldn't take it. Pumps, and then sit-ups, then pumps again. GAHH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super tired, and I was falling asleep during Bro Andy's debrief.&lt;br /&gt;Next day, service was the best. P. Darick preached about being set apart, for Gilgal, to be consecrated and circumcised spiritually and to go from consecration to commitment to conquest. It was really meaningful for me, and I could really feel the presence of God there. At the altars they annointed people with oil, and people were just falling under the presence of God. When I went up, Sister Kassey prayed for me, and I started crying uncontrollably. Because I felt God's love so strong, because I knew who I was in Him finally and because I knew what He thought of me, which was really encouraging. Before she even finished praying, I fell. And I realised that it's something you can't really control, because if not you're fighting the presence of God. I loved the service. Really, really loved the service.&lt;br /&gt;Ciesta or whatever thingy was good. I fell asleep, and I woke up 10 minutes before we were supposed to go to the Ballroom. When Simone, Pearl and I got there, we had to do pumps, again. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;The games, the evangelism one, was fun too. We had to eat disgusting fermented beancurd. It was sick. And for Ashley, we had to do the movie thing, act out three movies. Saving Private Ryan, Titanic and Spiderman. For Titanic, we were planning out the whole scene and Pearl kept rambling on about how someone should be a boat. A BOAT! LOL. Then finally we decided that David and Eugene would be Jack and Rose respectively, the two gays, and it was hilarious. Because Eugene AKA Rose, jumped off and it was just hilarious. Spiderman was funnier! We psychoed Reuben and Pearl to be Spiderman and Mary-Jane respectively, although Reuben didn't want to, but he had to rescue Pearl. So Pearl was so happy but he was like, AHHHH. Charles was the Green Goblin. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;We had cup noodles for supper last night! (:&lt;br /&gt;Camp was great, and there was alot more. Especially on the bus ride back! But Reuben will kill me if I disclose that. Honestly, it was hilarious. Absolutely hilarious, laugh until stomach pain. HAHAHA. But that stays on the bus! :D&lt;br /&gt;My group consisted of Charles, Eugene, David, Reuben, Christophe (LOL), Ann, Simone, Pearl and me! Charles was the hilarious cat leader, and Ann was the quiet AL. But it was fun guessing with her who Pearl liked hahaha. Reuben, AKA Spiderman, is scandalous! With Pearl hee hee. Pearl is a nice girl, she's motherly even though she may be irritating at times. Simone's really really quiet, but she can be fun haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok quotes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know why you're getting cold feet! Because the blood's rushing to your heart. Ahh."&lt;br /&gt;- Charles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ENOUGH! I'm going to take a break! And don't you dare pass me the autograph book!"&lt;br /&gt;- Pearl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why she laugh so much now? You pass the laughing thing to her is it???"&lt;br /&gt;- Reuben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have a heart of gold, don't let the situation you're in change that ever."&lt;br /&gt;- Sis Kassey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahhh ahh welcome to Turf City!!!"&lt;br /&gt;- Charles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pearl! Tell me honestly, do you like Reuben?!"&lt;br /&gt;- Sister Kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wah, she's worse than mother la!"&lt;br /&gt;- David (on Pearl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why you never take the cake for me? Huh huh why? Tell me why?"&lt;br /&gt;-Pearl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't know how to make milo? HAHAHAHAHA!!!"&lt;br /&gt;- Simone (I forgot okay! I do know how to make milo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The chemistry's still there!"&lt;br /&gt;- Ann (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My shoe's still inside!"&lt;br /&gt;- David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who's book is it? Oh, Christophe! Christophe! HAHAHAHAHA."&lt;br /&gt;- Ann (Christophe, hahaha!)&lt;br /&gt;There was once when Pearl had no more cake because Reuben and Eugene took the last pieces, and she came back with the crumbs and a waiter thought she didn't want it and was going to take it away, but then she was like, "Eh no! I haven't eaten yet."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier convo with Pearl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perdy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you want reuben's msn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha......leaping into the unknown,very funny... says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YES!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha......leaping into the unknown,very funny... says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(not bcoz i miss him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perdy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perdy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha......leaping into the unknown,very funny... says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but howdid u know i want ruben's msn?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perdy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everybody knows that mary jane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha......leaping into the unknown,very funny... says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fine fine!!!!juz give me his e-mail ok???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha......leaping into the unknown,very funny... says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pls????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perdy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aw man. you miss him don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha......leaping into the unknown,very funny... says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;well....i do miss camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perdy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha......leaping into the unknown,very funny... says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;n that means the group too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perdy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;admit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perdy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you miss him! IT's okay pearl, i feel for you mmhmm (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha......leaping into the unknown,very funny... says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok I ADMIT!!!!!!!!!I miss him but not bcoz i love him!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha......leaping into the unknown,very funny... says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perdy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in denial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perdy (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you are so in denial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss camp so much. I'd do anything to have it again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;New disease: Reubenutella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cure: Reuben Cheong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Victim: Pearl Tay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;New disease: Pearlalala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cure: Pearl Tay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Victim: Reuben Cheong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet they have their own disease! AWWW. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;New word, made by me and known by Ann and Eugene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stupod!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss miss miss camp! And Eleazar. The convo was much funnier but I don't have time to put it all here. Pearl's friends are weird. Feel like punching them, but control man! Ann, you too! Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE CAMP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116602283473516964?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116602283473516964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116602283473516964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116602283473516964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116602283473516964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116602283473516964' title='Emerge: A New Generation.'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116571067730198054</id><published>2006-12-10T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T08:31:17.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emerge 2006</title><content type='html'>Packing makes me go insane. Mad. I talk to myself when I pack, and it rubs off my brothers because they went crazy too.&lt;br /&gt;I hate packing!&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, camp's starting today! WHOOHOO. It's gonna be really good, and I really hope I encounter God in camp. (: Meaning, I'll be away for 4 days. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Emerge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A new generation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Whoohoo. The highlight of 2006. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116571067730198054?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116571067730198054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116571067730198054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116571067730198054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116571067730198054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116571067730198054' title='Emerge 2006'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116558853823900449</id><published>2006-12-08T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T22:35:38.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><content type='html'>Finish the sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lets run through &lt;/em&gt;whatever happened again.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am &lt;/em&gt;who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish i could &lt;/em&gt;see you, and never have that feeling of missing you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't believe that &lt;/em&gt;January is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're such &lt;/em&gt;a joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did you have to be &lt;/em&gt;there when I'm here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love &lt;/em&gt;Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate &lt;/em&gt;Osama and the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need &lt;/em&gt;money and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My favourite store sells &lt;/em&gt;whatever it sells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am in love with &lt;/em&gt;the person I'm in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The best season is &lt;/em&gt;winter &amp; autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you because &lt;/em&gt;you make me smile, even when I'm down, and because you first loved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My best friend is &lt;/em&gt;someone wonderful who's always there and loves me for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They are my good friends because &lt;/em&gt;I didn't choose them to be, they just were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My favourite subject is &lt;/em&gt;wonderful wonderful Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why is this happening &lt;/em&gt;, wait what's happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How am I going to risk &lt;/em&gt;losing you if I let you get too close?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where &lt;/em&gt;am I going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first word coming to mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love &lt;/em&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hate &lt;/em&gt;myself for being such a ____ _____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cute &lt;/em&gt;darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smart &lt;/em&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty &lt;/em&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hot &lt;/em&gt;Aussie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strong &lt;/em&gt;girl. I'm proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Short &lt;/em&gt;&amp; sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Famous &lt;/em&gt;bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Popular &lt;/em&gt;chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My best friend is &lt;/em&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My worst enemy is &lt;/em&gt;who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My best family member is &lt;/em&gt;him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you look like&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eyes &lt;/em&gt;Big and hazel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hair &lt;/em&gt;Natural curls, and very messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weight &lt;/em&gt;Heavy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Style &lt;/em&gt;Bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am in love&lt;/em&gt; You tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I were &lt;/em&gt;what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am truly happy &lt;/em&gt;That's for you to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;###&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Conversation at dinner:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DAD: Yeah, most people tend to look at the eyes first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MOM: Then why you marry me???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DAD: Because I forgot my glasses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116558853823900449?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116558853823900449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116558853823900449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116558853823900449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116558853823900449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116558853823900449' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116550153845620279</id><published>2006-12-07T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T22:31:00.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing (Your Love)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;And I'll sing, sing I love you so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'll sing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because the world can't take away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really sweet song.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, camp's in like 3 days. I'm really excited, and this time I know that I'm not going for the people, just for God. Eugene Teo, I'm so sorry she's not in your group. I'm sure you'd love her to be in your group LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Australia, suddenly. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit]&lt;br /&gt;Oh and suddenly, I don't know why, I miss Jade Wee too! Love you you white girl!&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116550153845620279?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116550153845620279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116550153845620279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116550153845620279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116550153845620279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116550153845620279' title='Sing (Your Love)'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116541521040196965</id><published>2006-12-06T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T22:26:50.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh no! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Adam Brody &amp;amp; Rachel Bilson split! WHY? They were such a cute couple! What a waste &gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Haha anyway. Eugene Teooo! I'm in your group again! Hahaha, so suay la. Ok not suay la. But haha so coincidental! Again! I just got my call, my AL's Ann. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a new word! &lt;em&gt;Perdy - pretty in bird language.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh perdy perdy perdy!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for camp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdy perdy perdy perdy perdy perdy perdy perdy perdy perdy perdy perdy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Perdy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116541521040196965?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116541521040196965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116541521040196965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116541521040196965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116541521040196965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116541521040196965' title='Perdy!'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116538547792320199</id><published>2006-12-06T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T15:37:29.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First &amp; Last</title><content type='html'>Everyone has their firsts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First bestfriend: Abby! In K2 and she shook her ass at me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;First school: Agapeland, in Trinity.&lt;br /&gt;First cellphone: Motorola, W220.&lt;br /&gt;First funeral: My grandmother's funeral. I was 7 I think.&lt;br /&gt;First pet: A fish! Though I hate fish, it was a goldfish, and I changed her name everyday. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;First big trip: To Perth, and it was fun! But my brother's hand got bitten by a parrot and there was this Australian boy going, "Bad parrot! Bad parrot!" LOL!&lt;br /&gt;First fight: I don't fight lol. Unless you mean verbally. Then yeah. I do. Sometimes, if a person really pisses me off and still has the guts to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;First celebrity crush: Can't remember. I think it was like Chad Michael Murray. Or Pierre Bouvier of Simple Plan. But whatever. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;First time out of the country: Can't remember, I think when I was really young and we went to dunno-where-in-Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;First job: None, how sad. Because no job equals no money. No money equals broke. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;First myspace friend: I don't use myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And their lasts...&lt;br /&gt;Last person you hugged: Ju, last week at the altars. (:&lt;br /&gt;Last car ride: Last night from Plaza Sing to home.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you cried: In church, last week. At the altars.&lt;br /&gt;Last movie you watched: Happy Feet, yesterday. It was okay. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Last food you ate: Maggie Mee! Yumm LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Last item bought: Bananas for Moses/ Jackfruit/ Teapot. They got eaten by everyone else! Sorry JF!&lt;br /&gt;Last shirt worn: Cross shirt. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Last phonecall: Moses/ Jackfruit/ Teapot. 2 hours plus! At least I didn't have to hang up halfway again!&lt;br /&gt;Last text message: Lols! Ok.. Not sian ar? - Moses/ JF/Teapot.&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you touched: The keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you were at the mall: Last night!&lt;br /&gt;Last time you were excited about something: Can't remember. I'm excited about tomorrow's jamming but I don't even know who's going. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Last person you saw: My brother, leaving the house. I'm home alone, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you drank: Ceres Apple Juice. But it tastes abit like orange juice. I like Just Juice much better, but my mom likes Ceres so she keeps buying Ceres and not Just Juice! :( And the only Just Juice flavour she buys is pineapple! :(&lt;br /&gt;Last person who broke your heart: Ahahahaha. No need to ask right? But he didn't really break my heart la. I was ok! :D&lt;br /&gt;Last time you were honestly happy: Can't remember, I think last night. I dunno why. When I was at Plaza Sing with my family. Or was it when I was at the pool on Monday? Dunno LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;###&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry, I like quizzes. So sue me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite colour: Orange, olive green, black, cherry red, brown! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite Movie : Hello. Need you ask. I thought it should be quite obvious by now. Pearl Harbor and Step Up! Ahaha. Hot movies with hot guys. Hee (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite day of the week : Saturday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite ice-cream : Cookies and cream. MMHMM.&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite TV show : Princess Hours lol. But it's over already! Don't really have any. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current mood : Mixed up. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current taste : Taste? Ahm. I dunno. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current desktop : Some random sunset. With a yacht in the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current clothes : Cross shirt &amp; FBTs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current toenail colour : No colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current time : 3.16 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current annoyance : Huh. Oh OH. Nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Current thought : "Oh, right. So I'm supposed to think of something to fill in this blank?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First crush : Hah. The Bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First movie : Can't remember. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First lie : Like I know. Can't remember luh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First music : Avril Lavigne, Complicated. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last drink : Apple juice luhhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last car ride : Plaza Sing!!! Last night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last phone call : Moses. Last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you dated one of your best friends : Um no. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you broken the law : Sorry to disappoint, I'm a guai kia. Ok not really, but relatively. Whatever. No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you been arrested before : No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever kissed someone you don't know : Why would I do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Would you get back with your last ex if you could? No ex to get back with anyway. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What kind of shirt are you wearing? Cross shirttt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Would you kiss anyone on your friends' list? No thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you have a "thing" for anyone on you top friends' list? Uh no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How many people on your list do you know in real life? All. Why would I link them if I don't know them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How many kids do you want to have? 3/4! The first &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; be a boy and I must have at least 2 girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you have a good relationship? Dunno. With who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Would you ever make out with someone of the opposite sex? Not now, maybe much later. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What did you do for your last birthday? Lunch at NYDC with Ariel, Benn, Shanice and who? Oh yes, Pei Ru! (: Speaking of my birthday. It's in one month. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What time did you wake up today? 9.45 am! Hello I stayed up until 2 plus. And I feel so proud of myself because I withstood my mom's screaming and carried on sleeping! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What were you doing at midnight 3 nights ago? Sunday? Not sure. Maybe sleeping. I dunno. I think talking to Mo. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you like having your hair pulled? &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;. Get the hint, Keith, Chet, Mo, Eugene?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Name something you can't wait to. Jamming. But dunno who's going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last time you saw your mum? Just now, before she left the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What is the one thing you wish you could change about yourself? Ahm. I'm not going to say, but I'm relatively happy about myself now. Except the big fat mouth hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you had $250000, what would you do with it? Invest, and gain more! HEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How long have you been at your current job? No job. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever talked to Tom? Who's Tom? I only know Bobby! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Describe what underwear you're wearing. Hah. Nice try. No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last thing you ate? Maggie Mee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What's your favourite month? January and December. Sorry, I chose two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your least favourite month? October.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What's the last piece of clothing you borrowed from anyone? Don't borrow clothes. Though I need to I think, to serve this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who is getting on your nerves right now? J*****. With what he does. Freaking irritating, by the way. I hope he reads this and bugs off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Most visited webpage? &lt;a href="http://www.somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com"&gt;www.somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; Haha. Should be. Then I link to other blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last person you text messaged? Moses. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last person to make you sad? Dunno. I'm happy today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Would you take a bullet for your best friend? Mmhmm. Can I just die in my sleep then? I don't like pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favourite kind of drink? Water. Sky juice. Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you been to Europe? NO! How sad! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If someone you hated died, what would you do? I dunno. See when that happens. LOL. But I don't hate anyone now, so no one I hate will die! Because I have no one I hate! Haha. It makes sense. I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;###&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, I killed so much time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No one has called me yet. Oh yes, I need to charge my phone. Batt's low. Okay random. Whatever. And now, to kill more time, I'll make a list of things I need to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Charge my phone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Shopping for Christmas presents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Get some stuff for camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Swimming. Hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Watch Pearl Harbor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, and look how much time we killed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wow, I'm so amazed. That's supposed to be sarcastic, btw. Maybe I'll go shopping for camp stuff tomorrow, before jamming and after tuition. Ah crap. Okay I've been at this for hours. I think. I'm sick of blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodbye, beautiful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116538547792320199?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116538547792320199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116538547792320199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116538547792320199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116538547792320199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116538547792320199' title='First &amp; Last'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116538091369816268</id><published>2006-12-06T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T12:57:30.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bimbo quiz.</title><content type='html'>Nobody has called me for camp yet!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I hope that this year I'll have a nice group. Like my last year group. They were incredibly fun, especially JU! Hahaha, the socks thing! We were screaming like crazy man! If I'm in the same group as Eugene Teo again it would be super funny! Haha. Unlikely, but it'd be cool! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;JF YOU FELL ASLEEP! See I told you you'd sleep faster than I would. Hahaha. Our game was hilarious. I know you wanted me to say that word okay. The F word. Not the vulgar one. But haha. I only said it once! Or twice. Whatever, when I see you with her I'll still laugh my head off. It was hilarious. And our talk time was finally more than 50 minutes! Whoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt this morning that you should never turn your facial cleanser towards your face when you are squirting out the cleanser. Because it may just squirt a tiny bit in your eye. And mind you, it hurts like crap. Stupid facial cleanser.&lt;br /&gt;Ok now Delise's bimbo test. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;###&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] My fingernails/toenails are almost always painted &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] During the summer pretty much the only shoes I wear are flip flops (We don't even have summer.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] My favorite toy as a child were barbies (Hahaha yes.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] My favorite color is purple, totally (Purple - gay colour. Sorry Dee (: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I did Gymnastics (Primary school, PE) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I love skirts (Not really. Sometimes.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] Hollister is my favorite place to shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] Tight jeans are the only jeans I'll wear (Tight jeans will look bad on me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I love chocolate (MMHMM!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I've never had a real job&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TOTAL: 4/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] My hair is straightened (For what?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I have at least 8 friendster pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I usually go shopping once a week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I love to hang out with friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I have a real diamond ring or diamond necklace (I'm not so rich, heh.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I've gone to a tanning salon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I've gone to the beach to tan - not to swim (Yeah and it was useless.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I have at least 10 pairs of shoes (I only have 7. Haha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I watch either the OC or Laguna Beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I change my icon weekly (What icon.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TOTAL: 3/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I wear a shower cap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I would NEVER step foot into Hot Topic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] My cell phone might as well become a part of me (Yeah.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I wear mascara everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I've been or am on a diet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] Bathing suits are adorable (For tanning yeah! ;D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I don't know the difference between a sheep and a goat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] Big sunglasses are hot (HECK YEAH.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I have gotten my nails done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I own over 10 purses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TOTAL: 4/10 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] MTV is one of my favorite channels &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] All I want to do at sleepovers is talk about boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I love to have other girls do my hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I give and receive hugs from all my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I hate bugs, snakes, lizards, spiders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] Carnivals are so fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] Summer is THE best season&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] My swimsuit has 2 pieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I'm waiting for my knight in shining armor (Ahahaha. Whatever luh.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] Pianists are so hot. (Sorry, but no.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TOTAL: 4/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x]You write me a poem and tell me I'm beautiful and I'm all yours (Ah. Maybe haha, I'm gullible.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I am self-conscious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I cry often&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] My car smells like vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] My dishes get washed more than once a week (Obviously.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I don't do sports (Swimming! Love.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I HATE to run &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I squeal when I am surprised or angry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I eat dried fruit as a snack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I love romance novels (Heh, yeah. They're sweet.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TOTAL: 5/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] Drew Barrymore is so cute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I dance a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I usually spend over an hour to get ready to leave my house (Half an hour)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I only have like 5 billion hair products&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I love to get dressed up (Haha it's fun)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] Every part of my outfit needs to match&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I talk on the phone at least once a day to my friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I would love to have a photo shoot of myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] Price on clothes hardly matters (Sometimes, when it's nice and worth it, who cares about the price!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I apply lip gloss 50 times a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TOTAL: 2/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I wish I were a model&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I wish I could meet Paris Hilton to slap her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I have been something that was slutty on halloween&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I own Uggs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] Hip Hop is the best music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I pop my collar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I like to be the center of attention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] Guys with Mohawks are crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] Horses are beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I'd rather not pay attention in school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TOTAL: 1/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] Cats are adorable (Are you kidding me?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I write my own music/song/lyric &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I would love to visit Hawaii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] Valentine's day! I like! (Haha I like Valentines! (: )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] White is better then black &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I wouldn't be caught dead in all black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] My closet is STOCK FULL of clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I hate the grunge look of a beard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I love to read gossip magazines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I love to gossip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TOTAL: 5/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I had Lisa Frank folders, posters as a kid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I love Celine Dion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] My bubble baths are 2 hr long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] My wedding only needs a groom because it's already planned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] My friends and I are in a strict group. We mostly only hang out with each other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I like kids (Especially small boys! They're so adorable. Hee.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] Diet drinks are the best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I'm all about being vegetarian &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I refuse to eat at McDonald's (I go there almost every week!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I check my friendster everyday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TOTAL: 1/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I LOVE life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I have a lot of jewellery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] Claire's has cheap jewellery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] My screen names have x's in them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] Either one of my friendster profile has/had &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I would never want to be the opposite sex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] It's not what he/she said, it's the way he/she said it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[ ] I have more than 3 pillows on my bed (Exactly 3! Main pillow and 2 moo moos.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I have a stuffed toy sleeping beside me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[x] I love tidy and clean places&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TOTAL: 6/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GRAND TOTAL: 34/100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whoo. Not a bimbo. Hahaha. My brilliant brother just cracked an egg above the tabletop cause he missed the bowl. Great, I have to clean up now. :/&lt;/div&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/28721269-116538091369816268?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116538091369816268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116538091369816268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116538091369816268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116538091369816268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116538091369816268' title='Bimbo quiz.'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116532952424625407</id><published>2006-12-05T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T22:38:44.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubt</title><content type='html'>Ever got that feeling where you go to someone's tagboard, you feel like tagging something then seconds later it feels as if you have nothing to say? When everything only seems alright because you want it to be only, but in actual fact it's all a facade. It's a shit feeling. I can't shake that feeling that I've just done something so wrong, that nothing's gonna be the same again, in a bad sense. Yeah, me and my stupid big fat mouth.&lt;br /&gt;It's December. By this time next year I'll probably in Melbourne, Australia, Doncaster decorating my Christmas tree in preparation for a really lonely Christmas. But maybe I was destined for loneliness. Nobody likes to admit that. But maybe, I am. Whatever. The new year, 2007. I'm kinda dreading it, having to study again, having to live up to expectations and having to face people being disappointed with me. Oh right, I forgot, loads of people are already. This year, time flew past. It just darted. And BOOM! In the blink of an eye, it's going. This year, was a crap year. Honestly. I don't know why, people just made me feel like the asshole I was this year, especially. Yes, I am an asshole. And I'm sorry for being an asshole. This year, my slate is &lt;em&gt;blank&lt;/em&gt;. Because this year, I did nothing to be proud of. Except my results, which aren't even good enough for her. Well, I'm sorry to disappoint, but I can't be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't supposed to be this way, but sometimes the people that are supposed to lift you up, your friends and everything, they just make me feel really disappointed in myself. It's as if they're in their own world, and when I intrude on something in their world, I'm an asshole. I'm a &lt;em&gt;bitch&lt;/em&gt;. I'm a stupid person who's being a bad friend.&lt;br /&gt;And why? I don't know. Sometimes they just make me feel as if I owe them something. As if when I'm happy, I don't have the right to be, that's why they're so emo. When I just wanna laugh everything off, they seem as if I don't care about everything. As if I don't care that they're down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But have you ever even cared what I felt? I wonder, and I doubt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116532952424625407?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116532952424625407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116532952424625407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116532952424625407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116532952424625407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116532952424625407' title='Doubt'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116524270177417063</id><published>2006-12-04T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T22:11:37.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Name : Ding Xue Er&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate : 080193&lt;br /&gt;Age : 13&lt;br /&gt;Blood Type : I dunno hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Favorite Tv Show(s)?&lt;br /&gt;I prefer movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Favorite Chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;Belgian chocolate, Kit Kat with Peanut butter, Snickers, Crunchie, Cadbury, Mars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Ice-Cream with toppings?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Waste of money, and it takes away the niceness of the ice-cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Emotional?&lt;br /&gt;NO. Emo is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Black pen or Blue pen?&lt;br /&gt;Black. Blue's too cheerful for my handwriting. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Computer Addict?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Favorite activity(s) on the Com?&lt;br /&gt;MSN, blogging, reading blogs and quizzes! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Prefer Guys or Girls?&lt;br /&gt;Trick question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) 8-ball or 9-ball?&lt;br /&gt;What's that. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Ever thought of changing Hair colour?&lt;br /&gt;No. I'll look weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Most exciting thing that happened this week.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Except that I have a nice tan now!!! I think. Haha, 1 hour in the sun okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) The most exciting one.&lt;br /&gt;Open Season and Jamming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Favorite Super Hero?&lt;br /&gt;Batman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Thought of getting married?&lt;br /&gt;MMHMM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Thought of having kids?&lt;br /&gt;Er yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) How many? boy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;3/4! Must have at least one boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)Music or Quietness?&lt;br /&gt;Depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)Music Preference?&lt;br /&gt;Anything good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)Religon?&lt;br /&gt;Christian! Loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)Multi-tasking?&lt;br /&gt;I'm good at it, and I'm proud of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Shoes or Slippers?&lt;br /&gt;Slippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Longs or Shorts?&lt;br /&gt;HUH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Cars or Bikes?&lt;br /&gt;Cars. Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Favorite country?&lt;br /&gt;Australia (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Cartoon or Anime?&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon. Manga sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) 12hrs or 24hrs?&lt;br /&gt;24 hour. Easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27)If you could change the hours in a day, wad would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Depends haha. I'd like to change it according to how my day goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Gold/ sliver?&lt;br /&gt;Silver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) 3 best guy friends.&lt;br /&gt;Moses&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;br /&gt;Chet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) 3 best girl friends.&lt;br /&gt;Benavon&lt;br /&gt;Delise&lt;br /&gt;Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) From 1 to 10.. rank your happiness in your life.&lt;br /&gt;6-7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chetwin! I'm ready for my treatment yeah! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116524270177417063?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116524270177417063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116524270177417063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116524270177417063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116524270177417063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116524270177417063' title='Quiz'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116524192391221982</id><published>2006-12-04T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:18:43.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut up.</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm sorry but shut up about yesterday's post. It's not who you think it is, and really. My own business.&lt;br /&gt;Eugene, you too. Really, I really really don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116524192391221982?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116524192391221982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116524192391221982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116524192391221982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116524192391221982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116524192391221982' title='Shut up.'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116515465101673229</id><published>2006-12-03T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:18:29.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE WAY CONVO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for no reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;O.o &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me too! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LALALA&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp;amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LALALALALALALALA&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sing... sing a song&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sing out LOUD! sing out STRONGGGGGG &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh yes let's sing a song! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;which&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hm&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're more pro at guitar than me!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp;amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AHH. Okay sing a song!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont know which &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok i will ask others what song to sing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp;amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay let's sing one way!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp;amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one way! Jesus! you're the only one that I could live for! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONE WAY! JESUS! YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THAT I COULD LIVE FOR!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YAYYYYY!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp;amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YAY! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;START FROM THE START!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you go first! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp;amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OKAY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LAY MY LIFE DOWN AT YOUR FEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp;amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CAUSE YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE I NEED!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I TURN TO YOU AND YOU ARE ALWAYS THERE &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;IN TROUBLED TIMES ITS YOU I SEEK &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;eh what's the next lyric ah? hahahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp;amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OH OH OH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I put you first that's all I need &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I PUT YOU FIRST THAT'S ALL I NEED! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp;amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOREVER TILL FOREVER MEETS NO END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONE WAY! JESUS! YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THAT I COULD LIVE FOR! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ONE WAY! JESUS! YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THAT I COULD LIVE FOR! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp;amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU ARE THE WAY THE TRUTH AND THE LIFE &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE LIVE BY FAITH AND NOT BY SIGHT &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOR YOU! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- -{{Krantol}} Remove the safety on your fire of passion }}- - says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOR YOU! WE'RE LIVING ALL FOR YOU! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp;amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU ARE THE WAY THE TRUTH AND THE LIFE! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because you live &amp;amp; breathe (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE LIVE BY FAITH AND NOT BY SIGHT FOR YOU!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whoohoo. Credits go to Eugene for picking the song! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116515465101673229?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116515465101673229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116515465101673229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116515465101673229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116515465101673229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116515465101673229' title='ONE WAY CONVO!'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116511301338847602</id><published>2006-12-03T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:08:20.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raw joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;There's a kind of... raw joy coming out of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm Gid. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If there were three things you could change about the world, what would they be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I'd convert them to Christianity, and make both poverty and terrorism history. Terrorism meaning war also.&lt;br /&gt;I hate poverty. I think it's stupid. As in like, if the presidents wanna make poverty history, then why don't they just give the people on the streets a home and give them some job? That's why I hate walking at Robinson's and Holland Village. I can't see the old ladies there without asking why.&lt;br /&gt;And I hate &lt;em&gt;Osama&lt;/em&gt;. He's a loser. LOSER. LOSER. What's the point of taking so many lives? What good does he get from it? RAWR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116511301338847602?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116511301338847602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116511301338847602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116511301338847602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116511301338847602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116511301338847602' title='Raw joy'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116511226048881887</id><published>2006-12-03T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T10:17:40.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Split up.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was good. I think. Service was really really good. Altar call especially. Yeah. But I don't think I'm gonna say what happened cause it's pretty personal. One word, &lt;em&gt;stagnant&lt;/em&gt; life. Sad, but true. But it woke me up. Cried loads. Stagnant, tired. New vision, new passion - no more tired and stagnant. Another word, amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making any sense there. But I understand it. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;FUEL, was hilarious. It's the last FUEL for the year! Then everybody's going to PL and we're gonna be split up. &gt;:( The skit thing was funny. And we were supposed to name one quality of God's love on the red paper puzzle, and Odelia wrote, "UNSTOPPABLE!" And when she said it, it was really funny. Then the question : What does life to the fullest mean to you?&lt;br /&gt;Odelia's answer: "FUN LA! Okay wait, let me elaborate. What's the point of being sad and not having fun? I mean, do what you wanna do! Be happy! Don't be sad!"&lt;br /&gt;She's definitely the most inspired and inspirational one in our buzz group. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Then later, Benn started sitting like a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHY: Benny, you're sitting like a man!&lt;br /&gt;BENN: Cause I'm a man!&lt;br /&gt;ME (XUE) : Hahahaha TRANS!&lt;br /&gt;JO: That's why she's so hot!&lt;br /&gt;ALL: HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that all the sentences end with exclamation marks. I love my buzz group! &lt;3 LOL.&lt;br /&gt;At Macs, quite alot of stuff happened. I got Jackfruit his bananas!!! Woohoo. But in the end it was given out. And he only had what, 2 left? Sorry, Jackfruit - teapot! Then Eugene and Ted and Gid started taking my camera, then I found it in my bag. Then just as I was about to put the camera back into the case, they took the case! It was with GID. Hahaha. Keith Yong and Ted are eccentric! They like people to be more pro than them for guit. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Eugene Teo. I'll never let you see my phone man! And maybe I do message Keith or Moses! And so what if I message Chet? OR MAYBE. I'm a loser who messages no one! Hahahaha. Or maybe I message girls! Ah. See?&lt;br /&gt;Got home, bathed, I had to sit in the living room. Cause my family was all sleeping. Super bored, so JF called. Then we talked for a while, and yeah! I'm gonna glare at him man. He's SICK. Not JF. Nevermind. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. Delise is going to PL! NO! NO! NO! Why?&lt;br /&gt;See, we're all being split up. &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116511226048881887?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116511226048881887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116511226048881887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116511226048881887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116511226048881887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116511226048881887' title='Split up.'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116497526170967318</id><published>2006-12-01T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T20:14:22.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concentration camp</title><content type='html'>Open Season today. It was quite funny. On the way there, Abby and I saw someone on the bus. Someone. It was quite weird, but whatever. He dropped of at Meridien Shopping Centre. Hahaha. After the movie, we went to the arcade and then jamming at Thompson there. And for once, we managed to finish a song! Justin Lu plays the drums really really hard. Haha Ever Living God was real good.&lt;br /&gt;Eugene Teo, however, was scandalous. Princess, you cannot two time! Hahaha. He was giving ____ the treatment, then I was rubbing my eyes. Mo was like, "AW XUE'S CRYING!" Then Chet went, "It's okay! I'll give her the treatment too!" Hahaha. Chet and Keith were demonstrating how to get onto a girl and kiss her into three steps and honestly, it was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;That pretty much sums my day, except that I FREAKING CAN'T STAND HER.&lt;br /&gt;It's the holiday, for goodness sake. She wants to lock the SCV so that we will do our work. WORK! WORK! What the heck. She gave me hell this morning when I woke up at 9.30 am. It's not like we didn't do well for our exams. It's not like my test marks pulled down my EOYE marks alot. It's like she's running a concentration camp. Somehow it's hard to believe that her blood runs through my veins. :/ But, it could happen, right? HAHAHA. I didn't inherit her eyes or whatever facial features whatsoever? WHOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;But wait. I inherited the stupid natural curls from her. GAHH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a concentration camp. Why do you think I love going out and sleeping so much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116497526170967318?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116497526170967318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116497526170967318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116497526170967318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116497526170967318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116497526170967318' title='Concentration camp'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116494291516311823</id><published>2006-12-01T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T11:15:15.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming</title><content type='html'>I'm bushed. I'm beat. I'm dead.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I'm super exhausted. Just got back from swimming alone. I swam 10 laps for my pool. Gahh. And I'm tired already! My swimming has gone from good to bad man. Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;I actually wanna sleep now, but I can't. &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116494291516311823?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116494291516311823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116494291516311823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116494291516311823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116494291516311823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116494291516311823' title='Swimming'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116490105132692229</id><published>2006-11-30T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:37:31.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas is coming!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but right now the thought of Christmas makes me go :/&lt;br /&gt;Present-shopping can be traumatic. Sad, but true.&lt;br /&gt;GAHH. You see. Some people have everything. Some people refuse to say what they want. Some people like my youngest brother force others to buy the presents for them.&lt;br /&gt;Headache headache headache.&lt;br /&gt;And the money!&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas, Ding Xue Er shall go broke! How &lt;em&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;She, shall go back to ironing clothes for a living once more. Which reminds me, in a way I don't know why, I need to stop posting so many times a day. Self-note. Yes, stop posting, Ding Xue Er!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/ :/ :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116490105132692229?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116490105132692229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116490105132692229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116490105132692229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116490105132692229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116490105132692229' title='Christmas'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116490058222238281</id><published>2006-11-30T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:39:56.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest of the Quiz</title><content type='html'>K here's the rest of the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU THINK YOU'RE OK? Yes thank you.&lt;br /&gt;EVER DONATED BLOOD? HAHAHA. I once had to take blood samples because I was sick but I thought I donated blood. I was so proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;ACCESSORIES YOU USUALLY WEAR: Rubber band?&lt;br /&gt;ONE SONG TO DESCRIBE A HEARTBREAK IN THE PAST: Endless Summer - Ashlee Simpson&lt;br /&gt;LAST PLACE YOU WENT TO- Tuition. :/&lt;br /&gt;LAST PERSON YOU WENT OUT WITH: My bro to tuition.&lt;br /&gt;MOST EXCITING SPORT: WE LOVE SWIMMING! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;###&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's more, but BLOGGER cut it off! How smart, eh? RAWR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just watched another James Bond movie! Denise Richards is so much prettier than Michelle Yeoh. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, I went to Guthrie House and Venezia's changed their interior design and it's so nice now! JO DEE BENN ABBY ARIEL we must go there one day! Haha. And yes Jo, JMac is super sweet. And he has a HOT voice. Haha. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Judging from my hahas, I think I'm in a good mood despite it being 11.35 pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;DEE IS BACK! Delise Yang we missed you! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116490058222238281?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116490058222238281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116490058222238281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116490058222238281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116490058222238281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116490058222238281' title='Rest of the Quiz'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116486053963486420</id><published>2006-11-30T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T12:22:19.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me be the one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Telling you it's alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sharing the smiles and tears you cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me be the one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loving you when you're weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For all of the strength you need,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can come to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come to Me - Jesse McCartney&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jesse McCartney is one of the sweetest songwriters ever! Hahaha. Random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116486053963486420?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116486053963486420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116486053963486420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116486053963486420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116486053963486420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116486053963486420' title='Come To Me'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116485944271704342</id><published>2006-11-30T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:41:18.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>James Bond!</title><content type='html'>SONG PLAYING AT THE A MOMENT: Almost Here - Brian McFadden &amp; Delta Goodrem&lt;br /&gt;REASONS FOR LIVING? Jesus! &lt;3&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;DO PEOPLE THINK YOU'RE WEIRD? Dunno, you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;MOVIES NOW SHOWING THAT YOU HATE? Don't think there's any.&lt;br /&gt;MOST IMPORTANT THING IN YOUR ROOM? Alot eh. iPod, wallet, camera, &lt;strong&gt;bolster&lt;/strong&gt;, bed. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS THE PERSON YOU WANT TO SEE RIGHT NOW? NIGEL! That super cute small boy in Australia. &amp;amp; Esther Chan? Mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;EVER CALLED A PERSON USELESS? Not sure. Hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit]&lt;br /&gt;This quiz was cut off. I'm sorry, but I hate blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;###&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Se7en! Again. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S E 7 E N people and things that make me smile;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. GOD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. MUSIC (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Church? Mmhmm. Including all the friends.&lt;br /&gt;4. The thought of SLEEPING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Bolster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. Good food. Haha, glutton!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Water. Swimming. Whatever haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N Ways to Win my Heart;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Know and love God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Serenade me with your guit! (Yes that means that you have to be musically inclined. Daunted? HAHAHAH.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Make me smile! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. LOVE ME FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;5. Watch Pearl Harbor with me and don't laugh when I cry when Danny dies.&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't be an egomaniac. You're not God's gift to women/girls, trust me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. No vulgarities. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S E 7 E N People I Believe/Trust In;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. GOD &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Benn, &lt;em&gt;Delise&lt;/em&gt;, Joelle, Ariel, Abby, Grace Tang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Ju, Rachael, Jeann! Gis, Grace Lee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Moses, Keith, Chet, Eugene? Mr Fang, Gid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;My brothers&lt;/em&gt;. And my parents. I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. &lt;em&gt;Jade&lt;/em&gt; &amp; Dora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Hmm. I can't remember. But if I forgot your name, I'm really sorry. I believe in you too! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S E 7 E N Things I Hope To Have/Do Now;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. GYM AND SWIMMING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Christmas presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Diet heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Eat. Food. How ironic, I just said I needed to diet. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Work work work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. Go out &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Earplugs so I can wear them to sleep so I can't hear my mother screaming at me to wake up in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S E 7 E N Things I Do Everyday;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Piano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. iPod &amp; TV&lt;br /&gt;4. Bathe and brush teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Endure with nagging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. TAWG? Most days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S E 7 E N People I Want to See Now&lt;br /&gt;1. NIGEL! Oh man he's so cute! Hah I'm not a pedophile. I just like little boys. Didn't you know that? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Esther Channn! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Jade Wee, I love you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. God, haha to encounter Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. _________. Sorry, anonymous. Maybe some people will know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. Channing Tatum! &lt;3&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;7. Marty Sampson, he has a hot voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S E 7 E N People who should also do this;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyone. I did this before anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;###&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahaha what a long post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just realised that Channing Tatum's 'Tatum' is pronounced as 'tae-tem'. Not 'tahh-toom' or 'teh-tum'. Mmhmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My dad should cancel KBS World on our cable. It's sickening, really. My mother's watching it day and night, as if she even understands Korean. My ass. And it even made me miss a bit of Tomorrow Never Dies! The shows are stupid. The girls cry at every single thing? I mean, who cries when they can dance well or whatever? Sometimes Korean girls are just too emo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TOO EMO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At least in Gong she has a reason for crying. And then when my brother goes, "Eeyer this show so stupid!", what does my mother go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Shut up la you! Don't watch la!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ooh, defensive eh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pierce Brosnan is quite hot. In that old guy kinda way. But Michelle Yeoh is ugly! I can't believe they ended up together in Tomorrow Never Dies. :/ Still. Pierce Brosnan doesn't look like the player, cassanova type cause I think he didn't act in many James Bond movies. Not like Roger Moore, he sleeps with every woman. EVERY WOMAN. Even the bad ones. And James Bond movies always have standard facts: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. James Bond &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; dies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. When the baddies shoot James Bond, they always miss. But when James Bond shoots the baddies, he's always on target and kills them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. There's always a beautiful woman, or even &lt;em&gt;women&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. When the lady's about to fall from a great height, and when she loses grip, he'll always catch her in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. The lady will always go, "Oh, James!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. They'll always end up: a) kissing, b) in bed or c) showering together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. There's always a song to go with the title of the James Bond movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha. James Bond is &lt;em&gt;cool&lt;/em&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/28721269-116485944271704342?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116485944271704342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116485944271704342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116485944271704342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116485944271704342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116485944271704342' title='James Bond!'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116468698834330521</id><published>2006-11-28T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T12:09:48.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do then?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;And what do you do then?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you finally have something to cling onto, but later you know that it'll never be there always? What do you do when you know it's time to let go? What do you do when you wait for something but it never comes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to post today. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116468698834330521?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116468698834330521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116468698834330521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116468698834330521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116468698834330521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116468698834330521' title='What do you do then?'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116464123830282725</id><published>2006-11-27T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T23:43:55.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics of Jo's bday.</title><content type='html'>Pictures from Jo's sleepover! These are the ones at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/860728/jo"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/673148/jo%27s%20birthday%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How claustrophobic:/&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 href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/186081/jo"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/682412/jo%27s%20birthday%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pool!&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 href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/218606/jo"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/624236/jo%27s%20birthday%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Dee, 2 - Ariel, 3 - Abby, 4 - Benn, 5 - Joelle, 6 - ME!, 7 - Grace = LIANS by the poolside. (FYI, we were just posing for fun. We are not lians. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/199003/jo"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/870939/jo%27s%20birthday%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting the Birthday Girl, Joelle Yong! (:&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 href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/763884/jo"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/159101/jo%27s%20birthday%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew Grace had an inner lian?&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 href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/60421/jo"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/505761/jo%27s%20birthday%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo and her million arms. LOL :D&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 href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/968914/jo"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/556427/jo%27s%20birthday%20014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dee and Abby, in the pool.&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 href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/860728/jo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/408836/jo"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/320/782112/jo%27s%20birthday%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7903/3046/1600/860728/jo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dee, Abby and me. LOL! &lt;3&gt;The Phantom of The Opera &lt;/em&gt;is hot too. He's the guy who played Raoul&lt;/em&gt;. He sings well too! There's nothing hotter than a guy who looks good and can sing well, but nevermind. LOL. LOL. LOL. I think Paul Bettany in &lt;em&gt;Wimbledon&lt;/em&gt;'s quite hot too, but obviously Jo doesn't agree with me. Brandon Routh is hot too. Superman. Hahahah. I bet he has like, abs and they go super well with his face. LOL! Oh yes and Josh Hartnett. &lt;3&gt;Wimbledon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; too. It's a nice movie. Kirsten Dunst is sweet. Not ravishingly beautiful, but sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. I'm quite high today. Blame Mr Choo for making guit lessons at &lt;em&gt;8 am&lt;/em&gt;. See the severity? &lt;em&gt;8 AM. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit]&lt;br /&gt;I meant to say. That I need to stop obsessing about pretty boys on TV. Mmhmm. And also, that I wanna watch Wimbledon. LOL! This post was never finished. Honestly, I hate uploading pics on Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116464123830282725?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116464123830282725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116464123830282725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116464123830282725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116464123830282725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116464123830282725' title='Pics of Jo&apos;s bday.'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116460338363559985</id><published>2006-11-27T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T13:14:36.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unearthly hour</title><content type='html'>Movies I wanna watch:&lt;br /&gt;1. Flags of our Fathers (NC-16)&lt;br /&gt;2. Deja Vu (Rating TBA)&lt;br /&gt;3. The Last Kiss (M-18)&lt;br /&gt;4. Just Friends (M-18?)&lt;br /&gt;5. The Pact (Can't seem to find it on Youtube.)&lt;br /&gt;6. Just My Luck&lt;br /&gt;7. Pearl Harbor &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;8. She's The Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how all the movies I wanna watch right now are all rated. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;My younger brother just got his PSP, and he's on it the whole day. It's irritating. Quite, I guess. This is random, but I think one of the reasons why I love my youngest brother is because he's the only one of us three children who dares talk back to my mom. Yeah, that's not a good thing, but sometimes my mom can get unreasonable. My younger brother and I only do that when we're really mad at her. But my youngest brother can say things that are quite rude but true and get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;The wonders of being the youngest child.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted the pictures from Jo's birthday sleepover yet. Soon.&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I had to wake up at freaking 7am to go to school for guit lessons. 7 am! AM. No wonder we were half dead in class. And as I was walking back with Abby to Maplewoods, I called Mo to tell him I wouldn't be at the jamming session, and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Jackfruit dearest was still asleep!&lt;br /&gt;That, is not the point. The point, is that Mr Choo had to choose some unearthly hour like 7 am to have our guit lesson! When I left the house, my brothers were still sleeping peacefully. Gahh how annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Delise! When are you coming back dearrr? &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116460338363559985?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116460338363559985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116460338363559985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116460338363559985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116460338363559985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116460338363559985' title='Unearthly hour'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116452846719026610</id><published>2006-11-26T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T16:07:47.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flags of Our Fathers</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was somewhat eventful. Mmhmm. Had tuition in the morning, and Michy was there! Our class tee's gonna be orange. :/ Oh well. If we don't take orange and we switch to another printer, we have to pay the slacker tee woman $100. Daylight robbery, that's what I'd call it. Gahh stupid lady. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Church was good. I was serving, and somehow when I finally manage to find SOMETHING to wear that's according to the colour code, I'm the only girl who wears it. Orange. Bright orange. But it was okay, I guess. LOL. When we opened the doors, Keith, Chet and Mo were all going, "Duibuqi, wo de pengyou yao ni de dianhua!" HAH!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to Macs, went for Benn's Thanksgiving dinner. There was a LOT of food. And it was good. We tried red wine but it sucked. Sucked big time. It was bitter, and smelled real bad. Abby got slightly tipsy after that LOL. I loved the brownies and ice cream though. :D&lt;br /&gt;We went for a walk, Benn, Ariel, Abby, Merrilyn and me, and we saw this wedding car and Benn wanted to pose with it. Haha. Then we realised that the engine was on and there was someone inside! We were talking about being civilised and we invented this phrase - "HO! You must be civilised!" And I think the thing that makes it so funny is the HO! part. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a frog and we all freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: I think I just saw a frog.&lt;br /&gt;BENN: Really? (Pause)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BENN, ARIEL, ABBY, MERRILYN &amp; ME: AHHHH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hilarious. Hilarious. Hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got her drumset! Hahaha. Benn I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Friday, 1st November 2006, afternoon, Plaza Sing.&lt;br /&gt;Open Season LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I really really wanna watch &lt;em&gt;Flags of Our Fathers.&lt;/em&gt; So I like war movies. Sue me. It looks really nice. I like movies with patriotism.&lt;br /&gt;Ah like Pearl Harbor! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116452846719026610?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116452846719026610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116452846719026610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116452846719026610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116452846719026610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116452846719026610' title='Flags of Our Fathers'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116437912299690045</id><published>2006-11-24T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T22:38:43.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dian Hua!</title><content type='html'>Ahhh ABBY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Duibuqi, wo de pengyou yao nide dian hua.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got asked again, by a guy in a striped shirt, like the other time, and it's the same words! And those assholes had pierced lips and it was freaky and they made us drop off at the wrong busstop because we were so scared. HAH. LOSERS!&lt;br /&gt;This time at least, she said, duibuqi, bukeyi.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Was at Jeann's house for almost the whole day, and &lt;em&gt;The Prince Of Egypt&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;The Phantom of The Opera&lt;/em&gt; are really really nice movies! In The Phantom of The Opera, Raoul and Christine are such a sweet couple, and the Phantom's freaky. He's so extra. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Rachael at Jeann's house today! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116437912299690045?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116437912299690045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116437912299690045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116437912299690045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116437912299690045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116437912299690045' title='Dian Hua!'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116420398169884278</id><published>2006-11-22T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T11:03:18.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZ!</title><content type='html'>1)How old do you wish you are? 19. I wanna drive!&lt;br /&gt;2)What do you do when the vending machines steals your money? Call it names. Like stupid and idiot and freak and asshole etc. LOL. And I'd bang it many times.&lt;br /&gt;3)Do you count yourself kind? You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;4) If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be? French, Korean, Brazilian, Italian, Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you know your neighbours? Yeah they're this American family whom I hardly see.&lt;br /&gt;6) Do you follow your horoscope? Nope. All bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;7) Would you move for the person you loved? Depends. Change the question, does the person love me enough not to move?&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you believe that opposites attract? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;9) Favorite channel(s)? Star Movies (Ch 58), HBO (Ch 60), Star World (Ch 18)&lt;br /&gt;10) Favorite place to go on weekends? Church, IGNYTE.&lt;br /&gt;11) Showers or Baths? Baths but no time, so showers.&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you paint your nails? No.&lt;br /&gt;13) Do you trust people easily? Not really. Because when I was young many people backstabbed me.&lt;br /&gt;14) What are your phobias? Heights, claustrophobia, scared of dogs and cats. And insects.&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you keep a handwritten journal? Nope used to.&lt;br /&gt;16) Where would you rather be right now? Somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;17) Who makes you feel warm and fuzzy? Dunno. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;18) Heavy or light sleeper? Heavy. Even my phone vibration can't wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;19) Are you paranoid? Doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;20) Are you impatient? Think so.&lt;br /&gt;21) What's your favorite pick-up line? OH OH OH. "I know milk does a body good, but girl! How much have you been drinking??" Not to be used by me of course.&lt;br /&gt;22) What's your main ring tone on your mobile? Silent.&lt;br /&gt;23) What were you doing at midnight last night? Reading and messaging.&lt;br /&gt;24) What did the last text on your cellphone say? &lt;em&gt;Haha... Yea... Okay... Nights.&lt;/em&gt;- Chet.&lt;br /&gt;25) Most recent movie you watched? Step Up! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;26) Name three things you have on you at all times? Clothes, my phone and my iPod nano.&lt;br /&gt;27) What color are your bed sheets? Ahm. It's too embarrassing to say. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;28) What is your favorite part of the chicken? The wings!&lt;br /&gt;29) I can't wait till... I watch Casino Royale!&lt;br /&gt;30) How tall are you barefoot? 160cm.&lt;br /&gt;31) Do you own a gun? Nope weapons freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;32) What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Apple juice! But I drink milk. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;33) Where do you think you'll be in 10 yrs? In Melbourne. In my skin.&lt;br /&gt;34) Last thing you ate? Cornetto.&lt;br /&gt;35) Does someone have a crush on you? Nope don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;36) What's your favorite candy? Chocolate &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;37) If you have three wishes, what would they be? 1. The world to be converted into Christianity! 2. For this hols to be less boring. 3. Dunno. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116420398169884278?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116420398169884278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116420398169884278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116420398169884278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116420398169884278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116420398169884278' title='QUIZ!'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116420316981492722</id><published>2006-11-22T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T21:46:09.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobby! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I forgot to mention. Yesterday, at the beach, we all made new friends. Especially Abby, she made the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. S.W., Abby's seaweed friend. She lost her!&lt;br /&gt;2. Jelly Friend, Abby's jelly friend. She broke him up (NOT broke up with him) and said he stunk. Then we thought it could have been the shit of some fish. :/&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;BOBBY&lt;/strong&gt;, Jo's gay gingerbread man friend. Oh just FYI, he wasn't gay until Jo c________d him. But she said he was wearing pants, so maybe she ate off the pants too. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 Bobby! What a pity he's gay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116420316981492722?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116420316981492722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116420316981492722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116420316981492722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116420316981492722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116420316981492722' title='Bobby! &lt;3'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116417463924128941</id><published>2006-11-22T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:50:45.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As far as I know</title><content type='html'>As far as I know, 25 December 2006 will be my last Christmas here. Meaning this year. Should be. May not though.&lt;br /&gt;8 January 2007 will be my last birthday here. That's definite.&lt;br /&gt;Sad? I don't really know. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jo's house for the sleepover on Monday. We ate then after that we went down to the pool and ended up inside. Only Benn and Grace stayed out. It was fun. LOL. Though I was shivering because it was so cold. It was FREEZING. Literally. Then we cut the cake. It was this Island Creamery one, Reverso, which was really good. Swam again after that. Ariel, Dee and I had a nice talk. Hee. After that Benn had a brilliant idea to do some catwalk thing and it was hilarious. Cause we had to do weird poses. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I was the first to bathe cause I was freezing and I didn't know how to switch the water source from the tap to the shower, but finally I figured it out. Yeah. So when I finished bathing we all went into the room and Ariel, Jo, Dee and Jo's sister Janelle were playing LUDO. Obviously, Jo was having her lucky day. We gave her our present at 12mn, 21 November 2006. It was this photo montage thing where we stuck our pictures. There was this super good one where we super-imposed Jo's pic with Chet! It was good. And another one which I will not describe.&lt;br /&gt;Jo was on the phone with Isaac and the guys at Mo's chalet for like about an hour, and we played L.O.V.E and I was doing the L.O. part and Jo was doing the V.E. part. It was cool! :D And later we did our Accidentally In Love rendition. Hahah. Then Jo accidentally switched off the computer so we all went to sleep and we were talking. At around 4, Jo started screaming about monsters coming to kill her from underneath her bed and in her closet, and Abby went, "Your bed underneath has so many things! How can the monster stay there?" And she kept screaming.&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is, I can't remember falling asleep. I just woke up. LOL. &lt;em&gt;Sorry Dee if I took too much of the blanket! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had breakfast then Jo's parents sent us to the Newton MRT where we took the train to Harbourfront. We walked around at the Harbourfront Shopping Centre, went into Esprit and tried on sunglasses. Hah what a pity we couldn't take pictures. :(&lt;br /&gt;At Sentosa, Siloso Beach, it was really hot. The guys - Mo, Dylan, Chet, Eugene and Isaac - came at like 2pm. We were all tanning in the sun, but I don't even think I'm any darker. &gt;:( So hard la. Ariel, Abby and I built this dam, but by the time we finished tanning, it was all dried up! How sad. Anyway, we swam to the other island and back! I think I would have made it faster if I had goggles. LOL. But it was fun. Swimming burns 8 calories/ minute! Ha.&lt;br /&gt;And before we went to Siloso, this guy came up to Abby.&lt;br /&gt;GUY: Duibuqi, wo de peng you yao ni de dian hua. (Sorry my friend wants your number.)&lt;br /&gt;ABBY: HUH???&lt;br /&gt;ARIEL: Duibuqi, bukeyi. (Sorry, no.)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Tanned again before Benn and Jo came back with drinks and a gingerbread man, and Jo ate the legs part. And it was like, Jo c_______d the gingerbread man! Then they buried Eugene in the sand, and Jo wanted to walk on it but she stepped on THAT part. And Eugene was like, "WHOA! Outrage of modesty!" LOL. LOL. LOL. Then Ariel and Abby went to bathe and Benn and Jo decided to take the tram back to the main station. So I went along with them.&lt;br /&gt;However.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;However.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;However.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to others emotional problems, I decided to walk back. And THAT was when I got really pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Pissed, &lt;strong&gt;pissed&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pissed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I went to bathe and when I got back it was still the same. Was supposed to go for dinner but I decided not to. So I went to Abby's house. And we watched GONG! :D&lt;br /&gt;Still. I'm not in a very good mood.&lt;br /&gt;DEE WE WILL MISS YOU! Loads! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love the words &lt;strong&gt;maybe&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;faith&lt;/strong&gt;. Because they seem so simple but they hold so much meaning. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116417463924128941?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116417463924128941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116417463924128941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116417463924128941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116417463924128941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116417463924128941' title='As far as I know'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116401013408609423</id><published>2006-11-20T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T16:08:54.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jo's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Blessed birthday Joelle Yong! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is in advance but have a blessed blessed and very happy birthday. Continue to grow and WE LOVE YOU! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;XUE (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116401013408609423?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116401013408609423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116401013408609423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116401013408609423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116401013408609423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116401013408609423' title='Jo&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116390146881803469</id><published>2006-11-19T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T09:57:48.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruises :/</title><content type='html'>Went ice-skating on Friday with Jo and the rest. GAHH IT WAS HARD. At first, at least. I have two big bruises on my knee caps and a blister that stings when I bathe on my right heel. OUCH. :/&lt;br /&gt;Before going up to the rink, we went to KFC for lunch and there was this waiter at KFC that was giving us the pervert look, and we were really freaked out. He kept on going to our table and smiling at Jo and Abby. Eeyer. So finally when he came one last time, we couldn't take it anymore, we went away. But after that Jo and I felt quite bad so we went back. And after that I think he kept frowning at us instead.&lt;br /&gt;The rink was freakingly cold. LIKE REALLY FREEZING. After dunno how many rounds I went, I finally stopped and I was freezing and my teeth were chattering. Mo went, "I know you're cursing us in your own language! Stop cursing us! STOP!" Oh man the food was good but really ex. VERY VERY EX.&lt;br /&gt;I fell down I think like, more than 20 times. If not more than 15 times. On my knees, and ass, and the funniest one was when I fell down in a split, but I can't do a split so it went out sideways instead. And after that my legs were sore. Sore. :S And my gloves were soaked because I kept falling down and so my fingers were freezing. LOL. Thanks Chet for helping me up! :D At least I learnt how to skate. I think. Haha yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for dinner, and it was HILARIOUS. Seriously. Benn, Jo and I had "Accidentally In Love" sung there, and it was super funny cause Jo and I were the backing vocals and when Benn goes, "...cause it's LOVE..." Then we'll go, "&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;!" And we laughed until we cried, and Eugene was wondering why we were laughing. Ariel, feed him! And later Ariel blamed it on Abby's meepok HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;So You Think You Can Scream??? was held yesterday, worship experience, and it was great. Really really good. And FUEL was fun. Yeah, quite. Haha. We had the questions game and Abby was sitting on my left, so she asked, "What if I can... slack for the rest of my life?" Then my answer was "SURE! Let's do it together." When we read it out, Grace was like, "WHAT??? DO IT??? IT???" HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;At Macs, Jeann was talking to us MG-Nyte girls about the multiplication (actually division, but nevermind). And it got pretty sad. Kinda. But after wards Benn and Ariel went for some walk or whatever so Abby and I were talking at the table and we were trying to see if Macs' Coke tastes different from normal coke. Abby said, "If you put the coke under your tongue, if it bites, then it's original coke." So we were drinking and putting it under our tongue and it was SUPER painful. OUCH. Then Jeann came over and we were talking about phones and battery lives and it got super funny cause I compared the Sony Ericsson phone battery life to that of a water bottle. LOL doesn't make sense but nevermind. Then we were given Belgian chocolates from Gid, supposedly from Gabriel Fang. There were holes in the plastic to place the chocolate and we were trying to fit the remaining chocolates into the right holes. It was fun! (: One didn't fit, so Abby asked Isaac, who was sitting next to her, "This one doesn't fit in anywhere, can you eat it?" Haha.&lt;br /&gt;My bruises still hurt. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116390146881803469?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116390146881803469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116390146881803469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116390146881803469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116390146881803469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116390146881803469' title='Bruises :/'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28721269.post-116368486406091998</id><published>2006-11-16T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T21:47:44.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo quiz.</title><content type='html'>1. What do you do when you're mad? Keep quiet and just fume until I can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;2. What's the worst thing you've done when you're mad? Dragged my brother on the floor, when I was young. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever made anyone cry when you were mad? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever physically hurt someone when you were mad? No, unless you count fighting with my brothers and dragging him on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you curse when you're mad? In my head, sometimes. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last time you cried your heart out? Last month. In bed.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ever cried yourself to sleep? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever cried on your friend's shoulder? Don't think so, nope. Somehow I think it'll be embarrassing so I cry by myself.&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you cry when you get an injury? If I can't take the pain, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do certain songs make you cry? MMHMM (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's the worst thing you've done to someone else? Dunno. You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;2. How depressed can you get? Kinda, but not overly emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How/when much do you smile? I dunno, when I feel like it or when I'm happy?&lt;br /&gt;2. What can make you happy? GOD (:&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you wish you were happier? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;4. What about being with your friends? Does that make you happy? Sometimes, it depends. Sometimes it just makes me feel like going home and venting my anger on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever loved someone so much, that you'd die for them? No, not yet.&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you ever love a person, and tell him/her that you love him/her? Uhh yeah. When I was young, to my parents, but now I hardly say I love you. To anyone, actually.&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever loved someone so much, that it made you cry? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever hated anyone that broke your heart? No, I don't think it's their fault. They probably didn't even know.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you hate Bush? Dunno. I just saw his motorkate today! Haha, at Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have low self esteem? Dunno. Depends.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you believe in yourself? Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you say when people say they think you're good-looking/pretty? Uhh... Thanks?&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you one of those idiots who think ugly dumb fat? what are they asking? HUH.&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever wanted to kill yourself cus you thought you werent good enough? No, my life is precious thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28721269-116368486406091998?l=somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/feeds/116368486406091998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28721269&amp;postID=116368486406091998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116368486406091998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28721269/posts/default/116368486406091998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://somekindof-wonderful.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116368486406091998' title='Emo quiz.'/><author><name>inside this heaven.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15215686664882343502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
