<?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-4953919983969959824</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:50:04.285+08:00</updated><category term='a tinge of pink'/><title type='text'>eelynn(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-833360413354917245</id><published>2010-04-09T15:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T15:48:23.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys, i've opened up my blog again(: gonna change URL and blogskin so gimme sometime and it'll all be up again:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-833360413354917245?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/833360413354917245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=833360413354917245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/833360413354917245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/833360413354917245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-guys-ive-opened-up-my-blog-again.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-8165004117081061943</id><published>2010-01-13T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:56:05.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love was never wavered. confidence dimmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today was a long day. got back french results and was satisifed:D super tired and had a major headache. gotta thank ky for the panadol or i'll probably faint in the train. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is my boyfriend when i need him? school is as usual. appitite getting smaller god knows why. shagged cos of all the projects and shit. i need to buy so many things. like. backpack, i touch and more clothes. cant wait anymore. teehee. i guess in this era. cant trust much people, cant depend on much people. okay. tired so i'm gonna sleep. gnight world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-8165004117081061943?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/8165004117081061943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=8165004117081061943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8165004117081061943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8165004117081061943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-was-never-wavered.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1349726180865147528</id><published>2010-01-04T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:50:51.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;whatever will be, will be(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not bad sia eelynn! hahaha, happy back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school today and dad fetched me. late cos we were stuck in a massive jam== ran up to 5th floor and ky asked me to do peer teaching immediately, SIGH. couldnt even catch my breath. okay. then did some printing and stuffs and continues with marketing project with groupmates(:  thanks michelle for the sweeties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marketing tutorial was alright, got back our test results. better than expected? haha, so i must keep working hard!:D mum fetched me home today. so tired and had a minor headache but its alright now. watched Cruel Temptation in fast forward motion. i swear its damn draggy. OMG. but its nice! hahaha, okok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all the project deadlines are coming to haunt me. so might not be blogging too often. SHATS. presentation and all. sighhh, gonna talk to love now. bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-1349726180865147528?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1349726180865147528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1349726180865147528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1349726180865147528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1349726180865147528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2010/01/whatever-will-be-will-be-not-bad-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1285664781537818613</id><published>2010-01-01T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:49:28.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, its a new year. honestly speaking, 2009 sucked bad. cept for small things like getting my great boyfriend, awesome birthday and time off with my favourite peeps. nehhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm not gonna blog bout JAPAN cos its really, long. hahaha, other than it didnt snow and the tour guide sucked. it was awesome with the tour people we went with:D weather awesome. cold is nice. there should be at least 1 month of winter in Singapore. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just blog bout the last day of new year alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, on thursday, went to Party World with the people i love the most. kohying, kevin,esther, beechin, daryl, junhwee, yuebao. not to mention, my BOYFRIEND came for awhile(: thank you b! sang like crazy as usual, but SOMEONE kept hogging the mike can? TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off at 6 plus and trained to pasir ris for some chalet with kevin and their company, supposedly there was FREE FOOD AND DRINKS.. BUT, it turned out that we werent welcomed cos we werent in UNIFORM. FUCK. no worries, we were happy to get outta there cos seriously, the people there are super, WEIRD. tsk. subway-ed with daryl and the rest instead. that was MUCH MUCH better. hahahaha, okay. then i trained back with daryl. he had to sleepover...somewhere. LOL, then i went to find bren. quite cool his friends house. there was a mini clubbing. hahaha, lights off and music turned up loud. light sticks lighted up. drink drank and drunk. tired. countdown and well.. mum called to chase so went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i woke up kinda early, surprisingly. hahaha, then went out with dad to look at cars and i FINALLY GOT MY EARS PIERCED. hahahaha, yay me! dad pierced too. quite cool uh:x nice start to a new year(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not gonna let those things affect me. this new piercing represents something but i'm not gonna say it out. i'm gonna make 2010 a awesome year. CLUBBING HERE I COME!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-1285664781537818613?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1285664781537818613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1285664781537818613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1285664781537818613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1285664781537818613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-2010-so-its-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-3952622301265817588</id><published>2009-12-23T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T18:05:26.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;its gonna be a lovely, white christmas(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;packed and ready to go off to the airport soon(: maxi cab's coming at 8.30pm. 5 luggages, 4 hand held bags. O.M.G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss my boy, yingen and my dearest fucktards plus jacq and the rest. Packing day was fun. love it to the max. okay, kinda random here. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, went to watch Planet 51 with bren. and the we went to the Flyer(: happy now:D even though things were a little rocky, but i'm glad its alright now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, distorted thoughts cos i am not really sure what to say here. haha. hmm. so i will miss out on 2 days of school. not that bad. hahaha, hope its gonna snow in japan(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, i am gonna stop here. LOL, so random this post. gonna be absent for a week so cya ppl in a few days! in the meantime, MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL LOVED ONES(: if u think its you then its you! TEEHEE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-3952622301265817588?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/3952622301265817588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=3952622301265817588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3952622301265817588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3952622301265817588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-gonna-be-lovely-white-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-8378281799203289160</id><published>2009-12-16T16:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:37:07.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i stand tall now, feeling better than 3 hours ago. things i have to swallow. i need to do something drastic, something that can make a mark in my life today. a mark left behind by the events today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-8378281799203289160?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/8378281799203289160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=8378281799203289160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8378281799203289160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8378281799203289160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-died-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-106544812006527322</id><published>2009-12-14T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:14:57.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HI DAD, I NEED THE PENANG PICTURES. THANKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo, i have no dinner! omg, mum like FORGOT TO BUY FOR ME! tsk tsk tsk. sadded. haha! okay, so today we went for the Silver Co-operative in Chinatown. together with those under Lee Junior's class. there was a bus but we decided to take samuel's car instead:x me, ameer, sylvia and jiaxin + driver samuel:D talked much in the car and got to know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached the place and caught up with the rest of the ppl. looked around the place and found out from the man leading us around that our ideas are actually FEASABLE but somehow Lee Junior always rejects them. shats. okay. so after that, we went to lunch, the same car gang and then Samueldropped me and jiaxin off at chinatown. thanks so much:D teehee! then went to find mum and we went to shop. went to Peoples Park and guess how many dresses 1 bought? 2! guess how many she bought? 4!!! freaking 4 dresses! tsk, and not all nice lor can. wtf. got money then like this. LOL. she say cny wear......zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was nice(: shall call the person i met up with Z. hahaha, so went to bugis with mum in the early noon to go pray and then to OG to get the remaining of our winter clothes. met Z after that and we went to bugis to get her stuffs, as well as walked around(: talked talked walked walked and tried to spot -- HAHA! and i am proud to say, even though a little noobish. that I KNOW HOW TO GO HAJI LANE:D take that &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;kohying&lt;/span&gt;!hahaha, sooo, it was a little late already so Haji Lane was spooky, with ppl trying to pull u in to try shisha. I WANNA TRY IT SOMETIME:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, and then we trained home. had fun love(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long day. projecting tomorrow. bye earthlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-106544812006527322?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/106544812006527322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=106544812006527322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/106544812006527322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/106544812006527322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi-dad-i-need-penang-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-7547159809336163899</id><published>2009-12-11T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:24:42.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;when i'm with u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when i'm with bren, it just seems as though all my worries and everything fade away. its just me and him. i feel damn happy and relieved cos he's like a shield to all the unhappy things around me. thats why i love you so(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of that. hahaha, so today FNB screwed me over terribly. dont even wanna think about it. at least ameer is happy(: oh well. i guess i'm prepared for the worst. went to watch Couples Retreat with bren today. it was super funny and nice! omg, feel like watching it again. haha! so we went around town as usual adter the movie/ saw SO MANY PPL FROM LRM! omg, its like half of the peeps from LRM were in town! hahaha, saw familiar faces like &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;raylene, tim, christine, michelle and belicia&lt;/span&gt;:D some others which were familiar but didn really say hi to them cos we're not close? but i saw &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;COLLETTE&lt;/span&gt;:D like, havent seen her in super super long already. still looking pretty gurl! best of all? i saw my &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;neighbour&lt;/span&gt;!!!! like the whole family! hahaha, super ps:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bren like saw so many of his friends too? its like everyone is out in town! which was a great feeling. window shopped mostly cos the stuffs were boring? or more likely i didn have the money! muahahaha. Far East is getting boring too. i need a dress to wear to my cousin's Grand Commisioning Dinner &amp;amp; Dance. like exciting can? hahaha. so weird. okay, then we slouched around at taka and then he sent me home(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the keyboards being a bitch and i'll just hurry type smth out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;u and i both know we will never be the closest of all friends after all that has happen. and i know that u dislike me or so. haha, but heres a suggestion? we shall just, try to make an effort to be friends? i was trying today u see.so that it'll make things much easier. i mean, i dont need u to like me, just try/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-7547159809336163899?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/7547159809336163899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=7547159809336163899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7547159809336163899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7547159809336163899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-im-with-u.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-717601785766759800</id><published>2009-12-10T21:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T08:46:51.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;still struggling with FNB!!omg, fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, dont tell me not to use gods name in vain cos i am not christian:D teehee. dont get me wrong. i do believe that theres a god out there still. Not a serious matter? We shall see.haha! so dead, so dead. took a nap just now. how! panicking now. cant stop thinking about after the paper tomorrow and i can escape into bren+eelynn land. HAHA, too many things. too many accusations to bear like .wtf.never mind. I shall give way cos i know .....teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only good thing today is listening to Muttons to Midnight. funny shit:D&lt;br /&gt;haha, whatever man.lol. Dont pretend (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the one who invented the 'deng deng deng deng!~'drumroll for a certain special person, u know i'm always here(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kohyingen, i miss you, enjoy ur stupid kulai trip. SENTOSA PL0X! better bring my bag back in 1 piece! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-717601785766759800?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/717601785766759800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=717601785766759800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/717601785766759800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/717601785766759800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/12/still-struggling-with-fnbomg-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-134507254096558466</id><published>2009-12-10T10:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:53:45.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;feeling.. not that well.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Zombieland with bren yesterday on my lappy:D just the 2 of us and my jacket. cosy movie time, loves!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i was kinda sickish yesterday and the day before. no idea why. it came on so sudden luh. few days ago there was headaches and the occasional flu and then the fever yesterday. oh well. i'm blaming it on the late nights in Penang and the heaty food:x so yup. just woke up not long ago as the cleaner is cleaning up the house. so i have some time on my hands to do a proper blogging? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the house is kinda messy now cos mums been packing out so many of our past winter clothings and surprise surprise! i dont have any cos its too small== tha last time we went to a cold country was like, 9 years ago? so yup. haha. time to get new stuffs! and that means shopping!:DD shopping is like, the ultimate best hobby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid sems now, last paper tomorrow, FNB. i havent really started to memorise. but at least its much better than POM. gonna watch Couples Retreat with bren after the paper. cant wait! hahaha. okay, so sentosa with the gang on saturday or not? hmmm. kinda mixed cos i want bren to come along but he doesnt want to come so i dont know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i got some stuffs to rant about down there but its just random, not to anyone in general. time to lunch and then fnb. bye!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-134507254096558466?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/134507254096558466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=134507254096558466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/134507254096558466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/134507254096558466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/12/feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-6903670165805851731</id><published>2009-12-06T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:50:49.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;why do some ppl effing dont have a sense of originality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nope, its not only bout friends.shats. i dun wanna talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm BACK FROM PENANG:D wheeee~ super shagged. took a nap when i came home. penang was alright, bought a few stuffs.....YAY! hahaha. okay. and then i haven studied macro. well, i DID, but not really enough i think so i'm gonna go get back to it since i took a nap just now(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's dads birthday... &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!! LOVES YOU MUCH MUCH:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its also macro. STAY AWAY MACRO! HATE YOU LOADS LOADS:( okay. lameness much,. papers at 5 to 6 pm so gonna celebrate with dad in the morning before heading to school. and then its to the exam class. oh well. this space might be empty this week but i'll rememeber to post pictures fom penang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-6903670165805851731?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/6903670165805851731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=6903670165805851731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6903670165805851731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6903670165805851731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-do-some-ppl-effing-dont-have-sense.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1929974152084625061</id><published>2009-12-03T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:55:28.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooh lala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JACQ SEE THIS:     SHATS YOU:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's friday. havent been blogging much cos times been tight. so many thing to do and complete but time is never enough! WTFUCKKKK. Mid Sems next week, not prepared. looking forward to PACKING DAY:DD did i mention i signed up for the school trip to France next year? no? well, u see it NOW!!haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. haha. sooo, i was late for marketing lecture today. not because i woke up late. but i was putting songs into me ipod:D went for lecture and all the stuffs, SAW ALOY AND HE ATE MY SIEW MAI. HAHAHAHA. and then met bren.his grandma cooked some really awesome noodles for me!! MMmmhmmm yummy yummy~~ while walking to his place, i saw some REALLY WEIRD BIRD. serious. it SQUAWKED as it flew and had a really yellow and HUGE beak. omg. then the lift made some weird sound too. what a weird day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so talked and all cos i'll be leaving for Penang tmr to shop shop shop:D bad thing is, Macro MST is on mondayyy! omg. never mind, shall try to study in the hotel( TRY).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday ate bistro with jacq. talked a whole lot and we agreed on many stuffs that well, obviously couldnt be detected by others around us. guess cos we were the micro environment. whoo~ okay okay. poor jacq, it has immediate effect on her since it concerns her in so many areas. dont worry girl! sentosa comes soon(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a weird post. i guess cos i'm super disoriented today. oh well. hope theres wireless in the hotel:D AU REVOIR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-1929974152084625061?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1929974152084625061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1929974152084625061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1929974152084625061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1929974152084625061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/12/ooh-lala-jacq-see-this-shats-youd.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-9133571028011073894</id><published>2009-11-29T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T18:07:19.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;u dont understand.its just hard for me now that u have all the time on ur hands but i dont. i never once used to be like this last time. so demanding, so protective, so insecure. why now? drastic mood swingings and huge outbursts. i say what i dont mean but u dont get it. i get pissed but tell u its nothing cos i dont want to tell the truth. the truth sounds selfish but its true. i cant control them. somethimes the things u tell me, you dont know that they hurt me, disappoint me.i'm slowly turning into a control freak. but i love you, i really do love you.more than ever, more than anyone. i'm sorry baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-9133571028011073894?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/9133571028011073894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=9133571028011073894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/9133571028011073894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/9133571028011073894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/11/u-dont-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-2017747057823124580</id><published>2009-11-28T16:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:26:09.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;what more can i ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to sentosa siloso with bren yesterday(: had a great time, cept for in the morning where i was...grouchy:x sorry my dear! hahaha. we swam, tanned, ate chips. basically, had a great time(:its the first time we went to a BEACH together so it counts for something? i think so. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather was awesome in the morning. lucky we went early cos it started to pour around 3 in the afternoon. i'm burnt, slightly? hahaha, he promised that we'll go again during my term break! but i'm not sure cos he might back out if he has work. OR, if i ask yingen and gang to go together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;KOHYING AND GANG: u all okay with bren coming with us if we go sentosa right?!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okay. so yep. bren got some part time job at Bakerzin. why do i keep having the feeling that we'll get distant. i hope not. oh welll. lets hope that things dont go that way? first things first. FRENCH TEST ON WEDNESDAY and shopping...NOW~ going fareast:D photos up next! but its in &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;reverse order&lt;/span&gt;:x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDhnGPS3CI/AAAAAAAABmI/aCZCT23XsIY/s1600/27112009271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409071214277876770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDhnGPS3CI/AAAAAAAABmI/aCZCT23XsIY/s320/27112009271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDhmlmNcjI/AAAAAAAABmA/H_NxyLCDSJM/s1600/27112009268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409071205515620914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDhmlmNcjI/AAAAAAAABmA/H_NxyLCDSJM/s320/27112009268.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDhmYTSQKI/AAAAAAAABl4/VYIv_iPxw_8/s1600/27112009267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409071201946583202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDhmYTSQKI/AAAAAAAABl4/VYIv_iPxw_8/s320/27112009267.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDhl--2t6I/AAAAAAAABlw/vpmzWyJwF3Y/s1600/27112009261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409071195150006178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDhl--2t6I/AAAAAAAABlw/vpmzWyJwF3Y/s320/27112009261.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDhlVLbDcI/AAAAAAAABlo/sj5IeHOGO_8/s1600/27112009259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409071183928430018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDhlVLbDcI/AAAAAAAABlo/sj5IeHOGO_8/s320/27112009259.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDglrcDgxI/AAAAAAAABlg/rKRjwi34_pI/s1600/27112009256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409070090392142610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDglrcDgxI/AAAAAAAABlg/rKRjwi34_pI/s320/27112009256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDglOdrGbI/AAAAAAAABlY/Tq1xO8kqg68/s1600/27112009255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409070082614303154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDglOdrGbI/AAAAAAAABlY/Tq1xO8kqg68/s320/27112009255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDgk5ENJwI/AAAAAAAABlQ/Ji9i85rKkM8/s1600/27112009252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409070076870338306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDgk5ENJwI/AAAAAAAABlQ/Ji9i85rKkM8/s320/27112009252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDgkuMcP0I/AAAAAAAABlI/RBJNQ2vcGu8/s1600/27112009244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409070073952091970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDgkuMcP0I/AAAAAAAABlI/RBJNQ2vcGu8/s320/27112009244.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDgkPLZkwI/AAAAAAAABlA/DIKA8medFiI/s1600/27112009243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409070065626223362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDgkPLZkwI/AAAAAAAABlA/DIKA8medFiI/s320/27112009243.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDeup0Fa1I/AAAAAAAABk4/W3YRAld3vfU/s1600/27112009242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409068045551627090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDeup0Fa1I/AAAAAAAABk4/W3YRAld3vfU/s320/27112009242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDeuFFzulI/AAAAAAAABkw/b_bwUVFpjB4/s1600/27112009241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; 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HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409068013420044610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDesyHUYUI/AAAAAAAABkY/kvidz1ruvnQ/s320/27112009238.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDdgWnHjPI/AAAAAAAABkI/bwcd9KX97HQ/s1600/27112009235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409066700367170802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDdgWnHjPI/AAAAAAAABkI/bwcd9KX97HQ/s320/27112009235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDdgIcdbwI/AAAAAAAABkA/7GpqQEt83rk/s1600/27112009233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409066696564371202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDdgIcdbwI/AAAAAAAABkA/7GpqQEt83rk/s320/27112009233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDdfmRkPVI/AAAAAAAABj4/3oqnUcQzviM/s1600/27112009232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409066687391874386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDdfmRkPVI/AAAAAAAABj4/3oqnUcQzviM/s320/27112009232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDdfE0480I/AAAAAAAABjw/WV59K-A773Y/s1600/27112009230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409066678413226818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDdfE0480I/AAAAAAAABjw/WV59K-A773Y/s320/27112009230.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EDITED:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want you to myself, every day, every moment. i know its selfish but i want it that way. i'm insecure, afraid. what if... ... i'm going to penang and japan. u just dont understand, u dont understand why i clinch onto every moment that we can meet.i keep stuffs to myself, things that only i feel. thats whats getting to me these days. i;m sorry. bet u;re regretting it right now. i'm sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-2017747057823124580?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/2017747057823124580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=2017747057823124580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2017747057823124580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2017747057823124580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-more-can-i-ask-for-went-to-sentosa.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SxDhnGPS3CI/AAAAAAAABmI/aCZCT23XsIY/s72-c/27112009271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-6965300279144346574</id><published>2009-11-24T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:09:40.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We need more chalets, camps and outings peeps:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i havent been blogging for sometime cos i was...busy! yay! hahaha. and i was busy with fun stuffs luh. so, heres the shortened version:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;BREN IS FINALLY BACK! hahaha, he brought back the Maldives sand, a bracelet and seashell for me. thanks so much love!:D lazy to upload the pics sooo. yep. haha! sat by the pool side and chatted. missed him so much can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;had classes and then met bren and we went to Bukit Timah market to finish up my FNB individual project. home-ed and completed the proj while bren sat beside me and kept disturbing. haha, then sister was preparing for her BBQ. went down to help her cos mum and dad went for Lasik then i became baby sitter. thank god for bren:D slept damn late, super shagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5.45am cos i had sports club stuff and iguides camp. thought dad wasnt fetching me thats why i woke up early but in the end he fetched me there.LOL. sports club event was. hot and boring. haha, calvin was there and we got to know 2 new friends! after that, i left for I GUIDES camp. awesome shit man. was in the same guild as jacq and kamy. we played water games, mass dance and the i guides dance. LOVE THE DANCEEE!:D super super fun. met so many new friends and our FAs were awesome(: no regrets even though i was damn tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;breakfast, played a super nice game where we all stood in a circle, alternate between guys and girls. 'as we hop to the left, as we hop to the right'~ whee~ knew more ppl. haha(: soooo, we had station games after that and i gotta say that NEON was super awesome and fast in everything! but we didn win the overall i guess. but who cares?! hahaha. i went back early cos dad was there to pick me up. sky sent me and another girl to the bus stop. thanks man. LOL. home-ed, bathed and napped for awhile and then met kevin and all at je inter. went to chalet. super lot of mosquitoes. talked, slacked, drinked and just, enjoyed. haha, enjoyed the company than the area cos it was spoooky~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;left for school. super shagged and everyone said i looked damn pale. ahaha. thats what u get for drinking and sleeping late before a school day. got through the day with the rest. met bren at night, with jour and kenny~:D love gatherings.HAHA. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;relatively long day but it was alright? lessons and all the stuffs. brens at his prom and has chalet till thursday, might so sentosa on FRIDAYYY:D love! okay, marketing test tmr and i havent studied. BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-6965300279144346574?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/6965300279144346574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=6965300279144346574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6965300279144346574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6965300279144346574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-need-more-chalets-camps-and-outings.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-4657674136685394512</id><published>2009-11-17T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T14:57:53.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm currently in fnb lecture. Haha, so happy i can use my phone to surf if school! Thanks to harry from entreprenurship cds!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's pom was boring as usual.Entreprenurship was hilarious as it always was. Haha! I'm starting to feel that i had chose the right cds(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still miss bren. Taking out my phone to check my sms has been such a habit i cant seem to shake out of since he flew. Oh well, back to lecture on Tranfat!(:s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-4657674136685394512?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/4657674136685394512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=4657674136685394512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4657674136685394512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4657674136685394512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-currently-in-fnb-lecture.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-2461172177506007082</id><published>2009-11-15T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:22:52.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i miss my petite ami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its day 2 without bren. i miss him! omg, thank god for facebook! haha! long conversations we're haing thru comments:x at least someone's having fun(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today was quite productive. but i have not looked through the commsk formats.DIE. i will go. in a few moments! no ones home, they abandoned me! watched 2012, AGAIN. tsk. okay. i am gonna go back to facebook. bye guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 more days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-2461172177506007082?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/2461172177506007082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=2461172177506007082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2461172177506007082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2461172177506007082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-my-petite-ami-its-day-2-without.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-4965275989219981336</id><published>2009-11-14T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:39:33.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;may the days past as fast as possible till bren comes back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HELLO. i am sad. cos my boyfriend is on the plane to MALDIVES now:/ MISS HIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to go back to school today for i guides orientation and then POM make up lecture. super tired. dad came to pick me up after that and we went to East Coast to have seafood buffet with relatives(: super full and the food was great! then we went cycling. haha, me, ben and my uncle cycled the full length. TIRED. shall rollerblade the next time i guess.saw Mia from SI at ECP too. so many tattoos!0.o okay. haha, then we went to Mac and as usual. cos there was so many ppl, dad bought... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sv6iAJjVjuI/AAAAAAAABiw/OgQruBuBQbE/s1600-h/14112009191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403934726339006178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sv6iAJjVjuI/AAAAAAAABiw/OgQruBuBQbE/s320/14112009191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sv6iASRQ7PI/AAAAAAAABi4/vjB7azeigKk/s1600-h/14112009192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403934728679124210" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sv6iASRQ7PI/AAAAAAAABi4/vjB7azeigKk/s320/14112009192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; they are Large btw.:c&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super super sinful. tsk. talked talked and then we went home.LOL. i was super tired so didn go down to aunts shop for dinner. took 985 instead to Lot 1 to collect our rings(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sv6iBNtU75I/AAAAAAAABjI/WIvvP9ebO50/s1600-h/14112009194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403934744634519442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sv6iBNtU75I/AAAAAAAABjI/WIvvP9ebO50/s320/14112009194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sv6iAouR38I/AAAAAAAABjA/bxx35gKXKGc/s1600-h/14112009193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403934734706401218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sv6iAouR38I/AAAAAAAABjA/bxx35gKXKGc/s320/14112009193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camera kinda suck so yeah. but i love, love love the ring(: love my boyfriend even more!teehee! :D home now. gonna study:&lt;br /&gt;1) French&lt;br /&gt;2)Communication Skills&lt;br /&gt;3)Research on Cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;4) Entreprenurship Survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do! and i wanna read my CLEO maggg! SIGH. *tummy rumbles* okay. dinner and then work(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5 more days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-4965275989219981336?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/4965275989219981336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=4965275989219981336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4965275989219981336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4965275989219981336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/11/may-days-past-as-fast-as-possible-till.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sv6iAJjVjuI/AAAAAAAABiw/OgQruBuBQbE/s72-c/14112009191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-5110677884476728103</id><published>2009-11-12T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:17:01.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Je t'aime moi petite ami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;whooo, starting to love wednesdays cosssss, IT STARTS WITH FRENCH LESSONS. wheee~ hahaha. okay. so met up with ben, jacq, jianhan and andrew after our cds tutorials. went Bistro Walk and ate Chicken Bolongese:D nice nice. chatted, laughed and thennnnnn, went to SU Lounge to play pool, but cos there wasnt any tables, we played taboo. ma and jacq VS ben and andrew. jianhan was refree.LOL. super super funny.LOL, i couldnt get the word: Singapore Girl..TWICE! haha. then andrew got a challenger in pool and they played for a few moments before we left for Macro. tutorials today was not too bad(: guess everyone was in a goood mood!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met bren after school at Lot 1. ate kobanyashi and then got our rings(: BEST THING WAS, i dropped my ring and it CLANGED on the floor and rolled several times:x spastic! walked around a little and i bought this super cute toy that vibrates. like, u pull the string and it shakes? hahaha, a cross between a giraffe and a reindeer.cute(: bren sent me home and we watched EuroTrip on his ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i went to batok's temple dinner. saw childhood friends again. miss and love, love them! we have known each other since like, when we were born? so we're really close(: okay. super tired now. gonna sleep. macro and Marketing tmr! lecture!:D wheees~ bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s MY BIRTHDAY FALLS ON THE SWISS NATIONAL DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au revoir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-5110677884476728103?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/5110677884476728103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=5110677884476728103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5110677884476728103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5110677884476728103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/11/je-taime-moi-petite-ami.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-4519881859422756858</id><published>2009-11-09T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:51:55.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;old songs bring back old memories(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today we started school at 9 am(as usual). sooo, 3 hours of commsk2 was the killer. and then headed off with michelle and christine to meet zhenyi and did some project. talked bout so many things and observed the people around us. FUNNY ARH the 3 of you(: hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, it was Marketing. Gevin Png's lessons are always interesting. i like the way he teaches as he encourages us to participate and then gives us compliments. haha. SOOO, the rest left, leaving me with ben,dyor,calvin and ky. went to bizpark to slack and then met some of ky's friends, saw lucas and we chatted bout some badminton stuffs(: after that, calvin headed off to Public Speaking while me, ben and dyor went to play pool at the Lounge. won 2, ben lost 1. hahaha. after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRENCHHHH!!! ben kept drawing on my book== hahaha, then like, super funny lah his drawing. oh well. home after that.on the train home, some weird old man wearing a santa hat went around taking photos with the train. like. WTH?!?! hahaha, but in a way, cute(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i feel a little unwell. must be the weather these days. i cannot afford to fall sick!!!! gotta go rest now. goodnight world(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-4519881859422756858?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/4519881859422756858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=4519881859422756858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4519881859422756858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4519881859422756858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/11/old-songs-bring-back-old-memories-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-3803074112484743306</id><published>2009-11-08T19:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:36:13.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Promise Of The Wolves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i just completed reading this book, borrowed from jimmy(thanks man):D the genre is not what i am usually accustomed with, but nevertheless, i got caught up with it and it was a great read(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think bren knocked my head cos it feels like theres a balakuT.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo, stayed at home today cos brendan bailed on me:x hahaha, just kidding! mum ordered MAC for dinner. TSK, felt so disgusted so i ate a little only(: gonna become vegeterian soon. hahahaha!i realised i havent put up many pics of me and my new hair? so heres some recent ones:D short post today cos there isnt really much things to say. hmmm, commsk and Principles of Marketing for Hospitality and Tourism tmr and then! french! wheee~ . long day, especially 3 hours of commsk2. it is seriously a waste of time cos we dont do much. oh well! time to get ready for a new week of school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Svam4yPHSiI/AAAAAAAABio/-nGidC5aacU/s1600-h/31102009173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401688297565538850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Svam4yPHSiI/AAAAAAAABio/-nGidC5aacU/s320/31102009173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Svam4ixZCgI/AAAAAAAABig/G_wGte0BuEo/s1600-h/06112009179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401688293414341122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Svam4ixZCgI/AAAAAAAABig/G_wGte0BuEo/s320/06112009179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;you dont know but the things you forget sometimes make me think u dont really bother to remember anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-3803074112484743306?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/3803074112484743306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=3803074112484743306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3803074112484743306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3803074112484743306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/11/promise-of-wolves-i-just-completed.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Svam4yPHSiI/AAAAAAAABio/-nGidC5aacU/s72-c/31102009173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1031904883213010108</id><published>2009-11-07T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:49:48.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;why cant we be friends~ why cant we be friends~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUCAS:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so today was a short day in school, thank god. and ITS FRIDAY! so met up with bren at cityhall interchange. alighted at somerset and went to Orchard Central:D walk walk then we kinda got bored so we walked to ION. shop shop and i bought a pair of leggings frm Uni Qlo:D happy happy. i love to shop with bren! hahahaha. its been AGES since we went out together.now that his o's is over, itssss PARTY TIME(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, we got bored again and walked over to SHAW. watch MJ's This Is It, and turns out to be not as bad as expected(: long live the king! haha! sooo, and then we went to Far East Plaza, where i saw Melvin frm fhss. when i waved to him, he kinda stunned for like 3 seconds before saying hi== LOL. walk walk walk. saw a few stuffs i wanna buy BUT, save save save! SO, we walked to cine and ate dinner. after that, headed to takashimaya to walk around but it was kinda boring so instead, we sat outside and people watched(: love love you b!:D bren sent me home and we sat by the poolside chatting. he homed at around 11 plus and here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schools getting better now i guess. just read my previous posts and found that i really WAS emo back then. HAHA, its okay, i shall forget about it all. maybe i should start afresh and not let immature stuffs ruin my days. i regret wasting my past few days being emo, but its okay. i have learnt to be stronger. and i have bren and my family, and my great friends like my dear bestfwens like kohying and all, jacq and the rest. no point letting it get to me. i shall prove myself more mature than that(: hopefully everything goes back to normal soon? its a SATURDAY!!! nothing else can go wrong i guess? just live, breathe, let it go(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-1031904883213010108?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1031904883213010108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1031904883213010108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1031904883213010108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1031904883213010108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-cant-we-be-friends-why-cant-we-be.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-8231139000460156904</id><published>2009-11-04T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:44:42.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;je suis francais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the most beautiful language ever. french. no regrets taking it up as cds(: came to school fos french tutorials and then met up with ben and jacq for lunch at Bistro Walk. yummy~ after that, we went to lounge to complete our tutorial assignments and then played pool with some other peeps that we didn know. won, won won:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was almost late for macro tutorial, tutor was a boring but i think quite okay person. hmm, have POM and then homed with jacq(: gonna meet bren for awhile later. tomorrow's his second last paper. cant wait so we can go out again:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i have decided to be a magnanimous person and ignore it.  i thank the heavens that i have my loved ones around me and though i might have lost my original self these few days, i promise that i will be back soon. the noisy, cheerful and energetic me(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-8231139000460156904?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/8231139000460156904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=8231139000460156904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8231139000460156904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8231139000460156904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/11/je-suis-francais.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1961175237061309641</id><published>2009-11-02T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:59:37.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;i love fireflies! whee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;its nice to reunite with old friends(: so, had school today and ended at 7 cos of French Lecture. too bad cedric wasnt the lecturer today. raylene was disappointed:x before that, went to SU lounge to slack with ameer, ben,calvin,dyor and ky. we were so bored that we started playing with coins. LOL, and DYOR was the best, kept missing:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, bout the KOTA TINGGI trip. it was okay i guess. only highlights of the day were the ostrish farm and the fireflies. lol, i didn dare try the ostrish satay. ostriches are GAME MEAT! whee, f&amp;amp;b in malaysia.LOL, the fireflies was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sont u guys think that fireflies are like the most magical creatures of all? haha, i mean. they light up the darkest nights and its damn awesome:D so, projects are coming up now. even though its the begining but i feel damn exhausted already? oh well. hate, hate school. no boyfriend to accompany cos he has another commitment:/ oh well,back to F&amp;amp;B. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4953919983969959824-1961175237061309641?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1961175237061309641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1961175237061309641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1961175237061309641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1961175237061309641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-fireflies-whee-its-nice-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-5046790977375453216</id><published>2009-10-28T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:36:01.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;life, is seriously fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, hate school, especially this sem.&lt;br /&gt;i, hate lessons, especially this sem.&lt;br /&gt;i, hate some stuffs, especially this sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YINGEN&lt;br /&gt;I MISS/NEED BREN&lt;br /&gt;I MISS KEVIN&lt;br /&gt;I MISS DARYL&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ESTHERTAN&lt;br /&gt;I MISS BEECHIN&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ROYSTON&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ESTHER LAM&lt;br /&gt;I MISS DEANNA&lt;br /&gt;I MISS AZHARI&lt;br /&gt;I MISS GLENN&lt;br /&gt;I MISS RYAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ALL MY SEC SCHOOL FRIENDS.fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant there be like some time machine or something that can turn back time, over and over again. i wouldnt mind doing my o'levels over and over again. where the good times were, where we were all huggable friends and love each other like siao. HAHA. whatever, at least they didn make me feel invisible and only care for their own stuffd or what shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is like in, a mess everything just feels wrong, seems wrong and goes wrong. WHY. i cant wait for next sem, when we are in Year 2. please, let time pass faster.i hate school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-5046790977375453216?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/5046790977375453216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=5046790977375453216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5046790977375453216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5046790977375453216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-seriously-fucked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-5986311297324026050</id><published>2009-10-27T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:52:59.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;sometimes we just feel outta place, invisible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;super, super tired i dunno why. i super miss kohying. seems like ages since we met up luh. SIGH.meet up pl0x:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo, we had 2 lectures today. POM, which i thought the lecturer was totally out of point. thank god he isnt our tutor. slacked with the gang and all, jacq, tiff, ben,darren,cal,jh,ameer and ky all the way as usual. went to the library and played Wheel of Fortune and Pictionary? the guys are full of super underhand methods and are sore losers, i swear.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh laugh then went for F&amp;amp;B lecture, where we saw video on how chickens, ducks and cows were slaughtered for US TO CONSUME.omg, its damn cruel the way the farm workers treat the animals. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8IWN8UGDyC0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8IWN8UGDyC0&lt;/a&gt;- if u wanna watch. its effing cruel. i feel... disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, then bused and trained home. passed bren his curve rule♥ gotta sleep now, french, POM, and Macro tutorials tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; bonsoir!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-5986311297324026050?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/5986311297324026050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=5986311297324026050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5986311297324026050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5986311297324026050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-we-just-feel-outta-place.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-4679699326543073648</id><published>2009-10-24T14:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T14:18:44.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;your world, is my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up uber early today, around 9AM and went down with sis to swim. srprisingly, this time i really went into the water.LOL. swim swim swim and then the water got too cold. went up and tanned:D super tired. the suns good in the morning leh! haha, miss swimming with bren,i wonder when we're gonna swim again:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, i was lying on this tanning bed and then theres this pervetic man who keeps looking at me and smiling. i was like, WTH, rolled my eyes at him and continued tanning. and then. when me and my sis were about to leave, he GOT UP AND FOLLOWED US. i noticed that he was following us so i stopped, turned around. and he asked ' may i know your name?' i was like, "NO!" freaking perverts.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i love the sun today, i leveled up in Cafe World:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's weird sometimes, some people. or rather someone... is weird.HAHA. i guess tiffany and jacq will know who i'm talking about? everythings damn weird so.... whatever i guess? oh well. next weeks gonna be hell. i'm gonna trim my hair later, airport to fetch dad. BYEEE~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-4679699326543073648?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/4679699326543073648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=4679699326543073648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4679699326543073648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4679699326543073648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-world-is-my-world.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-5702958543086465491</id><published>2009-10-22T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T22:11:25.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;pretending, just pretending...BONJOUR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;school's a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;drag.TSK. i end at...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4PM on MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;7PM on TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;6PM on WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;1PM on THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;6PM on FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a sad timetable huh?LOL, oh well. but i guess i'm still better off than those who end at 8 or 9? thursdays are left free so that i have some time to do my own stuffs:D its not even a weeek and the projects are already piling in. SIGH. what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o's are coming for so many of my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bren, kevin,royston,junhwee,huishan. all the best to ur o's!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;signing off now. tired. au revoir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-5702958543086465491?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/5702958543086465491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=5702958543086465491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5702958543086465491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5702958543086465491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/pretending-just-pretending.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-570797674127368690</id><published>2009-10-19T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:01:32.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;first day back at school: weather is bloody hot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess theres not much free time for me with the new timetable. i end at effing 4pm on monday, 7pm on tues, 6pm on weds, 1pm on thurs and 6 again on friday.SIGH. but at least theres thurs to meet up with bren:D i'm quite worried that we wont have time to go out. but i hope that we do:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo, first day back at school. weather was horribly warm. and then we had commsk2. way to start the week huh. as if it wasnt bad enough, it was for 3 hours! tutor was alright though(: then we had to queue up for the 2nd cds. SO MANY PPL. hate, hate it. but at least i got to get into french! BUT&lt; i'm a loner in the class lah can.SIGH. sad sad sad. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiseng's gonna join me for my entreprenurship cds tmjr. i think can? hope can luh, at least there'll be someone i know(: okie. i'm uber tired today so i'm gonna crash and get up early for school tmr. au revoir~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-570797674127368690?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/570797674127368690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=570797674127368690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/570797674127368690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/570797674127368690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-day-back-at-school-weather-is.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-243159449221087752</id><published>2009-10-18T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:36:51.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 9MONTHSARY BABY!!!!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;YES, it has been 9  months with my boy whether u believe it anot, but i'm still loving it(: i'm quite worried cos school's gonna start.....TOMORROW and my schedule's gonna be tight. oh well. i guess its the weekends okay b?:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DOES TIME PASS SO FAST. it feel like 2 days ago when the hols just started.TSK. meeting theose with 1 cds tmr to go look for our course manager and do all the shitty stuffs like getting our second cds. why cant they do it for us already?!?! to top it off, we have a effing 3 HOUR COMMUNICATION SKILLS 2!!!!!!!!! what a great way to start the sem huh.LOL. alrighty, gotta go get some sleep. getting serious droopy eyebags.BYEEEEE and cya everyone in school tmr(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-243159449221087752?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/243159449221087752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=243159449221087752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/243159449221087752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/243159449221087752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-9monthsary-babyd-yes-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-8290278140758470077</id><published>2009-10-17T13:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:16:17.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i TOTALLY FORGOTTEN TO MENTION THAT I SAW &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MAE STA MARIA&lt;/span&gt; FROM SG IDOL IN FAR EAST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okay, bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-8290278140758470077?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/8290278140758470077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=8290278140758470077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8290278140758470077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8290278140758470077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-totally-forgotten-to-mention-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-4411569579333222367</id><published>2009-10-16T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:56:49.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;eh, eh, nothing else i can say~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StiG1pcckcI/AAAAAAAABiI/jNCoQ3jRpHM/s1600-h/DSC04283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393208809992524226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StiG1pcckcI/AAAAAAAABiI/jNCoQ3jRpHM/s320/DSC04283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StiG1A_roCI/AAAAAAAABiA/lJ-UNpyjbKg/s1600-h/DSC04282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393208799134457890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StiG1A_roCI/AAAAAAAABiA/lJ-UNpyjbKg/s320/DSC04282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StiG0oHBLQI/AAAAAAAABh4/4iXxR2a9CHQ/s1600-h/DSC04261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393208792454343938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StiG0oHBLQI/AAAAAAAABh4/4iXxR2a9CHQ/s320/DSC04261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StiG0HvigsI/AAAAAAAABhw/9YaJjGfsSwY/s1600-h/DSC04258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393208783765930690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StiG0HvigsI/AAAAAAAABhw/9YaJjGfsSwY/s320/DSC04258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StiGzoy5xFI/AAAAAAAABho/0vnDCyknnVI/s1600-h/DSC04256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393208775458538578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StiGzoy5xFI/AAAAAAAABho/0vnDCyknnVI/s320/DSC04256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics overdue, from the sentosa trip with christine on thursday(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today is a rather, weird day. so to speak. so went shopping with mum at far east. bought 2 shorts and 2 sandals:x  after that, mum dropped me and sis at westmall. we went to fetch my brother and then back to westmall for dinner. while we were walking towards westmall, u know the area where theres always those sales people walking around and trying to get u to sign up for some shit stuff? yeah, one of them asked me if my brother and sister were my kids== MY KIDS?! do i look that bloody old? TSK, so annoyed luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had mac for lunch and just nice bren was studying there so saw him for abit:D love love love~&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, we took cab home, and the cab driver thought i was MALAY! WTHHHHH! somethings wrong with everyone soince i cut my hair.HAHAHAHA. okay. i'm happy cos i have shorts and new shoes. but i dont have tops! oh well, sat andd sunday, i hope hope:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-4411569579333222367?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/4411569579333222367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=4411569579333222367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4411569579333222367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4411569579333222367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/eh-eh-nothing-else-i-can-say-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StiG1pcckcI/AAAAAAAABiI/jNCoQ3jRpHM/s72-c/DSC04283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-2395294062026266069</id><published>2009-10-15T00:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T00:37:45.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;AWESOME AWESOME AWESOME:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bbScMGvSD00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bbScMGvSD00&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;man, u all should really watch this cos its damn cool:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-2395294062026266069?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/2395294062026266069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=2395294062026266069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2395294062026266069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2395294062026266069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/awesome-awesome-awesome-omg-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1262159358054533862</id><published>2009-10-12T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:38:09.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;long hairs are boring, short hairs are interesting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sooo, i clearly remember this line when me and waiseng were in the hair salon 1 year ago, deciding on our hair colour. he told me this and i remembered it till now, till the day(yesterday) where i chopped my hair:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meaningless days are almost over. and in a few days time, or rather, in 6 days time, the new semester starts again. sighhh. the FREAKING timetable isnt out! i'm so anxious to find out if i gotten the CDS of my choice. TSK AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brens studying at mac, yingen's at her bmt chalet( which she called and told me something totally unexpected) and everyone at home is studying, cept for me and my mum. SIGH. gotta think of new styles to suit my new hair huh.HAHA. okay, bored to the bone, pimping up my farmville:D PLEASE SEND ME ANIMALS. hahahahaa. okay now, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-1262159358054533862?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1262159358054533862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1262159358054533862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1262159358054533862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1262159358054533862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/long-hairs-are-boring-short-hairs-are.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1383957780915570797</id><published>2009-10-11T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T17:33:39.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;finally found the courage to chop off my long hair!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StGlCVJ5kDI/AAAAAAAABhg/DSqrM8CQYSY/s1600-h/11102009172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391271688396181554" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StGlCVJ5kDI/AAAAAAAABhg/DSqrM8CQYSY/s320/11102009172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, now my hair looks like this. dun ask me why i didn put my face up. HAHA, was really nervous bout the whole thing. thank god it turned out alright:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, texted many people and asked them for their opinions on msn. LOLs. most of them told me to go ahead and try. sooo, after procrastinating for so long, i went this morning and got it chopped off! :D now, i'm happy and washing my hair seems so easy. hahaha, sooo, home now and bored. met socks in the afternoon just now and he ABSOLUTELY LOVED my new hair, or so i think luh. he's better not be lying to me. oh well, back to Facebook. tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-1383957780915570797?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1383957780915570797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1383957780915570797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1383957780915570797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1383957780915570797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/finally-found-courage-to-chop-off-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/StGlCVJ5kDI/AAAAAAAABhg/DSqrM8CQYSY/s72-c/11102009172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-7406606669699660138</id><published>2009-10-10T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T00:43:23.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;dont tell me what to do cos I AM SO SICK OF ALL THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;teehee, just felt like saying that! prolly its because of all the lying around having nothing to do among other things.and people keep telling me to do this and that!i need smth to do.TSK. i am gonna cut my hair. concave, but keeping my hair length in the front, anyone can picture that? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo, today mum took us to Sakae Sushi and then went to order my contact lenses, i need new glasses! so on the shuttle bus to westmall, i kept thinking how nice it would be if i was still in Fuhua. seriously. i really wouldnt mind studying again cos its fun in secondary school. SIGH. if only we could all turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. gonna tan like mad for the next few days cos i want a nice tan:D byeeeeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-7406606669699660138?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/7406606669699660138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=7406606669699660138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7406606669699660138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7406606669699660138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-tell-me-what-to-do-cos-i-am-so.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-7713411843527829176</id><published>2009-10-08T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:36:00.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;TANNING THESE DAYS?NOT MUCH I'D SAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Ss3bdGQYUEI/AAAAAAAABhQ/DYZhP-pDwsA/s1600-h/06102009165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390205621974356034" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Ss3bdGQYUEI/AAAAAAAABhQ/DYZhP-pDwsA/s320/06102009165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Ss3bcklz7nI/AAAAAAAABhI/amdGFRT8U9Y/s1600-h/06102009164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390205612937440882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Ss3bcklz7nI/AAAAAAAABhI/amdGFRT8U9Y/s320/06102009164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Ss3bcLX6e_I/AAAAAAAABhA/CIdtKv4yNAE/s1600-h/06102009155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390205606168263666" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Ss3bcLX6e_I/AAAAAAAABhA/CIdtKv4yNAE/s320/06102009155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Ss3bbSSQseI/AAAAAAAABg4/wnC6ThJJB3k/s1600-h/P031009_22.23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390205590843732450" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Ss3bbSSQseI/AAAAAAAABg4/wnC6ThJJB3k/s320/P031009_22.23.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Ss3bax0jVrI/AAAAAAAABgw/HGFdY_jUbQo/s1600-h/P031009_22.06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390205582129190578" style="WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Ss3bax0jVrI/AAAAAAAABgw/HGFdY_jUbQo/s320/P031009_22.06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;soo, the pics here pretty much wrapped up what was most of my last week. during Mid Autumn festival, dad brought us to Chinese Garden, played candles and stuff. of course, cam whored a little with my brother and sister. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to Sentosa with kohying on tuesday. sadly to say, the weather was a LETDOWN. i guess the weather aint gonna be good these few days cos its the end of the year. BUT I REALLY DO WANNA GET A TAN BEFORE SCHOOL REOPENS! i think either i'll head down there by myself(cos kohying's not free) or i'll just make do with my house's swimming pool? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;theres currently no incentive to blog these days. just, tired from not doing anything i guess. SIGH. i really dun want school to start cos its gonna be filled with loads of homework again.TSK. oh well. bye peeps:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-7713411843527829176?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/7713411843527829176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=7713411843527829176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7713411843527829176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7713411843527829176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/tanning-these-daysnot-much-id-say.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Ss3bdGQYUEI/AAAAAAAABhQ/DYZhP-pDwsA/s72-c/06102009165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-4267414665919330585</id><published>2009-10-05T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T22:27:04.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;woweeeeeeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;dad and mum came back today. now i know that it is really tiring to bring the kids to school:xwoke up at 6am today to bring sis down to take a cab to school. stood for like 20 mins and there wasnt any cab! got desperate and called one. tsk. its practically impossible to get a cab at that time of the day. cabbed her back and then, total cab fare was like $16.80?! TSK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home to sleep. but couldnt really sleep well cos brother was annoying, and then he had nosebleed. sigh, so poor thing lor he, always got nosebleed.sooo, woke up and then brought him to westmall for lunch and then bus-ed him to school.home-ed after that. mum and dad came back shortly and then me and dad went to gym. dads running pattern is EFFING HILARIOUS. hahaha!! laughed my ass off:x westmall after that to get some groceries and dinner andthen home:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, downloading the episodes of the drama i'm watching and it takes DAMN long! ugh, hate youku:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-4267414665919330585?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/4267414665919330585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=4267414665919330585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4267414665919330585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4267414665919330585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/woweeeeeeee-dad-and-mum-came-back-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-7522777341097196932</id><published>2009-10-04T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:04:45.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;babysitting for the day, and night, and the next morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mum and dad went to penang for a wedding dinner today till tomorrow, leaving me with the kids== haha, not too bad actually, cos we had some kinda freedom. gott cab them to school tomorrow.TSK, what privilleged kids eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was Mid-Autumn Festical so dad and mum brought us to Chinese Garden to play with the lanterns and stuff. i havent been there before until yesterday, which is really weird considering the fact that my sec school was near the garden. nevertheless, beautiful(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm kinda hooked onto 90210 these days, watching it late into the night. however, i cant do this tonight as i have to wake up early to cab my sis to school and then cab home== oh well, after that, gotta take my brother out for lunch and then bring him to school.ugh, probably gym tomorrow cos me and koh ying are gonna TAN TAN TAN TAN on tuesday:D cant wait.HAHA, alrighty, bye peeps, gonna talk to socks(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-7522777341097196932?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/7522777341097196932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-3271641162479976282</id><published>2009-10-03T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T18:00:03.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tears, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why do i seem to be shedding them so often these days&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/4953919983969959824-3271641162479976282?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/3271641162479976282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=3271641162479976282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3271641162479976282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3271641162479976282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/10/tears-why-do-i-seem-to-be-shedding-them.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-600752471414658041</id><published>2009-09-30T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:30:00.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SsNoZcavxyI/AAAAAAAABgo/NKt0NqYr56s/s1600-h/30092009131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SsNoZcavxyI/AAAAAAAABgo/NKt0NqYr56s/s320/30092009131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;boom boom pow wednesday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so i'm watching hadi mirza being a extra on Singapore Idol. not criticising him or what, but i really think that he's just an extra in this season of Singapore Idol. TSK. waste of his time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;reading reports on Typhoons in Phillipines and Vietnam, hope that dad is alright in Vietnam though. Strong waves and earthquakes. whats the world coming to? the weather is so effing warm and its raining like crazy in other countries?! is it really the end? pfft, hope that it'll all end soon cos its really scary, the number of people dying and homes destroyed:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so this picture above is one i took of socks abusing me! okay,i was kidding.HAHA. we got into a tussle and then he accidentally scratched me. was painful when it touched water:/ mum's uber happy today, well, actually, my family and weixuan's family are:DD not saying why here!:x so mum saw the uber, HUGE plaster i stuck on my SMALL scratch and asked me what happened. SO,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;i said : "brendan accidentally scratched me cos we were fighting'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;she said: " hor! why litat! pass me the phone, i wanna talk to him!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!funny anot ah?LOL, okay luh. told socks and he was scared shit but he didn know that mum was kidding.hahaha. soo, i think i'm not heading to ed's chalet tmr cos theres no one except cheryl and chengyong that i know there and it will be kinda weird:/ so so so, yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i mentioned i love wednesday! HAHA,cos cos cos, i can meet socks and then theres lots of shows to watch like, S'pore Idol, America's Got Talent and Moment of Truth. yay! chocolate ice cream is good~ wheeeee. okay, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-600752471414658041?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/600752471414658041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=600752471414658041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/600752471414658041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/600752471414658041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/boom-boom-pow-wednesday-so-im-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SsNoZcavxyI/AAAAAAAABgo/NKt0NqYr56s/s72-c/30092009131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1173659063510028021</id><published>2009-09-29T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:33:53.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;the dream wedding. the freaking hot weather.what else? MALDIVES.&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(yingen, is that you screaming?:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I EFFING&amp;nbsp;WANNA GO MALDIVES. WITH YINGEN SOCKS AND THE CLIQUE! omg. socks is going MALDIVES and i'm SO EFFING JEALOUS. LOL. KILL ME PLEASE. watched the Fann Wong and Christopher Lee's Wedding today. i have to say that they're like, the dream couple lah can. effingly jealous cos they are effing rich, effing perfect, they effing went to MALDIVES and had a effing PERFECT WEDDING. tsk. i want that! but its like, impossible. SIGH. happily ever afters. haha.&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I EFFING SWEAR I WANNA GO TO MALDIVES FOR MY HONEYMOON!&lt;/span&gt;(p.s socks, u better be reading this:x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to the gym today and ran.kinda got scammed waiting outside my aunts door thinking that she was home cos my mum asked me to go over and get some NTUC stuffs. so i rang the doorbell, thought that someone shouted " LAI LE!" and stood there like a kuku and waited for like 10 mins before mum called to tell me that aunt wasnt home== oh well, trudged back home and showered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched tv shows and now gonna watch The House Bunny on the net later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;i feel kinda....sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-1173659063510028021?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1173659063510028021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1173659063510028021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1173659063510028021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1173659063510028021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/dream-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-2820246800941659288</id><published>2009-09-27T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:50:39.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: x-large;"&gt;A day at Ameer's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;met up with the gang at Aljunied. only me, tiff, jacq,darren,calvin,ky and jianhan was there. ben stepped on a stone fish== hahaha, get well soon ben(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we all reached Aljunied, we went off in search for gifts as we didn wanna go in empty handed.while we were &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt; for tiff to buy place her bets at Singapore Pools, JACQ FAINTED! omg, it was damn scary. she just said she felt like fainting and then fell ON THE SPOT. omg. then the rest went to buy her water and medicated oil. scared the hell outta me.hahaha, then we cabbed to Ameers house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEER, YOUR HOUSE IS FREAKING AWESOME! haha, it has a very homey and cosy feel and its 3 story high. theres even a swing! omg, damn jealous now. tsk.so we cam whored and played cards. ameer's mum cooked curry and it was awesome(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of all this, something kinda came up with me and socks.but he came to find me just now so it was all okay now, i guess. &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;oh well, back to the boring old days again. eddy's chalet on thursday. i think i'm gonna pop down and then go back soon after. afterall, i dont really know the people there. and then theres the bbq on friday. gotta book it tmr. gym gym gym tomorrow. hopefully the sun is good so i can get some tanning in(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-2820246800941659288?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/2820246800941659288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=2820246800941659288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2820246800941659288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2820246800941659288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/tsk-showing-off-his-medals.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sr9-GYWXy7I/AAAAAAAABfA/48GgEi-nsHo/s72-c/DSC04188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-4717401416835585700</id><published>2009-09-26T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:48:11.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sr2klRFfolI/AAAAAAAABeg/OAtz9XKrvpc/s1600-h/9934_145679705685_534370685_3267447_5782946_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sr2klRFfolI/AAAAAAAABeg/OAtz9XKrvpc/s400/9934_145679705685_534370685_3267447_5782946_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sr2knr980TI/AAAAAAAABeo/zbewCffRVjM/s1600-h/9934_145679780685_534370685_3267456_4054832_s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sr2knr980TI/AAAAAAAABeo/zbewCffRVjM/s320/9934_145679780685_534370685_3267456_4054832_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;meetups!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;met up with marcus, jiao, liangxun and ziya to have a little gathering. haha. we went to sakae sushi to have the buffet and then watched time travellers wife at Cathay. marcus had to leave early(that idiot.LOL)&amp;nbsp; The TIme Travellers wife is a awesome movie i must say. kinda sad but then, its great! but the tix cost freakin 10bucks and now i'm brokeT.T had some time to kill so we slacked around cathay, jiao and liangxun went for ben and jerrys and we sat there and crapped:D hahaha, meet ups are great. with the catching up and all. planning to have a bbq at my place this friday night. see how it goes:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;meeting cousy aloysius at coffeebean today. says he has smth to say? maybe theres something on his mind i guess. lols. oh well. might go tanning!:D cyaalll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/4953919983969959824-4717401416835585700?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/4717401416835585700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=4717401416835585700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4717401416835585700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4717401416835585700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/meetups-met-up-with-marcus-jiao-liangun.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sr2klRFfolI/AAAAAAAABeg/OAtz9XKrvpc/s72-c/9934_145679705685_534370685_3267447_5782946_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-981971844807149944</id><published>2009-09-24T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:46:45.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;finally a successful trip to the gym!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;so i finally headed to the gym today. ran for 30 mins before cooling down. not bad for a start(i think) since i haven ran in like, 8 months?LOL. was running when i saw jourdan's dad. like, OMG can? cos i was running in my sports bra. TSK. super super embarassing.LOL. dun wanna think about it now. sooo, tomorrow i'm meeting up with SAPS gang. long time since i met some of them. oooh, sakae buffet:D but all my running would go to waste:/ HOW! ugh. but its really nice( the buffet i mean). HAHA. might have outing with 1k04 too. SENTOSAAAA!~~ hahaha.I MISS YINGENNNNNNN. alrighty. bored with nothing to do. gotta go paint my nails:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;hello, i know u read my blog:D will things return to normal between us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;i hope !(:so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;that gave me closure:D&amp;nbsp;clarifications are always good. well,&amp;nbsp;go liverpool! HAH!:x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-981971844807149944?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/981971844807149944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=981971844807149944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/981971844807149944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/981971844807149944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-successful-trip-to-gym-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-6823476075030979783</id><published>2009-09-22T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:40:02.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;most horrible facial experience ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so&amp;nbsp; mum brought me to some new facial place today. was quite optimistic about it, thinking that since itsa new place and all. walked into the shop and immediately my mood kinda dropped. no idea why, but the place just didn make me feel good. went to change and all and there was the usual procedure: wash, scrub and then steam. at first, the poking and prodding at my white heads on my face was alright. but when it came to my nose, i just couldn't stand it. the stupid facial lady was really irritating. i felt like sneezing so i jerked my head away and she'll push my head back. and the way she squeezed my pimples. was. ruthless. i kept tearing. seriously. she didn have empathy i guess. HAHA( hospitality and tourism:x) cos she kept going on till i really couldnt take it and asked her to stop. and she was damn cocky. no idea why but i really hated that place. no way i was ever going back. shall ask mum to bring me back to the previous place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, my face is disfigured and it'll take several days to heal( sucks to be me). after i came home, decided to go down to the gym but the treadmills and all were occupied. well, fml. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;socks is sick so i'm heading over to find him. food poisoning and all. poor thing. sigh. things arent really looking on the bright side now. oh well, time for some online drama:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-6823476075030979783?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/6823476075030979783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=6823476075030979783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6823476075030979783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6823476075030979783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/most-horrible-facial-experience-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1308604574592811230</id><published>2009-09-21T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:15:47.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;eye bags that would put all pandas to shame.LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, not a great day i would say. slept at 4am in the morning and got rudely awaken by my family mambers(as usual) with the huge din and all. woke up at around 11plus. normal routine, i went to check FB and then all the games i was playing on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to grandma's for dinner just now, boring, as usual.then dad stopped at westmall and we went to get ba kwa and ice cream. awesome:D probably the highlight of the day.LOL. oh well facial and gym(if i can wake up early) tomorrow. toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets move on&lt;br /&gt;lets move on&lt;br /&gt;lets move on&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-1308604574592811230?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1308604574592811230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1308604574592811230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1308604574592811230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1308604574592811230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/eye-bags-that-would-put-all-pandas-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-2607594591919500946</id><published>2009-09-21T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:56:12.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;why aint i having late night shopping in malacca?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i said that i was heading to Malacca and BY RIGHT, i should be having loads of loots.HOWEVER, dad decided to cancel it last min, and he totally cheated my feeling lah can. TSK. super disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today the whole family went out except for me cos i was lazing around in bed. they went to goats farm, fish frm and blah blah blah. i on the other hand, slouched around at home and had some special treat*hint* :D so then, they came home and we went to Jurong Point.AGAIN. like seriously sick of IMM, Loy 1, Westmall, Jurong Point and Tampines. sigh~ why is singapore so darned small?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad rent to ROyal Sporting House to get some sportswear cos he signed on to California FItness i think. managed to get a reebok sports bra too(: bored, heading to gym tmr with my newfound motivation: wanted toned abs and sports bra:D not too bad. got a hoodie and oversized too from Forever 21 the other day at vivo too:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;i want school to reopen, cos of the boredom i'm having at home. but then again, i really dun want to go back to school cos of some reasons. feeling weird is one, and not knowing whom to trust is another.i know that i can trust certain people but then, its not like last time.somehow a&amp;nbsp;part of me still wishes that i was in secondary school, even though it means mugging for exams and all. but at least, there is some sense of comfort in the school and friends i know all so dearly. whether its badminton or 4e2.with the new environment in poly, its still kinda hard to adapt even though 1 semester has pass. it didn really end well but then again, i think that things were sorted out? or i hoped it did. dont wanna get myself into&amp;nbsp;more conflicts&amp;nbsp;so i shall keep stuffs to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-2607594591919500946?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/2607594591919500946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=2607594591919500946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2607594591919500946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2607594591919500946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-aint-i-having-late-night-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-5684681582748738182</id><published>2009-09-19T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:49:26.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;i miss, the sun, sand, sea and socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i imagine myself sitting on a tanning bed, in the middle of the white, sandy beach with the sun right above me in my bikini and the tanning lotion with a class of chilled lemonade on a table beside me. better still, if i can have socks or kohying lying with me while tanning.better if the both of them were there.hah. i wouldnt mind kevin too.&amp;nbsp;THATS THE LIFE I IMAGINED. but, here i am stoning in front of the lappy at the little creatures on my RCK in Facebook. seriously, i swear i will be willing to turn into one of those electronic creatures and go have fun.:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so came home late last night and dad gave me a suggestion. he said that i could follow him back to vietnam on tuesday cos he would be heading to Hanoi on dunno when. and he said we could go Halong Bay!and after that maybe help out at his company for a few days before coming back to Singapore.i wanna ,wanna go cos Halong Bay means.... SEA, SAND AND SUN! but then i will miss socks and everyone else, especially socks cos its hard to be away from each other:/ but then, i'm seriously bored to my toes. if i could at least go there for 1 week and be helpful uhm, to my body, making it tanner and the company cos i go there to help sort some stuffs out sometimes when we go over to vietnam. so how? dilemma now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, maybe going for i week should be okay cos i'm allowed to bring my lappy and i could webcam with kohying, socks and everyone else. yeah, we'll see how it goes i guess. nothing solid now. tsk. gonna go off to some showroom with dad cos he wanna look at cars(again!) it was quite a letdown he didn buy the peugeot sports car cos i would really like to drive that to school next time(heh heh). mum didn want it so dad had no choice. tsk. alrighty then, time to prepare. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-5684681582748738182?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/5684681582748738182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=5684681582748738182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5684681582748738182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5684681582748738182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-sun-sand-sea-and-socks.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-9066890880762867131</id><published>2009-09-18T20:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:25:11.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;happy 8 mthsary &amp;amp; aliens in &lt;strike&gt;the&lt;/strike&gt; my attic !:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;happy 8 mthsary my dear boy!:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;thanks for being there with me, hope u had a great day on ur birthday though it was kinda ruined:Dlove, love you so much(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught&amp;nbsp;aliens in the attic with socks today. he wore the VOLCOM shirt i bought for him! hahahaha, and OBVIOUSLY&amp;nbsp;it looked good on him:D we went to Causeway Point to watch.argued with socks on all the things he promised me(hint hint my dear!:x)&amp;nbsp;its surprising how many ppl i saw and thought of at that place.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first,the place itself reminded me of&amp;nbsp;JACQ cos she lived&amp;nbsp;near the area(:&amp;nbsp; then,&amp;nbsp;we were in Popular and there was this JoBro&amp;nbsp;CD on sale&amp;nbsp;and i&amp;nbsp;thought of TIFF!&amp;nbsp;cos she's the no. 1 hardcore JB fan.(but now theres torres too,LOL) hahaha! while we were having dinner(kfc) i saw stanley. didn call out to him though cos we were eating and he went somewhere else. on the way back i saw my cousin!hahaha, he was shocked, kinda luh. tsk.long time no see cousy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ky smsed me to ask me if i wanted to watch Phobia 2. and my answer? no, DUH. cant take this kinda movies.LOL.gonna go to the airport later to fetch dad back. and then, tomorrow...... i dont know? next week seems boring. mightgo sakae with pri school clique but then, nothings confirmed. oh well, back to hardcore fb games, au revoir~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-9066890880762867131?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/9066890880762867131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=9066890880762867131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/9066890880762867131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/9066890880762867131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/aliens-in-my-attic-d-caught-in-attic.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-7785290075878191434</id><published>2009-09-17T19:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:07:36.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SrIUslJrTSI/AAAAAAAABeQ/O1MGtOGUsTg/s1600-h/17092009127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SrIUslJrTSI/AAAAAAAABeQ/O1MGtOGUsTg/s320/17092009127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SrIUy1HrACI/AAAAAAAABeY/ZFj3aTLkBuk/s1600-h/17092009128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SrIUy1HrACI/AAAAAAAABeY/ZFj3aTLkBuk/s320/17092009128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;spongebob and patrick says hi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;okay, so i was bored outta my wits today and decided to draw these 2 of my fav loonies. hahaha. was supposed to hit the gym today but then i suddenly had diarrhoea so i didn go down. dang. kohying's working(surprise surprise!:x)socks and&amp;nbsp;kevin has school, jacq's working, jiao and mrchu are dunno up to what. so i'm bored. gotta meet up with them asap! &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;KOHYINGGGG! i want tanning, asap after i stop bleeding kays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;meeting up with socks tmr, no idea what to do. movie? shopping?WCP? he has to go back for dinner so time's pretty linited. any suggestions?:D monday's a public holiday i think. dads coming back tmr(i think)and we're driving into malacca on sunday till monday. this means........SHOPPIING SPREEEE~ yes! hahaha. i need new glasses, new tops and new... stuffs. yup. so its the shopping addiction back again. dinner now. buayyeeeeeeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-7785290075878191434?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/7785290075878191434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=7785290075878191434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7785290075878191434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7785290075878191434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/spongebob-and-patrick-says-hi-okay-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SrIUslJrTSI/AAAAAAAABeQ/O1MGtOGUsTg/s72-c/17092009127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-3700303106624378704</id><published>2009-09-16T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:59:11.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SrDY_DGw1XI/AAAAAAAABdw/xbUGSvRXIfU/s320/16092009123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SrDZFZ9JyjI/AAAAAAAABd4/y74vm5cjCCQ/s1600-h/16092009124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SrDZFZ9JyjI/AAAAAAAABd4/y74vm5cjCCQ/s320/16092009124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SrDZN2B5lHI/AAAAAAAABeA/of5cl6e_Wy4/s1600-h/16092009125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SrDZN2B5lHI/AAAAAAAABeA/of5cl6e_Wy4/s320/16092009125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SrDZW9BEqwI/AAAAAAAABeI/PTXJVfknb4Q/s1600-h/16092009126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SrDZW9BEqwI/AAAAAAAABeI/PTXJVfknb4Q/s320/16092009126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;birthdays, love and MJ's crotch grabbing concerts:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY mY DEAR BOY:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;hope you &lt;strike&gt;like&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;love it(: took me ages to do the card so u better, better treat it with awesome care. its been nearing 8 months with you. u might not be the best artist, or the best poem writer. But i know that u love and care for me as much as i do. so dont think too much okay! hope u enjoyed today, even though it was a little spoilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;sooo, went out early to go meet kohying at JP to&amp;nbsp;decorate the cake for socks. we were like bunch of weird kids lah. hahaha. okay, maybe tis only me. then we trained down. she went to tanjong pagar and i went to meet pinghui and the rest. sadly, the surprise was kinda spoilt? but i still hope that he enjoyed it(: bought a Volcom Shirt for socks, UBER NICE. haha!went back to his place and slacked awhile. while he was bathing, both his grandmothers chatted with me and said that they wanna come my hse next time. i dont mind! ahaha, nice ladies(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so, home and currently watching MJ concert. its super nice and his dance moves are mesmerising. no idea why he likes to grab his crotch and then go 'AOWWWWWW' hahaha, but then again, its MJ, King of Pop. as i said, Once&amp;nbsp;a King Always a King(: so long people. till another boring day tomorrow. oh ya, I HATE PIMPLES:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;what a flirt, you'd think she never had any guys in her life before this. oh wait, she DOESNT. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-3700303106624378704?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/3700303106624378704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=3700303106624378704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3700303106624378704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3700303106624378704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthdays-love-and-mjs-crotch-grabbing.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SrDYglbBhxI/AAAAAAAABdY/cOSiJta2Cds/s72-c/15092009120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-6315079382576118915</id><published>2009-09-15T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:50:43.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;presents and able-to-kill cramps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;its 15 mins till dear socks birthday, haha. not gonna reveal anything till tomorows over!:D its gonna be awesomeity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored to my bones today, nothing unusual except that my cramps almost killed me. thank god for those pink pills. saved my life a few times. laid in bed for the whole day and practically stoned till mum came home with dinner. ate, did some stuffs and my RCK finally leveled up to 22! wheee~ happy happy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slright. its a boring day but i assure that tomorrows post is gonna be better, loves!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-6315079382576118915?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/6315079382576118915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=6315079382576118915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6315079382576118915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6315079382576118915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/presents-and-able-to-kill-cramps-its-15.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-6045507463054853477</id><published>2009-09-14T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T23:46:29.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss u socks,so much, so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-6045507463054853477?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/6045507463054853477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=6045507463054853477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6045507463054853477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6045507463054853477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-u-socksso-much-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-4659722532307661493</id><published>2009-09-14T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:04:22.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;"&gt;boredom, irritating stuffs(like someone&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; the fucking slow&amp;nbsp;internet)&amp;nbsp;and bloody hot weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;yes, its the begining of yet another boring week. and the weather is bloody hot but theres no bloody sun in sight! i wanna tan. wheres that sun?! so bored, so bored and annoyed when *SOMEONE know that&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;is the one&amp;nbsp;in the &amp;nbsp;wrong, but die also dun wanna admit it and would rather fight all the way with her big ass. well, FUCK YOU BITCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am bored and i cant meet socks, have i mentioned that i miss him loads? tsk. wasting my life away and MUM STOLE 2 BUCKS FROM MY WALLET! not that its much of a big deal but theres really othing much to say already. HAH. oh yeah, she found out that i bought a new bikini:x well, Roller Coaster Kingdom is also pissing me off cos the internet is so bloody slow and i cant load the page, well, FUCK YOU mr internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna shower and then see if i should go to IMM with my mum. yet another boring placeT.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-4659722532307661493?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/4659722532307661493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=4659722532307661493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4659722532307661493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4659722532307661493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/boredom-irritating-stuffslike-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-3895557067864529548</id><published>2009-09-13T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:48:05.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqzzPEZOMLI/AAAAAAAABcY/ocyRAIFF9Ys/s1600-h/13092009100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqzzPEZOMLI/AAAAAAAABcY/ocyRAIFF9Ys/s320/13092009100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqzzYPRhQ_I/AAAAAAAABcg/qRorCzO1bh4/s1600-h/13092009105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqzzYPRhQ_I/AAAAAAAABcg/qRorCzO1bh4/s320/13092009105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqzzeSF3QHI/AAAAAAAABco/DyhjZDnK2-0/s1600-h/13092009108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqzzeSF3QHI/AAAAAAAABco/DyhjZDnK2-0/s320/13092009108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqzzjbYH-2I/AAAAAAAABcw/lqXIZ4umns0/s1600-h/13092009109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqzzwRiEUHI/AAAAAAAABdA/8HQZeF4DCf0/s320/13092009113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;opening ceremonies, heels+leggings and bugis:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it was my aunts opening ceremony for her shop this morning, so my family was up pretty early to get ready. wore my top, new leggings and new heels+ new hairband:D hahahaha, all new, to a new shop! we picked up my another aunt(mums cousin) and went to Fu Lu Shou at bugis.i was hired to be photographer for the day so i pretty much took pictures like crazy. hahaha, lion dance started at around 11.50? all the usual stuffs and then there was buffet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i was seriously bored there cos there was no one near my age so&amp;nbsp; i really, really hopes that socks would come down to find me, and he did!:DD but then we kinda, got pissed at each other over something so yeah, but its alright now. miss miss him:/ brought the kids (cousin and sis) to the National Library and then went to meet socks. walked around iluma and then he had to go cos he has to go for a haircut and then tuition at night. nevertheless, thanks b, for coming down(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;home-ed after that and thats all? tomorrows gonna be another day out with mum i think. IMM again and i wanna get some new tops(: till then peeps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-3895557067864529548?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/3895557067864529548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=3895557067864529548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3895557067864529548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3895557067864529548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/opening-ceremonies-heelsleggings-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqzzPEZOMLI/AAAAAAAABcY/ocyRAIFF9Ys/s72-c/13092009100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-6365428791307237618</id><published>2009-09-13T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T00:01:21.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;surprises and more shopping:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with jacq and tiff on the note to jacq that we were going shopping, but in actual fact. we were planning a surprise for her belated birthday with ben, darren,calvin,jianhan,ky. so me and tiff were trying to distract jacq while tiff co-ordinated with the rest. went to Tampines Mall and 'shopped' there. and when the guys were ready, we brought jacq to GV upstairs with the excuse that tiff wanted to check out movie timings. when jacq the blur queen wasnt noticing, ben and kaiyuan boo-ed her from behind. calvin 'YO-ed' her from a corner while jianhan and darren sauntered in. TSK. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta say that the surprise went well cos jacq was surprised. hehheh, she gave&amp;nbsp;me and tiff&amp;nbsp;the "Best Actress award".LOL. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;hope u had a great one jacq!:D&lt;/span&gt; then me and jacq continued to shop while the rest went, dunno where. hah. watched &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;The Ugly Truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;and i thought it was awesome? thought the dirty jokes were really kinda, dirty.LO. so the rest went to dinner or smth. me and jacq went to get her UNI QLO jacket CAUSE. we were about to pay at the cashier, when she realised that she had not enough money! zomg, joker lah this girl. hahaha. and then we home-ed, not before remembering that i was helping her hold her birthday present== so went back to give her.hahaha. TSK, jokers sia we twp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i train-ed down to meet mum and family at IMM. guess what? saw another *ucking disgusting woman. she was sitting opposite me, as usual. so she was staring into her psp, and &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;DIGGING HER BLOODY NOSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;thats not the worse thing. okay lah, digging nose not that uncommon right? the best part is that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;SHE CLEANED HER *UCKING DISGUSTING BOOGER ON THE TRAIN WALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; bloody hell. she didn even realise i was staring at her can. so bloody disgusting. EWW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shopped with mum at IMM, bought quite a lota stuff today?hahaha. here goes:&lt;br /&gt;Flower Clip: Diva&lt;br /&gt;Flower Hairband:Profusion&lt;br /&gt;Leggings: UNI QLO&lt;br /&gt;****: Mimosa:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so well, thats all for today. gonna wake up early cos theres a opening ceremony for my uncles shop in Fu Lu Shou and he asked us to go there. might meet socks tmr. i really hope so. miss him so much:/ alrighty folks. goodnight:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-6365428791307237618?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/6365428791307237618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=6365428791307237618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6365428791307237618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6365428791307237618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/surprises-and-more-shoppingd-met-up.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1192596082112955718</id><published>2009-09-12T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:56:00.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;blue nails and a new pair of heels!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont kill me! mum paid for the heels that i bought at Heatwave, jurong point(: sis bought lappy cover for me. THANKS:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, tomorrow we're going shopping!yay! jacq jacq, missed ya! hahaha, ur bdae present has to wait okay/ cant find the thingy i wanna get== so annoying! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting 12 at Tamp mall. brb with more tmr(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-1192596082112955718?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1192596082112955718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1192596082112955718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1192596082112955718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1192596082112955718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/blue-nails-and-new-pair-of-heels-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-5499399010441202073</id><published>2009-09-10T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:53:55.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqkCaHLSd6I/AAAAAAAABcI/1JoOkgzuaec/s1600-h/10092009098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqkCaHLSd6I/AAAAAAAABcI/1JoOkgzuaec/s320/10092009098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqkCobZzAUI/AAAAAAAABcQ/7ILf0qhz2Vw/s1600-h/10092009099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqkCobZzAUI/AAAAAAAABcQ/7ILf0qhz2Vw/s320/10092009099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BLUE leggings and vivocity:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;met&amp;nbsp;socks today to go watch the movie Year 1 and then we went to vivo. had to say that Year 1 is full of crap, and theres no solid&amp;nbsp;storyline?LOL, but its kinda funny, in a gross manner.haha. took train down to vivo and then we say so many ppl that we knew on the way there==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i saw, ESTHERLAM, LEON, EUGENELIM. hahaha, so funny luh. so we walked walked walked, talked talked talked. had dinner at food republic and then home-ed on bus 963. was sitting right at the back where there was thissmall kid, who i think is hyperactive? haha, he started playing with socks's watch== didn think it was nice but then again, he's a kid so yup. socks was nice to let him fiddle until the &lt;strike&gt;kid digged his nose and tried to touch the watch again:x&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;then, socks walked me home and his mum came to fetch him, i miss u already:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-5499399010441202073?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/5499399010441202073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=5499399010441202073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5499399010441202073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5499399010441202073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/blue-leggings-and-vivocityd-met-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqkCaHLSd6I/AAAAAAAABcI/1JoOkgzuaec/s72-c/10092009098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1803887835691910893</id><published>2009-09-09T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T17:46:59.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;"&gt;09.09.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;This comes every 1000 years? SO, i would like to wish darling JACQUELINE a happy happy birthdayyy! LUCKY gurl, its a special day so have awesome fun alrights? we shall go shopping on saturday:D love love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a special day, once in dunno 1000 years? so, nothing awesomes happening so me and kohying are officially the retards of the games in Facebook.LOL, we are spamming 3 or more games, being afk at the same time to make sure we can level up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;socks is at sentosa and i'm &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ULTRA JEALOUS:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; but then again, what to do? hope the sun comes out from all those haze and clouds:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was not totally wasted though. woke up at 11am(surprise!) and then used lappy, hoping to level up in Roller Coaster Kingdom(RCK) hahaha, seriously like some chiongster luh can? i think my lappy is gonna break down sooner or later.LOL. and then around 1.30 cos i was bringing my sis and bro to westmall to watch G- Force. so&amp;nbsp;we went down, intending to take the shuttle bus.HOWEVER&amp;lt; even though we were early, there were so many peeps that we couldn get up the bus.FUCK, irritating China like aunties that squeeze their way to the front.LIVE IN CONDO STILL LIKE THAT. tsk, no shame one leh this people, is it a coincidence that my previous post on the uncivilised lady is also a china woman? *&lt;strike&gt;hint hint&lt;/strike&gt;* HAHA:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i was pissed and the weather was freaking warm so i took the kids and we cabbed to westmall.muahahahaha! lol, queued for the tickets and its awesomely cheap cos its a weekday and theres student price. wheee~ bought popcorn and all and we went in.so, it was freaking hell noisy before the movie started&amp;nbsp;cos the whole theatre was filled with kids.LOL, at least they had the decency to keep quiet during the movie. nice nice kids(: alrighty, back to staring at the CUTEEEE ANIMALS in Animal Paradise and wishing that my RCK will level up faster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;090909, have a special day everyone(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-1803887835691910893?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1803887835691910893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1803887835691910893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1803887835691910893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1803887835691910893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/09.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-2642018621330810685</id><published>2009-09-08T17:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:02:45.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BORED IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY BORED.nothing much to do luh. this holiday is a total waste of time so someone kill me please? i wanna watch G-Force and Year 1 and I Love You Beth Cooper and The Ugly Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna wanna get cable tv, but i think mum doesnt want so what the heck. so i lie in bed all day staring at my lappy, staring at all the &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;little&amp;nbsp;people&lt;/span&gt; in Roller Coaster Kingdom. &lt;span style="background-color: blue;"&gt;AT LEAST THEY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;ARE HAVING FUN CAN&lt;/span&gt;. tsk, sad man. i think i gott amake the phone call to aunt and tell her that i can work for her.LOL. seriously, meaningless holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss socks too, was supposed to go swimming with him today but didn cos the weather is being a bitch and&amp;nbsp; we were too tired and he has tuition. oh well, i guess i'll see him tmr and thurs? thats something to look forward to, even though i'm broke. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I WISH I CAN START FINING PEEPS SO I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;HAVE MONEH! I"M *UCKING RICH TILL I HAVE TO SAVE!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;i wanna, i wanna meet the *ucktards cos i miss them &lt;strike&gt;OH SO MUCH&lt;/strike&gt; :D&amp;nbsp; lets meet up plOx (cos i use plOx means i'm desperate:x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome life, hang all bored peeps:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-2642018621330810685?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/2642018621330810685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=2642018621330810685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2642018621330810685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2642018621330810685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/bored-is-understatement.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-7097234276865979077</id><published>2009-09-06T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:07:29.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a tinge of pink'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqKQKa0H7ZI/AAAAAAAABbA/ROxQ3KdfKUI/s320/DSC04073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqKRe4kSwQI/AAAAAAAABbQ/uylPoj_Wf1o/s1600-h/DSC04085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqKRe4kSwQI/AAAAAAAABbQ/uylPoj_Wf1o/s320/DSC04085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqKStlXiwPI/AAAAAAAABbg/84Jy2CEc8Pc/s1600-h/DSC04087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqKStlXiwPI/AAAAAAAABbg/84Jy2CEc8Pc/s320/DSC04087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqKSv2cf0EI/AAAAAAAABb4/3MCWHeKITVk/s1600-h/Picture+0004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqKSv2cf0EI/AAAAAAAABb4/3MCWHeKITVk/s320/Picture+0004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;what up what up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, all the cam whoring pics u saw were done today.LOL. went shopping with mum,dad,bro and sis at ION, AGAIN. tsk. hahha, thought could get some loots but then, NAHHHH. mum and i wanted to get a LV bag so we could share and use it. but then there were no nice designs. might look at burberry next:D before that was swimming at socks's hse. wheeee, sun was great but no tanning cos i wasnt wearing the right bikini.LOL, nevertheless i got a little tiny bit tanned. hahahaa, then socks sent me home and got ready to get outta the hse.LOL&lt;br /&gt;watching the proposal with sis and wayne. might meet socks too:D cant wait. so many stuffs to do and so many things to get for the upcoming week.tsk. alrighty then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-7097234276865979077?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/7097234276865979077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=7097234276865979077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7097234276865979077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7097234276865979077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-up-what-up-so-all-cam-whoring-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqKHU5T3z0I/AAAAAAAABZQ/iYo9nfqpphc/s72-c/DSC04052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-7788888120831988022</id><published>2009-09-04T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T01:02:07.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqEwQAN6ZTI/AAAAAAAABYw/AMbnhtx5s9k/s1600-h/DSC04043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqEwQAN6ZTI/AAAAAAAABYw/AMbnhtx5s9k/s320/DSC04043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqFH2iRyZKI/AAAAAAAABZA/ng6Q5Fl1nVo/s1600-h/DSC04021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqFH2iRyZKI/AAAAAAAABZA/ng6Q5Fl1nVo/s320/DSC04021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;shoppingggggg~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so the kevin pic is super blur and i have no idea why.LOL. anywhoooo, shopping today was FUFILLING:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so we met at 12 and then headed to Flash and Splash at Citylink. then we went to Flash and Splash at ION and then we went to Flash and Splash at&amp;nbsp;Heeren and then we went to&amp;nbsp;Rip Curl&amp;nbsp;at Paragon. and we went to Wisma and then Far East Plaza. LOL. looking for bikinis and stuff. SO walked with *ucktard yingen and we went round and round. bought stuffs at Flash And Splash and Rip Curl. then i got a bag, a shoe and nail polish too!:DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;yingen is so clever till she's dumb so she only bought a bikini== scammerrrrr! HAHA. then kevin came to find us as we dinner-ed at Far East Plaza and then went to Lido for Double choc frappe!&amp;lt;3 talked talked laughed laughed and then went to ION cos dear kevin hasnt been there:x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so we walked around and stared at the expensive shits. look look happy only.HAHA. then we trained home. laughed like crazy on the train can? SERIOUSLY, we're a bunch of kuku *ucktards:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;MISS SOCKS! but we're going swimming tomorrowww:D cant wait. now, back to roller coaster kingdom. wheeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/4953919983969959824-7788888120831988022?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/7788888120831988022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=7788888120831988022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7788888120831988022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7788888120831988022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/shoppingggggg-so-kevin-pic-is-super.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SqEwQAN6ZTI/AAAAAAAABYw/AMbnhtx5s9k/s72-c/DSC04043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-7417954583870451686</id><published>2009-09-03T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:52:57.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;IMISSSOCKSANDIWANNAGOSHOPPING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, most ppl are talking like this to me, lol. including my poly mates like jacq and jimmy.LOL.so fun right! i'm just bored lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MET SOCKS TODAYYYY:D and then went for dinner with Arron at Holland Village. superb the food there i tell u. had a long chat(bout 3 hrs?) and then cabbed home. haha, caught up on alot of things and realised we had missed out on so many things. CATCH UP/ CHILLI SOON:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee~ playing RollerCoaster Kingdom and i swear i am addicted to it.LOL. even kevin is! gonna pull socks and more ppl into playing this game:D loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-7417954583870451686?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/7417954583870451686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=7417954583870451686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7417954583870451686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7417954583870451686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/imisssocksandiwannagoshopping.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-865943493054175721</id><published>2009-09-02T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:35:43.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;moment of truth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, its a damn nice show! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;playing Roller Coaster Kingdom on Facebook with yingen and its fun fun fun! shopping cancelled tomorrow so gonna see cars with daddy, urgh, nothing much to blog cept that i miss SOCKS and i wanna get my guitar:D there. bye folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-865943493054175721?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/865943493054175721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=865943493054175721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/865943493054175721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/865943493054175721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/moment-of-truth-omg-its-damn-nice-show.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-8066999748094785749</id><published>2009-09-02T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T01:10:09.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;elmooooo~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met socks today! and he gave me a elmo. awww, super sweet.love you socks!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no facial tmr, gonna stay home and slack. haha. bored. hols are here yet i'mbored. tsk. broke but i wanna go shopping. how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.nights people. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-8066999748094785749?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/8066999748094785749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=8066999748094785749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8066999748094785749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8066999748094785749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/elmooooo-met-socks-today-and-he-gave-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-3289363822559234816</id><published>2009-09-01T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:27:09.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;fucktard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooh, i like the word fucktard. sounds vulgarly cool.LOL. and i love the word &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; too. heh. cute. i decided, i'm gonna start calling brendan SOCKS:D dont kill me:x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so chalet on saturday was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingen(fucktard),esthertan,kevin(fucktard),daryl(fucktard),yumiko.&lt;br /&gt;so we reached that chalet at around 7 plus and went to&amp;nbsp;BBQ. food was alright? there was vodka in the fruit punch:x so we were a little high. and we(i) came up with the idea of Kbox and we went! like 10pm to 3am?! but&amp;nbsp;it was&amp;nbsp;freaking awesome, freaking cold and freaking EX! tsk. cabbed back to the chalet and then we went to slack.went to the playground and daryl played the guitar and we sang and sang till dawn. well, only me, kevin and daryl stayed awake and sang till dawn. the rest were ZZzzZZzZ. starts were freaking awesome and shiny. loved it(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homed at around 10 plus? choped the seats that can lean on. then me and yingen slept like no one's business on the train.LOL, didn even know daryl left:x met SOCKS for awhile and then mum came to fetch me to aunts house.had a little argument with socks over some small stuffs but we're alright now(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to fuhua for teacher's day celebration and saw so many peeps:D ESTHERLAM WAS LATE. made me feel like a loner:x luckily there was ivan and kr. hahaha. talked to teachers, talked to friends. after that, went out with some of the 4e2 peeps to slack at jp. pics are with leon(: then met up with kev and yingen. we slacked in the library and then went to watch the movie: Coco before Chanel. it was nice, but a little too draggy. but still nice:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homed and here i am. gonna meet socks tmr! hahaha. he'll kill me if he knows i'm calling him socks:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till thenn, BYEEEE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-3289363822559234816?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/3289363822559234816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=3289363822559234816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3289363822559234816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3289363822559234816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/09/fucktard.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-5666678754866672</id><published>2009-08-29T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:20:02.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am SERIOUSLY ADDICTED to kbox:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i ps-ed my sis and went&amp;nbsp;singing with ben,calvin,jacq,darren,tiff,dyor,ky at bedok. thought its gonna be some low grade karaoke. but it turned out to great. and i'm addicted to the first song they sang.情歌王 by 古巨基. omggg, its a 12 mins song, and its damn damn nice. sang sang sang till 6? and then i trained to westmall to join family for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this train ride was kinda gross. theres this china lady(quite fat) with some old man on the train. they sat opposite me. and then the china lady was like, super uncivilised lah can? she yawn until all her teeth can be seen.EWW. then cross her leg like a man and started picking at her toes. IN PUBLIC! GROSS man. like seriously? and then and then, she turned to look out of the window. and when she turn(she's FAT) her thighs cut into the poor man sitting beside her. then he was giving her this 'WTF' look, but obviously she didn catch it and continued eating into his seat. poor guy looked at me and i gave him a pitying look. tsk. i concluded that she is a pros.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i met bren&amp;nbsp;just afternoon and he da pau-ed chicken rice for me:D&amp;nbsp;gonna chalet later. esther tan's family chalet but they invited us along. nice nice. meeting beechin in awhiles time so yup, till then, probably kbox or smth(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss me you peeps:D~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-5666678754866672?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/5666678754866672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=5666678754866672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5666678754866672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5666678754866672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-seriously-addicted-to-kboxd.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-5494800536567359700</id><published>2009-08-26T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:50:12.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IntroHT today. not confident:/ think i screwed it up lah. damn. gotta study for RHT but then theres no motivation. skipped a few lectures and now i cant figure some stuffs out. SIGH. no idea why i'm having heaaches these few days. quite sad and unbearable. but theres always panadol i guess. oh well, back to the books? LAST DAY TMR. cant waitttttt:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-5494800536567359700?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/5494800536567359700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=5494800536567359700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5494800536567359700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5494800536567359700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/introht-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1783765471877994347</id><published>2009-08-24T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:00:47.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SpKmd8v8lCI/AAAAAAAABYI/BrjVrxBbudw/s1600-h/24082009078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SpKmd8v8lCI/AAAAAAAABYI/BrjVrxBbudw/s320/24082009078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SpKmnhAia1I/AAAAAAAABYQ/7i0dIwgSZwQ/s1600-h/24082009079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SpKmnhAia1I/AAAAAAAABYQ/7i0dIwgSZwQ/s320/24082009079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SpKmwYeXiWI/AAAAAAAABYY/5KqbiC9Hu5E/s1600-h/24082009081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SpKmwYeXiWI/AAAAAAAABYY/5KqbiC9Hu5E/s320/24082009081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SpKm9ng9KBI/AAAAAAAABYo/6Ip3_eNdtpE/s1600-h/24082009075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" lk="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SpKm9ng9KBI/AAAAAAAABYo/6Ip3_eNdtpE/s320/24082009075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;whoo! blogger seems cool, but uploading pics like abit mafan eh. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;today had OB paper, had lunch with mum at the coffeeshop and coinceidentally say my cousin;s long long ago friend working there. he remembered me and said hi(:&amp;nbsp;then went to school and had OB paper.&amp;nbsp;thought that it was alright?at least i think that i did the essays correctly? then dad fetched me home. picked up sis and mum as i changed to my heels(yay!) and went to pick up brother from school. headed to Long Beach&amp;nbsp;restaurent at Dempsey&amp;nbsp;Road. awesome food lah! haha, then home again==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2 more papers and we're as free as a bird! all the best everyone(: chalet this sat, hope everyone can make it? and i wanna catch the proposal, maybe with bren, maybe with yingen, see how it goes:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-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/4953919983969959824-1783765471877994347?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1783765471877994347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1783765471877994347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1783765471877994347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1783765471877994347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/whoo-blogger-seems-cool-but-uploading.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SpKmd8v8lCI/AAAAAAAABYI/BrjVrxBbudw/s72-c/24082009078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-3645426136640112436</id><published>2009-08-22T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:17:10.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee~ i feel happy now. no idea why even&amp;nbsp;though theres OB paper coming up on Monday.i think cos theres 3 birthdays today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOOOOOOO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TIFFANY HO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;TAMMIE HAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RYAN GOH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;have a awesome day u guys:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downloaded many themes for my E75. happy happy! hahaha, theres lady gaga ones, but not too impressive:/&amp;nbsp; late night supper, &lt;a href="mailto:swensens@changi"&gt;swensens@changi&lt;/a&gt; last night was great. AWESOME~ brought my lappy there and went online. whoohoo~ the rodeo wings and calamari were like, super-licious?&amp;nbsp;ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we went to the airport to fetch dad, went for dinner with bren at Lot1. saw my aunt and cousin! lucky they didn see us.HAHA, phew.i miss him already! and&amp;nbsp;i miss yingen and the fhss clique, cant wait for esther tan's chalet:D seems like we haven met up in quite awhile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end sems are screwing around with my head i guess.&amp;nbsp;OB, IntHt and then RHT.&amp;nbsp; no more after that! yay! mums birthday is coming up, no idea what to get for her:x oh well, gotta get back to the books already. study study and then can play! i wanna change my blogskin, shall look soon:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of luck to those having end sems!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-3645426136640112436?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/3645426136640112436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=3645426136640112436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3645426136640112436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3645426136640112436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/whee-i-feel-happy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-3891157233156792432</id><published>2009-08-20T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T19:10:37.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>econs econs econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\&amp;nbsp;i've been thinking too much, so tired now. massive headache. thinks its because of the lackof sleep. UGH,hope i can sleep well tmr. i&amp;nbsp;miss bren so much, cant wait for tmr when i see him. and dads coming back tomorrow too, might go fetch him with mum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied with jiao today at coffeebean, with my brother== LOL. cos mum had facial and i promised that i'll take care of him. lucky he was entertained by jiao.HAHA. paper starts at 2.30pm tmr. nothing much to say, except that i have to score in tomorrows paper to do well overall.oh well, back to the books. all the best everone:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-3891157233156792432?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/3891157233156792432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=3891157233156792432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3891157233156792432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3891157233156792432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/econs-econs-econs.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-8733582710939483669</id><published>2009-08-18T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:44:06.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>theres a new blogger thingy! hahaha, cute man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so todaywas semi productive? studied econs, but now only at monopoly. TSK. super slow eh. haha. meeting peeps tmr to go to school for intht. but i think i going with them, but to study econs instead. dun wanna screw econs up. cut my hair today, not much difference though.LOL. but its nicely layerd though. anyway. kinda tired so i'm gonna stop studying for the day. gonna wake up early tmr to study, and then meet the peeps to go to school. what should i wear. hmm....anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;HAPPY 7th MONTH MY DEAR(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;its been 7 months(and counting). how time flies eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;thanks for putting up with all my pms-es and mood swings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;study hard okay?then we can carry out our plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;i love, love youuu:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-8733582710939483669?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/8733582710939483669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=8733582710939483669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8733582710939483669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8733582710939483669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/theres-new-blogger-thingy-hahaha-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-175158598540030133</id><published>2009-08-16T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:36:41.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a unproductive day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had really bad cramps, its like uber painful till i wanna kill myself that kinda cramps.&lt;br /&gt; so i stayed in bed the whole afternoon and did nothing.lol. it got a little better after a nap. bren called me and we chatted for awhile and then mum called us to get ready for dinner. went to Lot 1 and applied for a job there at the store selling baby clothes. hopefully can get the job:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study week starts tmr and i'm gonna study. mug mug mug. should be meeting bren tmr? cant wait:D gonna FB now. till then. ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-175158598540030133?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/175158598540030133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=175158598540030133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/175158598540030133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/175158598540030133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-unproductive-day.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-830179005265416388</id><published>2009-08-13T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:55:53.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger, is quite insane.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;a href="mailto:Kbox@marina"&gt;Kbox@marina&lt;/a&gt; with peeps today to celebrate Big Brother Ben's birthday today(:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BENNYYY! hope you had fun(: blogger cant post pics but its up on facebook(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sang sang sang. gotta say sorry to peeps like ameer, tiffany, jian han and darren. cos the songs were mostly chinese haha, GO LEARN MORE CHINESE SONGS PEOPLE! so we can kbox many many again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i recieved a shocking news,.LOL, dun wanna mention it here though, so i left them early and didn join them for dinner. no mood, but i'm feeling better now. shall become the usual me tmr:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;just wanna say that i'm glad that everythings alright between us (i think u know who. TAG ME IF U READ THIS(:) the post that i ranted on you wasnt what i really meant, i just didn know the reason why u were so 'off' that day, thought u had smth against me. sorry! but i'm glad we cleared the stuffs between us. anything just trash out kay?:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brendan alexander chong wei han&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm sorry, should have checked up on you luh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;please take care of yourself and stop falling sick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i need a STRING and HEALTHY man to take care of me instead of the other way round:x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry for today, and please dun scare me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what should happen if u dont wake up and i didn know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you my boy(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-830179005265416388?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/830179005265416388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=830179005265416388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/830179005265416388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/830179005265416388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-is-quite-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-3058368803549321683</id><published>2009-08-10T17:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:02:23.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i had a great national day, did you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, me and bren went to marina barrage to catch the fireworks(: alighted at marina bay and then waited for the shuttle bus. but it was effing hot and there was SOOOO many ppl that we decided to walk in. BUT THEN, it was a long, long walk in to i decided to flag a cab. LOL. bren tried to stop me but then i really couldnt take it anymore. haha. cab fare was $3.40. okay what! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up. placed the picnic mat on the ground and started to roast. haha. cam whored and then bren studied for his paper on tues(: kites and people in red all miling about. the atmosphere was super good lah, but then there was really too many people and kites began to bump on ppls heads.haha. slacked around till the fireworks came. not too good the view from marina barrage i must say. the IRs were blocking:/ decided never to go there next year. LOL. rushed out to beat the crown and saw kenny and his friends. took a 30min walk out to the mrt and talked all the way out(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;train-ed home and went to westmall MAC to have dinner:D bren then accompanied me to wait for dad to come fetch me. he was super anxious lah. haha. he waved at dad and sis. super shy boy!:x home-ed, bath-ed and went to aunts house. then hom-ed again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch a second round of GI joe again later.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_t7JtCzwI/AAAAAAAABXw/Azi8ZzKeRxM/s1600-h/DSC03724.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_t6YhP1tI/AAAAAAAABXg/vgp1-nk9t5M/s1600-h/DSC03724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368270868119017170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_t6YhP1tI/AAAAAAAABXg/vgp1-nk9t5M/s320/DSC03724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_qbx9970I/AAAAAAAABXY/NL4uAW_AksM/s1600-h/DSC03700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368267043839536962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_qbx9970I/AAAAAAAABXY/NL4uAW_AksM/s320/DSC03700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_qbhee2aI/AAAAAAAABXQ/37Tuwp1h1cQ/s1600-h/DSC03664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368267039412509090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_qbhee2aI/AAAAAAAABXQ/37Tuwp1h1cQ/s320/DSC03664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_qbNQWqgI/AAAAAAAABXI/f-S1mq9iEzU/s1600-h/DSC03698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368267033984543234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_qbNQWqgI/AAAAAAAABXI/f-S1mq9iEzU/s320/DSC03698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love, love this picture(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_qa3m5FKI/AAAAAAAABXA/mn9pDWrbUh8/s1600-h/DSC03655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368267028173493410" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_qa3m5FKI/AAAAAAAABXA/mn9pDWrbUh8/s320/DSC03655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_qaZBQURI/AAAAAAAABW4/yydpP07Zkjk/s1600-h/DSC03634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368267019962568978" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_qaZBQURI/AAAAAAAABW4/yydpP07Zkjk/s320/DSC03634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_t7ZnjVhI/AAAAAAAABX4/mj1Tw8eHByQ/s1600-h/DSC03642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368270885593765394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_t7ZnjVhI/AAAAAAAABX4/mj1Tw8eHByQ/s320/DSC03642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; gotta say how much i love you my boy!(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks for putting up with all my crankiness and mood swings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DONT BE PARANOID okay?(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;love, love you so much:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-3058368803549321683?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/3058368803549321683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=3058368803549321683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3058368803549321683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3058368803549321683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-singapore-i-had-great.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sn_t6YhP1tI/AAAAAAAABXg/vgp1-nk9t5M/s72-c/DSC03724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-3181558240359408906</id><published>2009-08-08T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T23:19:19.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeee~ comm skills is over! thought it was quite a rush but other than that okay?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. gonna go to marina barrage with bren tmr,cant wait!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was waiting for mum to come pick me up frm school today and darren was kind enough to wait with me, played tap tap revenge and i kept losing== hahaha. damn sad. but i MUST master the game and pwn him next time:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah, all relactives over my house now. super noisy.lols. drinking, playing games and using comps. durians too! yummy! lols. BLOGGER IS CRAZY again.i wanna like, post pictures LAH. tsk. hope it is well tmr so i can post pics(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-3181558240359408906?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/3181558240359408906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=3181558240359408906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3181558240359408906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3181558240359408906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/wheeee-comm-skills-is-over-thought-it.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-7933960465412380716</id><published>2009-08-06T10:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:03:54.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGGGG! i feel super dumb can? i was infront of the comp, and my cup of water was in front of the comp. when i wanted to put on my earpiece, the left side DROPPED INTO THE WATER!! and now theres no sound== damn, i need new headsets ASAP. shall go get them later, if not i sure cant survive:x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting the SAPS gang later on. cant wait? hungry but i hate the porridge and mum cooked them== i cant control my feelings!(not towards brendan) i dun wanna have conflict, but then it just seems so inevitable.UGH, life sucks. especially when theres commskill summative test on a SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la, i admit i was a little bitchy when i wrote my post on the celebration. but then again. it was in the heat, in the heat. and it was a amounted up kinda thing, not only this once. so yeah.sorry if u think it is u and got pissed:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-7933960465412380716?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/7933960465412380716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=7933960465412380716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7933960465412380716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7933960465412380716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/omgggg-i-feel-super-dumb-can-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-7776267274535405239</id><published>2009-08-05T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:26:30.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger is finally FUNCTIONING. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ff8080"&gt;BCS is finally off my chest. no idea how i will fare. i have decided that i cannot slack anymore! wanna do well in the MSTs. wish me luck?(: 1 more commsk presentation to go and then i am done with projects!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ff8080"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ff8080"&gt;dads asking me to go malacca over the weekends, but i wanna watch fireworks with bren:/ HOW?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ff8080"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ff8080"&gt;caught up with Darren Justin Luke Danis over the last few days, its been a long time man, like since primary 3? haha. great catching up(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SnmEe-rvwyI/AAAAAAAABWw/nx8nMy8BfEk/s1600-h/DSC03570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366466098746082082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SnmEe-rvwyI/AAAAAAAABWw/nx8nMy8BfEk/s320/DSC03570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days has been going okay? a little tussle here and there but, i think things are gonna turn out alright. misunderstandings formeda and people acting weird. oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch&lt;br /&gt;GI JOE and UP! kboxing next thurs, cant wait(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-7776267274535405239?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/7776267274535405239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=7776267274535405239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7776267274535405239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7776267274535405239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-is-finally-functioning.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SnmEe-rvwyI/AAAAAAAABWw/nx8nMy8BfEk/s72-c/DSC03570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-4460089693167702220</id><published>2009-08-04T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T14:05:43.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently in school lab now, and i realise that we can upload blogger through school's computers== what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revising around with mates for bcs test later, which i am so gonna fail. so many things swimming around in my head. cant concentrate and i am gonna fail bcs excel project too. why do people around us change so easily? its like they're some chameleon or smth. you can never see their true face or feelings. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, so many things happening these days, no idea what to think, wanna get today over and done with, presentations over and done with. and hope that everything works out well. oh well, FML. getting really irritated with all happening around me. plus i am not doing well in bcs, econs and shit. fuck, gonna drown the bottle of vodka i have at home. 8% so i dont think it'll work, but whatever works right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-4460089693167702220?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/4460089693167702220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=4460089693167702220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4460089693167702220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4460089693167702220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/currently-in-school-lab-now-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-7569754481148100509</id><published>2009-08-01T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:00:33.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BLOGGER, STOP BEING A BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, damn irritated luh, cant post pics! anyway, guess what? its my birthday today!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, went to school in 5 inch heels:D ameer surprised me by bringing in the cake during OB.lols. can see that some ppl, or a particular person wasnt happy that the rest wanted to celerate my birthday,!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met bren at cityhall mrt after school. he kept mum on where we were going until we reached the place. HARD ROCK CAFE!!!:D  love, love it. ambience there was great luh. then we went to ION and decided that the stuff there cant be bought. lols. walked around town till 9 plus and took train to batok. went to mac and....yes! got my free double choc frappe!!:D the mac ma there was so nice to lemme get it one day in advance(: cabbed home.baby was so sweet, though he was damn tired, he stayed with me till 12 to open the presents(: flowers, mugs, sweets, cakes and cards. thank you so much baby, i had the best birthday ever(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;brendan, for the awesome dinner and night out(:&lt;br /&gt;jacq, for being a great friend and for the sweet present(:&lt;br /&gt;ameer, darren for the cake and book(:&lt;br /&gt;belica, christine, michelle and raylene for the delicious cake(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those who wished me,too many to list. haha. thank you everyone!:D&lt;br /&gt;p/s pics can be seen at my FB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-7569754481148100509?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/7569754481148100509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=7569754481148100509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7569754481148100509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7569754481148100509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-stop-being-bitch-haha-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-4734040177403117733</id><published>2009-07-28T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:40:56.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger is still insaneeeeeee! i wanna post pics siaaaa. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done with all presentations,but we're left with commsk presentation which is on the 11th august==&lt;br /&gt;met weetiong at taka today to collect my slippers, projects are almost over, leaving only commskills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;formal wear is super fun, cam whoring as usual:D super tired, hope to get a goodnights sleep tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy's having his night classes, so poor thing. but its okay, i can see him tmr! and i am tanner. haha, kohying, tanning and sentosa are fun when put together(: cant wait for blogger to get well and thursday's movie day with the clique. cant wait cant wait, goodnight peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS MY TAGBOARD SO DEAD??? tag me please:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-4734040177403117733?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/4734040177403117733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=4734040177403117733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4734040177403117733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/4734040177403117733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogger-is-still-insaneeeeeee-i-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-6045591091177427161</id><published>2009-07-23T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:21:15.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a failed attempt to do french manicure:x jacq will be so disappointed.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 presentations tmr, OB and intHT. wish me luck ppl!haha, i will definately need it. hmm, SENTOSA ON SATTTT. wheeeee~ cant wait cant wait. tired man, so many things to do. work seems to come in pairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 presentations tmr&lt;br /&gt;2tests on monday&lt;br /&gt;2 proj. submissions on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill me please. but we're almost there, all the best everyoneee! photos photos tmr kay?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OB videoing went superb, 1k04 are in for a treat tmr!haha, till tmr everyone:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-6045591091177427161?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/6045591091177427161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=6045591091177427161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6045591091177427161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6045591091177427161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/07/dailed-attempt-to-do-french-manicurex.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1065451502163979982</id><published>2009-07-22T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:18:13.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something's woring with blogger. crazy dashboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing projects now and was watching Michael Jackson's past videos. i have a new found admiration for him, and he truly deserves the title of King of Pop. wasnt really into him last time, but after the video, i realised what a talented guy he was and it was sad that he had gone. just like what bren said. 'you wont appreciate a person until he/she is gone'. how true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met bren today, slacked around as usual and then i went back. tried on formal clothes and realised that i look damn professional with my blazer and all.LOL. tanning with KOHYING on sat, cant wait!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-1065451502163979982?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1065451502163979982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1065451502163979982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1065451502163979982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1065451502163979982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/07/somethings-woring-with-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-835208327832723261</id><published>2009-07-18T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:12:25.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SmHk40TfogI/AAAAAAAABWo/uXysynzSdRk/s1600-h/6thmth3bren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359816696311816706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SmHk40TfogI/AAAAAAAABWo/uXysynzSdRk/s320/6thmth3bren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 6TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY BABY(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;time flies, and its been 6 months already. loving you more everyday(: thanks for putting up with my hissy fits and mood swings. i had fun today, as always. love you so much boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum, dad and wayne drove into malacca today, leaving me and sis at home. met bren at 11 plus and then we went to far east plaza in search of a dress that i want, to match my black heels and to wear it when we go out for my birthday celebration(: in the end, i got the dress at central. WORE MY 5INCH HEELS TODAYYYYY. haha, felt so tall and was damn tired=x cam whored and talked so much. just didn want it to end=/ so then bee sent me home and then he went back. watched harry potter and i think i'm falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SmHjlLo9QnI/AAAAAAAABWg/kxYvwlDiZfI/s1600-h/DSC03244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359815259466842738" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SmHjlLo9QnI/AAAAAAAABWg/kxYvwlDiZfI/s320/DSC03244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hmm, no faces picture? central(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SmHjk_Mf8bI/AAAAAAAABWY/ifxy-VgO8AI/s1600-h/DSC03239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359815256126255538" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SmHhA2KVrXI/AAAAAAAABWA/glSvhq_bCss/s1600-h/DSC03209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359812436202728818" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SmHhA2KVrXI/AAAAAAAABWA/glSvhq_bCss/s320/DSC03209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SmHhAqzuQ-I/AAAAAAAABV4/246sYGqxeoY/s1600-h/18072009036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359812433155081186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SmHhAqzuQ-I/AAAAAAAABV4/246sYGqxeoY/s320/18072009036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SmHhAMWfCYI/AAAAAAAABVo/Lh9QnvOPN6s/s1600-h/18072009031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359812424979384706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SmHhAMWfCYI/AAAAAAAABVo/Lh9QnvOPN6s/s320/18072009031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-835208327832723261?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/835208327832723261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=835208327832723261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/835208327832723261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/835208327832723261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-6th-month-anniversary-baby-time.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SmHk40TfogI/AAAAAAAABWo/uXysynzSdRk/s72-c/6thmth3bren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-8916333522141037505</id><published>2009-07-17T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:23:10.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes, we failed to book tickets for harry potter today.lol. all were too front and not nice timings, finally done with commsk and OB projects. only left with RHT to hand in and also presentations next week and WE ARE DONE. well, except bcs lah. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was dear christine's birthday! bought her a card and cakes from sugarloaf(: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;happy birthday gurl, stay pretty and happy always! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;we th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;en went for introHT tutorial, ben and peiting's group presented and they were super stressed.LOL. but i though they did alright/? next week's out turn. stressssssssssssssssssss.:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;dads home. went to westmall to have dinner and now slacking at home. i feel so free. haha. dads making ham and cheese sandwich.looks nice~ go.eat.now.bye.peeple:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-8916333522141037505?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/8916333522141037505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=8916333522141037505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8916333522141037505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8916333522141037505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-we-failed-to-book-tickets-for-harry.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-5914881784587577509</id><published>2009-07-16T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:33:47.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;IFRIGGINGDISLIKEPEOPLEWHONEVERFAILTOBELATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a short day.. woke up late and reached school late when we were supposed to do OB project. super guilty lah. then went for commsk and then we were free to go. seriously, what a waste of time. then i went to westmall to get some photos printed out.saw anthony! or at least i think it was him. its been so long already. went home to bathed and mum fetched me to beauty world and went to get my skirt altered(: home and blogging now. school's so standard nowadays. WHY? hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in some argument with bren now. its my fault, i'm a cranky lady today, again. i&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;UGH. so frustrating. everything's pissing me off so easily nowadays.and i mean EVERYTHING. i think its part of pms. but i cant help it. somtimes when people say stupid things, or repeat some stupid questions, i get really irritated. i'm sorry everyone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;imsorrymylove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/4953919983969959824-5914881784587577509?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/5914881784587577509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=5914881784587577509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5914881784587577509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5914881784587577509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/07/ifriggingdislikepeoplewhoneverfailtobel.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-2811377780940664426</id><published>2009-07-14T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:13:30.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SltcNXB2VNI/AAAAAAAABVg/neCymTeviZ4/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357977566277162194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SltcNXB2VNI/AAAAAAAABVg/neCymTeviZ4/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heels heels heels. i wanna wear HEELSSSSS&gt; i miss my heels=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a really horrible dream last night. i dreamt that my mum had TWINS!!!! OMG. i woke up like 5 times la. super tiredddd. school ended at 6 today and the i headed to westmall with mum to look at presentation wear. reserved my G2000 stuffs already, blazer, blouse, skirt. but then. i wanna look for cheaper and nicer ones leh. i want GREY. super chio la. tried on the attire and I LOOK SUPER NICE:D. haha. not praising or anything, but i never imagined myself wearing this kinda things.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might head to JP or TM soon to take a look at more. no point getting so ex ones leh. oh well. i wanna sleep now. bed's right there(: BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-2811377780940664426?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/2811377780940664426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=2811377780940664426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2811377780940664426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2811377780940664426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-miss-my-heels-had-really-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SltcNXB2VNI/AAAAAAAABVg/neCymTeviZ4/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-3065626649422954119</id><published>2009-07-12T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T21:52:49.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Slnpfw19CSI/AAAAAAAABVY/Us_IJRSuu4c/s1600-h/11072009022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357569963630332194" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Slnpfw19CSI/AAAAAAAABVY/Us_IJRSuu4c/s320/11072009022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyny! i want moreeeee! haha. went to citylink with the clique yesterday to celebrate kevin and bee's 17th(: nyny cost me a bomb and now i'm officially broke. BUT I HAVE SO MANY WANTSSSSSS! this is frustrating! tsk. YUMIKO, I WANT PICTURES!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early today and the sun was HOT in the morning! went over to boy's place and tanned while waiting for him to get back from church. he dapau-ed char siew rice for me. THANKYOU B!(: swam, played around and then bathed. went up to his place and said hi to his dad. watched avenged stuffs and then boy walked me home(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, tomorrow's monday! HATE MONDAYS.bye humans:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-3065626649422954119?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/3065626649422954119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=3065626649422954119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3065626649422954119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/3065626649422954119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/07/nyny-i-want-moreeeee-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Slnpfw19CSI/AAAAAAAABVY/Us_IJRSuu4c/s72-c/11072009022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-2828803419203861138</id><published>2009-07-10T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:39:43.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont feel like blogging, but i came to blog anyway.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school for 1h30mins of RHT and then 30 mins of OB. can u believe that?! tsk, what a waste of time la. went to meet breandan after that and now i'm stuck at home, cos i got tons of project work to do.DAMN. all the deadlines seem so near. cant slack anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting yingen and the rest tmr, cant wait(: somehow at the moment,it feels better to be back with old friends:x toh well, might go tanning tmr morning!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going gaga over lady gaga. gaga gaga gaga gaga gaga gaga, i wanna go gaga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-2828803419203861138?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/2828803419203861138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=2828803419203861138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2828803419203861138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2828803419203861138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-feel-like-blogging-but-i-came-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-8335056333206669711</id><published>2009-07-09T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:51:34.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TOMORROW"S FRIDAYYYYYYYY:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its also dear kevin's birthday(: celebrating his birthday and bee's birthday on saturday with fuhua clique.time flies, super fast. its 3 months in poly already, how fast is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had commskills and APEL lesson today. spent a total of 3 hours in school and then went to westmall to upgrade my plan. yes, 3 days from now, I HAVE UNLIMITED SMS!! muahahahahaha. super happy can. haha. i can now text like crazy(: had subway for dinner, project after posting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about projects, so many of them are due soon. Commskills, OB, MicroEcons and RHT. gotta go get formal wear for IntroHT presentation:x i think i'm slacking too much these days, i gotta buck up!! tsk, someone motivate me please?:D and i'm getting FAT. remind me not to eat too much too please! i need to excercise. anyone? guess what peeps? LADY GAGA IS COMING BACK TO SINGAPORE FOR SECOND CONCERT! i wanna wanna wanna go. anyone wanna sponsor/accompany me?haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss KOHYINGEN and CHEEWAISENG and ALOYSIUSTAN. havent seen them in school for so long, except for today, i saw ying en and she so DAO! tsk tsk. we SHOULD meet up ASAP guys!(: alrighty, gotta chiong projects, and i shall revise microecons later. byeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-8335056333206669711?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/8335056333206669711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=8335056333206669711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8335056333206669711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/8335056333206669711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/07/tomorrows-fridayyyyyyyyd-and-its-also.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-5569127876436047625</id><published>2009-07-07T11:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:55:26.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 11.55am , i'm in the lab, listening to New Divide- Linkin Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its BCS now, and its irritating, boring and LONGGGG, like 3 hrs can???!!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A JOKE. gotta go now.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-5569127876436047625?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/5569127876436047625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=5569127876436047625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5569127876436047625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/5569127876436047625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-11.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-6846733349423711561</id><published>2009-07-04T13:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:41:55.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meet ups are great(: i shall start with thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with SAPS gang again. bryan,ming aun, jiao, stan and me! so i took a shuttle bus to westmall to meet the guys for breakfast cos bryan was leaving for malaysia in the afternoon. when i alighted from the shuttle bus, i sawsomeonewho looked like ming aun, but i wasnt sure if it really was him anot, so i just walked away. and guess what?! it turned out to be him and i didn even realise! omg, haha. sorry man, it has really been a long time=x so we had breakfast at Mac and theni had to leave first cos i had lessons at 1. after school, met up wth stan and jiao and we went to catch Ice Age 3. not as great as the first few i must say, but still kinda funny(:  we train-ed back together and i reached home at arnd 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn get to meet my boy up till now. i miss him so much but its okay, i can see him tmr(: gonna go out for lunch and shopping!:D i'm hooked on Boys Before Flowers! cant stop watching so i'll get right back to it now. ciao guys~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-6846733349423711561?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/6846733349423711561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=6846733349423711561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6846733349423711561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/6846733349423711561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/07/meet-ups-are-great-i-shall-start-with.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-2096845364061183642</id><published>2009-06-30T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:57:18.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SkozDviXATI/AAAAAAAABUY/PKf6JwODXsw/s1600-h/5009_103251187623_664192623_2493934_1018626_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353147246476460338" style="WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SkozDviXATI/AAAAAAAABUY/PKf6JwODXsw/s400/5009_103251187623_664192623_2493934_1018626_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARREN/DORA=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we surprised darren with a cake and dora accessories today at tm(: then ameer forgot to bring the present and all was gone.LOL. walked around and around and then went to school for commskills, 2 hours but it was only 1 hr for my project group cos we had nth to do! wth, travelled to school for freakin nothing la! anyway, the birthday pictures are here(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SkoyxEg_FLI/AAAAAAAABUQ/NcLolZnreAk/s1600-h/5009_103251332623_664192623_2493960_6778611_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353146925690328242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SkoyxEg_FLI/AAAAAAAABUQ/NcLolZnreAk/s320/5009_103251332623_664192623_2493960_6778611_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SkoyxOtc5hI/AAAAAAAABUI/kz_0SzFWyOE/s1600-h/5009_103251317623_664192623_2493957_6908269_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353146928426968594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SkoyxOtc5hI/AAAAAAAABUI/kz_0SzFWyOE/s320/5009_103251317623_664192623_2493957_6908269_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SkoywgmIb-I/AAAAAAAABT4/peoXHhdfWM8/s1600-h/5009_103251162623_664192623_2493930_2448129_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353146916048236514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SkoywgmIb-I/AAAAAAAABT4/peoXHhdfWM8/s320/5009_103251162623_664192623_2493930_2448129_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SkoyweKLukI/AAAAAAAABTw/2VRPOAtxcYE/s1600-h/5009_103251152623_664192623_2493928_4741769_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353146915394140738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SkoyweKLukI/AAAAAAAABTw/2VRPOAtxcYE/s320/5009_103251152623_664192623_2493928_4741769_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we ended early and i took the bus to tampines with andrew.trained down to bukit batok cos i was meeting my pri school mates at railmall(: so happy to see all of them again luh! we talked bout the primary school days, me, amanda, sufei, eugene, jiaohui,bryan,stephen,ivan,stanley and martin:D so many things to say. stephen's friends came along too and guess who one of his friends was?FUWEI!! haha! i was super shocked luh. but it was okay. we went over to stephens house and chilled under his condo. then fuwei cabbed me home and talked bout the past on the way home.haha. thanks so much man(: and now he's going to airport to have SUPPER when he has SCHOOL tmr! tsktsk. LOL. so i'm super tired now, more photos of the gathering to come from amanda soon i think?haha, bye people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-2096845364061183642?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/2096845364061183642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=2096845364061183642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2096845364061183642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/2096845364061183642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-darrendorad-we-surprised.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SkozDviXATI/AAAAAAAABUY/PKf6JwODXsw/s72-c/5009_103251187623_664192623_2493934_1018626_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-7350563791389885152</id><published>2009-06-29T20:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:06:09.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>schools a drag. okay, well not really luh. haha. just that ms joan ho keeps falling sick and we have to have make up lessons every 2 weeks!ugh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school stated at 10am today. went for microecons and got back MST results, not really good i must say. well, time to work harder i guess?(: thought there wasnt introHT lecture but there was and i didn bring my notes! so me, christine and andrew stayed back to complete and finalise the introHT project. super last min i can say. but i think we did alright luh. andrew passed me the thumbdrive today, SUPER CUTE!. LOL. and and and, we dont have OB LETURE+BCS TUTORIAL TMR! it means that i only have to go to school at 2pm cos introHT makeup lesson starts then and then it'll be boring commskills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn meet my boy today, its okay. since introHT tutorial makeup is changed to tuesday, i can meet my brendan on wednesday!(: theres SAPS gathering tmr at railmall. cant wait to catch up with the guys again! tired, super tired. did i mention i got a NEW PHONE????=D E75, not bad luh i guess?. okay, facebooking time.byeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-7350563791389885152?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/7350563791389885152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=7350563791389885152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7350563791389885152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/7350563791389885152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/06/schools-drag.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1009366645031591938</id><published>2009-06-27T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:16:40.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IFRIGGINHATEPROJECTSSSSSSSSSSSS .&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE TRANSFORMERS!!! omg, haha. the movie is damn nice. AND THERES PART 3!!!!!=D Megan Fox is damn HOT. haha, jealous jealous jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, haha. just came back from IMM with family. went there for dinner and went to look around for my phone. cant wait to change phoneeeeeee:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doing projects the whole day today, rushing out the introHT projects and also microecons articles.UGH. wanna die already, so many things to do, so little time. meeting my boy tmr!(: schools gonna start for him soon, so goodluck b :D AND I MISS YOU KOH YING EN!!!!! havent seen you for 1 week!%&amp;amp;^(^#$%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm so dead so i better go off now. ciao everyone~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-1009366645031591938?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/feeds/1009366645031591938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4953919983969959824&amp;postID=1009366645031591938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1009366645031591938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4953919983969959824/posts/default/1009366645031591938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com/2009/06/ifrigginhateprojectssssssssssss-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-2623388041824198554</id><published>2009-06-25T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T22:02:57.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>schools started. today is thursday? so many projects to catch up on since i went on holiday to Taiwan. ugh, projects are irritating luh. had only 3 hours of school today, then went with belicia, raylene and christine to Tamp mall. went to look for mum and we went to collect the car together and then to facial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna skip RHT lecture tmr! first time skipping lecture cos RHT is completely unproductive and bloggers being a bitch. haha. nothing much to say, so i'm going off to make brendan talk about the 'big plan' the gazillionth time(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07480771781572946665</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-4549439990759634776</id><published>2009-06-23T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T21:47:46.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm super tired. and i think i'm freaking unlucky these few days la. dun even wanna think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheres my bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-4549439990759634776?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-1073613249309301916</id><published>2009-06-22T21:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:03:26.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys, here to upload some outdated phtots from the taiwan trip(: basically, as i said, it was kinda boring and there wasnt much to buy.BUT, as me living up to the shopaholic title, i manage to buy:&lt;br /&gt;2 tops&lt;br /&gt;3 bands&lt;br /&gt;1 vagary watch&lt;br /&gt;1 chloe perfume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, mum was worse.LOL. anyway, i'm too lazy to blog about the taiwan trip so let the pictures talk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-XA8pAsvI/AAAAAAAABTo/NI50vQT6-uk/s1600-h/DSC02860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350160924873372402" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-XA8pAsvI/AAAAAAAABTo/NI50vQT6-uk/s320/DSC02860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I TOOK THIS!!!haha, i feel so proud of myself:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-OnUY5GqI/AAAAAAAABTI/5trmissJwzE/s1600-h/DSC02967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350151688478595746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-OnUY5GqI/AAAAAAAABTI/5trmissJwzE/s320/DSC02967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-OnItH2BI/AAAAAAAABTA/u_ktIPQ-0Q0/s1600-h/DSC02932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350151685342222354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-OnItH2BI/AAAAAAAABTA/u_ktIPQ-0Q0/s320/DSC02932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-Om80sNtI/AAAAAAAABS4/EmgR1Kp8m-s/s1600-h/IMG_0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350151682152740562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-Om80sNtI/AAAAAAAABS4/EmgR1Kp8m-s/s320/IMG_0449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-OmvCGjAI/AAAAAAAABSw/8yTAjorlgqU/s1600-h/IMG_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350151678450895874" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-OmvCGjAI/AAAAAAAABSw/8yTAjorlgqU/s320/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-OmTNwFFI/AAAAAAAABSo/IKdsmNRPMZw/s1600-h/IMG_0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350151670983562322" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-OmTNwFFI/AAAAAAAABSo/IKdsmNRPMZw/s320/IMG_0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-MELpPlVI/AAAAAAAABSg/8UzRRoXdA8M/s1600-h/IMG_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350148885812581714" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-MELpPlVI/AAAAAAAABSg/8UzRRoXdA8M/s320/IMG_0391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-MD6LU9dI/AAAAAAAABSY/Be50ZhrPkHY/s1600-h/IMG_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350148881123702226" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-MD6LU9dI/AAAAAAAABSY/Be50ZhrPkHY/s320/IMG_0389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-MDjXa_gI/AAAAAAAABSQ/RC-cm8wwQhI/s1600-h/IMG_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350148875000413698" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-MDjXa_gI/AAAAAAAABSQ/RC-cm8wwQhI/s320/IMG_0388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-MDc7J8lI/AAAAAAAABSI/qQcxeUOeAz8/s1600-h/IMG_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350148873271243346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-MDc7J8lI/AAAAAAAABSI/qQcxeUOeAz8/s320/IMG_0378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-MDBegxkI/AAAAAAAABSA/NelWwuy9UXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350148865903347266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-MDBegxkI/AAAAAAAABSA/NelWwuy9UXQ/s320/IMG_0371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup, the hotels were great though(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school started today, back to the normal routine. got back MST for RHT, got 38/50. but if theres moderation, then i think i'll only get a B+, which sucks.oh well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dyed my hair with some cheap hair dye, burgundy red. looks like black? but nevermind, its better than the half balck half brown i had.LOL. alrighty then, gonna go talk to brendan bout the 'big plan' we have(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4953919983969959824-1073613249309301916?l=someday-somewhere-ilu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/Sj-XA8pAsvI/AAAAAAAABTo/NI50vQT6-uk/s72-c/DSC02860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4953919983969959824.post-3842220127646679831</id><published>2009-06-18T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:03:41.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SjpV-SBHdfI/AAAAAAAABR4/S_6bncIU9IY/s1600-h/BRENDAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348682035932657138" style="WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SjpV-SBHdfI/AAAAAAAABR4/S_6bncIU9IY/s400/BRENDAN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 5TH MONTH BABY(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, time flies, its been 5 mths already. today was great, as always. we'll last long long okay?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iloveyouloads(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch ghosts of girlfriends past with brendan today, had a great time(: still really tired from the trip, dunno why also. got sec school gatehring tmr and i dont feel prepared? need to submit CDS application tomorow morning and lotsa projects not done.shit man, stupid taiwan trip was a waste of time. alrighty, more tmr people(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q6UcSb1hGRk/SjpVKp1LfyI/AAAAAAAABRw/WwhF35J4cHE/s1600-h/BRENDAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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