<?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-17426241</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:59:56.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>368</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-1601017865011277539</id><published>2008-01-04T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:59:01.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change of blog</title><content type='html'>Press &lt;a href="http://mich-elledewz.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;to get into my blog. LOVEs :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Michelle&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/17426241-1601017865011277539?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1601017865011277539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=1601017865011277539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1601017865011277539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1601017865011277539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2008/01/change-of-blog.html' title='change of blog'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-392284325914580568</id><published>2007-07-27T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T13:22:59.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>sorry blog for the lag of update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was a fun and tiring week for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;210707, went back to JYPS. Saw weeting, pris. Theres another night during 16nov2007. Should be going back bahs. THen meet ning and went to ocha and saw rl, hx and hk. Went over to 813 for the bball match. didnt manage to finish it then mrt over to dover to get the cd and to bishan. ena cheated lo. damn pekchek. then went back to tamp for dinner at jack's place. went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;220707, nothing much. stayed at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;230707, got HP and the D H from jonas. Chat with one another then nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip skip skip skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, 260707. something bad bad happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, 270707. GOt problems. Not in mood also. Just sometimes, I hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-392284325914580568?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/392284325914580568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=392284325914580568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/392284325914580568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/392284325914580568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/07/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-5340079545877984618</id><published>2007-07-15T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T10:51:57.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loves-</title><content type='html'>Updating this blog whenever I can, Cause I don't want this blog to go deadly. This blog have too much of my memories. I want to keep them with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my sister bring a friend from china to our house. They were having exchange programs. She was from si chuan and she was very quiet. My mum brought them out for walks and then we went to the swimming complex during evening. THen home to wash up and to KFC to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is going off today, I mean to the hotel luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much today, Then tomorrow going watch Harry potter again. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-5340079545877984618?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5340079545877984618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=5340079545877984618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5340079545877984618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5340079545877984618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/07/loves.html' title='loves-'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-3238872233514791883</id><published>2007-07-09T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T18:07:11.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely</title><content type='html'>I was happy, I was sad. I don't know if I am really thinking too much. BUt i really love-d him. Sat beside RN for some lesson. He was sitting behind. I was really un-comfortable. But I stayed. I wanted to hear his voice again and talk like we used to. We can;t. I wanted t know what he's thinking. SO I could get on. I couldn;t let go, and always didnt give up on that little hope. I think i am like zi zuo duo qing in a way. I didnt dare to share things out with them. I dont dare. I wish so that i could at least get something out of my heart. Its like having a big big rock on my heart. I said to this blog. I said to myself. Talking to the wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you really just have to believe your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-3238872233514791883?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3238872233514791883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=3238872233514791883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3238872233514791883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3238872233514791883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/07/lovely.html' title='lovely'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-1235374550325499180</id><published>2007-07-02T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T20:09:33.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>july</title><content type='html'>Its a brand new month of JULY. LEts all get high and highing with our books! whoots. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a sudden urge of missing you. i felt lonely do you know. How much i wanted you back into my life. but all i thought aint happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-1235374550325499180?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1235374550325499180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=1235374550325499180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1235374550325499180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1235374550325499180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/07/july.html' title='july'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-4738418834799159451</id><published>2007-06-25T17:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T17:44:14.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starting of a new term</title><content type='html'>hi blog, I'm blogging. ITs the starting of the new school term. timetable is FINALLY shorten. latest till 245. kinda ok. Well, starting of school aint good for me. new shoes new bag and of cause my new hairstyle. Ok got some stupid comments. ANd for goodness sake i am have mc the whole afternoon and morning. CANNOT tahan leh. Really sick. omg luh. timetable was kinda interesting though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went RN's house after school. then JC joined us ater on. teach her blogskin. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;then meet pamm and walk to cool house for a drink and her fries and went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-4738418834799159451?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4738418834799159451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=4738418834799159451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4738418834799159451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4738418834799159451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/06/starting-of-new-term.html' title='starting of a new term'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-3687284592862996125</id><published>2007-06-13T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T14:19:13.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrek 3 loves-</title><content type='html'>WEnt dating with dearest steady yesterday. Meet her then went to bugis. Board the bus and found out that i didn't bring my ezlink along. Damn sian, my stm is getting worse,anyone gonna help me? sighh. Watch her eat at long john. THen went to bugis street to find the shoe but sadness most of the shop are still closed. but i found one somehow like tat but was the longer version. Then went to walk around then to the rockery to have a drink cum talking and her commenting. opps. Then we went for our movie. SHREK 3!!! I love shrek the movie. ITs funny. [: &amp; te person sitting beside ans beside beside me is laughing dam loudly can. SO noisy. THen the childre infront drop the popcorn all over can. haha. THen went home after that. Had ice cream!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have been asking myself, am I cherishng you? but in another way, are you cherishing me? whether to believe her anot? should i just go for it? forget it, let nature take its course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-3687284592862996125?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3687284592862996125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=3687284592862996125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3687284592862996125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3687284592862996125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/06/shrek-3-loves.html' title='Shrek 3 loves-'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-3106678521277220842</id><published>2007-06-04T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T20:46:58.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo-ed</title><content type='html'>I really don't know what I'm thinking about anymore. I felt down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it ever change back to the original? I hope not, the feeling's not good. I am confused. Am I just caring too much? Is the care I showed too much for a friend? I don't know. THere's nothing for me to treasure, nothing at all. CHerish, what to? Haven't I cherish? But in the end what do I get. Nothing. I just wish we were friends. If you gave me one more chance to tell how I was feeling, i will tell you i wont live my life without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but I couldn't take it ANYMORE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-3106678521277220842?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3106678521277220842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=3106678521277220842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3106678521277220842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3106678521277220842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/06/emo-ed.html' title='emo-ed'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-599614257368815784</id><published>2007-06-01T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T19:00:30.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't get through</title><content type='html'>I guess I can never forget it. I miss your accompany. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTLY! ITS the starting of JUNE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECONDLY! Happy birthday sista. Enjoy your camp at lim chu kang. Near the cemetary there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I went to school early in the morning. See I reach there didn't see anyone can. Then started doing my course work at com lab 2. But then went to MRL to continue. Anyway, I am done with all the evalustion. [: I am soooo happy can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like jeremy. That stupid bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why yur smile makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;with you my day will be great.&lt;br /&gt;but you weren't mine anyway.&lt;br /&gt;but I still miss you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;will you know that anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-599614257368815784?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/599614257368815784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=599614257368815784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/599614257368815784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/599614257368815784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/06/cant-get-through.html' title='can&apos;t get through'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-6713462368848425650</id><published>2007-05-31T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T20:48:22.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bon' voyage</title><content type='html'>bon voyage to all lit pupils who are like in the plane now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, went to chagi airport in the morning with shermeen and pris. [: Went there to send them off. [: Saw alot of people there can. [: lots of their family members were there too to sen their child off. They will be back on the 10th of June at about 10pm. Will miss you guys. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to be there too, but can't. Sad to say so But I'll be going next year if there is. [: SO send me off next year!. [: *thinking too far*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-6713462368848425650?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6713462368848425650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=6713462368848425650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6713462368848425650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6713462368848425650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/05/bon-voyage.html' title='bon&apos; voyage'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-1912863927022897849</id><published>2007-05-29T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:45:34.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pratical</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO one shall be reading this blog i guess; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't let this blog die, cause it has too much of my memories. [:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WEll, I had practical exam today. Cook the dishes, Help chingmei alot, luckily we pass. From 8 to 12 plus seh. Just 3 dishes, but of cause the time for preparation, tasting and so on. Tired seh. Kena burn by te fire alot of time. Fire damn strong can. Jonas de table damn messy, ching mei also help him with his dishes. Cause she very fast jiu done with all the dishes. I hate washing up can. SO disgusting. Anyway, Kinda happy today. Thanks for the help. I wish we could talk more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 ppl already ask me the question. I didn't know what to answer, but to you I think we are just friends. [: Taker care, I still miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-1912863927022897849?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1912863927022897849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=1912863927022897849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1912863927022897849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1912863927022897849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/05/pratical.html' title='pratical'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-316599580051528265</id><published>2007-05-27T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T21:15:02.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its june hoilday! [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-316599580051528265?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/316599580051528265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=316599580051528265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/316599580051528265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/316599580051528265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-june-hoilday.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-2939818115973628382</id><published>2007-05-15T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T19:46:29.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosa</title><content type='html'>went to sentosa today with pamm, jc, reeve and wd.[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited for the 2 slow one and mrt-ed to habour front. reach there at 11 plus.. Took the tram to the beach station. I MISS-ED the GREEN BUS!!!!! argh. ]: Played a little of volley ball then played at the beach. Keptdrawing on the sand and soak my foot in the sand. THen becme very white. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to walk the bridge at the another beach. FUNNNN. Then walk-ed to the merlion there, the bell very loud sia. haas. Then to the tram station to take the tram back to vivo. Took a bus back to tamp. &amp; within that period of time, I eyes went teary and painful. Stupidly I got saw eyes. Blood-red eyes. [: Damn painful then the bus so cold. So I put on my shades and went walking around like that. SO malu. Saw mosy they all at TM. Then pass mosy sweet. Went to pastamania to buy our dinner and eat.  Went around TM and CS to find lollipop. Brought the star pop at the TM 2nd level then went home after buying pamm's drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my eyes dont get well tml. you might not be seeing me in school. [: I'll be at the doctor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-2939818115973628382?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2939818115973628382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=2939818115973628382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2939818115973628382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2939818115973628382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/05/sentosa.html' title='sentosa'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-2940124283554595130</id><published>2007-05-14T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T12:38:41.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finish-ED. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with those stupid exams. Today's F&amp;N. Slept for a hour or so. Damn tired. I write till I sleep can. Just got back from Malaysia. Didn't gete enough sleep. Didn't play enough tooooo. I am preparing to fail F&amp;amp;N luh. I don't know how to do!!!!! Hopefully I get a pass for the exams. Just a pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said,I went to malaysia oever the weekends. Damn tired can. For the very first time I was that tired. Woke up at 7 in the morning then to Malaysia. Reach there, went to eat wanton mee. Then went to my another cousin house. Help him chiong Maple. Play awhile only cannot stand le. My eyes kept wanting to 'drop'. Then waited for my aunt to bring us go cut hair. She sendher child for art class then send us to the shop. Cut my hair. My frindge the side short short. [: THe lady very funny keep asking. can mahs can mah? Then I keep saying shorter shorter. hahas. Then she ask you very long never cut your frindge short le uh? I say yeah lorhs. I kinda regret cutting my hair during sec 1. I love my long hair, but I was far to lazy to tie it. Well, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called my aunt to fetch us back. Went to her house and bath. THen went to Jusco and did some shopping. THis shopping is really tiring can. I was like going to sleep all the while. Went to the third level, there was this kinda arcade thing for childrens. Played some with my sis. We played the hitting game. THe croc one and the hamster like one. I remeber how we use to play it when we are young. FUn fun. Then we played the ... erm I forget the name le. Then hit until my knee now blueblack sia. ]]: Played the bicycle one. Stupid lorh. I keep going to slide off the bicycle. Damn stupid. I got 3rd and my sis 4th.hahaas. CRap luh. Wentto walk around again. Bought tea egg and greentea ice cream. NICE NICE. [: Walked around the third level all food shop sia. THen I saw one shop called the 'ALL EGG SHOP'. Went down to 2nd level. Bought my shoe there. $40 after discount. Then went to 1st level to buy our food and went home. My 2 cousin tired till going sleep liao. Reach home, all so energetic. Play com. lol. Wanted to sleep but then didn't. 6 plus 7 went to my another cousin house. Ate our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate mother's day one day earlier. Cause we going back on sunday. We had a whole table of food. Due to my hungry-ness, once I reach m uncle's house. I went to the kitchen and saw my uncle bbq the otah. Took the otah that are ready out and started eating with my cousins. We had alot for dinner. We had otah, 2 grilled chicken, satay, 2 different type of fried rice, hor fun, wanton mee, 'laoshufen', 'ao jian' and I can't remember le. Didn't order pizza cause eveyone was toooo FULL. Woke my cousin up to eat. Then finish le. Help him to chiog maple again. UP one level I stop le. Cause toooo tired. Didn't drink that day. Cause tired le. If drink more tired. Then went home at 11 plus 12. REach home then sleep. TIRED uhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day woke up at 7 plus. Then went back to sleep cause all still sleeping. My aunt cook the toufu thing for me. SO good of her. She remember that we like itor perhaps me. =p  Ate the went shopping again at GAINT. Don't tink thatthe giant is same as the gant in spore. Is different. Spore gaint only got the GAINT and 7-11  or whatever it is. But the Gaint I am talking about have alot of different shop. One main one is Gaint of cause. Other then that there are pet shop, food shop, clothes shop and so on and so for.  think many people should go there b4. I remember my pri 6 mlacca trip b4 we went back to spore we stop there for shopping on our own. I was thinking to call my uncle to bring me go his house stay. But didn't luh. Anyway. Went back to the shop where I cut my hair for eyebrow trimming. Then went to spec shop to help my cousin make thier spect. Pri 1 and 2 only. wear spect. Thiers is 100 plus degree. Worse then me sia. lol. The effect of playing com everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went hme after that ten called the taxi. and cab down to custom and back to spore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exam went to mac with pris and sher. Talked alot. SAW MANDY!!!!! [: Went home then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin out le. So I am stopping here. Gonna catch a movie with von, kw,ks and so on. [: SIPDERMAN 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I didn't forget. &amp;amp; You may have forgotten already. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-2940124283554595130?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2940124283554595130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=2940124283554595130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2940124283554595130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2940124283554595130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/05/finish-ed.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-2641370183164696266</id><published>2007-05-04T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T19:28:49.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down</title><content type='html'>F*ck. I felt damn down after reading can. I am not as strong as you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read through HX's blog. Okay. I shall not nag that much. If not later is my turn liao. I tell you guys. I can't stand all the procedures. You went to find out all our blogs. &amp; then you come find us if we say about this*. I have feelings too. The way we speak is always wrong. Sometimes you just have to find out how we speak. My tone may not be good to you. But I use the tones with my family too. But I can say. I know what I am doing. My tone is not good doesn't means that I am giving you attitude or what. Okay. I am done. Not gonna continue this thing. If not they gonna call up my dear parents and complain about me &amp;amp; may even give me **********. Oh god. I know you are looking after us. You know we are innocent. They may never understand. SO we gotta change just for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I am controlling. If you want, tell me the truth. If not. Never mind. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, felt weird after reading some stuffs. Maybe I shall stop going around peoples blog to tag and read their post. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ren jia suo ren men you qinqing, aiqing, you qing, jiu shi zui xin fu le.&lt;br /&gt;Na wo jiu shi na bu xin fu de yi ge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know. its a fool to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Following your heart is the most important thing. But I lost my heart half way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Listen to you heart and you won't go wrong. It stop beating half way; hence, I was lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Go by you wish and everything will be fine. my wish can't be fulfilled; &amp; chaos was what I've got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is not to forget but to forgive, not to see but to understand, not to hear but to listen, not to let go but to hold on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A heart truly in love never loses hope but always believes in the promise of love, no matter how long the time and how far the distance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x33s:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;246.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;reeve [dage]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;michelle[dajie]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;weide[erge/erdi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;zhanyi[sange/sandi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jingchee[erjie/ermei]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pamela[xiaomei]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-2641370183164696266?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2641370183164696266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=2641370183164696266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2641370183164696266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2641370183164696266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/05/down.html' title='down'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-439914828571890048</id><published>2007-05-02T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T17:03:09.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rawr!</title><content type='html'>School was alright. Lit, ss was seriously very sleepy for me. Esp SS. Keep wanting to sleep. Ate during recess cause I am too hungry. Then had math for 4 periods which is 2 hours. Damn sian can. Cher keep asking Michelle can anot. Keep saying can can. Crapping with hx, jc and hk. Damn funny. During science. Hx is my science [chem] teacher. THen Jc's math cher. Then RN's physics cher. Funny lorhs. We keep crapping. TIll Pc lesson. Have to write this thing about course de. Then got wat BGR thing. Then we continue crapping. I know alot of them say about my attitude. But. I &lt;s&gt;may&lt;/s&gt; not be changing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Blusea with jc, pamm, wd, reeve nd zy. Crapping again. Damn funny luhs. Went to cool house to buy our drinks then to bluesea to buy food. Sat at the void deck there. Went to buy my fries then went home with pearlyn they all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go night study with pamm the scary maddy. Maybe jasmine and vanessa will be joining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, breakfast at MAC!!. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell you before its too late. What crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-439914828571890048?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/439914828571890048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=439914828571890048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/439914828571890048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/439914828571890048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/05/rawr.html' title='rawr!'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-468511832954520885</id><published>2007-05-01T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T12:42:32.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studies</title><content type='html'>[: I am updating okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fine yesterday. My day went another way round when its F&amp;N lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Was crapping during math lesson. Talking about dropping and taking up subjects. Then peirce-ing. Then blah blah blah. Damn fun. I still want my ________.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about F&amp;amp;N. I tell you. I also fucking cannot stand you. Not only you cannot stand me for not bringing books to your class. Stupid. SO what if you heard alot about me. Just fucking don't care about me luh. Give me your stupid LJ face. See le also want to puke uh. I very give you face le lorh. Come for your fucking lesson. Other pon you don't care. Every time watch on me if not HX. Never give you trouble very good liao okay. Fuck luh. If not of this stupid combination, I won't even choose this FUCKING SUBJECT F&amp;N!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, you ruin my perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for night study with the scariest pamm. She dan scary. Even cat scared of her. [: &amp;amp;&amp; I cross road is got see de okay. [: You won't die because of me. Even if you do, must feel proud okay. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna catch drumline on tv today and then study with the scariest maddy and vanessa and jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am editing this post for CHOON KIAT!&lt;br /&gt;during science, choonkiat malu himself by say sin[pronounce as seen] i over sin r. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-468511832954520885?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/468511832954520885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=468511832954520885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/468511832954520885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/468511832954520885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/05/studies.html' title='studies'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-5901830075109532913</id><published>2007-04-27T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T19:45:27.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>五月天</title><content type='html'>五月天 by S.H.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;黄金海岸的岸边 我们肩并着肩&lt;br /&gt;洁净的蓝天 清澈的水面 吻成一条海平线&lt;br /&gt;看你温柔的双眼 弹着吉他的弦&lt;br /&gt;歌词是诺言 旋律是依恋 唱出一首五月天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;五月的天 刚诞生的夏天&lt;br /&gt;我们之间 才完成的爱恋&lt;br /&gt;紧握的手里面 有好多明天&lt;br /&gt;五月的天 梦开始要鲜艳&lt;br /&gt;前方蜿蜒 一长串的心愿&lt;br /&gt;我们一天一天 慢慢实现&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大雨冲走了昨天 青春乌云几片&lt;br /&gt;彩虹的旁边 有星星几点 迫不及待在眨眼&lt;br /&gt;海风味道变香甜 沙滩镶满亮片&lt;br /&gt;你哼着永远 我和着不变 合唱一首五月天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAP&lt;br /&gt;海浪 拼命欢呼跳跃 一遍又一遍&lt;br /&gt;鼓励我们 看谁先吻谁的脸&lt;br /&gt;为这五月之恋 再添一个逗点&lt;br /&gt;再多的五月天 怕也不够我们沉醉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;海燕 身边来回盘旋 扮演着领队&lt;br /&gt;彷佛听见幸福在前面不远&lt;br /&gt;为这五月之恋 再添一点信念&lt;br /&gt;往后的五月天 和你走到比永远还远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change-d my blog song to this after hearing it.&lt;br /&gt;Is meaningful can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied with mosy, pamm and reeve at airport. [:&lt;br /&gt;TIll 5 plus then train-d back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-5901830075109532913?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5901830075109532913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=5901830075109532913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5901830075109532913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5901830075109532913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='五月天'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-3189300803092211542</id><published>2007-04-26T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T14:54:29.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bd.</title><content type='html'>Happy belated birthday to my LAOGONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was fun-filled yesterday. School was as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Met them after school. TOok bus to inter. While then, we keep planing things luh. Till I so blur.&lt;br /&gt;Well; We went to popular to buy pens then to basement to buy the 2 cakes. One from breadtalk one from 4 leaves. [: Both got strawberry can. Went up to Pizza hut. THen waited for others. When they come, we told pris the order and went down again. Cause we have forgotten to take candle. Came back then they start to order lorhs. Anyway, didn't finish my food. Then took out both the cake. SO sorry uhs. Like kena smash like that. Forget it luh. Then they smash the first one on her. Sencnd one she ate it. [: Went to pay the bill then off to take neoprint. ONE WHOLE FAMILY can. With mummy and daddy. [: SO fun. Bt then gotta rush off. WEnt home with pamm the bath all those, went out again. Studied in school till 8 plus went home. Steady come my house study. Then about 9 she went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today never go school. Cause wake up then my eyes damn painful. See doctor say is infection. Well, tomorrow is eng exam le. GOOD LUCK FOR ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can do it, so do you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-3189300803092211542?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3189300803092211542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=3189300803092211542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3189300803092211542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3189300803092211542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/bd_26.html' title='bd.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-9179138201489548062</id><published>2007-04-24T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T18:26:50.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love;</title><content type='html'>I guess I know the answer. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue working hard, I know I am gonna do better. I must at least get a pass for all subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went night studying with pam in school. SO shoik. Finish-ed my F&amp;N work. If cher sa this she must be damn shocked can. =x Well, studied till about 9 then went home. Slept at 9 plus 10. Damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,went for breakfast. I ate luh. THen school was fine. Nothing much. Had our math test on matrices. Talk to my hao jie mei, JUNIOR. [: My another hao jie mei, HX, never come. ]: &amp;amp;&amp; I gt my pay from mosy; Mentos. [[: GOnna scan his photo in my com. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to KFC with von they all for lunch. Saw the paikia, junrong. He big bully sia. Almost finish my drink. Well, sat till 4 plus then shr went bbs to buy her things thn we walk home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow! laogong's Birthday. [: Hope nothing is gonna crop my time up. If not she will be sad sad. Happy Birthday in advance! [incase that I'm not blgging tml]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kiss the Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ashley Tisdale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There you see her&lt;br /&gt;Sitting there across the way&lt;br /&gt;She don't got a lot to say&lt;br /&gt;But there's something about her&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know why&lt;br /&gt;But you're dying to try&lt;br /&gt;You wanna kiss the girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you want her&lt;br /&gt;Look at her, you know you do&lt;br /&gt;It's possible she wants you too&lt;br /&gt;There's one way to ask her&lt;br /&gt;It don't take a word, not a single word&lt;br /&gt;Go on and kiss the girl (kiss the girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Shalalalala&lt;br /&gt;My oh my&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the boy's too shy&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna kiss the girl&lt;br /&gt;Shalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that sad&lt;br /&gt;it's such a shame&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, you're gonna miss the girl&lt;br /&gt;go on and kiss the girl (kiss the girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nows your moment&lt;br /&gt;Floating in a blue lagoon&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you better do it soon&lt;br /&gt;No time will be better&lt;br /&gt;She don't say a word&lt;br /&gt;And she wont say a word&lt;br /&gt;Until you kiss the girl (kiss the girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Shalalalala&lt;br /&gt;My oh my&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the boy's too shy&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna kiss the girl&lt;br /&gt;Shalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that sad&lt;br /&gt;it's such a shame&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, you're gonna miss the girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Don't be scared&lt;br /&gt;You better be prepared&lt;br /&gt;Go on and kiss the girl&lt;br /&gt;Shalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop now&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to hide it how&lt;br /&gt;You wanna kiss the girl&lt;br /&gt;Go on and kiss the girl&lt;br /&gt;(kiss the girl)&lt;br /&gt;(oh, ohnoo..)&lt;br /&gt;(kiss the girl, kiss the girl)&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala, Lalalala&lt;br /&gt;Go on and kiss the girl&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala, Lalalala&lt;br /&gt;Go on and kiss the girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Shalalalala&lt;br /&gt;My oh myyyyy&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the boy's too shy&lt;br /&gt;Ain't gonna kiss the girl&lt;br /&gt;Shalalalala&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that sad&lt;br /&gt;it's such a shame&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, you're gonna miss the girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala, Lalalala&lt;br /&gt;(Go on and kiss the girl)&lt;br /&gt;Go on and kiss that girl!&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala, Lalalala&lt;br /&gt;(Go on and kiss the girl)&lt;br /&gt;Go on and kiss the girl&lt;br /&gt;Kiss the girl&lt;br /&gt;(Kiss the girl)&lt;br /&gt;Go on and kiss the girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-9179138201489548062?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/9179138201489548062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=9179138201489548062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/9179138201489548062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/9179138201489548062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/love.html' title='love;'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-4792962764769465490</id><published>2007-04-22T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T10:19:54.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KIAT WEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEI HAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;okayy; Gonna stay at home today; &amp; do what is to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stupidly boring can. I am still fnding Kiss the girl by Ashley Tisdale MP3 so I could put it in my phone. Finding it for weeks liao lorhs. Anyone has Say ok by vanessa Hudgen MP3? Can't find leh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for the time to come.&lt;br /&gt;Till the time has reach.&lt;br /&gt;世界最远的距离就是你站在我面前却不知道我爱你;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-4792962764769465490?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4792962764769465490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=4792962764769465490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4792962764769465490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4792962764769465490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/birthday.html' title='birthday;'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-4140848191923630811</id><published>2007-04-21T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T20:10:24.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x-country</title><content type='html'>X-country;ed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Pamm in the morning at 645. Then walked all the way to main gate there wait for ppl. Pamm and MN went off leaving me to find them myself. Found Pris and Tingting; Then the others keep went missing lorhs. Found them at busstop. Then walked to opp. TP there de busstop. Waited for bus. 69 is like damn full luhh; Luckily the another one is still okay. Boarded the bus; Saw Ric, Jerone, Elaine and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were a little late luhs; SO waited till our turn. Then, me and sher decided to run. I asked around who want run with me. I damn hyper luh. Ran and walk for the whole 4.8 journey. Can't find von they all lohs. Sad sad. Kept crapping luh. Then ask sher to use phone call them. Cause my phone not with me mahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we reach le. ALso dunno what position just went off fiond MILO truck. I damn thirsty sia. Went back to the assembly ground. Despo for water. ASk from them then finish le as from other class one. [: Drank alot alot of water. THen went walking around again. Drink MILO then went to play with the See-saw? Damn funny luhh. But silva ask us go back so went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap with jiang mama later on. THen after that go take attendence. Ask sharon help me pass the present to KW. I got phobia passing guys present can. ]: Stayed awhile more then went off. Bused down to inter and have our lunch. Went to TM with sher and sharon. Brought her things. Then the went home. SO I g with Selina they all. While waiting for Pearlyn to come find me. She came then they left. Went to meet Carmen and Sandy. They finding the KP aunty. Found her at CS. Bu lost her again. She is fat one can. THe daugher also. My sense told me that they aren't there. &amp; its like damn true luh. FOr a few times. Follow her damn long, till Wenling came. She saw us luh. Keep diaoing. ENd up we lost her at basement. SAw huiji and mn. SO went to take he thing with them. Not that nice lorhs. Yellow one nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home with pearlyn and wenling. THen I went home; bath eat again then awhile more sleep. [: Damn tired sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent me a msg but wasnt what I want.&lt;br /&gt;Foget it lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;19 and 23 may; [: I will be waiting for the day to come.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what will happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-4140848191923630811?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4140848191923630811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=4140848191923630811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4140848191923630811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4140848191923630811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/x-country.html' title='x-country'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-1419304393970054431</id><published>2007-04-20T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T19:46:26.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choices</title><content type='html'>School was find; Had counselling after recess. I have made my choice; I wanna study well and get to TP for further studies on media course. Thanks to her; I will gt to know what i had to achieve now. Its a short session but I know alot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to this particular person [who won't be reading this blog]; I was running away from the problems I had that few weeks. I guess my answers hurt you? I am sorry okay. Don't take that to heart. If you wanna know; try asking me some other times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice I made may be the wrong one. But I couldn't face the problem. Just to escape from it. I know it also hurt you alot But I know that was a wrong choice. I may be rejecting all the kindness; the care and concern you gave. But I know you gave it from your heart. I am sorry;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think through all this during that period of session. I know I am wrong in making that choice. I will try to put everything back together again. Trust me will you? I have gain much more confident after all this. I know I will do well; BUT for F&amp;N, I guess is a DROP to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During F&amp;N lessons; I went over to Ilink and saw my previous results from sec 1 and 2. I found that my result was real god. I mean better then now? My math and science was the best among all. But now? math is at the bolder line and sci I guess better. I will work hard; I know I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there won't be anymore hope on F&amp;N. Got RR from her; But all of us didn't went. I think it all over again. Actually that day, I some kind of going to drop the idea of DROPPING F&amp;N. But now? You gave me back the idea. I can't stand the way you do things okay. Treating us like what? Your fucking dog? We ain't robots. And yet; you giving us so much to do and all the deadlines ad whatsoever. We couldn't do; RR was what we get. Even those who pass up? What the fuck you want? 3e6 got better management then us; They ain't like you; Speeding everything up; making us so confused. I can't stand this, and that's all okay. I am DROPPING THIS SUBJECT. You can also don't care about me. &amp; continue with your STUDENTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk a lot about dreams and supernatural things during eng at library with JC and RN. Funfun. Then went home to take money and to school to find von and give HC and XY choco. Can't find von for a long long time. Then saw her inside helping cher with the refreshments and stuffs. Went in help them a bit. [: with the forks. I know de okay; Saw cher; Sad sia. DANIAL luhh; Hai wo bu ke yi go UK. ]]: Next year then go; Sad lorhs. Clarence thanks for your help but to disappoint you; YOu are going alone now. Cause I can't go. Remember to buy me presents okay. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting for the 19 and 23 may. [[[: For the play of OFF CENTRE and MACBETH. [: OMG luhh. 23 may lehs. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-1419304393970054431?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1419304393970054431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=1419304393970054431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1419304393970054431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1419304393970054431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/choices.html' title='choices'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-7323991229915899940</id><published>2007-04-18T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T19:29:16.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bd</title><content type='html'>Firstly;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my pri 6 and sec 1 classmate, friend *CHANG HUI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay; day was as normal. After school; went to have our lunch and KFC and after that t GV to catch Meet The Robinsons. Was superb. I love the dino can. SO cute. The friend so stupid. hahas. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk-e home. &amp; my leg is stupidly painful can. Can't stand it anymore. Walking seems diff to me now. Can't even walk properly. Sometimes just felt like I am falling down. Sigh;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; thats stupid letters of death is NC 16; FCUK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell you; But I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;FCUK LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;Can you be the one telling me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-7323991229915899940?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7323991229915899940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=7323991229915899940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/7323991229915899940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/7323991229915899940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/bd.html' title='bd'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-100465322836781882</id><published>2007-04-17T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T19:38:01.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>treasure;;</title><content type='html'>You were once a memory to me.&lt;br /&gt;You were once that cute.&lt;br /&gt;You were once that nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;You were once the one I love.&lt;br /&gt;You were once the one I change for.&lt;br /&gt;You were once the one who made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;You were once the one who cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;You were once the one who brighten up my life.&lt;br /&gt;You were once the one who cares for me.&lt;br /&gt;You were also once the one who hurt me deeply.&lt;br /&gt;You were also once mine.&lt;br /&gt;You aren't now.&lt;br /&gt;You aren't the one to cheer me up now.&lt;br /&gt;You aren't the one who made me smile now.&lt;br /&gt;You aren't any. But&lt;br /&gt;You were once my memory and forever my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deleted that lamest post ever. Cause thinking of it; it simply did not show the meaning. RN I agree with you okay!&lt;br /&gt;Friend; I love you. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-100465322836781882?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/100465322836781882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=100465322836781882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/100465322836781882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/100465322836781882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/treasure.html' title='treasure;;'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-5018741232218326643</id><published>2007-04-16T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:37:26.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arghs;;</title><content type='html'>Can't stand it anymore; I hate NAFA I tell you; it makes my muscle cramp like siao after doing that standing board jump for uncounted times. Stupid can. Now My backbone also hurt like siao liao. Can't sit straight. I think its coming back again;; The pain I use to have on my back; GOnna continue bringing my pills to school again. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting of the week so not good liao; Whats more? Lit; was equally boring. But was much better after thinking of going to the plays. OMG;; got one is from the book OFF CENTRE. Which is like saying about the used-to-be insane ppl. Hohoho; But sad luh, can't go UK. Sorry Clarence, cher say no space liao. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math; I finaly learn something luh. I can only say, I don't really understand what mr tan is teaching.I know; I'll understand a little. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem; Shiok uhs. Got back the test result; got 23/25. First time sia, second highest. CK big bully keep saying me lorhs. ]]: I know I slack; bt at least I never fail my test okay. Then some can still say miracle sia. SAD sia. ]]]: Haishh;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng nothing much then was F&amp;N. Oh fuck; I ahte that the most can; Gonna drop it soon. Stupid subject. Almost everyone hates her can. Stayed back again after the test. Sian sian sian. Postpone the movie to wed. [: BUt wed also need to stay back lehs;; ]]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to BBS to buy Sharon's foolscape; then to FP for lunch. Damn funny things happen there luhh. We talk like as if its our home like that. Ten went to toilet. FUNNY sia; Cause I wanted to get in then Hui ji go push the door mahs. THen i cannot open the door; Then I saw some switches, SO I press one of it and I saw thelights went off inside. THen Huiji damn funny luhhs; Sream and ran out of the toilet. While sher and pis still inside. We laugh like siao there. THen went to busstop to wait for bus. THen we say sher is ghost. SO we keep crapping. After their bus come; I sat down on the bench mahs. THen I tell sher; We waiting for bus 293 [its the busstop at sch sidegate] Then she was like; zhe li bu shi zi you 291 meh? Yeah; so wewaiting for 293 mahs. End up; we sit there very long keep saying that sher is ghost. SO as a kind human; I say we acc her home. WAlked with sher till main gate. All of themare ghost only I am human. hahas. CRAP. THen went in sch crap with CH then went out following CH home. hehe. Walk to 7-11 again. WE walk 1 whole round lorhs. Then they walk we home. Such good ghost. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I really ................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-5018741232218326643?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5018741232218326643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=5018741232218326643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5018741232218326643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5018741232218326643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/arghs.html' title='arghs;;'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-6320576315500455963</id><published>2007-04-14T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T10:55:44.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogsong;;</title><content type='html'>I have change-d my blog song to - MY LOVE MY FATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go study with my dear steady later. [:&lt;br /&gt;I am so guai. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My love my fate you will fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;以後隔天與地&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I love I hate I ll miss you always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;我永遠亦愛你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;太美好的東西 會走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;還未愛夠了你 怎放手&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;從來不肯假想 失去你那感受&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;我這對腳 怎麼走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;從來並未練習過溫柔&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;遲學你或已經沒法接受&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;然後你會說我跟她分左與右&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;誰希罕這種手拖手&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my love my fate you will fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;再沒有戀愛味&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I love I hate I ll always be afraid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;永遠也害怕你&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;我要首先講聲 我走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;還是愛到你說 請你走&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;如果講一聲 請照顧 我感受&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;我最怕你講出口&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;從來並未練習過溫柔&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;遲學你或已經沒法接受&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;然後你會說我跟她分左與右&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;誰希罕這種手拖手&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;下次開心已要靠自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;下次頂多飾演好知己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;其實再次見你 真需要 靠演技&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;也要你我好心地&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my love my fate you will fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;過去當做看戲&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;世界當沒有你 Ooh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How stupid can I be? TO go read that* again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haiish. I guess, thats it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-6320576315500455963?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6320576315500455963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=6320576315500455963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6320576315500455963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6320576315500455963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/blogsong.html' title='blogsong;;'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-3217139336195391708</id><published>2007-04-11T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T19:13:16.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end;</title><content type='html'>Okay, I am blogging or maybe.. erm, updating this blog. Did somthng real stupid luhh. forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I type everything out. And deleted everything. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess. I have really got nth to blog anymore. life is boring. days are sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if its the truth. But;; I know I should stop thinking of it. Its time to get on. Start on your studies. Mr silva told me; if you try your best, thats enough. It doesn't matter that if you got on the first in school or what. At least you tried your best. I know; Some peope don't evengive their best. Well, at least I will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It takes time to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It takes time to do well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It take times to forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It takes time for everyhing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will you ever know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have you ever understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I bet not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I know what I am feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp; I won't know what your feeling if you don't tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe we did feel the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let it goes as its fated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That feeling for you; is getting control over me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ni zhi bu zhi dao wo de gan jue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-3217139336195391708?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3217139336195391708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=3217139336195391708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3217139336195391708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3217139336195391708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/end.html' title='end;'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-6255205994908277284</id><published>2007-04-09T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T18:15:33.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blueyy mondayy</title><content type='html'>I know why people say monday blue. Cause monday's sky is blue!. Duh;; Actually. Is because. Starting of the week, the school is torturing us. Making us study till so late. Not only that, cher will try to make us stay back. I think in the whole tampines area, I think our school ends the latest? Well, that only goes to the unlucky batch of sec 3 and 4 and 5. So, I am one of the unlucky ones. What kinda school will make us stay so long for lessons, moreover, I don't think that helps in anyway. Making us so tired for what. Making long hours of lessons for us. Don't talk about teachers giving us extra lessons. On late days. example monday and thurs. They will just say, you think we want to stay back because of your ********** work? Since that is the case? I don't undersand why you making us stay back to scold us and make yourself sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay stop this subject. Before it really makes me lost interest in going school, because of the long hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much happenings, now I felt so fucking stress sia. How to concentrate on the studies? I think I gotta try studying myself. maybe that helps? Miss out all lessons tday, due to rr. slept there but was darn noisy. The fan blew directly on me. Shoik. Went home then. Stupid stomach cramp. make me can't stand straight and walk properly. SO can' meet my dear von to buy our pencil box. ]]]: Wed then go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys got read von's blog. You will know about yesterday's things. Keith was shocked by me. WHo ask him to be so not attentive while walking. So I went directly infront of him and said; KEITH. hahas. See his reaction, so funny. [[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home and did my concept map. Its all in GREEN can. [[[: I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that wugui at minitoons. That big big one. [: SO cute. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-6255205994908277284?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6255205994908277284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=6255205994908277284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6255205994908277284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6255205994908277284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/blueyy-mondayy.html' title='blueyy mondayy'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-6020641181686473079</id><published>2007-04-06T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T17:38:08.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>msn maddness</title><content type='html'>[: Went madding with shao hui on MSN. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RhYQ82YWdpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JJECd2-LKi0/s1600-h/msn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050242669718435474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RhYQ82YWdpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JJECd2-LKi0/s320/msn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the same nick;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RhYRCWYWdqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0aAP-ZQ8-go/s1600-h/Picture18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050242764207716002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RhYRCWYWdqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0aAP-ZQ8-go/s320/Picture18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same dp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RhYRZGYWdrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/JbD9h911Ku0/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050243155049739954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RhYRZGYWdrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/JbD9h911Ku0/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same font; sorry its blur. Its taken by shao hui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO we went madding around. Sometimes; talking to yourself even. Asking and replying ourself. [[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:*faint*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:call ambulance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:yaya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:i called le&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:omg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:u reallly call?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:ya i did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:omg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:then when coming?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:later lorh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:faster faster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:later he die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:SHAO HUI~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:i think soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:omg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:MICHELEE&lt;br /&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:SHAO HUI DON'T DIE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:AMBULANCE COMING LE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:MICHELLE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:I GOT LAST FEW WORDS&lt;br /&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:lets take a photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:XDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:then when i die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:use that photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:with ur face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:HAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:wait for me to die first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:then we use&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:so you stay in coffin till i die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:WOn't be long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:80 more years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:must wait for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:put our face together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:sure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:then people sa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:sa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:so who is the dead one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:say*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:both&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:ahahahahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:haahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:omg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:we so high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:ahhahahha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:low leh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hahhahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:shaohui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:will u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:willingly die together with E1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:i dont&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:ahhahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hahahs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:E1: I also not willingly die with E2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:*run*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:before kena caught&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:for not dying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says::P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:too late&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:argh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:u are caught!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:sad sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:byebye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:E2 is waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:slowly wait~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says::P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:maybe you should blog this out michelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:okay sure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:it will be nice right michelle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:yupi dont like anyone =D (bgr) says:hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess who is talking;; hahahahahas. [[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shaohui the shuai elephant.&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/17426241-6020641181686473079?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6020641181686473079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=6020641181686473079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6020641181686473079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6020641181686473079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/msn-maddness.html' title='msn maddness'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RhYQ82YWdpI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JJECd2-LKi0/s72-c/msn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-2773623062422976655</id><published>2007-04-06T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T11:15:53.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>You should have ask-ed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-2773623062422976655?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2773623062422976655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=2773623062422976655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2773623062422976655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2773623062422976655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-8224689995300429467</id><published>2007-04-05T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T09:57:44.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things to get done.</title><content type='html'>I am blogging okay;; SO my blog isnt dead. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Iconnecxion thingy;; only waste my time nia. Darn lag and now its extended to SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still one very good thing about it;; NO SCHOOL. hahas. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner with VONNYY. And headed to tuition after that. Math is making my life shorter. I am so confuse can; kept writting the wrong thing. Oh gosh. But soon, quite okay luhh. Gonna faint soon. Went walking home and send von to the bus-stop. She took the old bus;; 293. 293 years old le lehs. hahas. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have alot of plan; but hopefully I can get everything done?&lt;br /&gt;this coming week; buy my pencil case with evonny. She gonna watch over me. &amp; prevent me from spending my money. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;next week; watch Meet the robinsons. Hopefully its still on the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;1 may; watch SPIDERMAN 3! oh my goooooooooosh;; MUST WATCH. hahas. [:&lt;br /&gt;someday; maybe watch The Hills have Eyes 2 / The Letters of Death / Nightmare Detective. wahhahs. I will if I have enough cash with me. [:&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in july or august ;; FAHRENHEIT's 2nd ALBUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evonnyyy nuerr;; Me and girlfriend tingting neve bully you okay. We are gooddyys. hees. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-8224689995300429467?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8224689995300429467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=8224689995300429467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/8224689995300429467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/8224689995300429467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/things-to-get-done.html' title='things to get done.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-7581681756723420832</id><published>2007-04-02T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T18:47:01.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>number 23;;</title><content type='html'>Watch &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NUMBER 23&lt;/span&gt; with pearlyn today;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bused down to &lt;em&gt;shaw house&lt;/em&gt; and catch the 10.45 one;; Damn funny we choose the &lt;strong&gt;back sit&lt;/strong&gt; which only consist the 2 of us luhh. The whole cinema less then 10 people lorh. I think got 6 then 2 left even before the movie is finish. As I was saying, sitting behind alone is damn scary luhh. THe sound effect is like OMG. Then we keep hearing weird weird sounds. hahas. [: Was watching the movie and crapping at the same time. As if the whole theater is ours. Well; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt; is my favourite number and so I crap about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movie, everything about it was the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NUMBER 23&lt;/span&gt;. So it was saying all kinda things happens and no matter what, it links to the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;number 23&lt;/span&gt;. SO this guy who read the book was the author of that book. Which he doesn't know till the wife told him. He commited suicide or whatever and lead him to forget about his past. Damn funny. Got one part which we got shock was when this blonde lady jump down of the building right infront of the guy. This blonde wanted to commit suicide because of the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NUMBER 23&lt;/span&gt;. Which was a curse from his dad or whatever. Well, she said;; SHe like the colour pink and pink is form by the colour red and white. SO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RED[27] + WHITE[65]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; = *27+65* 92. SO pink have four letters right, SO 92 divide by 4 = &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. SO she said the whole ting to the guy and all came to a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;twenty FUCKING three&lt;/span&gt;. SO &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;number 23&lt;/span&gt; was a kinda curse to her. SO she commited suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO after the movie; I started counting everything, but nothing comes to a 23. ]: BUT, my birthdate contains &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt;. [[: hohoho. well, this movie is kinda nice. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23 or a reverted 23&lt;/span&gt; [32]. hahas. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around orchard and we got one good conclusion. &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; makes good friends. Cause pearlyn likes &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; and i like &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;. AND we are good friends. We went around the shops and guess what. and item that comes with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; will have &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;. if not both don't have. hahs. [: &amp;amp; we love red too. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; is a nice colour. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED [27]&lt;/span&gt;. [[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to tampines to get our medicine. WEnt home then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-7581681756723420832?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7581681756723420832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=7581681756723420832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/7581681756723420832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/7581681756723420832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/number-23.html' title='number 23;;'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-3607168596502578536</id><published>2007-04-01T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T12:23:00.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beanny bean</title><content type='html'>Catch beanny yesterday as said;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after buying the tickets went to eat at KFC. Kept laughing due tothe influence of von. Alot of funny things happen;; want know more go see von de blog;;&lt;br /&gt;Damn stupid thing is that we sat on the first row can. My neck damn pain lorh;; Then we started blaming each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the movie was indeed funny;; How can he do all this kind of things;; eating the 'prawn' with the shells together. *faints* He was suay enough and got alot of people into trouble. He somemore can walk like nothing is gonna happen lorh;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, went to slack with von at cp till 9 plus. Took photos;;&lt;br /&gt;well, stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY APRIL FOOLS DAY;; FOOLS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-3607168596502578536?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3607168596502578536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=3607168596502578536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3607168596502578536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3607168596502578536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/04/beanny-bean.html' title='beanny bean'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-4608712828685626421</id><published>2007-03-31T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T11:26:08.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never let you go;;</title><content type='html'>Change-d my blog song to- Never let you go;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna catch a movie with von later on;;&lt;br /&gt;Mr beannyy beann [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I could do now;; But give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling&lt;br /&gt;I would sing to you and tell you I won't live my life without you;;&lt;br /&gt;If you gave me one chance to tell you how I was feeling&lt;br /&gt;I would hold your hand and look in your eyes and you'd know I'll never let you go;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-4608712828685626421?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4608712828685626421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=4608712828685626421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4608712828685626421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4608712828685626421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/03/never-let-you-go.html' title='Never let you go;;'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-296000912869316478</id><published>2007-03-28T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T18:36:03.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fated?</title><content type='html'>Is it fated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess is not;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, went home after recess. Walk up to class and down to office for I think 3 times, Like wtf. Sick still have to go up and down to look for cher. Called my parent and vp talk to my mum, end up, I still went home myself. After getting the signature from mrs kho and mr silva, went home and to the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, got excuse for PE. Went home, ate the medicine which I couldn't take to school to eat. cause later i eat I can sleep throughout the lesson. Slept damn long. But now, still very painful. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change-d place. Everytime change place in class I sure not in class de lorh. sian uhs. Its fated de, everytime I not in class will change our sitting arrangement. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prove to me.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how much I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-296000912869316478?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/296000912869316478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=296000912869316478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/296000912869316478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/296000912869316478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/03/fated.html' title='fated?'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-7771714197026554763</id><published>2007-03-27T18:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T18:52:54.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love michelle. [:</title><content type='html'>Shagg-ed;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went madd-ing around. I don't know if I was to be happy or sad. Well, I guess. I am not even happy? Oh well, had oreo cereal during recess. Bu shuai de shuai ge paid $2 and the rest, me and pamm. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the screening thing. Choon Kiat darn funny lorhs. Then went to 4n1 and back to class listen to him nag. Fucking cb. Slept during lit, I am like going to school to sleep. Slack with Jasmine after school, long time no slack. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giraffe is my bf. [: *the giraffe from toysRus*&lt;br /&gt;Super cute. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am believing;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't get you outta my head;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;iwannaloveyoulikeiuseto;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-7771714197026554763?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7771714197026554763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=7771714197026554763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/7771714197026554763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/7771714197026554763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-michelle.html' title='love michelle. [:'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-5825510878948076681</id><published>2007-03-26T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:05:59.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new things ahead;;</title><content type='html'>New blogskin;; a million thanks to my girlfriend, NING-&lt;br /&gt;Blogsong;; Shining Kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slack-ed. blog some other day. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Can I love?&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/17426241-5825510878948076681?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5825510878948076681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=5825510878948076681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5825510878948076681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5825510878948076681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-things-ahead.html' title='new things ahead;;'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-6523846479544784088</id><published>2007-03-18T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:55:06.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>madness</title><content type='html'>Pamm and her madness. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with a mad one today, POOR MICHELLE. *awwws*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to GV to catch a movie. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;STOMP the YARD&lt;/span&gt;. Its super duper plus pepper de nice. I love love the dances in the movie luhhs. Its like omg, wow. haas. I am crapping again. [: Well, this movie is something like Step Up, but this is on teamwork kinda stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to buy my shoeeyy and makan. Didn't finish though. I have been wasting food recently. I guess because I am sick and hence no appetite. Yesterday went out for dinner with von also waste food seh. I think I ate less then half of the food lor. ]: But I felt full after I see the food. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Train-ed to Pasir Ris. I so ke lian. face a mad one there. Keep saying pure madness. Then bus-ed to prp. Took video and pictures. Walk-ed by the shore. Sad sad, she cannot go play water with me. Haas. [: Well, went off after awhile cause of the weather. no good. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk talk alot while walking. I was thinking. Hmms. lalalalaaas~ Alot of memories flash through my mind. How fun 2e3'06 was. The chalet and stuff. I really can't forget. Playing poker, mahjong, bbq-ing, watching vcds, tonning. Celebrating DJ's birthday. Like one whole big family. Aloha bangalow 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay okay. stop all this. Later at night can't sleep. Went to B&amp;J to eat ice cream. SWEET~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some pictures to end my post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/Rf01DzedccI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XyrMWzlh-64/s1600-h/Picture0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043245497198670274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/Rf01DzedccI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XyrMWzlh-64/s320/Picture0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/Rf012TedcfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/S5IUQjyvlPU/s1600-h/Picture0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043246364782064114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/Rf012TedcfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/S5IUQjyvlPU/s320/Picture0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B&amp;amp;J ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/Rf01UzedcdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8OGSE6GJ0Vg/s1600-h/Picture19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043245789256446418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/Rf01UzedcdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8OGSE6GJ0Vg/s320/Picture19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/Rf01qDedceI/AAAAAAAAAGg/RfaC_ZwAFUM/s1600-h/Picture25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043246154328666594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/Rf01qDedceI/AAAAAAAAAGg/RfaC_ZwAFUM/s320/Picture25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was drinking this a few days back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/Rf02ajedcgI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MQdyQK93JTo/s1600-h/Picture048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043246987552322050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/Rf02ajedcgI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MQdyQK93JTo/s320/Picture048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PAMM the mad. [:&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/17426241-6523846479544784088?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6523846479544784088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=6523846479544784088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6523846479544784088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6523846479544784088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/03/madness.html' title='madness'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_bEiK2Xpm86I/Rf01DzedccI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/XyrMWzlh-64/s72-c/Picture0040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-1611919734550319020</id><published>2007-03-16T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:27:27.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>谁还记得&lt;br /&gt;是谁先说永远的爱我&lt;br /&gt;以前的一句话&lt;br /&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过了太久&lt;br /&gt;没人记得当初那些温柔&lt;br /&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;br /&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们都忘了&lt;br /&gt;这条路走了多久&lt;br /&gt;心中是清楚的&lt;br /&gt;有一天有一天都会停的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;让时间说真话&lt;br /&gt;虽然我也害怕&lt;br /&gt;在天黑了以后&lt;br /&gt;我们都不知道会不会有遗憾&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁还记得&lt;br /&gt;是谁先说永远的爱我&lt;br /&gt;以前的一句&lt;br /&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过了太久&lt;br /&gt;没人记得当初那些温柔&lt;br /&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;br /&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们都累了&lt;br /&gt;却没办法往回走&lt;br /&gt;两颗心都迷惑&lt;br /&gt;怎么说怎么说都没有救&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的为什么&lt;br /&gt;也许你也不懂&lt;br /&gt;两个相爱的人&lt;br /&gt;等对方先说找分开的理由&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁还记得爱情开始变化的时候&lt;br /&gt;我和你的眼中&lt;br /&gt;看见了不同的天空&lt;br /&gt;走的太远&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于走到分岔路的路口&lt;br /&gt;是不是你和我&lt;br /&gt;要有两个相反的梦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谁还记得&lt;br /&gt;是谁先说永远的爱我&lt;br /&gt;以前的一句话&lt;br /&gt;是我们以后的伤口&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过了太久&lt;br /&gt;没人记得当初那些温柔&lt;br /&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;br /&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;br /&gt;我和你手牵手&lt;br /&gt;说要一起走到最后&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;如果你不珍惜现在你所拥有的，你一定会后悔，因为过去的时光永远不会回来！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;这句话让我更珍惜自己现在所拥有的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;因为我失去过，得不回自己想要的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;眼前事物多， 自己想要得自己却不知道。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;没去珍惜，却忽略了它。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;一旦它不在了， 才懂得去珍惜。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;我学会了珍惜，从自己所做错的，学习什么是对的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;因为，“一个从来没有犯错的人往往也是不可能把事情做好的人！”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;而我有了大家所给的鼓励，所以有了那勇气去把事情做好。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;“別人的鼓勵是我們靈魂的氧氣”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;一直停留在不愉快的回憶裡是沒有用的，所以現在就覺悟吧，因為只有你自己可選擇你要有一個傷心，還是開心的人生。我要你快樂，我也相信你可以做到的!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;要改变环境，不如先改变自己&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;我想我是喜欢你的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-1611919734550319020?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1611919734550319020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=1611919734550319020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1611919734550319020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1611919734550319020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-6456085512602083136</id><published>2007-03-13T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T20:44:24.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIA camp fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am having camp fever till now. Wells, I got too hyper during the camp and now I a a little insane I guess. Opps!. I said it. [duhhhs] -.-"'&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;Oh well, it was a great camp. But our sec one camp is better. I love the blind men trail the most. Oh my, it will like forever be part of my memory. Well, I was in charge of the quiet classroom. But I went to be a trail leader due to some reasons. It was fun luhh. Well, after the whole trail, I was a little wet. Went to find JC and von, Thanks to RIC, I was wet. Took of my shoe and my bag, Went to play with them. Damn fun luhh. But we were real wet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay okay. Stop my grandmother story. If you really want to continue and read my story, I guess you gotta read till morning. Haah. Best thing of the camp: - Got to make new friends. Know more people. Hahas. [[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd day was the initiative games. Got paired up with diana, khairi and erin. We wee like all mad. Kept shouting and shouting till sore throat. hahas. Its always a great part of memory. Then there was campfire at night. How to describe it? Hmms. Fantastic? Marvelous? Well, Make it simple. It was great and nice. Had alot of fun shouting and screaming and of cause cheering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd day was the telematch day. Had much fun encouraging them, and so on. After which was the small PowerPoint slide of the pictures they took. Then was the prize giving and then one small video on mr jae. Well, The end of the camp. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some little pictures to end this post. I'm lazy to continue though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfaaJDedcUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JVdQH474TRg/s1600-h/Picture70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041386313230414146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfaaJDedcUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JVdQH474TRg/s320/Picture70.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the camp fire. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfaaVTedcVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/m_uABJmv0Z8/s1600-h/Camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041386523683811666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfaaVTedcVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/m_uABJmv0Z8/s320/Camp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kailin, pris, michelle, pamm, JC. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfaajzedcWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/J67_ME16PRk/s1600-h/Camp+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041386772791914850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfaajzedcWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/J67_ME16PRk/s320/Camp+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfaauTedcXI/AAAAAAAAAFo/L_Kv4_2VMdA/s1600-h/Camp+act+dao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041386953180541298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfaauTedcXI/AAAAAAAAAFo/L_Kv4_2VMdA/s320/Camp+act+dao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;act dao uhs. -.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/Rfaa6jedcYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/E0XLqjQraHc/s1600-h/me+and+Jing+chee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041387163633938818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/Rfaa6jedcYI/AAAAAAAAAFw/E0XLqjQraHc/s320/me+and+Jing+chee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;twist! michelle and JC. x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfabGTedcZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KBWzJA8Tmus/s1600-h/michelle+and+pris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041387365497401746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfabGTedcZI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KBWzJA8Tmus/s320/michelle+and+pris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;michelle and pris. We actually have biscuit in our mouth luhh. Wanted to act retard de. But we failed. ]:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfabdzedcaI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IHm31RRGlEY/s1600-h/Picture014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041387769224327586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfabdzedcaI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IHm31RRGlEY/s320/Picture014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 3 fireballs being lighted up on the 3rd and 4th floor. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conclusion of camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUN. hahas. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random Pic-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfacRTedcbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Gv6pGkPrrZ4/s1600-h/100_0415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041388653987590578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfacRTedcbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Gv6pGkPrrZ4/s320/100_0415.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/17426241-6456085512602083136?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6456085512602083136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=6456085512602083136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6456085512602083136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6456085512602083136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/03/hia-camp-fever.html' title='HIA camp fever'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RfaaJDedcUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/JVdQH474TRg/s72-c/Picture70.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-6053993914382400011</id><published>2007-03-07T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T19:25:31.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱</title><content type='html'>每天看着你，是我乖乖上课的原动力。&lt;br /&gt;还有你那灿烂的笑容，可以让我忘掉一些不开心的事情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道你是不可能会喜欢我，可是我也不想要放弃啊！&lt;br /&gt;因为我觉得，我只要一直在你的身边，我就很心满意足了。&lt;br /&gt;而且你也不会嫌我烦，甚至在我难过的时候，你都很愿意陪在我身边。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;难道一对互相喜欢的人一定要成为情侣才会是happy ending吗？&lt;br /&gt;我真的没有把握&lt;br /&gt;我真的不知道该怎么办&lt;br /&gt;但我觉得我已经习惯这种偷偷爱着你的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;既然我已经确定我们之间爱情的存在了&lt;br /&gt;难道真的还要破坏平衡吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我就是不愿意去相信，所以才选择了逃避。&lt;br /&gt;因为这一切的一切都不是我想要的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但这一天还是到了，应该来的总是会来的。&lt;br /&gt;我是该勇敢的去面对，我不能再那么自私。&lt;br /&gt;虽然我想一直维持这种偷偷爱着你的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;可是这种感情，不因该有我自己一个人来决定啊。&lt;br /&gt;对你太不公平了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最猛的是我有&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;傻傻的勇气&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果没有奇迹我创造一个给你&lt;br /&gt;好的坏的都是我的要撑到底&lt;br /&gt;你让我相信我可以&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在见到你关键的第一秒&lt;br /&gt;爱的情愫开始发酵&lt;br /&gt;小心翼翼写给你的纸条&lt;br /&gt;幸福划上星星记号&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你像一座孤傲的岛&lt;br /&gt;有自己的城堡&lt;br /&gt;我是上不了岸的潮&lt;br /&gt;也只能将你围绕&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;全世界的人都知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一厢情愿是种烦恼&lt;br /&gt;只要换你一次微笑&lt;br /&gt;就算是做梦也会笑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;全世界的人不知道&lt;br /&gt;我不在乎付出多少&lt;br /&gt;我想这就是幸福写照&lt;br /&gt;任何人不能阻止我对你的好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在那一秒，我的心停止了。&lt;br /&gt;我付出的爱，你知道吗？&lt;br /&gt;你是在逃避吗？&lt;br /&gt;你所留下的伤痕，是会永远永远的留在我心里。&lt;br /&gt;没有什么东西可以弥补那伤口。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你身上专属的陌生味道&lt;br /&gt;是我确认你存在的目标&lt;br /&gt;不用来回张望了&lt;br /&gt;知道今世我们相隔着一个街角&lt;br /&gt;这么久了还是可以看到&lt;br /&gt;感觉的到你对我的重要&lt;br /&gt;不会被天黑天亮打扰&lt;br /&gt;你每一次的温柔我都想炫耀&lt;br /&gt;我们绕了这么一圈才&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;遇到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我比谁都更明白你的重要&lt;br /&gt;沉默久了我就决定了&lt;br /&gt;决定了你的手我握了不会放掉&lt;br /&gt;我答应自己不再庸人自扰&lt;br /&gt;因为我要的我自己知道&lt;br /&gt;只要你的肩膀依然让我靠&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;默默在你的身后守侯的我&lt;br /&gt;多想看你不经意的笑容&lt;br /&gt;或许我的心你不懂&lt;br /&gt;我努力让你感动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只想对你说:"我爱你!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-6053993914382400011?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/6053993914382400011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=6053993914382400011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6053993914382400011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/6053993914382400011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='爱'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-8877922881745634996</id><published>2007-03-04T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T13:36:01.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hana Kimi.</title><content type='html'>I am back to blogging as promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much happenings which makes me don't know whether to be happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;I may seems happy outside. But inside may be different. I think somethings ain't meant to be that way. But now it is. I used to believe. &amp; I use to think. Why must things turns out like this? My heart breaks every time when things didn't turn out correctly. Now, what left in my heart is just the scars of my heart break. Well, everything might just turns out nicely for you once. You think that that was the happiest moment of your life. Everything was meant to be prefect. Even your guy. Well, months later, you'll realise that everything wasn't that fine, that good. I always thought you'll prove. But you didn't.  Now that everything changes, I think I may change and its not to the better side I guess. I am just to down. Thinking of every un-positive. I am sorry if my words may hurt you, what I said is so uncontrollable. Cause that little knife stab to deeply in my heart. All the blood flowing out and hence, I shall be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of the happy moments in my life. But what I got was even more sadness. Cause everything was almost perfect happiness that I wanted. But all of it, perhaps one or two is the only thing that I've got now. Friendship has always be the most important thing in my life. So now, I shall not let this spoil my mood for the rest of my week perhaps years. Cause I am gonna enjoy myself on Friday. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have never felt as sad as before. Cause I'm seriously hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone ask, ain't you sad.&lt;br /&gt;I replied, I may seems happy, but maybe I'm sad?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Be disappointed in me bahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everytime I see you, I moods get better. I don't know why. I just felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真正的爱情就像鬼魂一样，看不见，却能感受得到。&lt;br /&gt;谁认每个人多不停的讨论着爱情的存在，但是这世界又有几个人遇到真爱呢？&lt;br /&gt;有人认为，根本不必去期待还没发生的事，也有人相信，应该采取防守状态，被动的等待爱情的出现，才能减少主动追求时受到的错则跟风险。更有许多人打从心底否定了爱情的意义和可能性。&lt;br /&gt;然而，爱情跟鬼魂的相依性不只这些，爱跟鬼一样，看不见并不代表它不存在．&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-8877922881745634996?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8877922881745634996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=8877922881745634996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/8877922881745634996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/8877922881745634996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/03/hana-kimi.html' title='Hana Kimi.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-1645200847007802808</id><published>2007-02-14T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T19:11:32.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't be blogging till next week I guess. [:&lt;br /&gt;-away&lt;br /&gt;-lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehheh. Its valentines today and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;CHOCOLATES&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!! [:&lt;br /&gt;&amp; It melt. ]: Shall eat all the chocolate while going to Malaysia. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt; in advance. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; remember my angbaos. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-1645200847007802808?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1645200847007802808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=1645200847007802808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1645200847007802808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1645200847007802808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines.html' title='valentines'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-5066091004661466556</id><published>2007-02-09T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T18:49:01.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chocolate story.</title><content type='html'>Today's topic: Poor Kinder Surprise and crazy Pamela. [:&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;How should I start it leh... Okay okay. Shall not use &lt;s&gt;Once upon a time&lt;/s&gt; or &lt;s&gt;Long long ago&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Okay luhhs. I blog luhh. But seriously I don't know how to start seh. hahas. I start with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just now, after helping Pamm's class with their decorations, Pamela, went insane. *hahaha* Well, here are somethings we think out of just now [while walking to cheers.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029484624510652754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxRnl8_EVI/AAAAAAAAADM/xXVC87E0_fk/s320/Picture08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chocolates have many different types of brand right. &amp;&amp;amp; Different brands of chocolates are for different type of people and human beings to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Are for aliens. [Cause there is this planet called MARS]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kitkat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Are for cats. [Cause its Kit'cat'.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snickers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: For those who wear sneakers. [Cause the pronunciation]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kinder Bueno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: For kind people. [The spelling consists 'Kind']&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;VanHolten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: For van holders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay okay. Stop the chocolate thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went chocolate finding at Fairprice [For fair and price people]. After that, we went to 7-11 to buy Kinder Surprise. I keep saying 'Poor kinder chocolate gonna be eaten by pamela'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxR0V8_EWI/AAAAAAAAADU/fTcMd2mN6K4/s1600-h/Picture010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029484843553984866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxR0V8_EWI/AAAAAAAAADU/fTcMd2mN6K4/s320/Picture010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kinder Surprise is so poor thing. Luckily, I have got some picutres of it. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxSMl8_EXI/AAAAAAAAADc/DVwNs5juMsE/s1600-h/Picture0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029485260165812594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxSMl8_EXI/AAAAAAAAADc/DVwNs5juMsE/s320/Picture0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^^ Kinder SURPRISE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxSe18_EYI/AAAAAAAAADk/cLWUc7JwwKg/s1600-h/Picture0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029485573698425218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxSe18_EYI/AAAAAAAAADk/cLWUc7JwwKg/s320/Picture0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxSnV8_EZI/AAAAAAAAADs/kEa0fcQzkkg/s1600-h/Picture0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029485719727313298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxSnV8_EZI/AAAAAAAAADs/kEa0fcQzkkg/s320/Picture0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kena rape by Pamela. *poor kinder*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxTAl8_EaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yVD2p7dzZ8Q/s1600-h/Picture15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029486153519010210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxTAl8_EaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yVD2p7dzZ8Q/s320/Picture15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG!! Its coming out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxTPF8_EbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/avuQebe2pc4/s1600-h/Picture07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029486402627113394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxTPF8_EbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/avuQebe2pc4/s320/Picture07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxT_18_EcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nupS5Hy3Mlc/s1600-h/Picture0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029487240145736130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxT_18_EcI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nupS5Hy3Mlc/s320/Picture0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ITs OUT!!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxYPV8_EdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/no_fKOlqGtE/s1600-h/Picture02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029491904480219602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxYPV8_EdI/AAAAAAAAAEM/no_fKOlqGtE/s320/Picture02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE 'SURPRISE'. Broken weirdo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxYfF8_EeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BCvKLmFeZ_4/s1600-h/Picture03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029492175063159266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxYfF8_EeI/AAAAAAAAAEU/BCvKLmFeZ_4/s320/Picture03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Werido being fixed. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxYqF8_EfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4zhl7FilMjE/s1600-h/Picture04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029492364041720306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxYqF8_EfI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4zhl7FilMjE/s320/Picture04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weirdo's twins. [[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pamm ate everything up [excluding the weirdo luhhs].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moral of the story, Pamm is insane and chocolate is so ke lian. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps: Pamm, I've blog about you. [:&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/17426241-5066091004661466556?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5066091004661466556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=5066091004661466556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5066091004661466556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5066091004661466556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/02/chocolate-story.html' title='chocolate story.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcxRnl8_EVI/AAAAAAAAADM/xXVC87E0_fk/s72-c/Picture08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-8043659337213692851</id><published>2007-02-06T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T18:49:01.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hana Kimi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;爱情其实是很复杂的东西, 有时候越暧昧反而越浪漫.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;真正最美好的部分, 不见得是摊在阳光下的.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真正的爱情就跟鬼魂一样, 大家都在说, 可是没几个真的遇到过.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;不过还没发生, 可不代表它不存在.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hane Kimi, episode 12 - watched.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wu Zun is really stuck in my mind. I shall be buying the whole episode once its all out. [ep 1 to 15] If you watch it you will really find it nice and is damn nice. Actually what I have written up there are all taken from ep 12. Find it kind of meaningful. Well, most of you should had heard about it since its gonna be air-ed on Channel U on 15 Feb. Watch it &amp;amp; you will know the power of love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I kinda find Jiro's reactions funny. His English is so 'nice'. "Are you hui mei guo?" [Are you going back to America?] Well, thats the funny side of him. But I find him quite "ke lian". Cause in almost every shows that he is filming, he won't get to get the girl he likes. Poor Jiro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for Wu Zun, in this show, he is caring, charming and so on and so for. He never fails to melt my heart. Everytime I watch this, no matter what mood I am in, I will sure be happy. As for Tokyo Juliet, yeahs its also something like hana kimi. I mean the character luhh. He gets the girl he likes. Well, We Zun, good for you. Always get a good character. Anyway. I still like it. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ella, ermms. In Hana-Kimi, she has to act as a guy. Cause she is in a boys school. Well, she looks kinda blur sometimes. BUT, she is still cute okay. Nothing much to say luhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Better get stopping. [: Gonna continue with my KO ONE. [:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我真得很喜欢他在我身边的感觉.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;真正的爱情就像鬼魂一样&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-8043659337213692851?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8043659337213692851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=8043659337213692851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/8043659337213692851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/8043659337213692851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/02/hana-kimi.html' title='Hana Kimi.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-1783446251048887802</id><published>2007-02-04T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:01:35.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures speaks a thousand words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am posting pics luhhs. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcXX4QvOFAI/AAAAAAAAACE/Pa9bBtzHIBo/s1600-h/Picture0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027661920594695170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcXX4QvOFAI/AAAAAAAAACE/Pa9bBtzHIBo/s320/Picture0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FERRERO ROCHER. [: My love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcXYBAvOFBI/AAAAAAAAACM/1vF1OdZ_wKU/s1600-h/1997163674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027662070918550546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcXYBAvOFBI/AAAAAAAAACM/1vF1OdZ_wKU/s320/1997163674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wu Zun, my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcXYOgvOFCI/AAAAAAAAACU/vYWi7uB1Tn4/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027662302846784546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcXYOgvOFCI/AAAAAAAAACU/vYWi7uB1Tn4/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shao hui's leg with paint. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcXYZgvOFDI/AAAAAAAAACc/Mz5XVqynnU8/s1600-h/Picture0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027662491825345586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcXYZgvOFDI/AAAAAAAAACc/Mz5XVqynnU8/s320/Picture0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pamm drew this. x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcXYmAvOFEI/AAAAAAAAACk/7CHo3qcwJ38/s1600-h/Picture0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027662706573710402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcXYmAvOFEI/AAAAAAAAACk/7CHo3qcwJ38/s320/Picture0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what we did just now~. [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcXY1QvOFFI/AAAAAAAAACs/qGNbpQ3rGt4/s1600-h/Picture0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027662968566715474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcXY1QvOFFI/AAAAAAAAACs/qGNbpQ3rGt4/s320/Picture0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place we slack. [: That car is extra luhhs. [[[[:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I have got somemore pictures. But I better don't blog it out. [:&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/17426241-1783446251048887802?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1783446251048887802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=1783446251048887802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1783446251048887802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1783446251048887802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/02/pictures-speaks-thousand-words.html' title='pictures speaks a thousand words.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcXX4QvOFAI/AAAAAAAAACE/Pa9bBtzHIBo/s72-c/Picture0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-5965910296884012389</id><published>2007-02-04T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:37:16.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paints.</title><content type='html'>BOOOOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met pamela and went to central park to meet shao hui~. Waited for the 2 other guys to come. THen off to buy things. Me and pamm went to eat while the others went to buy the sweets and stuffs. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to stage there, waited for them to come backthen started help hime write on the ice-cream stick. there is about 400 of it can. Then some write awhile then go paint banner. Left me writting. Shao hui pasting. Went over to the viod deck cause they say gonna rain soon. Went there and continue writting with the help of KAMIL? Hahaaas. [:  we kept snatching the colour of ice cream sticks we want. Finished with the writting then went on painting. [[[: Long long no paint le. [: &amp;&amp;amp; played with paints. The guy go paint my leg. So disgusting seh. &amp; somemore is cold de lors. So I paint shao hui's hand and he paint mine too. ]: Reeve came and help? hahas. okay luhhs. My hand was filled with paints. Went to wash up and off to return the vcd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to dearest carpark slack. [: Can fall asleep there lorhs. SO windy but just now was soooo hot. Took pics. Shall post some other times. [: I jump down reeve thought I fell down. ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-5965910296884012389?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5965910296884012389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=5965910296884012389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5965910296884012389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5965910296884012389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/02/paints.html' title='paints.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-4291188418583301890</id><published>2007-02-03T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:27:07.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferrero Rocher.</title><content type='html'>I am here to blog because VON ask me to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to update luhh. Went to meet pamm and so on just now. went to eat, then went popular. Went to carpark slack with pamm, reeve, jingchee and weide. Then 2 go and jin hui came. Conclusion of the day, pamm and reeve are monkeys. [: They jump here jump there. lol. [: I love sitting there~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow gonna help baddy shao hui. with pamm. I am goody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've updated my blog. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I love FERRERO ROCHER.&lt;br /&gt;Slacking at the carpark. [[[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-4291188418583301890?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4291188418583301890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=4291188418583301890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4291188418583301890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4291188418583301890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/02/ferrero-rocher.html' title='Ferrero Rocher.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-4327203679185461773</id><published>2007-01-31T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T13:50:16.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fahrenheit.</title><content type='html'>Didn't go school for some reasons. HOHOHO. [: I am still crazy over my hubby WU ZUN.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just finish reading RN's blog. Got the pics I wanted. But still, ELAINE!!!! Gonna gt pictures from her. Jasmine and Pearlyn. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really went &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FAHRENHEIT&lt;/span&gt; mad over this weekend and till now I am still crazy over it when ever I think of it. Those memories keep flashing through my mind. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WU ZUN&lt;/span&gt;, I will always support you derhs. 28/1, I really saw &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WU ZUN&lt;/span&gt; and even get to shake his hand. This was never a dream okay. I miss the moment on the stage, shaking hands with all the members of &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FAHRENHEIT&lt;/span&gt;. Looking at them into their eyes. Make me felt so shy. Cause they are just too hot and irresistible. They even melted our heart can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I wish I was the 93.3FM DJ who was the host on the day. WU XU MA LI. ARRRHS. Being reporter also ain't bad. If I was one, I will make &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FAHRENHEIT&lt;/span&gt; and even &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WU ZUN&lt;/span&gt; as the topic of my news. This was the first time, I thought about my future. Best of all, be a singer. Get to go taiwan and maybe you ill met FAHRENHEIT, JAY, JOLIN and even more there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcAqqCnNSoI/AAAAAAAAAAY/wf0mdVBt1_4/s1600-h/IMG_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026064085889665666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcAqqCnNSoI/AAAAAAAAAAY/wf0mdVBt1_4/s320/IMG_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The host I was talking about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcAqyinNSpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/pCNYomZL2hw/s1600-h/IMG_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026064231918553746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcAqyinNSpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/pCNYomZL2hw/s320/IMG_0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The front crowd. ONLY THE FRONT! They are blessed okay. They got the best view. But are kena push till siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcArQSnNSqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/C9UzWxZX8NU/s1600-h/IMG_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026064743019661986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcArQSnNSqI/AAAAAAAAAAo/C9UzWxZX8NU/s320/IMG_0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcAreSnNSrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pvr4U_sTpnM/s1600-h/IMG_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026064983537830578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="228" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcAreSnNSrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/pvr4U_sTpnM/s320/IMG_0016.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcArsSnNSsI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3g4rkMGKYhY/s1600-h/IMG_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026065224055999170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcArsSnNSsI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3g4rkMGKYhY/s320/IMG_0026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcArzinNStI/AAAAAAAAABA/zuxROOqvAu0/s1600-h/IMG_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026065348610050770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="229" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcArzinNStI/AAAAAAAAABA/zuxROOqvAu0/s320/IMG_0031.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcAsRSnNSvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/TnB0zQeLPxI/s1600-h/IMG_0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026065859711159026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcAsRSnNSvI/AAAAAAAAABQ/TnB0zQeLPxI/s320/IMG_0050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcAtBynNSwI/AAAAAAAAABY/jAB8VJ_1ZDI/s1600-h/IMG_0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026066692934814466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcAtBynNSwI/AAAAAAAAABY/jAB8VJ_1ZDI/s320/IMG_0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't feel like uploading all the pictures. [: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again. WU ZUN would like to thanks all the fans who support him. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will continue to supprt you derhs. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-4327203679185461773?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4327203679185461773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=4327203679185461773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4327203679185461773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4327203679185461773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/fahrenheit_31.html' title='fahrenheit.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RcAqqCnNSoI/AAAAAAAAAAY/wf0mdVBt1_4/s72-c/IMG_0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-4611582794094264644</id><published>2007-01-30T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:38:51.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAHRENHEIT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>WU ZUN SO SHUAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw wuzun and jiro and Aaron and Calvin at IMM on Sunday. Watch their performance then went to queue up for the autograph. I keep shouting WU ZUN~~ till my throat is still painful now. Went up and down the escalator and kept shouting WU ZUN. [: He did look up okay. But sadly, I turn away. Anyway, is I call derhs. [: Waited for a long long time for their autograph but its was worth it. People keep cutting queue. I think we are very lucky to get it and also we SHOOK their hands. Was damn high can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking up the stage, I was like getting more and more high. Is like 'OMG WU ZUN IS RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME LEHS.'  While they are signing was like looking at WU ZUN luhhs. Shook his hand cause he was the first one luh. SO shuai lor. Then aaron de turn. ALSO DAMN SHUAI. He was kinda looking at me luhhs. Cause WUZUN melted my heart. Went over to see Aaron. OMG. so cute. THEN WAS JIRO. IS SO SO DE SHUAI. BUT WUZUN IS THE MOST SHUAI. Shook his hand and he really did look into your eyes and is like they really appreciate you guys to support him. Then Calvin. Still okay luhhs. [: AT LEAST I GET TO TOUCH THEIR HANDS LORH. Damn high after we get off the stage. Was wishing that time could just stop at the moment when I held on to wu zun's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went crazy-ing in the mrt. I miss the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, went to TM to see my hubby again. &amp; also Ella. [: SO shuai and so cute lorhs. But damn fed up with the fans, KEEEEEP pushing and shouting for nothing. Didn't get to see them on stage as it was kind of late already and also I didn't buy the album. ]: WU ZUN!!!!! ELLA!!!! Never mind at least I get to see them and hold their hands. I shall not ask for more. Someday, shall fly there and stare at them. hahas. Joking luhhs.&lt;br /&gt;Because of that I think I am not getting enough sleep and not enough energy. Its still worth it. Imagine when they will be coming next. In months time or years. OMG. No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much today Just finish watching HANA KIMI EP 11. I seriously recommend it lorhs. I AM SO Hoping that the week come fast fast cause next ep will be damn nice can. WU zun may be 'biao bai'-ing to Ella? hehe. But I can only say. I am really in love with it le. See how caring wu zun is and he is so shuai. Seeing him melts my heart. SO GO ON TO YOUTUBE NOW AND SEARCH FOR HANA KIMI. [: YOU WILL LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I never stop loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I MISS WU ZUN ]:&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/17426241-4611582794094264644?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/4611582794094264644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=4611582794094264644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4611582794094264644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/4611582794094264644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/fahrenheit_30.html' title='FAHRENHEIT!!!!!'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-3877470149393326038</id><published>2007-01-28T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T10:09:51.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAHRENHEIT!!!!!</title><content type='html'>HOHOHO. [:  I AM GOING TO FAHRENHEIT AUTOGRAPH SESSIONS SOOOOOON. meeting jasmine, pamm soon. maybe her friends sandy too. Then pearlyn and rn. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad one. I hurt my arm. Couldn't even raise it up nors. help me put the medicine on my hand so smelly seh. RAWRS. ]: IT HURTS seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog more later on. BYE BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; thats why I love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-3877470149393326038?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3877470149393326038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=3877470149393326038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3877470149393326038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3877470149393326038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/fahrenheit_28.html' title='FAHRENHEIT!!!!!'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-5877469659854832866</id><published>2007-01-27T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T21:48:12.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendster</title><content type='html'>I can only say that FRIENDSTER, this web is geetig me to some unwanted things. PLEASE make it clear luhh. YOU ADD ME ON MSN. DON't come bother me using web cam. Fuck you. I am getting irritated okay. Ask you who the fuck you are and you don't tell me. Keep on using the fucking webcam. Fun uhs. Can't you fucking tell me who you are? Fine. I stop asking and YOu fucking can't stop talking to me. Hence I am left with no choice but to block you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't come irritate me. &amp; my friend came asking about me and friendster again. Arrghs. I went to delete most of my photos there. I don't want to say the reason of deleting. &amp;amp; why everyone adding me is telling me the same thing? Can't be bothered about it anymore. Stupid web. GOt irritated by the both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. I shall make myself happy. Cause my hubby is going to IMM tomorrow. [:&lt;br /&gt;Meeting him at IMM. [: Heard that he never come with other members on friday. ]:&lt;br /&gt;Monday gonn go TM to see hubby again.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get some rest. [: Take care peepos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;iloveyouwithallicould.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-5877469659854832866?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5877469659854832866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=5877469659854832866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5877469659854832866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5877469659854832866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/friendster.html' title='friendster'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-328542626557556970</id><published>2007-01-27T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T19:24:50.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cookies.</title><content type='html'>Out of a sudden, I miss my childhood lots. Was viewing through the photo albums. &amp; I was late meeting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pamm&lt;/span&gt;. Went to eat at cool house and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pei&lt;/span&gt; her go cut hair. [:  Went home then. She came over my house and started to read mag. Had 5 mag for the month in total. teenage, teens, seventeen, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;elle&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cleo&lt;/span&gt;. [: my arm hurts alot seh. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at the seaweed she brought and was so spicy can. Went down to buy ice cream and went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;car park&lt;/span&gt; to slack. [: Talk talk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; and went back to my house. Started baking cookies. Stand for 3 and more hours then we went for a rest. Ate fish stick and fries. Continued baking after that. Till 6 plus, she went home. SO tired can. Still gotta help my mum later on. Gonna sleep early today cause I am going to see my hubby tomorrow! FAHRENHEIT!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;luhhs&lt;/span&gt;. meeting my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;laogong&lt;/span&gt; jasmine at 11 tomorrow. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna do something for myself. AN album on 2e3. Cause I seriously miss it like mad. Wish that time with them will never end &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;seh&lt;/span&gt;. So many memories there and it was the place I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; so much wonderful friends and where me and he start. [: Missing it like mad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;. Watch the 2 videos again. Wanted to cry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;seh&lt;/span&gt;. It brought me memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE DECIDED, I AM GOING TO FULFIL MY WISH. I AM SO GOING TO MAKE HISTORY HAPPEN AGAIN. THOUGH IT WON'T BE THE SAME AS LAST YEAR BUT STILL IT WILL SOME KIND OF BE LIKE. SO, TO ALL THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;RAWRKER&lt;/span&gt; OF 2E3`06, BE FREE DURING NOV. Though its still a long long way to go. LAST YEAR CHALET will be going to happen again. ALOHA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;BUNGALOW&lt;/span&gt; NO 13. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL FULFIL MY DREAM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-328542626557556970?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/328542626557556970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=328542626557556970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/328542626557556970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/328542626557556970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/cookies.html' title='cookies.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-8886893000671620114</id><published>2007-01-26T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:12:01.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headache.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHERMEEN.[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was friday and I went to school with pearlyn. Went down to meet her then went up again to get my jacket. Cause it was raining. [: Kena headache again. Sad seh. Keep headache I think is continuous 2 weeks le leh. Can't stand liao le. Took panadol just now. &amp; I always don't like panadol cause it always makes me feel like sleeping. Took it and went to have a short sleep. CAUSE I WANNA USE COM. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was totally B-O-R-I-N-G. Stupid F&amp;N make us so pek chek. Well, recess and so on. Crap alot seh. GEOGRAPHY, headache until cannot seh. SAd sia. ENGLISH did compo and I got headache again. ARRRS. Stupid seh. Headache hadache. &gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After english ends, rush up to 3e4 classroom there. [: Then meet jasmine and down to canteen. [: Celebrate SHERMEEN's birthday. Then went out of school, me and tingting was the first to pour her water. Then about 8 bottles I think, She got real wet. Then make hergo home change and we went to food palace. Me jasmine, pris and ting ting Then we talk talk about someone and someone which totally makes our hair stand. EEWWWW. Then me and jasmine went back to school to wait for pamela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw khai, zhanyi, zhengyuan there. Played volleyball. Then rest. Went out to buy ice cream. Come back and slack slack, zheng yuan keep doing the chinese dance prac. [[ruan gu gong]]. Then reeve and jin hui come. Crap a lot sia. Then went opp school. Before going out, they did something real silly seh. Went to recovery room. No one inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for pamm and we went to carpark to slack. ME, Jasmine, Pamm, Reeve and Cai Zhuang. [: We were like gossiping about alot of things seh. Have a nice nice talk. [: Went home and I GOT HEADACHE LORHs. asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, bette get going to sleep. If not I really gonna faint anytime. hahas. [: Meeting pamm tomorrow and she is coming my house. TO SOMEONE*: BU YAO JEALOUS LEH. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-8886893000671620114?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8886893000671620114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=8886893000671620114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/8886893000671620114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/8886893000671620114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/headache.html' title='headache.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-7894388342661129093</id><published>2007-01-25T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T22:12:13.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changed.</title><content type='html'>change of blog song. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its honey honey honey. Cause I couldn' find 爱像傻瓜 ]: Rawrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy the sour sour sweet this morning with pamm. after forcing myself to wake up. *michelle michelle. WAKE UP WAKE UP, MUST GO MEET STEADY LERHS. FASTER!!!!!!* lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to slack at carpark. [: I so in love with the place seh. SO cooling. But sadly, it rained heavily. ]: Sadness seh. Can't play outside. well, Listen to pamm's mp3. Got damn emo after listening seh. Went to school. Stupid thing is that, I keep headache and felt like vomiting. &amp;&amp;amp; my never bring my medicine cause I never go buy. Yesterday eat finish le. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have double oral sia. Did it two time lorhs. But nevermind luhhs. Mr. vana says my readin is good. [: hehe. &amp;&amp;amp; I have to improve on my vioce. Not loud enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating felt even more like puking lorhs. Sad seh. Then went back class. Got so dizzy. Nothing much to say le. Then slack slack during lit. Wahlao they pon never jio me seh. ]: I pon the last 10 minutes. Went to wait for pamm. [: Then went cool house and then went to buy her chocolate and our seaweed. [: Went to slack and waited for jasmine laogong and vanessa meimei.[: Then we got ice-cream to eat. Stupid reeve make me feel like puking again. ]: Then vanessa scare me. The crows. arrrrs. Then we ran away reeve keep scaring us. Then we found out is JASMINE who go ad feed the crows with her polky. Gotanother ice cream again. [: Then listen to songs and they went off leaving me pamm and reeve. I listen to songs then can't hear reeve call me. Went to slack at outside. left me and pamm jiu talk talk. We love that place is so cooling. [: Walked home then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look pale uhs. Both vanessa say this to me. *michelle, you look pale.* Never go tuition, cause I also got headache. TOMORROW IS THE DAY. hohoho. [: I love shermeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUISHAN JIEJIE. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-7894388342661129093?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7894388342661129093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=7894388342661129093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/7894388342661129093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/7894388342661129093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/changed.html' title='changed.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-7500493720405430159</id><published>2007-01-24T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:56:11.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh. I am so sorry seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;after holding on after so many days.I just couldn't help it anymore, hearing songs and thinking, I cried. Problems are neverending. You just hurt me with your words thus, I was saded and so I become emo. Thinking of time behind, felt so sorry. But I really hope you do understand. I know you are understanding. Luckily I still have got pamm nd jasmine with me. If not, sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You may be straightfrward. But do think of what you say can. Asking some stupid question which sometimes really shock me. Yeahs, I shouldn't have think about anything. Which makes me get more and more problems to slove. Having friends is like not having them. Having stead is like not having stead. But I always agree, when one become your stead, he/she will treat you more colder then a friend. Friends are still better. At last tey will be ther for me when I am down. But where were you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So stress up, shall I go. I seriously have no mood to go school anymore. Sigh. I will be happy soon.]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hence, I couldn't smile again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-7500493720405430159?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/7500493720405430159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=7500493720405430159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/7500493720405430159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/7500493720405430159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/emo.html' title='emo.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-2634014710211638805</id><published>2007-01-23T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:37:02.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rareness hyper</title><content type='html'>I was or am I hyper. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had chem test then recess. math cher never come. then english kinda okay still. then mt. cher went for meeting so got another cher come in. and suay-ly, she came in. lol. Stupid stupid headache. lunch was super boring. Then lit. Totally suck to the core can. I just seriously hate it luhh. Got pop quiz and outof the ive i got one right nia and got two is i know de but i never write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya was to mention that rafie is a real joker seh. Start with the story nowwwww. [: It was almost after lunch and alot of people was like gathering outside the classroom and looking towards a direction. They say someone* was throwin the bee hive hidden under the plants. Then they throw throw  suddenly got alot of bees came out. Me and diana at thrid floor watching. Then After that, go this group of guys still went up from the stairs which was so near the beeeeees. Then the bees are like chasing them. Soon later, RAFIE went up the stairs alone seh. Then the bees all like going to attack him then he reaction damn funny. We laugh till peng lorhs. Laugh during the lit lessons. If you are there you will know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, heard something good about lit is going overseas. hohoho.[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after school, went to meet pearlyn and jasmine. [[[: Went to bluesea and to 842 there e playground. Slack slack and went to search for ice cream. Saw a dead bird there can. OMg luhhs. Then brought rasberry ice cream. slack slack and drew things. Then got one damn idiot guy playing with matches. Want play fire gan gan play luhhs. Asshole. Anyway, he went away then jinhui come find us. He made my poor girl cry and he mumrder MR. PATRICK lorhs. asshole. That one is spongebob's half wifey lehs. Anyway, saw pamm and reeve so went to find there. Feels so great up there. Any worrys, jump down and thats it. [: okay, then went to take my bag and went off. Walked to mac for pearlyn's dinner and sun bian send people home. Then went home at about 7 plus going 8? Was raining seh, so happy. [: Is damn cold lorhs cause the rain plus the wind. Wah song seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. [: I am going to cut my hair with pearlyn next week. Hopefully. I am going to cut away my dear frindge. ]: But bo bian lah. so long.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna go slacking again. so funnnn. [: &amp; ILOVEJASMINE, mrs zhou cum patrick the star's girlfriend? hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care peepos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-2634014710211638805?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2634014710211638805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=2634014710211638805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2634014710211638805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2634014710211638805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/rareness-hyper.html' title='rareness hyper'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-8634560102360468586</id><published>2007-01-22T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T21:00:22.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hyperness</title><content type='html'>YORHS. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am down with hyper cancer.[: hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep getting stomach ache seh. ]: Then giddy and headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn suay today lorhs. Kena suan by jonas and choonkiat.]: They sua until so shuang sia. I admit my chinese no good lahs. No need suan till like that derh mahs. Sad sia. Got spelling mahs. Then the first one i got alot wrong then I think the whole class I get the most wrong words. Then second one is 1/3 wrong. Then they keep suaning me lorhs. ]]]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then pe. Arrs. Cher throw the skipping rope to me then I don't know mahs. The hit on my head damn giddy sia. Then they skip skip I slack slack. They skip i walk. hehe. [: Then played floorball. So de sians. So never really play just walk walk around lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit class keep laughing luhhs. Then we nver do the project norhs. emath got test. Then anyhow do lorhs. Phy really not feeling well le keep headache and felt so giddy. So ate medcine. ]: Felt so like sleeping lorhs. Lunch break slack in class. Eng did correction. F&amp;N got practicle. Did sweet and sour chicken. Cher say my presentation of the fried chicken is te nicest among all? cause the colour and all those. Other not that good still. lol. Wash up and end up we went of at 4 plus. Lol. Went to Bluesea, ate then went to meet pearlyn and jasmine. [: Talk talk then went to 842-b there de vioddeck sit down talk talk till 7.20 then slowly walk home. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;iamconfused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;feltlikestranglingyoutodeathseh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Suddenly, i kinda like F&amp;amp;N prac lesson. [:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-8634560102360468586?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/8634560102360468586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=8634560102360468586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/8634560102360468586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/8634560102360468586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/hyperness.html' title='hyperness'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-2923387657412042436</id><published>2007-01-21T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T18:55:22.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>always open</title><content type='html'>Changed my blog song to ALWAYS OPEN. [: By S.H.E and FAHRENHEIT. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoos. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back is aching. arrrssss. ]:&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow. ]]:&lt;br /&gt;RAWRS. [: I am so bored my dear. lallaas. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy listening to my blogsong. [: SO niceeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-2923387657412042436?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2923387657412042436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=2923387657412042436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2923387657412042436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2923387657412042436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_21.html' title='always open'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-5069781035572070711</id><published>2007-01-20T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T22:44:46.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog</title><content type='html'>felt that this blog is so plain. hohoho. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahs rain is coming to find me. [: hehe. Lalallaas. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RbIoKynNSnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7ZAZx6bsd7s/s1600-h/419758945m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022120700321548914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RbIoKynNSnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7ZAZx6bsd7s/s320/419758945m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so high today. No idea why seh. Maybe is the influence by xinren. lol. Super high. Seems like all my troubles are gone suddenly. Hopefully it won't get back to me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me you fell in love once only,&lt;br /&gt;cause I fell i love with you everytime I see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;爱像傻瓜 -I.N.G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tonight Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;快醒过来 不要这爱 Yeah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;多么希望那彩虹 是一座桥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;可以躲进我梦想的城堡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;还是会想你 翘起的嘴角&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;不知什么能替代的了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;我的生活总是被 思念所缠绕 Oh~ Woah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;在那条下着雨的街 突然明暸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;想太好 爱总等不到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;一二三四转啊 爱的像个傻瓜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;时间不可能停下 我也只好在这里等着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;风啊 摸摸我的头发 擦干眼泪吧 痛着 笑着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;转啊转啊 爱的像个笑话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;没有人会在乎的 难道我还有一点牵挂着他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;骗自己说不怕 还是算了吧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;痛着 笑着 继续走吧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;渐渐看清的轮廓 我才明暸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;眼泪比你 的微笑先来到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;模糊的看你 翘起的嘴角&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;不知什么能替代的了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;我的生活总是被 思念所缠绕 Oh~ Woah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;在那条下着雨的街 突然明暸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;想太好 爱总等不到&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;一二三四转啊 爱的像个傻瓜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;时间不可能停下 我也只好在这里等着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;风啊 摸摸我的头发 擦干眼泪吧 痛着 笑着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;一二三四转啊 爱的像个傻瓜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;时间不可能停下 我也只好在这里等着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;风啊 摸摸我的头发 擦干眼泪吧 Yeah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;一二三四转啊 爱的像个傻瓜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;时间不可能停下 我也只好在这里等着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;风啊 摸摸我的头发 擦干眼泪吧 痛着 笑着&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;转啊转啊 爱的像个笑话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;没有人会在乎的 难道我还有一点牵挂着他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;骗自己说不怕 还是算了吧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;痛着 笑着 继续走吧.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-5069781035572070711?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/5069781035572070711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=5069781035572070711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5069781035572070711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/5069781035572070711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog.html' title='blog'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_bEiK2Xpm86I/RbIoKynNSnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7ZAZx6bsd7s/s72-c/419758945m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-368422324730890994</id><published>2007-01-20T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T13:00:05.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cuts</title><content type='html'>one.&lt;br /&gt;two.&lt;br /&gt;three!&lt;br /&gt;four!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:five?!?@#$%^&amp;*(^$"&gt;five?!?@#$%^&amp;amp;*(^$&lt;/a&gt;@#*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. I went to count the number of cuts I have on my hand. Perhaps my left palm. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. One is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;penknife&lt;/span&gt; cut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;. IS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt; one. Another five I think is the paper, laminated paper which is given out by geography cher. Lalalaas. [:  don't see anyform of scars on my hand anymore. [: Its history of cutting. xD  I love elaine's penknive. So small one. She says its from minitoons so its mini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, big big rain is here again. [: I love it babe. But I couldn't play in the rain. ]: awws~ Big big rain go away come again on monday. [: SO I can walk in the rain with KHAI. [[[: MY walking-in-the-rain partner. hohoho. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got cancer. ]: SAD CANCER. lol. Its yesterday's things. I am cured anyway. But I am having another new cancer infected by XIN REN. Cause he say gong xi fa cai x20 to me. SO I have got the virus. lol. [:  Talk talk with mosy, khai, xin ren, jingchee, sam and so on. Lol. Having big big moodswing. Chicken pao VS cookies. Lol. Now I having mad cancer. [: Last stage le. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHE. [: IMISSYOUDUHHS.[:   I LOVE THE SWEET. [:  I LOVE THE RAIN.[:      I LOVE MYSELF.[:   okayokay. stop crapping liaos. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOURSELF PEEPPOOSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKECARE RAIN. REMEMBR TO COME FIND ME ON MONDAY. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-368422324730890994?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/368422324730890994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=368422324730890994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/368422324730890994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/368422324730890994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/cuts.html' title='cuts'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-1934241344399025923</id><published>2007-01-19T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T19:31:02.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rawrs,</title><content type='html'>Having bad moodswing. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; I am tired. &amp;&amp;amp; I am feeling so sick. &amp;&amp;amp; I don't know what happen. &amp;&amp;amp; I am sooooo SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School totally sucks right now. WTF is wrong with all of the teachers. So pekchek sia. Totally no mood to study anymore. F&amp;N was errs. Tired. Then geog was okay. Eng wa omg luhhs. Headache until siao. Slept awhile then wake up and do hw. Then wnt off with RN. [: Ate, do hw. Then bus-ed to inter. [: Went to CS. ARRRRS. They got free poster now. ass~ Then went to comic connection. I just love their things The L for the deathnote damn nice lorhs. Then got the feather pen. MOST IMPORTANTLY IS DEATH NOTE. Found it. Well, went there because JOnas let me see the book. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote my name inside luhhs. But I wrote wrong date. ]: I wrote yesterday's date. LOL. Seriously I was too tired and I just lied on the table. [: Then jonas keep saying 'michelle is dying' or 'michelle die le' Then he wrote his. But was before mine. Then he die of heart attack. He act until damn dramatic then kena scold by cher. LMAO. -.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the stupid ACE Training. Which was seriously a waste of time. When you can do it at home and school's com is so damn lag. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;Went home right after that. Then bath and sleep. Till now, I am still damn tired can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everythingisinamess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-1934241344399025923?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1934241344399025923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=1934241344399025923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1934241344399025923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1934241344399025923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/rawrs.html' title='rawrs,'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-575466122907030279</id><published>2007-01-18T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T17:55:00.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so near yet so far.</title><content type='html'>I am home-d!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say until like I everyday also never go home and finally I came back. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School totally sucks today can. almost every period the cher sure will scold our class for a loooooong time. ]: First was chinese, asshole sia. cher keep saying till spelling become no spelling then send bao and nana down. ]: Then she come back got spelling. asshole. I fail larhs. Asshole. Everytime get D. eeeeeee. [:  then after recess was chem, got people makecher angry also then cher dun want teach then kena scolded again. math tio scolding again. geog I think never bah case got test. Then ss. damn sians lorhs.wanna sleep. I ate 2 tablets of madicine today lorhs. SO damn sleepy. Lit went to com lab. Jeremy so noisy. Wanted to blog de. but ended up went to sleep. let jeremy use com. Sam so guai do homework. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went to find they all. then huiji went to find john? lower sec de. lol. SO I went with her incase she run away. I haven't give her birthday bash. [[[[: SO she ran to find that guy and and I ran with her which makes me ended up............................................. Couldn't breathe properly then headache. went to eat at A1. [: then went home with pamm, peralyn and reeve. [: Stupid reeve never give me sweet. ]]]]: Arrrrs. Doggy. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay okay. stop here gotta go tuition with von. &amp;&amp;amp; she say is se influence me go tuition derhs. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyoumoreandmoreeachday.&lt;br /&gt;youhurtmemoreandmoreeachday.&lt;br /&gt;我是真的真得很爱你！[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JINGCHEE!!!! cheer up and I will be super duper hyper. &amp;&amp;amp; we will be madddddd together.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since I went mad. Cause I am down this few days. Seems like so many people are having troubles. ]: I am sad to see you sad.  I am happy to see you happy. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-575466122907030279?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/575466122907030279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=575466122907030279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/575466122907030279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/575466122907030279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-near-yet-so-far.html' title='so near yet so far.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-2317630538424337532</id><published>2007-01-17T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:34:30.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where are 'you'</title><content type='html'>Oh my, where on sky are you rain? Why didn't you come and find me today? I miss you soooo much. ]: You didn't come and so I couldn't cry. You didn't come and help me to wash away my tear and so you can never wash away my problems. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't have much problem but one major one is. I MUST STUDY HARD. Everyday before I get to sleep, I will tell myself. 'michelle, you BETTER DON'T SLEEP IN CLASS I TELL YOU. &amp; YOU BETTER STUDY HARD.' &amp;amp;&amp; I will tell myself. 'YEAHS, I WILL WORK HARD &amp;amp;&amp; &lt;s&gt;TRY NOT&lt;/s&gt; won't TO SLEEP IN CLASS!'  But every morning, when I am in school, I just felt like 'I WANT TO SLEEP!!!' &amp; whenever I see the books I just felt don't feel like studying. Perhaps I have got BOOKS phobia. [: Getting headache almost everyday. Back to my sleepy day. Well, after school I won't feel sleepy anymore. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was worst, I ate medicine and end up I felt even more like sleeping. Ate those during recess and after that, I couldn't be wide awake and listen to lesson. Chem lesson was like *dozing off* *shock up*  Cause cher talk and walk beside me and to me, her voice kinda loud and kena shocked up.  ]:  Slept during assembly. Then have stupid stopcheck. Arrrs. Anyway, alot of people also kena. SHe damn asshole lorhs use marker. Then actually is can de lorhs. She don't let me off. &gt;:[  And because of that, I tie up me hair can. Sooo. eeew. &amp;&amp;amp; took out my ear-stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn angry lorhs. Because of this, I had a hard time putting back my ear-sticks. And it hurts damn alot. My left ear went red can. ]: Was talking to von while walking. [: Seriously, I am goig tution. 'what!?' hehes. You never see wrongly. lol. I am gonna do well this year no matter what. But now, I am fcuking stress about my studies. Seriously, I can't stand it lahs. Everyday wake up so early and go home so late. Damn tired can. Homeworks and homeworks. Bt I finished it all in school. [: I gonna have difficulties in SS le. No book also can't revise. Wait wait for the book to comeeeee. [: &amp; I am still lazy to buy. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home and I am so going to sleep sia. so damn tired. *yawns*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-2317630538424337532?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2317630538424337532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=2317630538424337532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2317630538424337532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2317630538424337532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/where-are-you.html' title='where are &apos;you&apos;'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-3120444269365570252</id><published>2007-01-16T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:03:59.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[:</title><content type='html'>I fell in love with the rain. [: hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal boring day but I was hyper can. Cause today is the day where they buy me sweets hahas. [: Got sweet from Jonas the crazy. He give me the sweet ends up like he is eating it lorhs. Then got sweet from choon kiat. [: Share share among people. Jonas damn noisy can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid maths make me so blur. I am damn tired can. Ends up I like going to sleep whenever I can. ]: But sweet woke me up. After school, went for band prac. But 3 plus went off and slack with pearlyn, khai and jin hui. [: Play or perhaps walk-ed in the rain we got real wet and I love it. [: Watch them play bball from 4 plus to 6 I think. Got real tired. Cause in band combine I already can sit there and sleep le. So talk talk with pearlyn. [[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the sec ones and two play match, khai and jinhui is 'coach'. Well, he really looks like one. But oh well, nothing. [: Khai is damn crap. Waited for Bao and went off. Pei her go buy dinner. Then headed home. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was wondering. Iwantedtotrybutijustcouldn't. youmademestopthinkingaboutthosethings. youhate.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;what if[s]. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-3120444269365570252?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/3120444269365570252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=3120444269365570252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3120444269365570252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/3120444269365570252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='[:'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-1996488743555846210</id><published>2007-01-15T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T21:24:23.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet craze[:</title><content type='html'>Lollipop.[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sweet equals to no mood.[: SO give me sweet and I will be happy. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I repeat? School is as boring as usual. I hate mrs kho's class. No idea why &amp;&amp;amp; I love Eng classes. hohoho. Perhaps its the only lesson that you doesn't need to work your brain that much and remember many things. Have MT early in the morning that always kills my wonderful morning plus day.What more, we have those stupid spelling which I always fail and fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have stupid PE lesson. PLus I got gastric everyday, you can ak me o run fast fast. End up walking for the whole thing. Stupid gastric made me even no mood. Recess. ]: Sat there and stare. Lit was bored, copy till my hand pain. then got math. arrrrrrs. I fail my test. I anyhow o the hou guo. ]:  Then Physic, bored bored. Lunch break, finish my physic homework. Stupid jeremy keep saying me. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng, cher never come so free time, did my math homework. Then homec. got practicle!!!!!! Did nasi lemak and salad again. Sam is so lame. [: Mosy is goody help me taste the food. [: Samson help us cook. &amp;&amp;amp; the sambal or whatever make me choke can. Keep coughing and sneezing. Thn the guy keep di siao-ing us. -.=  Thn did test and went back. Thanks HX for helping me put my books. Then weiling, von and hui ji ate the things we cooked. They say the rice very nice. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the rain. [: Walk in the rain at the 3rd floor [: Then walked in the rain again. hehe. Walked to KFc to have our lunch cum dinner. I keep getting gastric sia.Ate Zinger meal. [: They say it was cold inside But I still find it hot. [: Plus my clothes are wet like siao. Ate le went home. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be super duper plus pepper hyper tomorrow.[: Cause tomorrow got sweet to eat [: Shao hui lollipop no good. [:&lt;br /&gt;michelle lollipop the best. [[[:&lt;br /&gt;He owe me 60 lollipops. =p&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why ask me bahs, hohoho. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; hyper michelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-1996488743555846210?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1996488743555846210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=1996488743555846210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1996488743555846210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1996488743555846210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/sweet-craze.html' title='sweet craze[:'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-2617296950220467632</id><published>2007-01-14T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T19:31:33.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>those crazyness</title><content type='html'>PAMELA IS CRAZY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[: Went out with her to airport. Cause she wanna do homework. Was suppose to do together but I finished my homeworks yesterday night. I am just so guai.[: Seriously, why can't I get sick after being in the rain for so many days? ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Ate at Burger King. Then watch he do her things. [: After she finish her studying, we went to mini toons to buy honey stick. [: walk walk around then went up to viewing mall. Went down to Swensen to buy our ice cream then back there again.[: Suddenly, memories of our childhood flash through our minds. [: SO we were talking about it till Reeve come. I can only say, PAMELA IS MAD. So I keep ignoring her. [: Keep quite all the time. [: Went to T1 viewing mall, then buy my food and back to T2. Walk to Mac there cause Reeve is hungry. See the way he eat, omg luhhs. I don't want eat mac until my phobia of it is off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamm did her works. Then they two like suddenly possessed. ALL so mad. Luckily I faster cover my face and also luckily no one I know there. If not so malu lohs. SO I change sit and sat alone. [: They joined me later on the Reeve went to Polar to buy ice cream. [[[[:  Plus, as a good person, he treat me eat ice cream. [: had milo flavour. Thankews. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands were freezing cold but still, I use to it lerhs. Then walked to bus terminal there and took bus 27 back. Damn sleepy in te bus can. Then walk-ed home. PAMELA IS MAD! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO Overall, PAMELA IS STILL MAD. [: OKay, byebye. PAMELA MADDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first I like you,&lt;br /&gt;then I love you. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-2617296950220467632?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/2617296950220467632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=2617296950220467632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2617296950220467632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/2617296950220467632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/those-crazyness.html' title='those crazyness'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-1223463989778655961</id><published>2007-01-13T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T20:48:04.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maddy madded</title><content type='html'>*Lol.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met shermeen and so on to TM. [: Slept till 12 plus. Rush over to met the can. I dry my hair using the stupid hairdryer. Then I walk in the rain, my hair wet again. ]: THen waited for them outside school, my hair going to dry le. Then walk in the rain again, my hair wet again. ]: From dry to wet and wet to dry and dry to wet and wet to dry and dry to wet and wet to dry. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to LJS for our lunch. Had the double fires thingy. Seriously, I don't know what on earth the girl is talking about. &amp;amp; we just uh yeah. SO total bill is ten for 2 combo one. Cause we have additional fries. [: Sadly, I never finish all. Cause I too full le. Then got stomachache or stomach cramp or gastric again. Went home after that. Went to 'bao' the present. Not very big like what they wanted to be. Cause I really don't know how to wrap it lorhs. Then went to sleep. Stupid asssssss. Wake me up at 4 plus. Play play play. Don't need so noisy de right. Asshole. Hai wo cannot sleep. wake up do nothing. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then all of a sudden, I recieved a message from a mad one.&lt;br /&gt;She ask me to treasure those around you esp. when someone is sweet, loving, caring and cute like her.&lt;br /&gt;Guees who is it......&lt;br /&gt;Okay, its maddy Pamela. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she send me this again.&lt;br /&gt;1 message recieved. 1 cute friend sent it 1 sotong is reading it 1 sotong is angry 1 sotong is still reading.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela is so bhb. hohoho. plus she is crazy. [: Okay. Tomorrow still gonna go out with this maddy. ]: sad sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna chiong hw tomorrow. [: Stm is gettiong worser. ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-1223463989778655961?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/1223463989778655961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=1223463989778655961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1223463989778655961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/1223463989778655961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/maddy-madded.html' title='maddy madded'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116861065101080133</id><published>2007-01-12T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T22:04:11.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainny sickky.</title><content type='html'>Goody rainnnnn. [: makes me wet but not sick. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddnessssss. Went to schoolly schoooool and waited for jing chee. Go late still sit so infront. -.=  Got the BB promotion thingy. Heard from choonnyy. hohooho. Sudden moodswing and went for f&amp;n. So bored can. No one to talk to and so I just stare and stare. Hengxiang never come. ]: She sick uhs. TAKE CARE HX. [: BE BACK ON MONDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson was boring as we were having theory. they got those new table for us to sit around for theory. There are books, info[s] and even toys at the back of the class. Toys are for those who are stress and want to play with. Well, were suppose to answer question so we won't be punished for extra homeworks. For the whole lesson, the only thing that I have spoke was the anwer and is 'boys need more energy then girls.' Then I stared again. Damn bored can. Thn after the lesson, they have milo and biscuits. While I stay there and sit and stare. Boiled water for their milo. Did reflection and back to class. Waited for jing chee and ruoning to get backfrom dnt and go for recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lollipop was my breakfast? well, went back to class to slack. Slack at 3e1. [: then eat skittles. Gave mosy one packet. Cause yesterday he buy tic-tac for me. [: Then share among the class. CHer came and threw the whole packet of sweet in my file. My file was like assing around in the class. Thanks to Jonas. He keep eating the sweet. Then it spilled out. My file kena the sweet. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had spelling during english. Anyhow spell, seriously no mood for all this. After school went walking home with ruo ning. Wanted to go ret Vcd de. But end up never. So went home, use com and slept. I am like so tried can. Slept within a few minutes. Not like those nights. where I will need 1 or 2 hours to get to sleep. Perhaps is the weather which makes me felt more like sleeping. Woke up because I heard noise. Asshole. If not, I will still be sleeping. Fedup with my sister can. Pri 5 le still so childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tooka long time to blog due to this guy who keep using my mouse and press the screen hai dao wo cannot blog.  &amp;&amp;amp; I want to watch toko juliet. Gonna get from vonny sooooon [: Hohoho. KO One is too boring for me. [: SOme paikia student in a class. The starting of the drama is SO LAME! Okay okay. Stop here uhs. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;iknowwecan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;problemsaretobesloved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116861065101080133?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116861065101080133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116861065101080133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116861065101080133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116861065101080133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/rainny-sickky.html' title='rainny sickky.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116851288422321120</id><published>2007-01-11T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T18:54:44.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainny rain. [:</title><content type='html'>I am so in love with the rain. Felt so good in the rain. Cause it wach away my tears. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things happen in the same time, I just 'kinda' recover with my mood, another thing happen and make me damn sad again. Just felt like escaping from all this. The stupid car should have bang me just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moodless can. Jonas and ck keep suan-ing me lorhs. I know my chinese no good. But you two suan till very shuang hors. &gt;:[ Maths is getting my serious headache. NO more mood to think of anything. Damn stupid people, books stealers. My ss book, mosy's heartland and geo. Me and jc's conclusion. someone is in love with mosy. So she/he took the books. [: Lit was damn sian &amp;&amp;amp; I really don't understand a single thing. Just stare and wanting to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bluesea to eat. then walk-ed in the RAIN. (: Rainny rain. [: Then went to mac to study. [: read ss book okay. I so guai. Then walked home in the big big rain. Hopefully, I can get sick this time round. Should I or should I not. Jc say there is something wrong with me. Perhaps my 'wei' Caus I am getting gastric every single day and no matter if i not eat or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyouimissyouihateyouilikeyou. [:&lt;br /&gt;love is proved in the letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[: chelle-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;canigobacktothepastwithyou?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116851288422321120?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116851288422321120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116851288422321120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116851288422321120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116851288422321120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/rainny-rain.html' title='rainny rain. [:'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116842883328821325</id><published>2007-01-10T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T19:33:53.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oral.</title><content type='html'>Oral is fun. (: though its quite scary. Imagine you yourself sitting infront of mr. vanan. At first was 'OMG luhhs' But now, I think it wasn't that bad at all. He was encouraging to me. 'very good', 'very good'. (: I so happy that he said all those little remarks to encourage me. I use to hate all kinds of oral, test and exams. But english oral wasn't any bad. I can go smoothly but my voice isn't that loud afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of 'heng arr' Cause I thought it would be sooooo scary. Anyway, its over. [: Went back to hall to join the class. Had lit for the first period. Damn sleepy can. But luckily I have got sweets to wake me up. Then ss was next. Who the fcuk who steal my ss textbook. Damn irritating can, gonna buy a new one soon. I don't know what other books I am still short with, my worksheets seems to get missing. What a nice start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just slack through all the period, getting stupid stomachache or whatever rubbish and headache. My health is getting worser and worser. Stop all this rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last lesson, was a total disaster. Was kind of family time and we are like talking about the CIP thingy. Group with jc, rn, jonas and ck. With jonas and choon kiat, you can seriously die of laughter. Perhaps it has been a long time since I laugh so much. Was wishing that time could rewind and back to sec 2. I love the time with them and laughing and playing and so on. I will so never gonna happen. Okay, whatever crap. someone will never make me smile again. Someone will make me just keep quite and sit there for lessons. Someone is so gonna try and make me smile but someone won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, von, shermee and so on. (: My precious. Being in school, the happiest time of all is when I am with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days.&lt;br /&gt;7 days. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;canieverknowwhatsonyouemind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116842883328821325?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116842883328821325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116842883328821325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116842883328821325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116842883328821325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/oral.html' title='oral.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116825653409683758</id><published>2007-01-08T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T19:42:14.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F&amp;N.</title><content type='html'>Can't sleep again last night. I got sleeping disorder perhaps. I can't sleep at night. SO I tried all the ways to make myself get to sleep. Still, nothing happen. Was listening to Fahrenheit's album the whole night + morning till I slept. I finish my chinese homework using the dictionary plus, The dictionary so good sia. I us till half the no batt. ]: They never buy AAA batt for it. Asshole. Hai wo don't know how to write. Anyway, I manage to complete it. It was so much longer then my compo can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept for a few hours nia. Poor michelle, gonna get SOOOO tired and she will have to sleepduring lesson time. Went to 7-11 to buy chocolate and sweet for my dear VANESSA. (: Cause she is sad yesterday, I couldn't find happynote cause my house don't have apple. SO Happy god pass a dream to me and ask me to buy her sweet instead. Its called happy sweet. Eat le will happy. Well, I am crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I just couldn't find a good point of going to school. Its kinda useless to me. MT was the first lesson. Plus I can die having it. I just can't understand why on earth is there chinese. Its so damn difficult. Skip this stupid mt thing, I just copy my work from jc, mosy and others. Then was pe. Took height and weight. Stupid sia. Still got running around the school. Just walk through. Then run awhile, I can only say that, I couldn't run. I run awhile nia, like gonna faint. Its really very difficult to breathe. 2 rounds somemore. Reach school, still need to do 20 pumpings. But was cut down to 10 cause I seriously can't do anymore. I did more then 10 can. Cher keep recounting. Then I keep redo. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess was LIT!! Formed a group with Azleena, Jia En, Samanta and Diana. Samantha damn funny can. She keep saying about jiaen. then we keep crapping and our group name was.... Lshapesuntan. l because of something, shape is no idea why, suntan is because of jiaen. [: SO samantha did this groupname. Then another group has to defy it. N one kows why lahs. Sadly, its only 2 periods. Have alot of fun with them. Then went back class for math and physic. Lunch was in class doing my hw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng was next. Mr vanan is damn funny can. He wanted to chose eng rep. Then he can say till so many other things. Then f&amp;n was next. Paired with HX. Did pineapple rice and salad. Mdm teo ask me on the gas thingy, so hard to press sia. Press till I no energy le still not on yet. Samson helped me. If not all those who are using the gas to cook won;t be able to do their cooking. then started to cut the ingredients and so on. OMG, thinking of it makes my hair stand. The mushroom I took to cut, its like jellyfish can. SO soft and eeewww. Then prawn, omg luhhs. My phobia. me and hx don't dare to peel off the thingy. SO she ask sam to help. I think I am so gonna flunk my f&amp;n le. ]: Then cut up every other things, was alright. Went to take the seasoning thing, was taking sugar and stupid sam come scare me. Then I drop the sugar on the table. &gt;:[ Then after that the thing kinda spill on my shirt. Become yellow sia. Then wash up and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to A1 to meet von and so on. Ate till I wanna puke again. Don't know why, What ever i eat, I felt puking after eating. Then every morning sure will have gastric. Sadness. Went to rent VCD and went home. Hohohoh. Tokyo Juliet. (: Gonna finish watching it and Zhong ji yi ban. Damn shoik, After school tomorrow, go home and watch tv. hahahs. I so guai go home so early. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal for tonight and tomorrow's morning, midnight.&lt;br /&gt;Must sleep early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did it, my goal for today. hohoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116825653409683758?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116825653409683758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116825653409683758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116825653409683758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116825653409683758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/fn.html' title='F&amp;N.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116818346153237068</id><published>2007-01-07T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T23:24:22.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping. (:</title><content type='html'>OMFG! My homeworks are still undone. Esp chinese. I am gonna be dead liao. My chinese suck to the core can. Gonna take alot of my sleeping time to do. ): Nvm, got hubby pei me. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal for tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;I will try to be more cheerful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116818346153237068?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116818346153237068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116818346153237068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116818346153237068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116818346153237068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/shopping.html' title='shopping. (:'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116808854808355576</id><published>2007-01-06T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T21:02:29.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fahrenheit.</title><content type='html'>fahrenheit. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho. I can't wait liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to meet von and ling and to von's house. PLay-ed maple and crap with people online. hahas. [: Then bus-ed home. Poor me, never bring house keys out then went to look for my mum. My dinner was damn pathetic can. Passioin fruit red tea and 4 otahs and I am damn full liao can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go mad very soon, class or perhaps school is soooooo damn boring for me. So didi, is now trying to make me lively in class. He and jonas suceed the other time. For being cleaner of the class. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116808854808355576?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116808854808355576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116808854808355576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116808854808355576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116808854808355576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/fahrenheit.html' title='fahrenheit.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116799830805739726</id><published>2007-01-05T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T19:58:34.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laughing sensation</title><content type='html'>[: School wasn't that bad today. perhaps due to those promises I made for being happy. I promise to choonkiat, so I MUST laugh or smile and be happy and cannot be so sian in class. If not he also will sian. Second promise to vanessa. [: She give me sweet and I must be happy. So we will be the happiest one in the world. Third, I think my problems are slowly getting better. Thanks to my fever, I thought I can don't go schol tomorrow. But how I know, The fever gone when I started to be happy, But still, I am like damn weak like I am going to faint anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met ruoning then went in to school. Saw jiejie at busstop. (: Damn sleepy can, I was thinking of if I should continue to sleep. But still, I went to school. Have the don't know what stupid classtime. Which I could sleep. Then have F&amp;N. Jonas damn crappy. Then recess, only got 3e2, 3e1 and some sec 4 class. Damn little people. So not use to it sia. No evon, no weiling, no shermeen, and so on. After recess was Geography. I got laugh okay. Jonas group damn crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonas, the geography specialist, director of group.&lt;br /&gt;Choon kiat, Boss of cleaning company.&lt;br /&gt;Amos and Junior, I forget le. anyway, they made snow. Then presentation was so stupid, rafie keep joking. well, for english, we have test. Damn sian. the passage is on ants. See le also no mood to do sia. So anyhow finish the paper. And rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to eat cup noodle with pris, ting and shermeen. Then they went off leaving me and pris behind, so we talked alot. I think talking can really help me destress. But still, eating ice-cream is still a better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home-d, com, and sleep till just now. Damn tired can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116799830805739726?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116799830805739726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116799830805739726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116799830805739726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116799830805739726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/laughing-sensation.html' title='laughing sensation'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116790903316389222</id><published>2007-01-04T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T21:19:04.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol.</title><content type='html'>sigh. I am going to school tomorrow. ]]:  Meet ning first then go school. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One happy thing, fahrenheit's autograph session will beon 28th JANUARY, 2 pm. hohoho. I am going to go then after going, go kbox. hohoho. Damn shoik. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gtg. (: byebye.&lt;br /&gt;I will try and be happy. We will be the happiest one in the world, vanessa and me. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116790903316389222?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116790903316389222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116790903316389222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116790903316389222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116790903316389222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/lol.html' title='lol.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116782791227504827</id><published>2007-01-03T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T20:38:32.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>schooly ]:</title><content type='html'>BOO. I dislike schooling. Felt damn bored there. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness, I just culdn't get to sleep and I think I slept at about 1? Woke up at 5. Damn sleepy. Rush out and I thought I was late haha. I wasn't. Waited for von cause ling was there le. Saw ning. So went in together. [: We both damn sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to class, damn noisy can. I am damn tired and sick. First and second periods was with our FT. So she did all thethngs she need to do, as I was too tred, I just slept on the table and she woke me up. xD Didn't fill in the things she wanted, my hp contact ect. Then got the checking thing, I just flip through w/o looking and went back to my sit and 'sleep'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess, went up to find von and others. Then went for recess. Didn't eat. Damn shag sia. I really hate school. I felt damn lonely though there are still people around me. Sigh. Then for therest of the period, I think I got fever. Damn not feeling well, like half-dead like that. SO just stare and stare till english. Mr vanan came in and started joking. Damn funny lah him. OKay. Enough of all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, waited for pamm and jing chee and off to TM and CS. Then went to Bluesea to eat. Then walk walk. Buy ice cream then went back to Cs to buy my hubby's album. [[: I love my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like eveything is drifting, I don't know what I am thinking about. But, I just don' want to go for school. It sucks. I hate the feeling. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116782791227504827?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116782791227504827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116782791227504827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116782791227504827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116782791227504827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/schooly.html' title='schooly ]:'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116774281492506962</id><published>2007-01-02T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T21:00:15.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end of holidays.</title><content type='html'>]]]: There is school tomorrow. &amp;&amp; I don't wanna go. Having headache now. Gonna meet von and ling tomorrow and after school going to buy feilunhai's cd. [[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ihave got everything plann-ed. b4 feb ends, I am so going to get myself a new bag and it will be from converse. &amp;&amp; try to get ayumi's ablum asap. Then wait for A best 2 to be out for me to buy. (: Okay. &amp; of cause, I am going to study damn hard for this year. Gonna improve my stupid lousy chinese too. Cause its real bad. Till I don't know what the word is pronounce as and what it means. Buck up on that. &amp;&amp; my math. Have been slaking too much. From a1 to b or c. ]:  I have slack too much in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I don't wanna go school. I have not prepare anything for school. My books, pens and stuffs. All undone. hohoho. Too pro liao. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am FRIENDLY. [[:&lt;br /&gt;Reeve is unfriendly. ((:&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO FRIENDLY and I am not cold.&lt;br /&gt;I am not mad and not crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I am as normal.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like pink too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116774281492506962?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116774281492506962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116774281492506962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116774281492506962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116774281492506962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/end-of-holidays.html' title='end of holidays.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116767873418196412</id><published>2007-01-02T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T03:12:14.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>foodies.</title><content type='html'>Its morning peeps. (: Hohoho. Well, just stop playing maple. [: Having stomachache now perhaps. Cause eat too much le then now my stomach very pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see, you must be guessing what I have ate. (: Shhhh. Don't tell you. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for 'class outing' yesterday [cause its already going to 3 in the morning]. Met pamm first then went to cool house for some "breakfast" Passion fruit red tea , fries and nuggets. Von came to meet us then waited for Choong han. Walk-ed to safra, On the way, Pamm got real mad. She is maddy. (: Only pris reached so we went up to pool. [: I love pooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, must say that I am damn lucky, cause anyhow play also can win. Too long never train le. At first, my aiming was damn poor lahhs. Then slowly, warm up le so started to go in. Played till I left with pathetic $2. Got one round is von and alan, me ying and ning. [using shortform for their names] But end up, only me vs von and alan. -.=  Win some rounds. VOn damn pro liaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to TM after sending pamela home. Went to play the finding game and a round of the ____________ [I forget the name le]. Then went walking around, met cherie and went to KFC to have a drink. ASk minning help us buy. We gave her $2.50 and buy whatever drink she can buy with the amount. SO she buy coke and its damn large one can. Drink a little full liao. End up, I try to finish the whole thing with von.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to NTUC to meet cherie's mum and off to her house. Took taxi there. Reach there, maple-d. (: Watch e zuo ju zhi wen and tv-ed. Then kiam chiong cook-ed for us. Western foods. Steak, fries, cann-ed beans, salad, potato.I only eat the steak, fries and cann-ed beans and a little of the salad and potato. We keep exchanging our food. Singyee ate alot of potato. I ate her steak and von ate singyee's and my salad. Singyee ate von's and my potato. [: Then went to maple again. Wanted to go home to watch the last episode of the plane thingy. End up, we went back to cherie's house to watch till the show over then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only say, I am damn full and have gastric and sick. (: I think mosquitos are in love with me. They keep sucking my blood and its damn itchy. Okay luhhs, better get going if not mummy going to 'kill' me. (: take care. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116767873418196412?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116767873418196412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116767873418196412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116767873418196412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116767873418196412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/foodies.html' title='foodies.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116761918480584290</id><published>2007-01-01T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T10:39:45.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New YEAR, 2007</title><content type='html'>Boos. Its 2007. ): Means gonna start school soon. My nightmare is arriving. But still hai hao I got sweet dreams. Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9 then went back to sleep again and woke up. within one hour or maybe less then that, I had a damn sweet dream. Hohohoho. It felt damn real. Is ermms, I don't know how to say la. Then another is about the channel u's 10 pm drama? The guy who is the pilot's brother, YEah him. I don't know why I have been dreaming of guys lately. Gonna catch the last episode today. Oh and I my dreams, he was my cousin and I date with him. hehe. Anyway, its dreams. But I stll like wu zun more. hohoho. But when I think of it, It seems to be damn fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept early last night and now, my eyes is like closing up soon. Still damn tired. Think I a not going to use com till late le. I really need sleeping pills. Wake up, wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mention of going out with von yesterday? Nevermind. We went out till 10 plus. Talk about alo of things. I still don't know how I know keith, gerald, eugene, mosy, sam and so on. ]]: Anyway, Its a nice talk. Gonna go out later too, SAFRA. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116761918480584290?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116761918480584290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116761918480584290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116761918480584290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116761918480584290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-2007.html' title='Happy New YEAR, 2007'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116755583164898177</id><published>2006-12-31T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T17:03:52.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006(:</title><content type='html'>7 and more hours to a brand new year. ]:  Its time for us to greet goodbye to 2006 and welcome 2007. OMG. I still don't wanna go school yet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Was watching 惡作劇之吻 and High school musical last night. I can say, I watch 惡作劇之吻 till I cry and got mad. Damn touching can. Actually, skip damn alot of parts due to unloaded. Then I thought it was a nice and good drama but how I know, I found this user, who break up te episode to 2 parts unlike others to 7 parts. SO I kinda rewatch it. Then I saw all those bitchy ones. Which is the btch of the drama, means all those part that I skip is those that has got the bitchy girl. Hohoho. Damn pro. Well, I am going to continue to watch. But you can easily see that zhi shu like xiang qin. I don't know why. Hehes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking damn alot yesterday night. Cause alot of people ask me things. Which is almoat the same. Hohoho. Sigh. I don't know lahs. Got irritated and somemore, my mum came out t scold me cause I still awake. Got pissed off. So I just off the com and went to my room sat there and listen to radio plus sms CHERYL, she also can't sleep. I was wondering how am I going to wake up on the first day of school. Gonna get SLEEPING PILLS someday, To let me get to sleep. AND and, I don't like yesterday's radio's songs. Damn sad ones. Got damn emo till I couldn't sleep no matter what. Just tosing and turning around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know whats gonna happen next. I felt like escaping from everything. INCLUDING SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG jiejie say feilunhai's album is getting kinda lesser. MJ don't have le. ): Nevermind still got other shops. Going out with von and maybe weiling till 10 hohohoho. Damn shoik. Later go maybe go find my mum first with my sis so I can buy new clothes. hehe. hohohoho. My eyes are getting weak. can't see clearly as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers`  hohoho. Early happy new year peeps. (:&lt;br /&gt;[though i am not into this new year thingy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that I am sick soI don't need to go to school. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hope you* hear my prayers. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116755583164898177?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116755583164898177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116755583164898177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116755583164898177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116755583164898177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/2006.html' title='2006(:'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116741173053709227</id><published>2006-12-30T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T01:02:10.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hubby xD</title><content type='html'>Hohoho. A brand new year is arriving. Means its a brand new life ahead. Gonna live happily and happily, not gonna miss out any chance of doing what I want. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, I went a little out of mind. Due to too much thinking of my hubby, WU ZUN and also daddy aka 2nd hubby, JIRO. Let me explains why JIRO became my daddy. Well, jiejie claims jiro as her daddy and since she is my sis so jiro is also my daddy. HOHOHO. *thinking too much*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I can't wait for wednesday. Me and jie jie is going to buy FEILUNHAI'S ALBUM. thoug its kinda late to buy now. BUT STILL, I am going to buy. Wait wait till tey have their own concert, I am so going to go to support my hubby. hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I seriously damn high now and mama want me to go sleep. OMg luhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn crazy about wu zun and jiro. Now I am watching 惡作劇之吻, got another shuai ge, 鄭元暢. Hohoho. But I don' like watching there, loading damn slow if not jiu shi can't load. ): Oh f. I am mad about guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, stop here. Gonna go sleep if not sure tio scolded. anyway, gonna see my shermeen later cause she giving me present. (: I love her to death. Ahem, I still love WU ZUN MORE. wahahas. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering how am I like when I am a baby. hohoho. Well, they say this girl* looks like me. I still think not. Then mummy explains to me, is she looks likeme when I am young. hohoho. Well, I can always take out my photo album to ake a look at it. I was denying that she looks like me when all my uncles and aunty say she looks like me. First is my relatives in singapore, She saw her in person. And they called her small michelle. -.= Then, I went to malaysia, one of my uncle from malaysia saw her before while others didn't so, while they were looking through my sis phone's pictures, they saw the picture of this baby. What more, they only took one look at it and say she resembles me. o.0 Take it as it is, shall post one of her pic up here. a photo took by her mum. hohoho. Damn cute. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/75758/Image%28045%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/677655/Image%28045%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho. (: Then, now let me present you with my hubby. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/118224/Picture0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/637633/Picture0217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/604643/Picture0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/406363/Picture0216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/392986/Picture0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/182497/Picture0219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abit blur but FEILUN HAI ONLY CONSIST OF THE TWO OF THEM. hohoho. (: *dreaming*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takecare peeps. (:&lt;br /&gt;SAYthatYOULOVEME(:&lt;br /&gt;SAYTHATYOUCARE.&lt;br /&gt;hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116741173053709227?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116741173053709227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116741173053709227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116741173053709227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116741173053709227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/hubby-xd.html' title='hubby xD'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116731499198802022</id><published>2006-12-28T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T22:09:52.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>papers.</title><content type='html'>Trying to find the article I read. But I couldn't. I think I better don't write it out. hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF. IWANT CHANGE CLASS OR SCHOOL. MR VANAN IS TEACHING MY CLASS ENG. OMFG. AND ONLY THURS WE DON'T NEED TO SEE HIM. SIgh. 3e1 is kinda good. Should have change at first. I wanted to change at first de. NOW. ): Can't change le. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116731499198802022?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116731499198802022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116731499198802022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116731499198802022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116731499198802022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/papers.html' title='papers.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116731369308741211</id><published>2006-12-28T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T21:48:13.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainny thurs. :/</title><content type='html'>Oh my. It has been raining and raining and I am so gonna get sick soon due to walking in the heavy rain. Damn tired. ): So I slept early yesterday. Gees` I am wondering how am I gonna wake up on the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at pathetic 1 plus going 2. SO rush to bath and cook my lunch but didn't finish it. [[: No appetite to eat instant noodles. Went out to meet von. (: Went to buy my new school shoe. hehes. Then went to rent her vcd and to cool house to grab a bite. Brought passion fruit red tea, french fries then brought popcorn chiken again. (: Went to wait for weiling. It rain damn heavily. EEEE. I don't like rain. Wanted to go pool de. But the stupid rain. Anyway, we walked there. Ended up damn wet lorhs. ): My hair damn messy and my slippers gt no friction so is like me and von kept gonna fell down like that. SO slipery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw khai and samson at 802 there I think. Then walk to safra and got wetter and wetter. Reach there then chiong to toilet. My hair damn messy. Blow dry my hair. perhaps frindge. (: Then went up to the third floor. OMG. I saw my manager. last time I work at Sakura the manager. HOHOHO. Think he remember me? Went up saw damn lots of people then decided not to go. SO we end up getting damn wet to safra and didn't play pool. &gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for the rain to get smaller. While waiting we were thinking of some things. (((: Walked all the way back. ]]: anyway we went to eat at KFC. Reason behind goig to KFC to eat.. Cause weiling says she is hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I name the places you can go eat. Coffee shop, cool house, a1, bluesea. but not open, mac, KFC.&lt;br /&gt;Weiling: you two name from one to five then I chose one number, we go there eat.&lt;br /&gt;So me and von discuss.&lt;br /&gt;1- Mac&lt;br /&gt;2- KFC&lt;br /&gt;3- cool house&lt;br /&gt;4- A1&lt;br /&gt;5- Coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;So she chose 2. then she ask us what is 5. We say coffee shop. She told us that she actually wanted to chose that. So we ask her why chose 2 then. Guess what she say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said- Cause I too hungry [in chinese] then She chose 2. Cause hungry in chinese is e then she chose two and two in chinese is e also. Something like this. But is very stupid larhs. So she was very lame. Walked to KFC. Saw baoling and diana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC was damn quiet cause not many people there. So we ate the ultimate meal. I share with von cause I already full liao de. Went to wash my hands. After washing damn cold sia. Then von brought cheese fries. Luckily its hot. Ate le then went home. Reach home, no one at home so walk to my grandparents house. Ate and waited for my sis to come. While waiting, I read the newspaper. I am guai right. [[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its was about my dear cousin. (: Anyway, its in chinese so I kinda don't understand. I only read those I understand. Was thinking, so long liao his pic on the newspaper still so big. Wells, read my next post. I was shocked really. after reading the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn in love with my blog song. Fairyland by ayumi. [:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116731369308741211?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116731369308741211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116731369308741211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116731369308741211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116731369308741211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/rainny-thurs.html' title='rainny thurs. :/'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116721453906328172</id><published>2006-12-27T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T18:17:40.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pool-ed</title><content type='html'>Pool-ed. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Slept at 5 am and woke up at 9 plus I think. I am sleeping lesser and lesser. Gonna become panda soon. Eyes keep 'dropping' while I am out. Went to lunch with steady then to Vanessa house to pass her my art folio and sketch book. Damn, its just waste for me to buy all those. Didn't even use it and also my drawing block. I have not been going for art classes for alot of time. You can see me or perhaps us in the room sleeping, slacking. Me and baoling. Hehe. fun times. Well, I doubt next year isn't going to be a fun year for me. Is like, no close friends in the class. even if have, take different subject. I really don't wanna go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I felt likechanging class or changing school. Or maybe migrate to MALAYSIA. hohoho. (: But this will be so impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, went to look for von after passing vanessa her things. After they finish eating, we went to SAFRA to play pool. HOHOHO. Wait damn long. Saw choon kiat didi, keith the 'shuai ge' and those bb guys. While waiting, we finish the whole packet of sweet. [shall post the pics later when i get them] Finally, our tur to play pool. Play two rounds, 1st I win, 2nd is von and minning win. Damn funny cause they never play b4. Then minning everytime she aim the ball, the ball went in but the white ball went in too. Then second round, VOn damn pro. shot in 4 balls in a turn so she win the game. I aiming damn poor liao. Due to long term not playing. But I also very good de, help them get their ball in. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to STAR BOOKSTORE to read comics. Tooks dman long to finish cause its in chinese. Gonna go there again to read. I want to finish the whole series. Wahahahs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pamm says I am mad. ]]': cause talking on phone with von they all then they say want eat me. SO I say all kind of things like korean style of eating. I wan pao cai. hahas. Well, I am not mad. I am too sians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehes. Wu zun is my first hubby, Jiro is my second hubby, hebe is my girlfriend and ella is my girl-boyfriend. HEHEs.&lt;br /&gt;WU ZUN. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116721453906328172?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116721453906328172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116721453906328172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116721453906328172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116721453906328172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/pool-ed.html' title='pool-ed'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116713870507995915</id><published>2006-12-26T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T21:11:45.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/809063/DSC00133.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I am damn bored today. It has been raining continuously since last night. I am down with those stupid flu and I can't breathe properly. Which leads me to giddy-ness. Damn those rain and stupid weather. Makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall be going out if it never rains tomorrow. SO pray damn hard. Shall maple later on with von. Hohoho. Use Wu zun to wake me up. Jiejie going to do one WU ZUN blogskin for me. hehe. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want go s.h.e's concert with jiejie. CAUSE GOT WUZUN and and HEBE.hohoho. [[: But I am lack of money. SO is she. Santa should have drop us some money instead of present. UNless the present is the ticket to S.H.E's concert and FEILUNHAI's ALBUM. Can add somemore mahs? I also want 花樣少年少女 's dvd or vcd. Which is not out yet.... ]]]: BOOHOO. Goona finish watching tokyo juliet and 惡作劇之吻. But no time to. ): Michelle is damn busy de. hehe. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOme pictures to end my post. (: Takecare peeps. (: Enjoy the last few days of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/77747/DSC00107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/262349/DSC00107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/850742/DSC00136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/604077/DSC00136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/446966/DSC00114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/316742/DSC00114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/327184/DSC00134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/407614/DSC00134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/150025/1134044846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/68734/1134044846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End with my hubby. HOHOHO. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116713870507995915?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116713870507995915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116713870507995915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116713870507995915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116713870507995915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-well-i-am-damn-bored-today.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116707342050893941</id><published>2006-12-26T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T15:56:04.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>secret love</title><content type='html'>Post edited. Sigh. Can anyone understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;最猛的是我有 傻傻的勇气&lt;br /&gt;如果没有奇迹 我创造一个给你&lt;br /&gt;好的坏的都是我的 要撑到底&lt;br /&gt;你让我相信我可以 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;梦想 紧紧握在手中&lt;br /&gt;人就能自信满满的向前走&lt;br /&gt;希望 收藏在胸口&lt;br /&gt;心就会学会 要说 No 拒绝脆弱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;因为你 在我的左右 (你就是最闪亮的那颗星星 深深吸引了我全部的力量 Oh)&lt;br /&gt;因为心中有彩虹 (我确定你就是我的唯一 Oh Baby You Are My Only Love) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So Come On 最猛的是我有 傻傻的勇气 (我的勇气)&lt;br /&gt;如果没有奇迹 我创造一个给你 (我创造一个给你)&lt;br /&gt;好的坏的都是我的 要撑到底&lt;br /&gt;你让我相信我可以 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;伤痛 让我开始不同&lt;br /&gt;我哭过 更加成熟 决心已启动&lt;br /&gt;希望 收藏在胸口&lt;br /&gt;心就会学会 要说 No 拒绝脆弱 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;因为你 在我的左右 (你就是最闪亮的那颗星星 深深吸引了我全部的力量 Oh)&lt;br /&gt;因为心中有彩虹 (我确定你就是我的唯一 Oh Baby You Are My Only Love) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So Come On 最猛的是我有 傻傻的勇气 (我的勇气)&lt;br /&gt;如果没有奇迹 我创造一个给你 (我创造一个给你)&lt;br /&gt;好的坏的都是我的 要撑到底&lt;br /&gt;你让我相信我可以 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;最猛的是我有 傻傻的勇气 (我的勇气)&lt;br /&gt;如果没有奇迹 我创造一个给你 (我创造一个给你)&lt;br /&gt;好的坏的都是我的 要撑到底&lt;br /&gt;你让我相信我可以 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;曾经受伤的我 以为是借 只剩寂寞&lt;br /&gt;是你找回我笑容 你的温柔陪我坚持到最后 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;最猛的是我有 傻傻的勇气 (给我傻傻的勇气)&lt;br /&gt;如果没有奇迹 我创造一个给你 (我创造一个给你)&lt;br /&gt;好的坏的都是我的 要撑到底&lt;br /&gt;你让我相信我可以 (就让我相信我可以) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;最猛的是我有 傻傻的勇气 (傻傻的勇气)&lt;br /&gt;如果没有奇迹 我创造一个给你 (我创造给你)&lt;br /&gt;好的坏的都是我的 要撑到底&lt;br /&gt;你让我相信我可&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;以&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Simple like this song. Just very meaningful.&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/17426241-116707342050893941?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116707342050893941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116707342050893941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116707342050893941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116707342050893941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/secret-love.html' title='secret love'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116706168037416176</id><published>2006-12-25T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T23:48:00.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>journey</title><content type='html'>HOHOHO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells, Never blog for a few days. Went over to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;br /&gt;Went to courts and ikea with von. Bus to inter there to met von. Reach inter, got these two guys came to ask for the pen donation thingy. He is damn crap can.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I kinda keep shaking my head [means dun wan or no] Then he was like,&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Wo shuai mah?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 2: Why you like that ask her?&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: so she will nod her head then she will buy mahs.&lt;br /&gt;Guy 1: Nevermind, I ask you arhs. Ta [pointing to guy 2] shuai mah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: -.=&lt;br /&gt;After I walk off, I walk damn fast. I really don't like this type of things they will kinda like 'FORCE' you to buy luhhs.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAT.&lt;br /&gt;Went to malaysia. I can say that, I LOVE MALAYSIA alot alot. HaVE ALOT OF FUN THERE WHERE SINGAPORE COULDN'T FIND. Wells, help them dl stuffs. SOME CHINESE THINGS, I DON'T UNDERSTAND. Have to ask my aunt. SHE ask me things in CHINESE I also don't understand. Then, we video call my another cousin at his house. Damn funny lorhs. Then they came over so we can head forward for our dinner at my aunt's sis shop. While waiting for my aunt to bring my sis and mum back from the salon, they play and shout like mad. They were like calling all of us with nicknames. I got two nicks. First one is DA XI GUA. for no reason. So I called my this guy cousin who is pri 5, DA FEI ZHU. For no reason too. MY sis was TUO NIAO. hahas. Wells, all of them have one nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating, my mum was talking to the aunty which I ahve no dea who it was. Anyway, ya we brought ice-cream and I drank my mum's glass of beer. hehhs. (: SO long never drink le. Finally can drink. Hohoho. Went to my cousin house, played with com. help them dl stuffs and so on. I go dl MAPLE. So I can play there. BUT how I know, their dl system is so diff. [ONLY THIER COM] AND AND ITS IN CHINESE. I don't even understand a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank red wine and tiger beer. Uncle ask me want take another cup and drink mahs. hehhs. I drank from my mum's wine glass. Damn nice cause too long never drink le. they were saying, at home, I can drink with my mum. BUT AT home, mama don't let me drink. ): SO NOW, I DRINK and DRANK till I get DRUNK, I didn't get drunk anyway. I finis my mum's one. Slept at my cousin house. BUT I am down with flu. ): Till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and have my lunch. Went over to my another cousin house, bath and went to JUSCO. THERE is better then VIVO city. Its much more bigger and more nice to walk. Was suppose to find my shorts there and christmas present. Was like damn pack with people. Don't have to mood to shop. So end up buying one shirt and LOG CAKE for the whole of 3 families. Went to my cousin house while the adults went to nother houe to get the soups and stuff and of cause PRESENTS. We had a FEAST there. My cousin call me mu nai yi. Cause I no expression mahs. I just stare and stare. They call me I jst turn and stare. No smiles and so on. Anyway, I simply loves the days with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total of 3 meals. for dinner. First one was the biggest one which consist of 2 grilled chickens, French Fries, Otah, Rice, Two different types of tomyam soup [one fish and I forget le], chicken wings. Hopefully I never left out any. Cause I can't remember. After eating, over to the living room, sat down and time for some drinks. Red wine again. Hohoho. I open two of the wine. Damn dificult to open. Open till my hand pain. ): SO drank again. Uncle still ca ask me if I want tiger beer anot. HOHOHO. I also never drink lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second dinner, Satay[brought outside] and otah [bbq by my uncle] pus potato chips. Damn full can. I ate damn alot. Cause no one wants to eat due to playing games. SO they ask me to finsh all. Was deciding to buy satay and bring back during CNY to bbq there. HOHOHO. Its gonna be damn fun. CAUSEI WILL BE JOINING THEM THERE TOO. (: CNY gonna be different for 2007 cause it will be celebrated at Malaysia. hohoho. Stop eating till 11 plus meanwhile, We continue drinking and eating peanuts. Search for hp things and so. Talking and playing. Damn fun can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third dinner, not really lahs. Just eating the log cake I brought for them. Damn nice next time post the pic. though its small. Cause is I buy, I have to cut it. Anyway I was like the last to eat. Cut cut cut left alot stil lorhs. I slowly eat, gave alot to my cousin hahas. The pri 5 guy. Kept asking him to help me eat. Finish le then went to play again While I watch tv.Till I get to sleepy. Then they went home, We prepare to sleep. My cousins are damn funny de. Cause we were fighting for pillows. THey took all those nice nice ones. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and aunt came back cause there de electricity gone mahs. SO we all cramp into a room. SO no space mahs, then 2 of my little cousin want sleep beside me. SO mama ask me move over to another room sleep. I jump straight to bed and went to sleep. hehhe. Have dificulties sleeping due to my sickness. Damn the flus and stuffs. The air con was like 18 degree can. Slept and have alot of nice ad sweet dreams. (: Woke up, my breakfast was potato chips and wanton noodles. Went back to my another cousin house then bath, online and so on, went back to s'pore. Actually uncle ask me stay till next week de. But I don't know lahs. ): SO CAME BACK. should have stay there ]]]: Cause singapore is toooooo BORING. PLUS I LOVE MALAYSIA and also my cousins there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO SIN.&lt;br /&gt;Came back online, Went out to KFC for my lunch cum dinner. lol. Then went to meet von at ehre house. Waited fr cherie and off to airport to surprise jiang mama. While waiting, Brought swensen ice-cream. (: funny things happen. FOR MORE INFO, maybe you can go von's blog[only if she got blog]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to type le lahs. HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hua yang shao nin shao nu.(:&lt;br /&gt;I love WUZUN. HE IS MY HUBBY. Hohoho. (:&lt;br /&gt;I am crazy about the show le.hehhs.&lt;br /&gt;Bye peeps. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116706168037416176?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116706168037416176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116706168037416176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116706168037416176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116706168037416176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/journey.html' title='journey'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116703525430396495</id><published>2006-12-25T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T16:27:50.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS.</title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!! [[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though abit late. Well, I just got back from malaysia. GOING OUT TO eat le .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOG LATER ON. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116703525430396495?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116703525430396495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116703525430396495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116703525430396495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116703525430396495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS.'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116670822469203699</id><published>2006-12-21T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:44:43.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>BACK. Went out wil steady. (: TIred tired. Slept at 4 in the morning. Met her, went to walk around at bugis and orchard. Talk-ed alot. Went to eat Pastamania at bugis there. Well, I ordered baked rice while she odered Spagetti. Ate half of it [perhaps is less then half] AND I AM DAMN FULL. IS DAMN CHEESY. Well, can say its nice though but too much of it will get sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought ice-cream while there was this two girls cam e to do survey. I REALLY REALLY GOT PHOBIA OF GOING OUT AND ESP. WHEN PEOPLE ARE ASKING FOR DONATIONS OR SURVEY OR CHURCH STUFFS OR WHAT EVER. Can't we just go out with needing to do all this. ITs damn irritating can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While going back to Tampines, AT the mrt station there, got this another two girls. They were saying about our looks and said they are finding some kinda models or what ever or advertisment. I WAS LIKE -.= WELLs, Damn shock lorhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK TO TAMPINES, went over to Vanssa house but she not at home. ): Went to grandma house after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE NEVER COME cause he is going t new zealand for another competition. We were talking about alot of things. TALK ALOT. MY aunt is damn funny luhhs. SAYING ABOUT SAILING AND MY COUSIN. ahahs. wells, MALAYSIA(: I'm coming. hahas. GONNA SHOP THERE IF I CAN. But hopefully can. hehhs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA AND &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TATA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YOUNG's&lt;/span&gt; new album is kinda nice. THERE IS this song [&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;El Nin-Yo&lt;/span&gt;]. QUITE NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK won't be blogging tomorrow. Blog when I come back bahs. (: take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes, I like my aunt better then my mum.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You didn't gave me the love I want.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIGH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WU ZUN- x]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116670822469203699?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116670822469203699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116670822469203699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116670822469203699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116670822469203699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post_21.html' title='(:'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116664005932242667</id><published>2006-12-21T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T02:41:01.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORANGE CRAZE</title><content type='html'>ORANGE ORANGE ORANGE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am deadly mad for orange. I ate finish all the little oranges my mum brought. Its so small and cute and and its very very sweet. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/865578/Picture0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/324971/Picture0231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/163038/Picture0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/915711/Picture0232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/377829/Picture0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/799318/Picture0233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells, nothing much now adays. JUST mapling for hours and hours. SLept at 3 plus 4 plus or even 5 plus everyday. End up, I wake up at 11 plus, 12 plus, 1 plus or even 2 plus!!. OMg luhhs. Michelle. GOGO sleep okay? HAAHS. IT really takes me an hour or so to get to sleep. OH MY LUHS. If this carry on, I don't know how am I gonna wake up for school, which will be starting in weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOTS. ITS finally THURSDAY. (: GOING OUT later with steady. (: wahahas. AND AND HE IS COMING TO GRANDPARENTS HOUSE TODAY. BUT dar is leaving for malaysia. WELLS, SAT I WILL BE LEAVING FOR MALAYSIA aand and FOR MY WONDERFUL CHRISTMAS THERE. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS I WAS SAYING, I was playing maple, me and von was kinda quarrelling in there. hahas. (: FOR WUZUN. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/645928/Picture0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/481605/Picture0229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/808954/Picture0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/271367/Picture0238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/871248/Picture0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/778774/Picture0239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/554406/Picture0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/81301/Picture0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Its all about WUZUN AND ME(: DAMN, I am crapping all the way. BUt seriously, WUZUN IS DAMN SHUAI CANN. SO IN &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt; with him. ahaahs. Wells, Igot this pic that I took long ago, SHall publish them outt.&lt;br /&gt;Thats my octo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/890183/Picture0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/489520/Picture0212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOn's piggy and my octo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/515073/Picture0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/626114/Picture0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/553868/Picture0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/396498/Picture0226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g2/miichh/jirofinalvermx6.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g2/miichh/311274043_6d4d93eab4_o.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WUZUN(:&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go sleep byebye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116664005932242667?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116664005932242667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116664005932242667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116664005932242667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116664005932242667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/orange-craze.html' title='ORANGE CRAZE'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116644235238484166</id><published>2006-12-18T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T19:46:08.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IKEA-ed</title><content type='html'>Lalalaas. I am happy, angry, tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy because I saw sam, choon kiat, my cousin, went to ikea, walk in the rain till I was wet like siao.&lt;br /&gt;Angry cause the road damn dirty and and it make my leg damn dirty and its very disgusting and it has been raining alot now adays.&lt;br /&gt;tired  cause lack of sleep and kept walking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it has been a tiring day for me. Have been sleeping EARLY this few days at 4 plus 5. SO early right. While all this early sleeping is due to mapling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 5 plus in the morning just now and woke up at 9 plus. Went back to sleep till 11 plus to reply sms. Was suppose to go out with von to return my cd at 2 plus. BUT I slept again till 2 plus and was woken up by von's call. Damn sorry lorhs. I sleep until forget time. Quickly bath,eat and went to meet her under my block. SHe too miss me le so come my block wait for me.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to return the vcd. Saw sam and friends. VON tell me derhs. If not I also never see. Cause too tired le KEep yawning while walking and I can really sleep while walking le. THen walk-ed to inter there, went to IKEA. Took the shuttle bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach there, walk walk. Damn nice sia. Wait for von to send me the pics. The food there also very nice. (: Well, at there I saw alot of people. Like my cousin sherman, darrel, then choon kiat and the another guy. Forget le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to walk home. cause is like the people waiting for bus is like damn alot. While walking, it rained damn heavily. GOt drenched. End up, I went to von's houe to get change and took a bus home. Well, I am tired and getting headache. hahs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I really hte my sis sia. ********** She simply have ap and she just don't like people to get better then her, and like to compare her fucking school with me. Asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While, off to watch my huayangshaonianshao nu le. (: bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VON BLANK, he is mine and forever mine.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116644235238484166?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116644235238484166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116644235238484166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116644235238484166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116644235238484166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/ikea-ed.html' title='IKEA-ed'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116634576279395793</id><published>2006-12-17T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T17:00:02.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>BOOS!! [[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy arrrhhs. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at 4 plus just now in the morning. Sleeping late this few days cause playing maple with von at night and the morning. (: oh my luhhs. GOnna be like panda soon. My eyebag. hehhs. (: I am soooo sick. Sick of sleeping early. SO I sleep late late everyday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today also gonna sleep late late. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a dream that shock me up. Well, after having a nice and sweet dream, few days later become nightmare. &gt;:[ All von fault.hehhs. SHe pass her nightmare to me. ))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. Omg lahhs. Sighhhh. lalalaas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOGOGO!!!. feilunhai(: hehhs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VON BLANK cannot snatch from meeeeeeeeee. [[[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/231233/2-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/465397/2-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/1600/340855/1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6309/1679/320/475274/1-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He look so gay in this picture lehhs. But he is shuaii (:&lt;br /&gt;Wuzun better. (:&lt;br /&gt;hehhs. HUA YANG SAO NIAN SHAO NU(:&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting. x]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116634576279395793?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116634576279395793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116634576279395793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116634576279395793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116634576279395793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116628913920743363</id><published>2006-12-17T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T01:12:19.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>Sigh. Michelle is big failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells, Kbox-ed with my sis and cousy. Wells, Sang alot there. Something fuuny happen, but to keep the post short, I shall not mention it. Well, went to eat mac. Mcspicy. (: well, I only finish the burger and less then 10 fries and a few sip of coke and I am damn full. WEnt over to look for my mum. Damn lots of people there. I don't like it. I simply hate places with lots lots of people. Wells, another disappointment. A little bit more and to my goal, n73. ]]]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, walked home alone and waited for them to come back to open door for me. Yet, at home, another disappointment. Sigh. In just one day, there are so many disappointment le. ANother thing. Sigh. I think I can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHould I go tomorrow? Church service or just go beach with them. ]]: Better stay at home to prevent from everything. I just can't stand it. Its totally ruin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You did everything on purpose. Don't think I don't know. You just don't wanna see me getting new things. YOU ARE SIMPLY JEALOUS. Fuck you asshole. Sorry for all vulgar. I really can't take it le. I am simply tired off all matters. I just don't understand. ONE THING. SIGH.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't I lead a bette life? I just wanna get some break. What comes to me is negative thoughts. Asking people to think positive, well, then why am I thinking negative? Sigh. I realy can't help it. SORRY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bits and pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;scars and tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;life sux.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;failure. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I will cheer up de. (: GOGOGO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;MICHELLE YOU CAN DO IT.&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/17426241-116628913920743363?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116628913920743363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116628913920743363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116628913920743363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116628913920743363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116620464216865300</id><published>2006-12-16T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T01:44:04.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIRSTLY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECOND MONTH DAR. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iloveyou. [[:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells, didn't blog for 2 days le.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thusday, went to grandparents house. Wells, I am waiting for next thursday, He is coming (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. and I had a very sweet and nice dream during my nap. Oh my. Its not gonna be true though. I am just very happy. (: Wells, play maple with von.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Stop playing at 2 plus I think. Then offline at 3 plus. Slept at 4 plus i think. Woke up at 9 then lie on bad till 11 plus, bath, eat, went out to meet von and ling. Well, went to buy passion fruit red tea then rent disc, buy cup noodle then go von house play. (: I win weiling. wahahahas. Okay stop my crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOday, Just stop playing maple, Chatted with reeve. Oh wells. I am still not tired. I am going out later on with my sis and cousin. (: KBOX. whahahaas. (: OH my better get sleeping if no tml I no energy to walk. hehhs. (: Bye peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you(:&lt;br /&gt;161006[[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116620464216865300?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116620464216865300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116620464216865300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116620464216865300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116620464216865300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/firstly-happy-second-month-dar.html' title=''/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116600751064897990</id><published>2006-12-13T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T19:23:35.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blankkkk. [[:</title><content type='html'>I AM BACK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met pamm and of to cool house for our 'lunch'. Then there was this guy, he damn 'funny' luhhs. Wells, I was trying to control myself not to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: A1 de pearls very small and nice&lt;br /&gt;AUNTY: Really arrs.&lt;br /&gt;I forget le lahs. Their conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: you ask the aunty to buy small pearl lahs.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Wah, everytime I come, the aunty not here de. So .......... [alallaas. i forget le]&lt;br /&gt;Guy: if costumer complain 'blahblahblah'&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: *said something*&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Ask my grandpa come down complain then got use arr [something like this]&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: say what no teeth cannot bite the pearls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells, I can't remember though. So we went off to 818 to meet von when she tells us they are at 815. -.=&lt;br /&gt;On the waY.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mE: *KEEP ON LAUGHING AND talking about just now the thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*due to laughing non-stop, she didn't realize that there was an incoming car[somemore is police car]*&lt;br /&gt;*pamm hold me back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Pamm: aiyo bu hui kai che de arrhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: *laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what happen.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;The car kinda like ermms. Produce a kind of sound like stoping or what luhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WE: laughing. [hahahahahahahahahaaaa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Pamm: whay you keep laughing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: cause just now at the shop cannot laugh so now laugh lorhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*walk to find 815.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;PAmm: 815 is the playground under the block near the 813 basketball court right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: no lahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[cause the block is like....&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;817 814 813&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: cause is eight one three, ba yi four and ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Pamm: ba yi four?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: eight one four....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I say not there.&lt;br /&gt;Wells, we manage not to get lost there and found them at 818. [when they told us s at 815]&lt;br /&gt;[[a bunch of kids at playground near 815]]&lt;br /&gt;Boy: the pink colour shorts de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Pamm: got people say you lehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: I also know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, saw von, ask for hp and walk off. x]]]&lt;br /&gt;The red house girl: She looks like me mehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: oh I wanna puke man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells. Talk talk at the playground. Decided to go safra play pool. So I ask them if they wanna join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: ni men, yi ge liang ge san ge si ge wu ge want go da pool mahs? [withoout counting]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: ps. ni men, yi ge liang ge san ge si ge wu ge, *finding weiying* oh liu ge yao qu da pool mahs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Was talking and talking.]&lt;br /&gt;End up, me, von and pamm go nia..&lt;br /&gt;Walking walking.&lt;br /&gt;[somewhere near bus-stop at safra there]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: ehs. that looks like sam, jervyn and gang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells. Saw ermms ** at the traffic light there. Sorry I forget his name luhhs. (:&lt;br /&gt;Waited and waited for the pool table. Crapping and talking about cousins. End up, we wste time waiting there. We went off to tm. Saw choon kiat at 940. Was talking about the star awards. why give the chen wei lian. Anyway, the guys behind us was talking about it too. wahahahass. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk walk walk walk around. ARRS. Seeing hp makes me feels so sad. ): Oh my. Well anyway, pamm suggested to go eat. SO we went to basment and buy our food.&lt;br /&gt;Brought the crispy chicken and lemonade at ntuc there. Stop at the pavilion there sat down and eat. While I ate a few and felt like puking it out cause is like they cut it till soooo BIG and and I think I am too full after eating a few pieces of it. Didn't finish it. Then there was this guy came to ask for donations. I really got donations phobia.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Hi, you all speak english right? I am from ________ and I am ______ or you can call me shuai ge. [wells. I already felt like puking le you still can say this.]&lt;br /&gt;Guy: asking for donations for this girl who is blind.&lt;br /&gt;*show us the pic*&lt;br /&gt;Guy: can see right. I dont think that you are blind. Can you 3 donate $10 for this young girl, cause $10 is their weekly allowance....&lt;br /&gt;*stare at each other*&lt;br /&gt;Guy: aiyo why I say $10 you all stare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;We: we no money. Buy food till nomoney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: okay. The why you all sit here and eat later rain then go inside your food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;VOn: Now not raining mahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*guy walks away*&lt;br /&gt;Wells, Threw away my food and walked to inter. Wells, Saw sam and zhan yi. anyway, Another guy came to ask for donations again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOw I wanted to ask for the price of it. The more I know, I more I sad.&lt;br /&gt;So we walked back to tm. just walking around. THen to cs. Walked home then. Cause pamm is tired.wells whos not tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*on our way home*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: eh von ni dao jia le.&lt;/span&gt; [pointing to the **** at the don't know where.&lt;br /&gt;then we started to say each other's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: my house still on construction [still building lahs] at there.&lt;/span&gt; *pointing to he private hdb which is still unready yet.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;VOn: ehs that one is my house lahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;We both: Is our house lahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk walk von to near 866 there. On the way there, pamm has gone mad.&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about this asian games thing. Then I forget what happen luhhs. SUddenly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Pamm: I hate EVON YO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;VON: Who lai de?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: her name also not evon yo. The pronounciation is wrong luhhs[cause is youw]. nevermind, call her jia qi instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;PAMM: I HATE EVON BLANK JIA QI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: lols. THEN YOU are PAMELA BLANK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;VON: then you are MICHELLE BLANK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pamm: EVON BLANK JIA QI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamm is *yawning*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: no is- EVON BLANK JIA QI *yawns*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;von: We are the blank family.&lt;/span&gt; -.=&lt;br /&gt;wells, I can only say that pamm is mad luhhs. She is like jogging or running perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Walked home with a mad soul. Oh my luhhs. She is just mad.&lt;br /&gt;*kind of running instead of walking properly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pamm: I very tired lehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: who not tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pamm: leg very suan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: then you craw lorhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pamm: i want fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: then you fly yourself you really mad le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pamm: you teach de mahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: I dont teach people de lorhs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pamm: Oh then is REEVE&lt;/span&gt; [the full name*] &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;teach de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue walking......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[a group a birds flying towards our direction]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pamm: bye.&lt;/span&gt; [to the birds]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: you siao le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pamm: they give way to me lehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: really siao le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pamm: you teach de mahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: no lorhs. you everything also I teach de.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Pamm oh okay lorhs Is sam teahc reeve then reeve influence you then you influence me&lt;/span&gt; (something like this luhhs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pamm: so is all SAM's fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: ehs what all sam fault?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pamm: wo hen lei lehs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: ask you sleep here[the ground] you don't want&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;pamm: you want me to sleep here??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me: then what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say about something then she squat down and laugh. I run away. She ran after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: you stop there. &lt;/span&gt;[pointing at pamm]&lt;br /&gt;anyway ,we walked home.&lt;br /&gt;Crossed the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me: Bye. You never say bye to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;PAmm: MICHELLE BLANK AI QIN.&lt;/span&gt; -.=&lt;br /&gt;wells. she shouted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH my, its raining again. I am tired luhhs.&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.-&lt;br /&gt;*I didn't wanted to mention full name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much off crapping today, I felt like sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Its raining its pouring, the old man is snoring.&lt;br /&gt;Went to bed and he bump his head and he couldn't wake up in the morning*&lt;br /&gt;*Rain rain go away, come again another day.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalalaas. Its a perfectly nice day for me. [to &lt;s&gt;sleep&lt;/s&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;After one weeks or so, I finally saw you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vomitted. ]]]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116600751064897990?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116600751064897990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116600751064897990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116600751064897990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116600751064897990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/blankkkk.html' title='blankkkk. [[:'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116597872950147313</id><published>2006-12-13T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T10:58:53.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feilunhaiiiiiii~~</title><content type='html'>BOOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maple-d last night with von. Well didn't play for long. Was waiting for her to get home while waiting was watching hua yang shao nian shao nu on youtube. Oh my luhhs. I am so in love with the show liao. Must wait wait wait for the next episode. Wuzun and giro. wahahaaas. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't like the jumping thing. Keep on jump then keep on falling. ASS~~  forget about that, ask von to help me jump. Shall be mapling with her all the times. whahaaaas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, talked on phone tll 11 plus I think, anyway, I msg-ed MR mosy aka CEO. Ask him go sleep. hehhhs. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells, he sand a song for me to go sleep. But too bad, I still can't sleep. hehhhs. Then I woke up at 7. I have been waking up at 7 this past few days. Laalalaaas. Michelle is going to be maddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go out with my steady and maybe nuerr. wahahaas. BLUESEAAAAAA. so long never go le. Maybe go cool house. But most impt. is my passion fruit red tea. (: lalalaaas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, pray for michelle.&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard.&lt;br /&gt;PRAY.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;cause she is dying sooooonnn [joking lahs]&lt;br /&gt;blog later on. (:&lt;br /&gt;take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116597872950147313?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116597872950147313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116597872950147313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116597872950147313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116597872950147313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/feilunhaiiiiiii.html' title='feilunhaiiiiiii~~'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116591394073610350</id><published>2006-12-12T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T18:50:21.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainny</title><content type='html'>edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalaas. Its raining cats plus dogs plus monkeys plus donkeys just now. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't sleep again last night. Oh my, what had happen to michelle???  Wells, wacth a musical on arts central tittle is. by the light of the silvery moon. Wells, its about a love musical. Too bad, the thing ends at 12. Then I will be in my room, tossing and turing [rubbish] and trying to get to sleep. Well, Didn't sleep though. Was lying on my bed for a few hours listening to the radio. Sad. I just couldn't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late late so didn't went for band. Use com and play maple with von. Wells. Went offline to rest again then online again to play maple with von. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. Maple maple maple maple. Suddenly I am so interested in it. (: wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Von is praying for me. x]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO PRAY HARD HARD for Michelle. (:&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard for me babe. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116591394073610350?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116591394073610350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116591394073610350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116591394073610350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116591394073610350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/rainny.html' title='rainny'/><author><name>SAMUEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04166952801606494866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17426241.post-116583616116614547</id><published>2006-12-11T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T19:22:46.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my. (:</title><content type='html'>Oh my god luhhs. (: Just heard a shocking new from my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have alot to say. (: ohmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I can't get to sleep last night. Hopefully I can today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, its been raining cats and dogs and monkeys and donkeys and I don't like it. Though its still good for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, my sis is finally working means. No need to see her for long hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, I, michelle, is very proud of my cousin. (: Whahahaas. Wells, today post shall be on my dear shuai shuai de cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I was saying about my cousin, he has always love sailing since primary. Because of this, he got tanned. But still, he never gave up on his sailing. [duh, what the hack i'm talking about] Wells. AS from pri school, You know PSLE, you have gotta chose a secondary school. Well, got lots of school was asking him to go their school because he is good in sailing you see. Well. end up, he got in to SPORTS SCHOOL. Smetime I kinda pity him luhh. ONe whole year, I only get to see him during CHINESE NEW YEAR and when he is free. Wells. I kinda miss him though. He was my best buddy from young and we are always together when we ar YOUNG. wells, now when I see him is like a total stranger. ): Okay back to my dear cousin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he has been staying in the hostel in the sport school. SO now, he went for this Asian Games thingy for sailing. While if you saw the news, they have got first without finishing the competition. I felt so proud of him luhh. Here's the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOHA, Qatar : Singapore sailing struck two gold medals in the men's and women's 420 classes yesterday, two days before the official competition ends here at the 15th Asian Games in Doha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's women's 420 pairing of Sarah Tan and Lim Tze Ting struck gold with two races to spare, while the men's 420 team of &lt;strong&gt;Sherman Cheng&lt;/strong&gt; and Justin Liu are also in an unassailable position after Sunday's round of races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan, skipper of the 420 women's team, had picked up a bronze at the 2002 Asian Games in Busan in the Optimist class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was ecstatic last night and said: "It is amazing. I won a bronze in 2002 and now I have won gold. This is a great achievement for me. I am so happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SingaporeSailing president Low Teo Ping was a mixture of delight and relief, as he contemplated the double-gold feat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low, also the Singapore Rugby Union president, had predicted that the sailors would deliver at least two gold medals in Doha and he paid tribute to a great team effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said: "I have known the 420 women's team of Sarah and Tze Ting for 10 years now. All their hard work has paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They have done very well because of the whole management team and the support team which is in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But most of all, they have struck gold because they are very dedicated. That's the key to any success story."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's sailors are also leading in the Laser men and in the Laser 4.7 Open classes after yesterday's races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laser sailor Maximilian Soh heads the class with 19 points, ahead of his nearest challenger from Japan Yoichi Iijima, who has 24 points after 10 races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soh is very confident going into the final two races. "I am confident and I'll just do my best and hope everything goes well," said the 18-year-old student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll just do what I have been doing all week and stick to my basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am just watching my two main rivals from Japan and South Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is getting very exciting and I am fully focused on each race at a time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's Laser 4.7 Open sailor Colin Cheng, who was only a reserve in the 2002 Busan Asian Games, is eight points ahead of his nearest challenger, Qatar's Waleed Al Sharshani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's Optimist woman sailor Griselda Khng kept herself in the hunt for a medal after finishing in first and second spot, respectively, in her two races yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Singapore Sports School student is lying second overall, seven points behind Malaysia's Rufina Tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from Khng, the 470 men's team of Terence Koh and Xu Yuan Zhen, the 470 women's pairing of Elizabeth Tan and Toh Liying and the Hobie 16 crew of Chung Pei Quan and Melcolm Huang are all also lying in second spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the remaining battles reach a peak, sailing team manager Andrew Sanders said: "There's still a few days to go but the two golds are a real shot in the arm. We set out for two golds here and we have got them. Now it is our duty to help push the rest of the team as high up as possible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sailing competition continues today and the final races of the Optimist (men and women), Laser, Laser Radial and Laser 4.7 Open are scheduled for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore sailing results after Day Five: 420 women: Lim Tze Ting/ Sarah Tan - 1st 420 men: Sherman Cheng/ Justin Liu - 1st Laser men: Maximilian Soh - 1st Laser 4.7 Open: Colin Cheng - 1st Keelboat: 1st Hobie 16: Chung Pei Quan/Melcolm Huang - 2nd 470 women: Elizabeth Tan/ Toh Liying - 2nd 470 men: Terence Koh/Xu Yuan Zhen - 2nd Optimist women: Griselda Khng - 2nd Optimist men: Sean Lee - 3rd Laser radial Open: Koh Seng Leong - 4th - TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WElls. that was a long post. But still, for more info on Asian Games, go &lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/sportsnews/view/246456/1/.html"&gt;http://www.channelnewsasia.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17426241-116583616116614547?l=beautified-memories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/feeds/116583616116614547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17426241&amp;postID=116583616116614547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116583616116614547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17426241/posts/default/116583616116614547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beautified-memories.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-my.html' title='oh my. 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