<?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-13239617</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:57:00.013+08:00</updated><category term='sleep'/><category term='movie'/><category term='sing out'/><category term='exams-are-over'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='arcade'/><category term='church'/><category term='guys'/><category term='christmas deco'/><category term='reminiscence'/><category term='God'/><category term='holiday events'/><category term='song'/><category term='sing out rehearsal'/><category term='events'/><category term='OJ'/><category term='shoe'/><category term='regresa a mi'/><category term='hair'/><category term='thanks (:'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>the very dead blog.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>333</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-5360928600156501926</id><published>2009-01-23T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:51:25.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've moved for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://busrideshome.wordpress.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busrideshome.wordpress &lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-5360928600156501926?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5360928600156501926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=5360928600156501926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5360928600156501926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5360928600156501926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2009/01/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-1355231186719691881</id><published>2008-10-28T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T01:39:04.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To stand under the stage lights.&lt;br /&gt;In that green gown we all hate.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful girls, handsome guys.&lt;br /&gt;Glimmering make-up; radiant smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Singing with all our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Showing our passion.&lt;br /&gt;Giving our best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I really miss choir a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those insane practices.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Yee's amusing vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;How we make music and noise.&lt;br /&gt;Enduring sectionals we hate.&lt;br /&gt;The magical feeling when 80 voices can blend together to produce one sound.&lt;br /&gt;How we are always scared we won't get to perform in concert.&lt;br /&gt;How after a day's hard work, we always sound good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sing out, the Lord is here...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;united voices.&lt;br /&gt;the four good years of memories, they won't be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those having o's, press on. persevere. it's ending soon. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-1355231186719691881?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1355231186719691881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=1355231186719691881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1355231186719691881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1355231186719691881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-stand-under-stage-lights.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-3333136852412494515</id><published>2008-09-19T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:59:26.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thhhhheeeeeeeeeee 4humility bbq!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ntuc sambal very nice.&lt;br /&gt;2. i want more sambal prawn/stingray/squid.&lt;br /&gt;3. my hands still smell of bbq.&lt;br /&gt;4. i enjoyed myself a lot today.&lt;br /&gt;5. i managed not to emo.&lt;br /&gt;6. finally got to cycle.&lt;br /&gt;7. feet aching.&lt;br /&gt;9. walked a lot today, till I now have blistering feet.&lt;br /&gt;10. I think we were all suffering from prelim withdrawal symptoms, cos we kept quoting stuff from our subjects. and heck, it didn't even feel like prelims just ended THIS MORNING at 930, it feels like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;11. some people are nicer than I thought. Like hongyi, gosh he's going to come over tomorrow because I wonderfully left my camera and key in the cab.&lt;br /&gt;12. I shared cab with 3 guys, and my it took only 30min to reach home, and I reached home at 11- earliest from any bbq so far. AND, they paid for my fare!!!~&lt;br /&gt;13. I never knew there is this yellow viewing tower in ecp.&lt;br /&gt;14. the breeze today was really nice. albeit paired with very hot weather.&lt;br /&gt;15. felt really nice singing with the girls to whatever the guys were playing on guitar.&lt;br /&gt;16. greg and me are hooked on yellow.&lt;br /&gt;17. i love my class a lot.&lt;br /&gt;18. today I am reminded again that i want to go ecp with my future boyfriend. (further details I shouldn't say.. it should be kept in my world of fantasy hah)&lt;br /&gt;19. the amount of protein consumed today is terrifying. seafood, chicken wings, otah, hotdogs.. gosh. and the amount of chicken wings were even more terrifying. I can go vegetarian for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;20. i'll really love to go there again, soon.&lt;br /&gt;21. oh and they got a soccer ball stuck in the tree. and its super hilarious how they tried (and failed) to get the ball down. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play basketballllllll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-3333136852412494515?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3333136852412494515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=3333136852412494515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3333136852412494515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3333136852412494515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/09/thhhhheeeeeeeeeee-4humility-bbq-1.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-5595090707223712981</id><published>2008-09-15T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T17:39:16.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okie I'm supposed to be studying for chem but.. very distracted. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently I was clearing out and organising my photos, and I realise I have some VERY, VERY, VERY unglam pictures of people. HAHAHA. Do anything to me, -evil laugh- :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...All my subjects, in the order of best to worst. Interest, not grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;Chem?&lt;br /&gt;Econs&lt;br /&gt;Amath&lt;br /&gt;Geog&lt;br /&gt;Math&lt;br /&gt;SS&lt;br /&gt;Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Physics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha okay too bored. Actually I think Chinese, SS and Physics same position. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Life is now very mundane.. O's are looming ahead. But, there's something to look forward to; 4h outing!!!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAAY finally some fun. Hopefully it turns out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. okay back to chem.. I haven't even done any substiantial revision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-5595090707223712981?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5595090707223712981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=5595090707223712981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5595090707223712981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5595090707223712981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/09/okie-im-supposed-to-be-studying-for.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8391019490575462747</id><published>2008-09-02T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:20:26.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-blows some dust off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. this has gotta be a joke. the previous post; i said prelim1 is almost over. now it's prelim two is almost over!...not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barely started.. 5 papers done, many more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's life? study lor. everyday mug mug mug mug till i become plates and cups. today's prac exam was rather fine. except i made a rly stupid mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after exam, went to eat with a few people. unfortunately, I got stuck between tall retard 1a, and tall retard 1b. irritating leh both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went to visit uvphs (: with tall retard 1a. er, studied a bit. amath. they kinda like pissed ms yee off today. :/ and i found out that tall retard 1a has a lot of unglam pictures of me........sharks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. then homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wants to go school tomorrow/thurs to study? i'm quite sian of going to the library.. let me list a few disadvantages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. freezing.&lt;br /&gt;2. need to chiong for seats.&lt;br /&gt;3. can't blast music.&lt;br /&gt;4. must talk so soft.&lt;br /&gt;5. so crowded, it'll be noisy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha. so go school with me leh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rly hate sengkang. no place to study, nothing to eat. rah. if you wanna move house, please don't move here you'll get bored to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh. need to mug alrdy.. gosh got so much revision to do, so little time. :( wasted yesterday..must make full use of the next few days to mug!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till i decide to blog again!~ heehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8391019490575462747?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8391019490575462747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8391019490575462747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8391019490575462747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8391019490575462747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/09/blows-some-dust-off-hello-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-4718165835892044718</id><published>2008-07-11T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T01:14:29.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UPDATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well haha prelim 1 is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall work hard for prelim2 and do well, and consequently do very well for o levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and prove some people wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will do it and i know i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;this part is dedicated to miss aw jia yin!&lt;br /&gt;thank you for listening to me ramble and crap when we've a paper tomorrow and its currently like 1.13am. haha. love you. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. weekends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-4718165835892044718?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4718165835892044718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=4718165835892044718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4718165835892044718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4718165835892044718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/07/update.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-461317118439088981</id><published>2008-05-28T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:28:13.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I WANT MY HOLIDAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays? What's that? Can eat one arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb. I'm so sick sick sick of school and all the extended lessons shit and whoever planned the timetable deserves.... Okay cannot curse, scarly when school term starts kena public apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started planning my revision schedule...ohmytian.&lt;br /&gt;it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAH. Help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-461317118439088981?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/461317118439088981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=461317118439088981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/461317118439088981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/461317118439088981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/05/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-i-want-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-2817182042587978638</id><published>2008-05-16T23:24:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:45:12.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genius vs hardworking&lt;br /&gt;who's going to emerge winner in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate Life! Seminar these two days, overall quite okay. Better than having lessons! :) Poly DOES sound super tempting but .. I shall see. Still putting JC first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DE- wonderful experience. It's kinda like a really nice warm fuzzy feeling when you see everyone dressed up so nice, prim and proper. Some girls got flowers, super sweet! The first part on social etiquette was good and interesting, can't say the same about the second part on dining etiquette. Maybe because our stomachs were busy secreting HCl and digesting our stomach lining, cos we were ALL SO HUNGRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha its pretty funny because when the food FINALLY came, after 3 hours, no one really cared about the dining etiquette we were supposed to apply. Even the teachers, they ate like they haven't ate for days. Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the food was good. :] especially the strawberry cheesecake, heavenly. But it came SUPER slowly, especially for our table!! Hungry people are angry people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Camwhoring all the way, lazy to upload the pics.......Okay I think I'm in the mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sorry for the screwed captions!!! Just try to figure out which goes for which. HAHA]&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with, most &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spastic photos &lt;/span&gt;of the day. if these are not spastic, what are they?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2osk110wI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mdWZSu2s3z4/s1600-h/P5160368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2osk110wI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mdWZSu2s3z4/s320/P5160368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200998628440003330" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2osE110vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/V_wkjEBNAnc/s1600-h/P5160364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2osE110vI/AAAAAAAAAE0/V_wkjEBNAnc/s320/P5160364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200998619850068722" 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;Next up-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Funniest/unglam photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2rb0110xI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nkqHM65loPc/s1600-h/P5160329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2rb0110xI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nkqHM65loPc/s320/P5160329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201001639212077842" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2rcE110yI/AAAAAAAAAFM/oquASzMHhbg/s1600-h/b145507821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2rcE110yI/AAAAAAAAAFM/oquASzMHhbg/s320/b145507821.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201001643507045154" 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;Roy looks like he's terrified of us. HAHA. But his bowtie's super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2rcU110zI/AAAAAAAAAFU/AYK9RzCw88M/s1600-h/P5160370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2rcU110zI/AAAAAAAAAFU/AYK9RzCw88M/s320/P5160370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201001647802012466" 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;Doesn't this remind you of FAMILY PORTRAIT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2rc01100I/AAAAAAAAAFc/T4xKk74N9NQ/s1600-h/P5160418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2rc01100I/AAAAAAAAAFc/T4xKk74N9NQ/s320/P5160418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201001656391947074" 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;Sorry about the flash Val. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there are more unglam pics, mostly of Yin. I think she will kill me if I post, so NEXT. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cutest Photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2sa01101I/AAAAAAAAAFk/KW-PZW-ETkM/s1600-h/P5160439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2sa01101I/AAAAAAAAAFk/KW-PZW-ETkM/s320/P5160439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201002721543836498" 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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RANDOM PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2uLE1102I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ocQPfPPH8Bo/s1600-h/P5160438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2uLE1102I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ocQPfPPH8Bo/s320/P5160438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201004649984152418" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2uLk1103I/AAAAAAAAAF0/WdD5WPnN1lc/s1600-h/P5160432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2uLk1103I/AAAAAAAAAF0/WdD5WPnN1lc/s320/P5160432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201004658574087026" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2uME1104I/AAAAAAAAAF8/OleMUEQ_OPE/s1600-h/P5160430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2xgE111BI/AAAAAAAAAHE/kV7Y9LV8mfQ/s320/P5160394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201008309296288786" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2xgU111CI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ctKi__Lku14/s1600-h/P5160392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2xgU111CI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ctKi__Lku14/s320/P5160392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201008313591256098" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2xgk111DI/AAAAAAAAAHU/86SAPFp_Jfw/s1600-h/P5160390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2xgk111DI/AAAAAAAAAHU/86SAPFp_Jfw/s320/P5160390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201008317886223410" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2xhE111EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_FXkUhysFUY/s1600-h/P5160402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2xhE111EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_FXkUhysFUY/s320/P5160402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201008326476158018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2vok1108I/AAAAAAAAAGc/Vj-EDm08r94/s1600-h/P5160399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2vok1108I/AAAAAAAAAGc/Vj-EDm08r94/s320/P5160399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201006256301921218" 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;Roy ah, I'm not so scary la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2vpU1109I/AAAAAAAAAGk/527rL0LWAk4/s1600-h/P5160361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2vpU1109I/AAAAAAAAAGk/527rL0LWAk4/s320/P5160361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201006269186823122" 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;The chairman! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE LOVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2ze0111GI/AAAAAAAAAHs/p1rVaoJVTLY/s1600-h/P5160339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2ze0111GI/AAAAAAAAAHs/p1rVaoJVTLY/s320/P5160339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201010486844707938" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2zfU111HI/AAAAAAAAAH0/5aLkTGWkHIE/s1600-h/P5160348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2zfU111HI/AAAAAAAAAH0/5aLkTGWkHIE/s320/P5160348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201010495434642546" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2zf0111II/AAAAAAAAAH8/RC2Ew0Qe7Hw/s1600-h/P5160349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2zf0111II/AAAAAAAAAH8/RC2Ew0Qe7Hw/s320/P5160349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201010504024577154" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2zgE111JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6IiN9Xpjt0U/s1600-h/P5160356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2zgE111JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/6IiN9Xpjt0U/s320/P5160356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201010508319544466" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2zgU111KI/AAAAAAAAAIM/h9gx21-cHxI/s1600-h/P5160358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2zgU111KI/AAAAAAAAAIM/h9gx21-cHxI/s320/P5160358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201010512614511778" 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;Girl with pink flower ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC207k111LI/AAAAAAAAAIU/w1YxwPMPSRk/s1600-h/P5160359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC207k111LI/AAAAAAAAAIU/w1YxwPMPSRk/s320/P5160359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201012080277574834" 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;Big Bird! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC20_U111MI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qKkAG1QR_-s/s1600-h/P5160389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC20_U111MI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qKkAG1QR_-s/s320/P5160389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201012144702084290" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC21AU111NI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_A_Ems7VkgU/s1600-h/P5160391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC21AU111NI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_A_Ems7VkgU/s320/P5160391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201012161881953490" 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;I dono why, I super love this picture. Hello almost 10 years friend! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC21Bk111OI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3wa4_AXXON4/s1600-h/P5160396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC21Bk111OI/AAAAAAAAAIs/3wa4_AXXON4/s320/P5160396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201012183356789986" 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;Greg ah, bu yao emo le! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC21CU111PI/AAAAAAAAAI0/rKfHGzzVAOg/s1600-h/P5160401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC21CU111PI/AAAAAAAAAI0/rKfHGzzVAOg/s320/P5160401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201012196241691890" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC223E111QI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Oi_pZXCCNO0/s1600-h/P5160407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC223E111QI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Oi_pZXCCNO0/s320/P5160407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201014201991419138" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC224E111RI/AAAAAAAAAJE/tHdW3vVTL2E/s1600-h/P5160395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC224E111RI/AAAAAAAAAJE/tHdW3vVTL2E/s320/P5160395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201014219171288338" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC225U111SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tLLoL5r_bVw/s1600-h/P5160409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC225U111SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tLLoL5r_bVw/s320/P5160409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201014240646124834" 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;Get well soon girl! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC226U111UI/AAAAAAAAAJc/zifxca1pSVc/s1600-h/P5160334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC226U111UI/AAAAAAAAAJc/zifxca1pSVc/s320/P5160334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201014257825994050" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC24N0111VI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JvlgYcXKd4s/s1600-h/P5160333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC24N0111VI/AAAAAAAAAJk/JvlgYcXKd4s/s320/P5160333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201015692345070930" 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;The ZEBRA :D Lol. Notice Beatriz's expression behind. Blow up this pic first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC25Lk111ZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ZsBWG5oTd34/s1600-h/P5160422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC25Lk111ZI/AAAAAAAAAKE/ZsBWG5oTd34/s320/P5160422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201016753201993106" 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;Most Caring Teacher - Miss Chong ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pretty girls :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC25M0111aI/AAAAAAAAAKM/4JfpLcBshbU/s1600-h/P5160372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC25M0111aI/AAAAAAAAAKM/4JfpLcBshbU/s320/P5160372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201016774676829602" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC25N0111bI/AAAAAAAAAKU/-Q6uBKTMs28/s1600-h/P5160379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC25N0111bI/AAAAAAAAAKU/-Q6uBKTMs28/s320/P5160379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201016791856698802" 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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE LOVED CLASSES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 4 humility 08 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC24OE111WI/AAAAAAAAAJs/r0cb2f7dUt4/s1600-h/P5160426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC24OE111WI/AAAAAAAAAJs/r0cb2f7dUt4/s320/P5160426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201015696640038242" 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;#2 2 humility 06!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC262U111cI/AAAAAAAAAKc/rnXpGpdcGi4/s1600-h/P5160427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC262U111cI/AAAAAAAAAKc/rnXpGpdcGi4/s320/P5160427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201018587153028546" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC24O0111YI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/IR0hk7caOKA/s1600-h/IMG_5840.gif.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC24O0111YI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/IR0hk7caOKA/s320/IMG_5840.gif.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201015709524940162" 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;Sadly, both cameras' photos turned out blurred. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUP. That was a massive picture post. Haha. Enjoy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-2817182042587978638?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2817182042587978638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=2817182042587978638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2817182042587978638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2817182042587978638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-diary-genius-vs-hardworking-whos.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/SC2osk110wI/AAAAAAAAAE8/mdWZSu2s3z4/s72-c/P5160368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-2210156415076182834</id><published>2008-05-11T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:44:17.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of the greatest achievements in life is doing things people say you cannot do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what world? i'm going to get eight points or below, and MERIDIAN/victoria is where I will be in 2009. and when i do get in, i won't forget to tell you that its because of God's power and my hard work that got me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just you wait and see. we'll know in about 8 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, back to the life (or rather, the lack of it) of studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-2210156415076182834?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2210156415076182834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=2210156415076182834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2210156415076182834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2210156415076182834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-of-greatest-achievements-in-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-5889965569641240961</id><published>2008-05-10T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:05:49.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been rediscovering again and again for myself that as a citizen of this world, being politically correct is so damn important. So is saying the right things at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot of fun shopping yesterday, plus I FINALLY got my DE dress ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my dearest friend. sorry if I've been a lousy friend, and everything. I don't really know what's going to cheer you up anymore but I hope yesterday's shopping trip and the planned celebration did. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-5889965569641240961?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5889965569641240961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=5889965569641240961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5889965569641240961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5889965569641240961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-diary-ive-been-rediscovering-again.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-1689185136119777313</id><published>2008-05-01T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T15:07:26.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm not gonna write you a love song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAPPY LABOUR DAY EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;We students really do need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well haha random post.. same old thing these days, mug mug mug mug. I've been going to Yishun BK a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, I need to announce that MissBigbird (Should it be MrsWolfie? :p) and MrWolfie HAS to be the MOST annoying couple around. Pfffttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. dug this out from an old email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seven out of 21 Advices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR. When you say, "I love you," mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELEVEN. Don't judge people by their relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTEEN. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHTEEN. Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWENTY. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..More advices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="AND MORE. "&gt;1. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to,doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who s falling in love with y our smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and know someone else and expect them to know you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;long weekend, YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-1689185136119777313?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1689185136119777313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=1689185136119777313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1689185136119777313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1689185136119777313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-not-gonna-write-you-love-song.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-1356558829305067080</id><published>2008-04-19T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T23:10:40.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shopping at FEP today with loves. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the point of this post is to say a BIG thank you to JIAYIN for letting me have the only-piece skirt. Wheee. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-happy-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...... its 11.06pm now and I'm off to finish a whole load of things. like birthday cards, the INSANE (has she gone insane) load of SS......ohmytian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-1356558829305067080?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1356558829305067080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=1356558829305067080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1356558829305067080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1356558829305067080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/04/shopping-at-fep-today-with-loves.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-4699546662663133685</id><published>2008-04-16T02:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T02:29:30.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm really disconnected today.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to those I've dao-ed/siamed whatever. :x&lt;br /&gt;Too deep in thoughts, ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh really sick of school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-4699546662663133685?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4699546662663133685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=4699546662663133685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4699546662663133685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4699546662663133685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-2099390705499376161</id><published>2008-03-21T17:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:45:19.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SUPERLY OVERDUE, but hahaha here are pics from MrTan's house during CNY :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OE22jEHII/AAAAAAAAAEU/JvNgRcOI9aI/s1600-h/P2091431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OE22jEHII/AAAAAAAAAEU/JvNgRcOI9aI/s320/P2091431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180130074296589442" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OE4mjEHKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oYDUHQwgFIo/s1600-h/P2091429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OE4mjEHKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oYDUHQwgFIo/s320/P2091429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180130104361360546" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OE5GjEHLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vA4J6_lswUU/s1600-h/P2091428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OE5GjEHLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vA4J6_lswUU/s320/P2091428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180130112951295154" 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;David with the BB hat -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-ODImjEHCI/AAAAAAAAADk/kFf8K3mG_cU/s1600-h/P2091425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-ODImjEHCI/AAAAAAAAADk/kFf8K3mG_cU/s320/P2091425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180128180216011810" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-ODJmjEHDI/AAAAAAAAADs/id9vQTY2228/s1600-h/P2091426.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OB1mjEHBI/AAAAAAAAADc/iogTYnTDfOg/s1600-h/P2091424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OB1mjEHBI/AAAAAAAAADc/iogTYnTDfOg/s320/P2091424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180126754286869522" 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;Mr Tan's adorable kids.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-ODKmjEHFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/j9gyFyYLFKA/s1600-h/P2091427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-ODKmjEHFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/j9gyFyYLFKA/s320/P2091427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180128214575750226" 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;Me&amp;amp; Tam (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OB0GjEG9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/fFf8uEo3T34/s1600-h/P2091420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OB0GjEG9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/fFf8uEo3T34/s320/P2091420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180126728517065682" 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;Look at Waiping's hair. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OB0mjEG-I/AAAAAAAAADE/Qe6r8IAwDM0/s1600-h/P2091421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OB0mjEG-I/AAAAAAAAADE/Qe6r8IAwDM0/s320/P2091421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180126737107000290" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OB1GjEG_I/AAAAAAAAADM/RpIHLXUqtbE/s1600-h/P2091422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OB1GjEG_I/AAAAAAAAADM/RpIHLXUqtbE/s320/P2091422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180126745696934898" 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;UNCLE GREG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OB1WjEHAI/AAAAAAAAADU/xF-UjDKErhk/s1600-h/P2091423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OB1WjEHAI/AAAAAAAAADU/xF-UjDKErhk/s320/P2091423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180126749991902210" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OAVWjEG4I/AAAAAAAAACU/0SF-1sekKdo/s1600-h/P2091415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OAVWjEG4I/AAAAAAAAACU/0SF-1sekKdo/s320/P2091415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180125100724460418" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OAV2jEG5I/AAAAAAAAACc/Jye_OeHJmIE/s1600-h/P2091416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OAV2jEG5I/AAAAAAAAACc/Jye_OeHJmIE/s320/P2091416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180125109314395026" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OAWWjEG6I/AAAAAAAAACk/fgrBOpSsnKw/s1600-h/P2091417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OAWWjEG6I/AAAAAAAAACk/fgrBOpSsnKw/s320/P2091417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180125117904329634" 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;everyone says, "OI!" (HAHA lousy cameraman :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OAWmjEG7I/AAAAAAAAACs/D5MV9slZM_w/s1600-h/P2091418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OAWmjEG7I/AAAAAAAAACs/D5MV9slZM_w/s320/P2091418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180125122199296946" 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;Look at David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OAXGjEG8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/QsNdpfIBSU4/s1600-h/P2091419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OAXGjEG8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/QsNdpfIBSU4/s320/P2091419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180125130789231554" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N-92jEGzI/AAAAAAAAABs/6gCLVB0FcA4/s1600-h/P2091410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N-92jEGzI/AAAAAAAAABs/6gCLVB0FcA4/s320/P2091410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180123597485906738" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N--mjEG0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/dMvm7CNXc18/s1600-h/P2091411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N--mjEG0I/AAAAAAAAAB0/dMvm7CNXc18/s320/P2091411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180123610370808642" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N-_mjEG1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/tTRd6rk_R3E/s1600-h/P2091412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N-_mjEG1I/AAAAAAAAAB8/tTRd6rk_R3E/s320/P2091412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180123627550677842" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N-_2jEG2I/AAAAAAAAACE/FqMGzus9_ho/s1600-h/P2091413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N-_2jEG2I/AAAAAAAAACE/FqMGzus9_ho/s320/P2091413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180123631845645154" 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;Food, glorious food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N9K2jEGuI/AAAAAAAAABE/oemMpEgWya8/s1600-h/P2091405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N9K2jEGuI/AAAAAAAAABE/oemMpEgWya8/s320/P2091405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180121621800950498" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N9LWjEGvI/AAAAAAAAABM/NmLz2olGA5M/s1600-h/P2091406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N9LWjEGvI/AAAAAAAAABM/NmLz2olGA5M/s320/P2091406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180121630390885106" 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;Val: Stop smiling so retardedly.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N9L2jEGwI/AAAAAAAAABU/TKW4nfh9ks8/s1600-h/P2091407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N9L2jEGwI/AAAAAAAAABU/TKW4nfh9ks8/s320/P2091407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180121638980819714" 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;They finally took a decent picture together. Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N9MGjEGxI/AAAAAAAAABc/d0kC5F9rBZk/s1600-h/P2091408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N9MGjEGxI/AAAAAAAAABc/d0kC5F9rBZk/s320/P2091408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180121643275787026" 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;Victoria's so happy with the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N9MWjEGyI/AAAAAAAAABk/v9nVOH4FATU/s1600-h/P2091409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N9MWjEGyI/AAAAAAAAABk/v9nVOH4FATU/s320/P2091409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180121647570754338" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N_AGjEG3I/AAAAAAAAACM/9b4bynw1t2M/s1600-h/P2091414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-N_AGjEG3I/AAAAAAAAACM/9b4bynw1t2M/s320/P2091414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180123636140612466" 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;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-2099390705499376161?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2099390705499376161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=2099390705499376161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2099390705499376161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2099390705499376161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/03/superly-overdue-but-hahaha-here-are.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/R-OE22jEHII/AAAAAAAAAEU/JvNgRcOI9aI/s72-c/P2091431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-5830410313487533519</id><published>2008-03-14T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:56:28.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;The sun's finally shining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you people (you know who you are) for being there. even if its in a small little way; just an sms, encouraging word etc. but you all played a part by showing that you care, in making me feel better and moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i fell again, and im picking myself up. i will be strong&amp;amp; move on.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there can be miracles, when you believe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-5830410313487533519?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5830410313487533519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=5830410313487533519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5830410313487533519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Agliophobia - Fear of pain.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Agoraphobia - Fear of open spaces or crowds.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Aichmophobia - Fear of needles or pointed objects.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Amaxophobia - Fear of riding in a car.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Androphobia - Fear of men. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHA. right! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Anginophobia - Fear of choking.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Anthrophobia - Fear of flowers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how can anyone be afraid of flowers... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Anthropophobia - Fear of people or society. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Aphenphosmphobia - Fear of being touched. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Arachnophobia - Fear of spiders.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Arithmophobia - Fear of numbers. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dont fear them, i hate them. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] Astraphobia - Fear of thunder and lightening. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;especially when i'm alone at home. sorry la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ataxophobia - Fear of disorder or untidiness. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how can ibe when i am so untidy xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Atelophobia - Fear of imperfection.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Atychiphobia - Fear of failure. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isn't everyone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Autophobia - Fear of being alone. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bacteriophobia - Fear of bacteria.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Barophobia - Fear of gravity. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOW CAN YOU BE SCARED OF GRAVITY?!?! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X] Bathmophobia - Fear of stairs or steep slopes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;people who were there in taman would know. :X the stupid 35 steps lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Batrachophobia - Fear of amphibians.&lt;br /&gt;[X] Belonephobia - Fear of pins and needles.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Bibliophobia - Fear of books.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Botanophobia - Fear of plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cacophobia - Fear of ugliness.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Catagelophobia - Fear of being ridiculed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Catoptrophobia - Fear of mirrors.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Chionophobia - Fear of snow.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Chromophobia - Fear of colors.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Chronomentrophobia - Fear of clocks.&lt;br /&gt;[X] Claustrophobia - Fear of confined spaces.&lt;br /&gt;[  ] Coulrophobia - Fear of clowns. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cyberphobia - Fear of computers.&lt;br /&gt;[X] Cynophobia - Fear of dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dendrophobia - Fear of trees.&lt;br /&gt;[X] Dentophobia - Fear of dentists.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Domatophobia - Fear of houses.&lt;br /&gt;[X] Dystychiphobia - Fear of accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ecophobia - Fear of the home.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Elurophobia - Fear of cats.&lt;br /&gt;[X] Entomophobia - Fear of insects.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ephebiphobia - Fear of teenagers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yar i'm scared of myself. hohoho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Equinophobia - Fear of horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gamophobia - Fear of marriage. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now yes, maybe later no.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Genuphobia - Fear of knees.&lt;br /&gt;[X] Glossophobia - Fear of speaking in public.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gynophobia - Fear of women. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Heliophobia - Fear of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hemophobia - Fear of blood.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Herpetophobia - Fear of reptiles.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Homophobia- Fear Of Homosexuals&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hydrophobia - Fear of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Iatrophobia - Fear of doctors.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Insectophobia - Fear of insects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Koinoniphobia - Fear of rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Leukophobia - Fear of the color white.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Lilapsophobia - Fear of tornadoes and hurricanes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Lockiophobia - Fear of childbirth. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is why i'm still thinking if i should have kids in the future. harhar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Mageirocophobia - Fear of cooking.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Melanophobia - Fear of the color black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Microphobia - Fear of small things.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Mysophobia - Fear of dirt and germs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;[x] Necrophobia - Fear of death or dead things.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Noctiphobia - Fear of the night.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Nosocomephobia - Fear of hospitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;[x] Obesophobia - Fear of gaining weight. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yar, typical girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Octophobia - Fear of the figure 8. &lt;strong&gt;o.O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ombrophobia - Fear of rain.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Ophidiophobia - Fear of snakes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ornithophobia - Fear of birds.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Ostroconaphobia - Fear of seafood. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE SEAFOOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Papyrophobia - Fear of paper. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't need to do homework already la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pathophobia - Fear of disease.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pedophobia - Fear of children.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Philophobia - Fear of love. &lt;strong&gt;T.T sad. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Phobophobia - Fear of phobias.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Podophobia - Fear of feet.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Porphyrophobia - Fear of the color purple. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO WAY . lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pteridophobia - Fear of ferns.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pteromerhanophobia - Fear of flying.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Pyrophobia - Fear of fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Scolionophobia - Fear of school. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeah i'm scared of school. right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Selenophobia - Fear of the moon.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Sociophobia - Fear of social evaluation.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Somniphobia - Fear of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;[x] Tachophobia - Fear of speed. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if i'm in a moving vehicle and its going at like 120km/h. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Technophobia - Fear of technology.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Tonitrophobia - Fear of thunder.&lt;br /&gt;[X] Trypanophobia - Fear of injections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V-Z&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Venustraphobia - Fear of beautiful women.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Verminophobia - Fear of germs.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Wiccaphobia - Fear of witches and witchcraft.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Xenophobia - Fear of strangers or foreigners.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Zoophobia - Fear of animals.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-1380848907216656188</id><published>2008-03-09T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:51:23.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let my life song sing to You.</title><content type='html'>I think, this will be far by the most personal post you will see on this blog after so long. After this, I might get criticism. I might get ridiculed. You can choose not to read this, but if you do, please read with an open mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Serene's blog, I am so inclined to post this. It is something on my mind for a long time actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of my school friends respect the fact that I commit my Sundays to church, sometimes the whole day. But many also don't know WHY I do that. Some are even bewildered, perhaps, wondering why I go to church after a long week of school. Shouldn't I rest at home? After the academic week, people use Sunday to sleep at home, and get their energy back so why ain't I doing so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, Sundays are also used to mug, go out shopping, etc. Now I'm telling you why I go to church, why I don't want to skip it. It is really not because of obligation, but because I WANT to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, I find my rest in God, whom I meet in church. Because of my love for Him, its rightful that I serve Him&amp;amp; commit ONE day [out of seven of the week] to Him. Because being in His house for one day is far better than a thousand days in the world. Because that's where the saints of God congregate, and its great. Because, I know my God, is a real one. Because it is good to start the week with Him. It's something to look forward to after the whole week of studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, because I love Him. (Why is a different topic all together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes I don't act like I'm a Christian ("having problems Christians shouldn't have", actions, etc), sometimes I admit I don't feel like going to church (because I'm physically tired etc), sometimes I put things above God (who's supposed to be first place in my life). But I still go to church, I still cling on to my faith because it is the very thing in my being that keeps me going. Seriously, if not for God you won't know me and won't see this post, because I'd probably be dead? (That is also another topic all together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know all of us have a god. If you love, adore, give your whole life to studying, studying has become your god. If you love, adore and give your whole life [and i mean like obsessed] to korean dramas, that has become your god. If you feel like image is the mostmostmost important thing in your life, it has become your god. So if you think that there is no god in your life, you do have one. You live for that most important thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I know who's my God. He is the one that comforts me when I am so alone, in the valley of shadows. He is the one who can save me when I'm in deep deep trouble. He's the one who died for me, and I know He'll bring me through life no matter how tough it gets. I know He's going to sustain me when I feel like giving up. I know He is going to be with me through everything- O's, going to jc, A's, university, working life, blah. Every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-1380848907216656188?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1380848907216656188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=1380848907216656188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1380848907216656188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1380848907216656188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/03/let-my-life-song-sing-to-you.html' title='let my life song sing to You.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8344273578542687027</id><published>2008-03-09T17:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T22:10:50.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the carnival is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good sales. too good. in 5 hours, everything was gone. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience was quite cool. Donuts arrived at about 7.40am, and we moved all of them from the van to our stall. He promised us 10 flavours, but we had TWELVE. The girls were so amazed, including me. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the first time in my life, I experienced working in a bakery, some sort. Set up the stall during assembly [hehe one of the four people who could stay in the stall]. Labeled the stacks cos there were so many, like at least 24. Did display, all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carnival started even before we finished setting up x_X so was pretty overwhelmed at first, cos not used to where the flavours are and to memorise what the customers want and getting the donuts with efficiency. After that we became smarter and organised the stacks, plus packaged the donuts into the plastic bags first. So its grab and go! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy who bought THIRTY DONUTS. lol. Mad. Otahs arrived at about 12.45pm and all of them were sold out at like, 1.45pm? Super fast man. People were like buying in bulk or something. Cos they just want to SPEND THEIR COUPONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everything was sold out at 3pm. Actually, virtually everywhere had no food cos all sold out. Wahaha. Relatives came at around 4pm, brought them around. Was supposed to go for Jamm and Hopp, but didn't cos of the above reason. Anyway I heard it was quite bad so.. haha might as well don't go. Visited the haunted houses, which were more like laughing houses, with the girls after my relatives left. Then packed up the stall and everything. And after much ...nonsense (not from us) we went HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This carnival proved to me that really, (sorry chinese typer will screw my com up) chuan dao qiao tou zi ran zhi. It'll just fall into place in the end. Yay. (even though my arms are super achey now and my feet almost broke yesterday lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to march holidays.&lt;br /&gt;airport therapy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8344273578542687027?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8344273578542687027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8344273578542687027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8344273578542687027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8344273578542687027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/03/carnival-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8494995241398268271</id><published>2008-03-07T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T23:43:26.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everyone tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least, i can say for myself that i tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that it didn't work out. never mind. back up plans are working. we've enough of failed plans, quote unquote, and hopefully things will go fine tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8494995241398268271?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8494995241398268271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8494995241398268271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8494995241398268271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8494995241398268271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/03/everyone-tried.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-6855298100227919190</id><published>2008-03-06T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T22:52:35.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry i can't be perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-6855298100227919190?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6855298100227919190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=6855298100227919190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6855298100227919190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6855298100227919190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-sorry-i-cant-be-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-3881978984453594544</id><published>2008-03-06T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T20:11:15.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me is very upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very very upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mostly, i'm upset with the school. for not holding the safety audit earlier, thus sending us in a MAD MAD MAD MAD MAD RUSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all's fine now, I hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does it always end up like this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-3881978984453594544?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3881978984453594544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=3881978984453594544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3881978984453594544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3881978984453594544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/03/me-is-very-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-6713022275926850165</id><published>2008-02-05T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T20:28:14.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't done a quiz for a long timeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagged by saman. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Snacks I Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. LOVE LETTERS &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;2. bbq/cheese chips [ruffles/doritos hehe]&lt;br /&gt;3. gummies&lt;br /&gt;4. sushi&lt;br /&gt;5. actually i enjoy almost everything =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Songs Which Lyrics I Know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. too little too late- jojo&lt;br /&gt;2. say goodbye- s club 7&lt;br /&gt;3. thanks for the memories- fall out boy&lt;br /&gt;4. huang hun- zhang dong liang&lt;br /&gt;5. indescribable- chris tomlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Things I Would Do With $100 MILLION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. give some to church&lt;br /&gt;2. treat loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;3. do braces&lt;br /&gt;4. SHOP.&lt;br /&gt;5. travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Places I Would Run Away To!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. church&lt;br /&gt;2. my room, however messy it is.&lt;br /&gt;3. pasir ris library&lt;br /&gt;4. airport t1 viewing mall.&lt;br /&gt;5. sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Things I Will Never Wear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. bikinis&lt;br /&gt;2. loud makeup&lt;br /&gt;3. super short shorts/skirts&lt;br /&gt;4. erm. super obiang shoes&lt;br /&gt;5. donno leh... something super revealing i guess. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Bad Habits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. lazy&lt;br /&gt;2. sleeping too much in class&lt;br /&gt;3. eating too much [in class]&lt;br /&gt;4. being annoying&lt;br /&gt;5. slacking too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Biggest Joys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. going to church. :)&lt;br /&gt;2. spending time with friends&lt;br /&gt;3. chatting till late night&lt;br /&gt;4. organising stuff.&lt;br /&gt;5. shoppppping. with money!!&lt;br /&gt;[6] SINGING. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Famous People I would Date!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. elvin ng :P&lt;br /&gt;2. erm.. i donno&lt;br /&gt;3. jiayin&lt;br /&gt;4. i donno&lt;br /&gt;5. i donno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Wishes Now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 8 for r5.&lt;br /&gt;2. get over some idiot.&lt;br /&gt;3. more food&lt;br /&gt;4. more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;5. changing phone? heehaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 People To Do This!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-5. anyone. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-6713022275926850165?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6713022275926850165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=6713022275926850165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6713022275926850165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6713022275926850165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/02/havent-done-quiz-for-long-timeee.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-2366438127743493807</id><published>2008-01-18T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:05:39.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes i'm updating. and since you only see me like once in a blue moon, you better read this line by line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class politics. It seems like we can never run away from it. Even though what I say now might be slightly politically incorrect, but I gotta voice it out. I don't care if lets say this, that, updown person hates me for it. And don't make any assumptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I admit that I'm not too pleased with the colour decision. But, majority wins, so I can do nothing but to just let my unhappiness out to some friends and get over it because it is a class decision and I should accept it, which I did. Also I wanted to choose my number at first, but in the end, it rings true that if we choose our own, its meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this stupid thing about choosing our own number debate is just a waste of time and stupid. Other classes also choosing number? But this is FOUR HUMILITY. It's not 'other classes'. Why must we go along with others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog fights are seriously, very stupid. That I got to agree. If you want to voice your opinions, just put it in a nicer way. And I also got eyes to see and I got to agree that jiaqi and mc really put effort in this whole class jersey thing. I know cos I had been in such position before- It is not easy to cater to what everyone wants. If you think they suck, then just take over them and try to coordinate a decision between 40 people and make everyone happy. It is not easy at all. They are not perfect, but so it is everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Stop being childish about this. If everyone just give and take a bit, a compromise can be reached. Stop thinking that the world revolves around you, cos it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of me writing this, is just to give my own pov. I am not taking any sides alright. You might say I'm inviting unnecessary trouble, you might want to whack me for it, you might say whatever you want. I don't really give a damn, seriously. Not like I've time to, anyway. Sec4 is sucking up all my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our last year in phs. So lets just make it pleasant, happy and unforgettable (in the good way). Don't let this kinda thing upset our class unity. If you read all the entries and you think that you might have been a little wrong here and there, do something to change it. If you don't think you've done anything wrong and you feel completely sure about it, good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, this blog is on HIATUS. not like it isn't already, but yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-2366438127743493807?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2366438127743493807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=2366438127743493807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2366438127743493807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2366438127743493807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2008/01/yes-im-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-1907581498925102233</id><published>2007-11-25T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T22:12:20.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since i'm so bored, some quizzes koped from random blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer One-On the Outside&lt;br /&gt;Name: sheryl.&lt;br /&gt;DOB: ahem, 28th nov 92, ahem, ahem.&lt;br /&gt;Current status: single single but not avaliable. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Eye Colour: Black&lt;br /&gt;Hair Colour: Black&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Two-On the Inside&lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage: Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Your Fears: i got alot of fears, where do i start from?&lt;br /&gt;Your Weaknesses: being too sentimental for my own good i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza: loads of tomato, mushroom, ham and cheese and NO CAPSICUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Three-Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Your Thoughts First Waking Up: today's sunday?&lt;br /&gt;Your Bedtime: 1-2am&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Missed Memory: of 2007? when i was still good terms, and even together with a certain someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Four-Your Pick&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: I dislike both.&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: macs&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates: depends.&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: both&lt;br /&gt;Tea or Nestea: tea&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee: both!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Five-Do You...&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: No&lt;br /&gt;Curse: i think so.lol.&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush: i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Think you've been in love: Still thinking&lt;br /&gt;Go to school: I spend almost my whole life in school&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself: not really.&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak: Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Six-In The Past Month Have You...&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol: No&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Seven-Have You Ever...&lt;br /&gt;Played A Stripping Game: No.. who would do that?&lt;br /&gt;Changed Who You Were To Fit In: at some point of my life i think i was stupid enough to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Eight-You're Hoping&lt;br /&gt;To Be Married: yar at about 27.&lt;br /&gt;For a: ...i think i'm going to give up hoping soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Nine-In a Boy&lt;br /&gt;Best Eye+Best Hair Color Combination: brown/black or maybe blue? hair: anything between black and uh, brown.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Short Hair or Long Hair: Short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Layer Ten-What Were You Doing&lt;br /&gt;1 Min Ago: uh, this.&lt;br /&gt;1 Hour Ago: msn-ing and blogsurfing..&lt;br /&gt;4.5 Hour Ago: which was about 5.30pm? i think i was travelling home.&lt;br /&gt;1 Month Ago: Studying for EOY&lt;br /&gt;1 Year Ago: probably rotting at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish the Sentence&lt;br /&gt;I love: God, you, me, uvphs, 3h, 2h, ...&lt;br /&gt;I feel: okay.&lt;br /&gt;I Hate: it when people give me some hope and in the end send me crashing down.&lt;br /&gt;I Hide: some part of me.&lt;br /&gt;I Miss: You&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;list thirteen friends here (random order):&lt;br /&gt;1.jiayin&lt;br /&gt;2.yancheng&lt;br /&gt;3. valerie&lt;br /&gt;4. sandra&lt;br /&gt;5. sisca&lt;br /&gt;6. wilson&lt;br /&gt;7. chiagek&lt;br /&gt;8. kwekjing&lt;br /&gt;9. junhao&lt;br /&gt;10. elias&lt;br /&gt;11. jingyi&lt;br /&gt;12. laurel&lt;br /&gt;13. limhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if number four were to give you a present on your birthday,what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;[sandra] accept it lah hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number one did not turn up on one of your outings,what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;[jiayin] who cares? HAHAH kidding lah :) i'll ring her up and scold her like mad lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if number six were to confess to you LOVE,what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;[wilson] er... that day will never come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if number two says she hates you,what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;[yc] yc has become a 'she'. lol. anyway, that day will also never come because he's not a she and ...yar. okay im nonsensing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if number eight gossiped about you,what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;[kj] what can he gossip about me? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if number ten and number three declares war on each other,what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;[val and elias] wont one la hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if one day,thirteen decides to turn homosexual,how would you feel?&lt;br /&gt;[limhan] he IS already, and his gay partner is laurel. lollll. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if number twelve and number seven stead some day,what would be your first reaction?&lt;br /&gt;[laurel and cg] wont one larrrrrr. even if have er... i'll just huh, stare at them for about 30secs and say 'er.okay lor'. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would happen if number nine goes mad one day?&lt;br /&gt;[jh] he IS already mad. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if one day number five decides to go bungee jumping?&lt;br /&gt;[sisca] go then go lah hahaha and i think she would go also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does number eleven like to burst balloons?&lt;br /&gt;[jingyi] i donno leh i think so :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to list 10 people only, so lets use the first ten people on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who is No.7 having a relationship with? [chiagek]&lt;br /&gt;ME! She's my boyfriend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who is No.5 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;[sisca] none la..i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If No.9 &amp;amp; 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;[jh and elias] HAHAHA NO TIAN XIA DA LUAN :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How about No.1 &amp;amp; 5?&lt;br /&gt;[jiayin and sisca] they're straight la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is No.3 studying?&lt;br /&gt;[val] er. english, math, amath, pure bio, combined physics chem, elective geography, ss, hmt, econs...same as me laaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When was the last time you chatted with no.6?&lt;br /&gt;[wilson] just now? about tomorrow hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Does No.4 work?&lt;br /&gt;[sann] nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Does No.8 have any cousin in his/her school?&lt;br /&gt;[kj] i don't think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Will you woo No.8?&lt;br /&gt;[kj] hahahahaha its highly unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How about No.5?&lt;br /&gt;[sisca] no la she'll come and woo me. hahahahahahahaa. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Does No.2 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;[yc] yes two sisters and one brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How did you get to know No.3&amp;amp;4(WenMin&amp;amp;YuhYan)?&lt;br /&gt;[sann and val] sann i knew from sec1 in yf, and val this year in 3h.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where does No.1 live at?&lt;br /&gt;[jiayin] sembaaaawang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. How did you get to know No.2?&lt;br /&gt;[yc] choir and 3h. lol. although i didn't know he existed until like er, this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Is No.5 the sexiest person on this world?&lt;br /&gt;[sisca] maybe. loooooooool. i'm straight laaa i donno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-1907581498925102233?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1907581498925102233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=1907581498925102233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1907581498925102233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1907581498925102233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/since-im-so-bored-some-quizzes-koped.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-7747232250195789792</id><published>2007-11-24T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:19:35.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Its not where you go, but the people you go with. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Went to ECP yesterday with choir peeps! Its sort of post-SingOut celebration cum birthday celebration :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met cg at AMK, and the guys were like 30min late. Hai, GUYS. Once they start to play lan, there is no stopping. Somemore, the 3e guys who were meeting 3e people to go movie-ing, were like what, FIFTEEN MINUTE EARLIER!? Hmpf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after alot of dilly dally, jh and yc went into the mrt AFTER limhan realised there's a straight bus. what the heck right. So all of us took the mrt, from amk to BISHAN -.- one stop only! direct bus there, missed it though. the stupid bus takes SO LONG, and the aircon was spoilt la or something so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, so everyone was like falling asleep while I've to keep awake cos I know the directions -.- Finally after 1 hour, got off the bus. Everyone was quite sian-ed la. Cos of the dillydally-ing and the bus ride. Worked out which way to walk to ECP, coincidentally, ncc people were having farewell function and there were npcc people also. Its a small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Macs, because the guys were all hungry. They walk super slow can? Like zombies like that -.- After makan, went to the bicycle shop. FINALLY got all of them on rollerblades/bikes after ALOT, ALOT, ALOT of dillydally......zzz. Double biked with Limhan.. Lol. Crazy guy. Soon we FINALLY got to bike as a GROUP because we had like 15 people and someone will always be ahead/lagging behind. Went to BedokJetty, lol. did crazy things lah. those involved in singout alumni dance did it there, and everyone was watching. The backdrop was sooo nice, sunset and all. took group pictures. :) lovelyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;double biked again, back to the shop, this time with jh. omg i'll NEVER ever double bike with him ever again. he's CRAZY, even more crazy than limhan!!! Super mean lor him go super super super fast and furious, then some parts of the journey he made ME, sitting behind, pedal. #$%&amp;amp;^%$^#$%!!!! irritating!!! lol. screamed like mad now he keeps complaining that i screamed too much :P too bad. and somemore, i had his phone blasting with music. hahahahaha if he goes too fast i'll just drop lor xD so he finally slowed down. muahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked 30min to the hawker centre, we 15 people finished off 140 sticks of satay. zai right. plus, the stingray there is superbbbbb. :D yamseng-ed with the satay lol. never do this with choir people, we all know how to stagger breathe ;D left the place, walked a long way to the bus stop through all the ulu places. damn fun man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found a bus stop!! to all our delight, there's 853 that goes to yishun :D so we waited, and in the meanwhile did vv stupid stuff- like running through songs from syf, singout 05/06/07. super high lah. we waited for what seemed like a very long time then me and cg decided to look at the board more closely, and we realised that 853 doesn't operate on weekdays!!! what the heckkkk. lol. so we walked further down, and found another bus stop with bus 13, to bishan :) long ride back, but so fun. took group photos on the bus! cool right. cos was quite empty at first. made alot of noise lah. sang happy birthday to wilson, yc and jon. :D i bet the uncle was so happy when we alighted hahaha cos we made sooo much noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, had church choir presentation at queenstown lutheran. only 28 people came, out of about 60. but it went smoothly. went crazy taking panorama shots lol. yangkai said that 'the prayer' was superb, really good and he heard the audience wow-ing. small but power. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, all of the church choirs today are very small, but their voices are power. lol. the emcee was funny lah. but i kinda got lost in the message cos my chinese cmi de. but i learnt the chinese term for emcee- shi yi! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, i must mention, Mrs Wong told me and cg that yc is a joy to watch (when he's singing) lololol made us laugh like crazy. she said he got expression, unlike some of us. hahaha okay lah okay lah you quite expressive lah happy? zhen xin hua okay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like, im falling in love with choir all over again. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-7747232250195789792?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7747232250195789792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=7747232250195789792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7747232250195789792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7747232250195789792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-not-where-you-go-but-people-you-go.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-7583924197544668515</id><published>2007-11-23T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T01:21:19.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;3 cheers and 3 cheers and 3 cheers for everyone! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohgosh, my last SingOut Concert as part of uvphs just came, and went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today passed by very, very, very fast. It feels sooo surreal. At first, it didn't feel like concert day at all, just like another rehearsal. But as the day went by, as our rehearsals ended, as we rushed to eat our dinner, change into our gown, put on our makeup, bun our hair, the fact is real that SingOut's going to be reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All our long rehearsals, people having blueblacks on their knees (alumni people!), super cold halls, walk in, walk out etc, just for this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was. A huge success, thanks to God and all our combined effort. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I'm damn zai. Or rather, Jiyeon is damn zai. She bun-ed my hair like what, 7mins before concert!? I was like frantically pinning up everything lah can. Haha. Everyone looked fabulous today, all so pretty and handsome (: I may never wear that gown with makeup and everything again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I enjoyed this concert a lot, a lot, a lot. From the start of camp, to the end. It makes me treasure uvphs more. I hope there's SingOut 08, and I'll definitely do the Alumni item if i've a chance. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and the guys' dancing for alumni item- their hair was hilarious. And coooool. Stylo man. :D  Camwhored alot. Hahaha. And I think my sms explode already lah I sent like 50 smses today!? So people please if you have anything, PLEASE &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;CALL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ME. Tyvmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone did such a great job today. Indeed, we belong together, no matter what time is it, as long as we work it out, we are all in this together. All for one! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singout 07. the best ever. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes if you saw those purple balloons it was mine hahaha. :X uvphs rockzzxzxzxzxzx! Thanks all for coming today, hope you all enjoyed yourself ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-7583924197544668515?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7583924197544668515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=7583924197544668515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7583924197544668515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7583924197544668515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/3-cheers-and-3-cheers-and-3-cheers-for.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-6558323766371565646</id><published>2007-11-20T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T20:41:57.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random: this is the 309th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. First, even though this is one day late (due to my laziness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEE YAN CHENG ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. you're sooo full of crap. hope you liked the 'present'. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singout's just two days awayyyyyyy HOW EXCITING. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;And, I got my contacts. I know I look weird but THAT IS BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT USED TO IT. Hahah TOO BAD. Anyway its just dallies lah. Shiok though, being able to see without specs after so many years. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo cantandoooooo, i live to sing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday's going to be so busy, but fun and exciting. Very, very good. :) Sad news- we've got alot of homework. Sianxxzxzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha whatever. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-6558323766371565646?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6558323766371565646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=6558323766371565646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6558323766371565646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6558323766371565646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-this-is-309th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-4530396469643053434</id><published>2007-11-16T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T20:47:59.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okie since I'm here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for the past 3 days, the choir has been having singout! camp 07. :D it's damn fun lah, much, much, much MUCH better than daidi-ing/bridging/rotting in class. Except that because of it I've to come at an insane 7am for tests on Wed and today. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not go much into the details, except to say that I laughed A LOT in these three days (especially in kfc yesterday). I never felt so, ... belonged. (pardon for the lack of a better word) And of cos, the most shiok thing of today is ignoring junhao's "bu yao bu yao!!!!" and pouring a whole bin of water on him. HAHAA. Too bad, who ask him come and water fight with me. And anyway during lunch yc, cg and me already planned to like... make jh wet already. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we made a miracle today. We finished learning Indescribable and I dare say for choirs who learnt the song in what, two days, it sounds pretty good. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singout! 2007 :D Its just 6 days away. We can do it; we're all in this together! -grins-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bird watching. hahahaa... ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-4530396469643053434?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4530396469643053434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=4530396469643053434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4530396469643053434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4530396469643053434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/okie-since-im-here.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-7280154939769179592</id><published>2007-11-03T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T23:59:24.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(this is supposed to be posted ytd but I donno why I clicked draft...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we did dissection during Biology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we had to dunk ALOT of alcohol into a bag full of frogs, to make them drunk. We succeeded, but er, 2 minutes later they started to jump AGAIN. Made all the girls scream luhs. Lol. So they poured even MORE alcohol in and then the brave guys started to carry them out onto the dissection trays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er... Okay. So my group flipped the frog over (with alot of screaming) and pinned it on the trays. The stupid frog kept waking up larh. I think ours is the most violent frog. Started to cut the centre through the skin and the flesh in a T shape and extended outwards. Mr Lee Yan Cheng accidentally punctured a lung. Wahlao thanks lor... Everyone's frogs have the lungs super expanded and ours was deflated because why? GOT HOLE. Thanks to who? YC. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah. So we continued to cut up the frog and the organs spilled. i swear our group's frog was the messiest. The rest had their organs all that still intact in the original positions nice nice one lor. The heart beat was really very fast. Mrs Choy pulled open all the organs and we began to identify all the stuff. Took pictures even though we weren't supposed to :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria cut up the liver... for what I don't know. Yc cut out the heart. And guess what it still continues to beat even though its detached from the frog. Cool right. Poor frog though... I think we all felt sorry for the frogs lah I mean, its so sad they have to die for our learning experience &gt;.&lt; The whole process was so damn gross. I felt quite sad when the heartbeat significantly slowed down =X Sorry Mr Froggie !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, the MORE gross stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam's group was the GROSS-IEST. They cut out the organs, put on each other's gloved hands. Poked the frog with the sicssors. Emptied the whole frog of the flesh and organs and everything until it became an empty shell. Finally, ripped the frog into two. SICK lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg was funny. He wanted to cut the skull so can see the brain. Then he was about to cut when he said "Ah.. cannot lah. the bone too hard" Hahahaa... Shall not post the pictures k, its really gross. MC and Shermin's blog have them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah so after that I didn't feel like eating during recess. I think I'd have puked or something. The only humane guys in class were Hongyi, YC and Lewis. Its surprising how Lewis found the whole thing sick. Lol. He was giving us this face that said "THIS IS SO DAMN GROSS". Hongyi didn't even take part cos he felt that it was too cruel. YC, just say he was the gentlest among all the guys. To all those who went Taiwan all that, too bad for them :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had choir today too. Adiemus is a really, nice song even though it sounded weird during sectionals, like how new songs always do. Singout dance was very, very destressing. VERY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like this release that came out of nowhere after being annoyed at some stuff. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm k thats all I'm going to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-7280154939769179592?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7280154939769179592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=7280154939769179592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7280154939769179592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7280154939769179592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-supposed-to-be-posted-ytd-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-3024917364879430133</id><published>2007-10-23T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:49:44.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies school is very very boring now that lessons have started and I am itching to play dai di/bridge whatever. mM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only colour in my life now is choir choir choir and we're dancing to the moonlight.. I mean, ya dancing. Hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm. Hiphop was quite horrendous, although I'm quite slow to  blog this but ya it was horrible because I just cannot dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ya actually I'm just blogging becos my hair is still wet and I can't sleep yet. Bye I'm off to online shop ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa with 2h tml :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-3024917364879430133?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3024917364879430133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=3024917364879430133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3024917364879430133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3024917364879430133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/hi_23.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-6365098526290386207</id><published>2007-10-21T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:15:40.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L1R5:&lt;br /&gt;First Language - English/ Higher Mother Tongue&lt;br /&gt;Relevant Subject 1 - Humanities/ Higher Art/ Higher Music&lt;br /&gt;Relevant Subject 2 - Mathematics/ Science&lt;br /&gt;Relevant Subject 3 - Humanities/ Higher Art/ Higher Music/ Mathematics/ Science&lt;br /&gt;Relevant Subject 4 - Any GCE 'O' Level subjects&lt;br /&gt;(except Religious Knowledge and CCA)&lt;br /&gt;Relevant Subject 5 - Any GCE 'O' Level subjects&lt;br /&gt;(except Religious Knowledge and CCA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: http://www.moe.gov.sg/esp/schadm/jae/InfoBook.pdf  (page 61)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Who told me need to count Chinese in the r5?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise, I just don't know how to blog in a public space anymore. People just talk about it and use your words against you. That's why I don't blog so much this year already. Cos you never know what people are going to do to what you say. One wrong word and you're dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-6365098526290386207?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6365098526290386207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=6365098526290386207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6365098526290386207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6365098526290386207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/read-this.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8275212215955886299</id><published>2007-10-18T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T17:45:04.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so, got back all the papers today. Honestly, my results are like sai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm going to say is, only my Bio is truly zai. My only A. My R5 is 22 and my R4 is 13. My Amath is just 1 mark away from e8. That is soooo freaking ANNOYING. An E will look so much better than a stupid f9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, chem is like. Abcdefg. For the first time in my life I didn't get A. haiz. I missed 1/2 mark from A2 for combined humans and 2 marks for combined science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So annoying right!? r5 22 go where sia!?! Can't even go to the lousiest jc. Arrrrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I just wanted to say also that this period of results&amp;amp; exams reveals some unknown sides of people. If you know you confirm didn't do well for the paper, don't set your expectations too high. If everyone around you failed the paper and you passed, please be abit more sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay shall not say too much. This is a public blog which calls for high self censorship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8275212215955886299?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8275212215955886299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8275212215955886299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8275212215955886299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8275212215955886299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-1336557086238994721</id><published>2007-10-16T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T21:41:46.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sunburn is finally peeling... but on my face! Wah very ugly, seriously. And I've suddenly become so blackkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh I passed my math :D very good. physics also..okay la. Could have done better, but whats done is done so... yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr TLS said that less or about ten of students in 3h passed Amath. ONLY. Haiz, definitely not in the ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so addicted to chinese songs nowadays. Ha.. right. Eh can improve Chinese de leh... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-1336557086238994721?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1336557086238994721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=1336557086238994721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1336557086238994721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1336557086238994721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunburn-is-finally-peeling.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8487373371235208230</id><published>2007-10-12T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T20:49:55.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UPDAAAAATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragonboat&amp;amp; kayaking today. The sun was ferocious and our attendance was pathetic. TWENTY out of 40 people came. Good thing is, we had loadsa space on the bus.Bus-ed there, briefing all that. Then had to do this buoyancy test thing where everyone had to link arms and float in the water. Got us all weetttt. Did db first, the instructor was called D'yuan. Something like that. ABC leh. American Born Chinese. He's like perfect life or something, the 3h people who went should know. and he's only 22!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told us stories on the boat and obviously taught us how to paddle. then made tam and loretta exchange places with derek and phillip. and they were like 7 seats apart? lol. derek just jumped into the water and swam ahead. ya and we sat on the boat edge doing the viking thing. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh and YiHui made him fall into the water. HAHA. Cos he was walking from the front to the back through the middle and our vertical paddles are his supports, but Yihui's one like went crooked and he was thrown into the water. Lool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh and we raced. 2nd place.... from last. lol. only 4 boats lah. but anyway we were like super team-ed. :D And our boat was called 'Team Prostitute'. I don't know how we got such a sick name so don't ask me why. Lol. Must be he anyhow think one lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k so we did cheers (one for the instructor and his name converted into Durian lol.) and we changed over to the kayaks. from the dbs! its like zzzzz balancing need to be yi ji bang. me and bea took a very long time to raft up with the class (its like lining all our kayaks side by side) :X then the instructor made the behind people stand up together. which included me. :X So we stood and I lost balance la fell down and hit the paddle. I think will get orh cheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we kayaked. Got damn seasick. Zzzz. Did some stuff la like cheering and more rafting up and racing. Lol. My paddling sucked =X Then its like he made us all stand on the kayaks. But then we couldn't &gt;.&lt; only the back people stand. Some people capsized HAHA. People like yc and derek. lololol. Yup. The sun was like SUPER DUPER HOT HOT HOT!!! Felt so sick man somemore super hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Japh and some other people buay tahan the heat so we purposely jumped into the water. Ohmy it was super duper shiok. So after baking there we kayaked back, and we got free ride from this speedboat guy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carried the kayak up. Wah its damn heavy I thought it was going to be light la. :X Had only 10 minutes to wash up. They should have let the classes who came back first to go and wash up first. It was some big rush lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah haha so bus-ed back, bought some bread and went home with Joey. Super tired now. I, the person who never gets sunburn, is probably sunburnt on the thighs. Haiz. And there's some weird lumpy itch forming I think its rashes. Looks disgusting. My shoulders ache zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my eating habits are screwing up. Don't feel like eating my dinner leh and its 8.20pm already.. ah crap. and the sun burns or whatever is like sting-ish and itchy. not peeling though. slapped on alot of aloe vera. hahaa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my post exams/holidays are damn exciting. :) its like sooo many things to do before the dreaded sec4 starts. Enjoy life before we prepare for the Big Doughnut. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8487373371235208230?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8487373371235208230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8487373371235208230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8487373371235208230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8487373371235208230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/updaaaaate.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-3719549208879625591</id><published>2007-10-02T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T16:18:01.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANSWER THE FOLLOWING QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. person who tagged you is: uhm alot leh... k lets just choose jingyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is? exclassmate, goodfriend, daugthermother...er. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of him/her? lame crappy tall funny dumb....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno she's going to come after me le. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/her had done for you? printing a whole stack of math notes for me. uh... it remains untouched until now though. LOL oops!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable words he/ she had said to you? er. bu zhi dao leh. AHAHA. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she becomes your lover, will you? will i accept ah? i'll think about it. lolol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be? be shorter please. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she becomes your enemy, will you? will i accept? i think i will. HAHA kidding! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be? misunderstanding. nono, being too tall -.- how am i supposed to know. this is a stupid quiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.The most desire thing you want to do for him/her now is? make her shorter. HAHAAHAHAAH :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of them are? is this survey boring or boring? she's nice laaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you? they think i'm ahma aunty bimbo smart .... ^^ really don't believe you go and ask. LOL you ask them la why you ask me this question -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are? uhm. randomism. and btw, your english sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate of yourself are? indecisiveness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is? uh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Pass this quiz to 10 persons(: [does not include ppl who have alr done it]&lt;br /&gt;1. yc &lt;br /&gt;2. ..alot of ppl do alr leh... i donno... audrey?&lt;br /&gt;3. jeanne&lt;br /&gt;4. qh&lt;br /&gt;5. wp&lt;br /&gt;6. saman&lt;br /&gt;7. jiayin&lt;br /&gt;8. limhan&lt;br /&gt;9. mingchuen &lt;br /&gt;10. sisca (sisskyharyantofu? LOL. wonder who came up with that la!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who is no.6 having relationship with? [saman] no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is no.9 a male or female? [mc] female. i mean, male. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If no.7 and no.10 are together, will it be a good thing? [jiayin sisca]? lol they're straight thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How about no.8 and no.5? [limhan wp] they duno each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no.2 studying about? [audrey] she's in 4grace.. i donno what they study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had chatted with no.3? [jeanne] today i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of music band does no.8 like? [limhan] no idea. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does no.1 has any siblings? [yc] ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no.3? [jeanne] no she'll woo me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Is no.4 single? [qh] yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What's the surname of no. 5? [waiping] CHAAAAAAAAAn. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What's the hobby of no.4? [qh] doing math? lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do no.5 and no.9 get along well? [wp mc] ya quite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Where is no.2 studying at? [audrey] phs la duh. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Talk something casually about no.1 [yc] his arm is 50cm long. HAHAHAHAA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you ever try developing feelings for no. 8? [limhan] LOL no-.- and why would you want to try developing feelings for someone anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Where does no.9 live at? [mc] no idea.. i know its along the yishun-woodlands stretch. lol. sembawang??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What colour does no.4 like? [qh] PURPLE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Are no.5 and no.1 best friends? [yc and wp] not really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Does no.7 like no.2? [jiayin and audrey] in terms of friends la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. How do you get to know no.2? [audrey] choir chairman :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Does no.1 have any pets? [yc] not that i know of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world? [jiayin] yes man you should totally like check it out or something she's so sexy laaaa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I AM KIDDING. I am straight lah!!!! :X she's gg to kill me le ohnoez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k im going to sleep now. 4 hours of sleep every night is totally killing and not good and if you want to know i screwed phy cos i didnt convert cm to m in the moments qn.. shit laaaaaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i screwed math p1 and ss.. ss was like shit seriously. the sbq was crap and the seq.. i spot the right qns but then i spent 15min writing some rubbish essay that i myself cannot understand, so redo and no time for sbq. zzzzz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math p2 rocked though. can pass la, i hope so anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-3719549208879625591?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3719549208879625591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=3719549208879625591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3719549208879625591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3719549208879625591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/10/answer-following-questions-1.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8680444412424389530</id><published>2007-09-28T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T14:06:09.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi I'm updating!! Say YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So currently I'm in Jiayin's house (you can ask me for the address :p) and we're going to be late to meet yc at the library to mug. Lol its 1.54pm and we're supposed to be there by 2? Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english paper just over, the summary was pretty crappy. and I took a really long time to think what to write for the compo. I WILL PASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 MORE PAPERS to go. After this its like AAAAAHHHH HOLIDAYS. :D don't you feel excited thinking about it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm. Busy busy busy. I'm not keeping to the study schedule that I planned like on Thursday night (ya I know very late to plan) But better than nothing la, if you fail to plan you plan to fail. Although i got quite a shock of my life seeing how much work there is to be done if I want to reach my goal. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayz. Having instant noodles now. Hahahaha hungry, no? :p yum. later got choir farewell. WHY they put it on first day of exams la-.- I heard attendance ain't going to be good. :/ ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else. I realise I'm starting to ramble. Uhhhhhhh. Ya. I realised hor that some people should really shut up when its necessary. Yes I'm talking about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO LA. Haha if your conscience tells you its you, then its you. if not its not but don't come asking me about it. if i want to tell you i will tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay jiayin says ..... k sorry cannot disclose in public. Hahahahaa. No la.. jiayin just said that she loves me. ^^ Hehehehehehehh. Okay this is a whole load of crap la I'm just waiting for her stupid noodles to be cooked. She everything slow sia. Bathe slow eat slow I finish my noodles already she haven't even start. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkkkkkk jiayin is going to throw parangs at me le byebye. Hahahahhaha -evil laughter-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and her house very &lt;s&gt;beautiful&lt;/s&gt;. Hahahahahaha YA RIGHT. I'm just making her happy. But she has a PINK TABLE!!!! wowwwwwwwwwnesss. Lol lol lol and er she has a webcam. Hahahaahhahaahha what else. Ohnoez I'm going mad. I tell you my brain is getting fried from all the studying. Hahahahahaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8680444412424389530?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8680444412424389530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8680444412424389530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8680444412424389530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8680444412424389530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/09/hi-im-updating-say-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-22008095342608097</id><published>2007-08-27T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T21:11:15.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woopeedoo I'm updating more often now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm. Today was boring. Physics was the usual bedtime. Didn't pay attention during Biology, was reading eight days. During Amath I was trying to slap myself awake. Cos I was feeling so damn sleepy. TLS's voice is like some lulluby can. I am not going to sleep in A/Emath anymore. I am not going to fail any of my maths! ...but just now, even the weather was sooo condusive to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Physics hor, Joey Wong was so irritating. He took my wallet away. And that lyc helped him can. Pffttttttt. Good la they all. And and and, MC is now the grass. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disturbed Miss Chong like mad during Econs :D Got back our results- she's so efficient. Didn't top the class la.. Haha. Kinda disappointed actually, cos... yar. Haha. Didn't do as well as I hoped- i didn't even understand the concepts properly. Ohoh and Mrs Lai gave birth le, last Wed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir choir choir ^^ Did Carol of the Bells, My Favourite Things, Sing Gloria and Follow That Star. Miss Yee was in abit of a bad mood I think. And we previewed the combined SSA song. We're all so dead la, the girls cos the song is so freaking high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song starts with all the girls in unison. And you know the musical thing has five lines? The first line of the song has the notes on the SECOND line from the top. That's how high and for an alto, its .............all the best for us. Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh AAND, Saturday out with the girls to watch Hairspray was great la. Subway, camwhoring, neoprinting and all. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hairspray rocks la I want the ost ! :) -hints-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm ahh orh. So tired don't feel like doing any homework so I shall do what I do best- procrastinate. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-22008095342608097?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/22008095342608097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=22008095342608097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/22008095342608097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/22008095342608097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/08/woopeedoo-im-updating-more-often-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-3228372966544881795</id><published>2007-08-25T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T12:49:01.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, uvphs never meant so much to me till this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went through the ups and downs- syf all that.&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised that this is truely the place to be.&lt;br /&gt;Its like after a long day of school (with all its crap) choir's the place where you don't have to think about anything except "conquering the damn notes" (quote yc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha to think I hated choir when I was sec1/sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;Welllll haha okay I gotta treasure whatever i have left- thats like abit more than six months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-3228372966544881795?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3228372966544881795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=3228372966544881795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3228372966544881795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3228372966544881795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-know-uvphs-never-meant-so-much-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-6797389457082672166</id><published>2007-08-24T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T22:44:40.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very, very sorry if during the course of the past few weeks/coming months if my fuse is extremely short and I scream/shout at you. I really don't know why my fuse is shortening. That said, try not to get on my nerves okay. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I gotta blog about choir. Hilary shared this green string sweet thing. Apple flavour. It was nice. Then I broke a red rubber band and held it up. Jiayin saw and said "SHERYL! CAN EAT ONE AH!!!?" -very excited-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought its the red version of the string sweet. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Dummypoke sia she. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends are here &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-6797389457082672166?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6797389457082672166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=6797389457082672166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6797389457082672166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6797389457082672166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-very-important.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-5215979660101524977</id><published>2007-08-19T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T20:53:28.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayokay.. Update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well okay Common Test is almost over. I still have one more (un)common test. Uncommon cos its Econs and ... yar its uncommon! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. So I owned Geog, I think. Lol. And SS..... man, please SS DON'T PULL DOWN MY HUMANS GRADE AGAAAAAIN. Do you know ah my midyears actually can get A1 for Combined Humanities, but cos of stupid SS, it became b4. Like, say--- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wahlauuuu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English and Emath is like unowned la. Haha. Its called, G_G especially for Emath. Seriously.. Kinda disappointed it in can. Now must work doubly hard for EOY emath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was damn shiok with the &lt;s&gt;fatshits&lt;/s&gt; factsheet. Lol. For the first time in 2007, Sheryl's going to pass Chinese! [hopefully] Say Yay ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else. Amath was infiurating can. Zzzz. Biology was kinda... crapped... and erm.. Physics and Chem I think can get A1, hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough about CTs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er... as some people might already know the scandalous joke about me having six noisy kids.. its just a joke okay. Lol. pretty hilarious/dumb/stupid/lame/retarded but yarhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else. Life's like that lor. Stress like mad.... I can feel EOYs coming so soon. =X I'm going mad I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"guy friends, it sucks when you need them nd they just too busy playing." -jiaqi&lt;br /&gt;thats damn true ! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. I know this isn't much of an update haha. Kinda lost my blogging touch lah.&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed week ahead everyone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-5215979660101524977?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5215979660101524977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=5215979660101524977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5215979660101524977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5215979660101524977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/08/okayokay.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-5328639220120666334</id><published>2007-08-03T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T21:30:43.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay okay okay TIME FOR A PROPER UPDATE, after a gazillion years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly was nice. The Beat Brothers and the Blanga Dance. Lol. quite entertaining leh. :D&lt;br /&gt;Hmm okay so I left school at like 7pm++ cos of the prep for Humanities Fair. Was so fun to slack around and crap and get high and be MAD. hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA sucked. Seriously. Zzzzz.. I tried shuttle three times but didn't pass. Always shuttle never pass one leh. Always. Passed SBJ by 1 cm. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, like wth has jumping have to do with fitness? And what does SIT AND REACH have to do with fitness too!? Dumb. I hate napfa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. Skipped choir cos of the HF. Eh I miss choir okay.&lt;br /&gt;Eeeps I think I've lost touch on writing incident reports of my day. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else.. Tests have been coming like free. Found out Miss Chong hates history. Lol. K thats random. Wah just now in IT lab we treat it like its our house sia. hahaha. We broke 2 out of 3 rules. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, its nice to have somewhere in school to actually call home. Like npcc people have their np room and all that. So music room is my school home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that was crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't started trigo leh. Haiz. I've been pushing back alot of my work. My motivation is draining off fast lah. And I keep screwing tests. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah whatever ah. Kkk what else you want me to say.&lt;br /&gt;Rahhh I feel so tired I want to sleep. And I just finished my dinner? Sort of, anyway. Left 1/5 of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gmail's sooo lag today.&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh and, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO SHERMIN POK ! :D Even though you might not be reading this but hhaha happy birthday bio lab partner :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I should stop crapping and start doing something productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I think I not going napfa cos I think I sprained my back.&lt;br /&gt;YC: thats like , a lame excuse? Which of the stations actually need your back one.&lt;br /&gt;MC and Me: ALL OF THEM LO.&lt;br /&gt;YC: where got, standing board jump need meh.&lt;br /&gt;MC and Me: DUHH. If not how to jump, how to push yourself forward!?&lt;br /&gt;YC: Ah then, situps leh. Don't land can already what.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dont land how to do situps!?!? &lt;br /&gt;YC: don't need land one la.&lt;br /&gt;Joey&amp;amp; MC: NEED LOR.&lt;br /&gt;YC: k. then sit and reach?&lt;br /&gt;MC and Me: NEED LAAAAA. If not how to bend!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhahaa yc is so retarded. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-5328639220120666334?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5328639220120666334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=5328639220120666334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5328639220120666334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5328639220120666334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/08/okay-okay-okay-time-for-proper-update.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-2348864192135015922</id><published>2007-07-21T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:18:52.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS TAMAN.</title><content type='html'>I miss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stars, the skies&lt;br /&gt;the laughter&lt;br /&gt;the fun&lt;br /&gt;the bus rides&lt;br /&gt;the dai di&lt;br /&gt;the crapping&lt;br /&gt;the singing&lt;br /&gt;the times when the bus is so completely quiet because everyone's so exhausted that you just curl up and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;the lao pok bus when air conditioning was redundant cos the bus was moving at 80km/h.&lt;br /&gt;the sight of almost every girl letting down their hair cos tying it up will just be messed by sleeping on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;the bonding&lt;br /&gt;the caving&lt;br /&gt;the abseiling&lt;br /&gt;the trekking&lt;br /&gt;the flying fox&lt;br /&gt;the train ride, when we said we'd play dai di and thon the night but in the end everyone fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;the walk to the train&lt;br /&gt;the 35 steps. (is it 35??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything everything everything.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS TAMAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay HI IM UPDATING! YAY! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-2348864192135015922?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2348864192135015922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=2348864192135015922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2348864192135015922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2348864192135015922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-miss-taman.html' title='I MISS TAMAN.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-6286484661371766979</id><published>2007-06-21T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T12:55:02.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay time to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well HOLIDAYS are going to be over soon and all I did was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleep&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat&lt;br /&gt;3. Slack&lt;br /&gt;4. Abit of studying&lt;br /&gt;5. Laugh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means that my holidays are boring lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When school reopens it'll be quite exciting though. Haha. Concerts lah this lah that lah. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, I don't really know what to blog about, since my life's been so boring. I sort of look forward to school - but not the pre-eoy mad rush. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm so in essence, this is just to show that I'm still existing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to think about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When a girl is angry, don't ask her whats wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Think of the answer yourself.&lt;br /&gt;A girl does not like to say the reason.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you catch a girl glancing at you,&lt;br /&gt;she wants you to look back and smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl bumps into your arm while walking with you,&lt;br /&gt;she wants you to hold her hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she wants a hug&lt;br /&gt;she will just stand there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When u break a girls heart,&lt;br /&gt;she still feels it when you run into each other 3 years later&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl is quiet,&lt;br /&gt;millions of things are running through her mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl is not arguing,&lt;br /&gt;she is thinking deeply&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl looks at you with eyes full of questions,&lt;br /&gt;she is wondering how long you will be around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When a girl answers, "I'm fine," after a few seconds,&lt;br /&gt;she is not at all fine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl stares at you,&lt;br /&gt;she is wondering why you are playing games&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl lays her head on your chest,&lt;br /&gt;she is wishing for you to be hers forever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl says she can't live without you,&lt;br /&gt;she has made up her mind that you are her future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When a girl says, "I miss you,"&lt;br /&gt;no one in this world can miss you more than that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When a girl is mean to you after a break-up&lt;br /&gt;she wants you back, but shes scared she'll get hurt and knows you're gone forever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-6286484661371766979?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6286484661371766979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=6286484661371766979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6286484661371766979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6286484661371766979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-time-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8107001090352758268</id><published>2007-06-04T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T21:39:57.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss singing wo ke yi with 3h! ...well erm some people of 3h anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/ i miss school. omg did i just say that. nvm tomorrow going class chalet (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wo ke yi..pei ni qu kan xing xing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why do girls cry over split milk while guys can just step over it?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8107001090352758268?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8107001090352758268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8107001090352758268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8107001090352758268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8107001090352758268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-miss-singing-wo-ke-yi-with-3h.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-6965539143186680506</id><published>2007-06-01T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T00:20:15.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>really because i'm bored. lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/476839"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/476839/2.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bored la.&lt;br /&gt;k go do go do. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-6965539143186680506?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-3796627020778087736</id><published>2007-05-30T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:41:22.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did something really stupid. don't ask what. its just stupid.&lt;br /&gt;trust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, uploaded the 2h bbq pics already. its at the side bar under yahoo pics. yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-3796627020778087736?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3796627020778087736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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dedicated to LILLIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give up. i believe in you. love you.&lt;br /&gt;and i still owe you your 15 apples. before we graduate okay. lol. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. jiayou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-2339786862547459340?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2339786862547459340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=2339786862547459340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2339786862547459340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2339786862547459340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-dedicated-to-lillian.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-3189262727049616006</id><published>2007-05-25T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T18:33:37.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow, since the year started I've been feeling quite passive. In the sense that I used to be running around helping/organising activities in 2h.. now that I got into a new class it seems like I've been pushed to the backseat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it has always been like that? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weird not doing anything for the 2h bbq tomorrow. I'm just going as a class member, no role to play..nothing. Its just.. weird lah. :/ Maybe passivity is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well haha half a year is gone in such an instant. At least we're all getting used to 3h-- i hope? Its so, so fast. Feels like its barely yesterday I was feeling paranoid about sec 3 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Choi: In 3 Humility, only 2 pupils are eligible for JC. Only about half the class is eligible for Poly. The rest, I don't know where they can go.&lt;br /&gt;Phillip: the rest can go to university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard alot of things happening in school now, especially in council. cheer up yeah people, there's more in life to smile about. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sec1 I went for the council interview. I failed it .. cus I guess I gave very crappy answers. Hah.. Now I thank God I failed it, seriously. :/ hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-3189262727049616006?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3189262727049616006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=3189262727049616006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3189262727049616006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3189262727049616006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/05/somehow-since-year-started-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-5496994694552706779</id><published>2007-05-23T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T12:48:30.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. the previous post was eaten up by blogger, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i survived taman :D :D :D typed a looooooooooooooooooong entry but don't know if i should post it here so i guess, if you want it you can ask me and i'll send it to you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taman was damn fun and shiok. :D minus the toilets, accomodation, creepycrawlies and aches, everything was great. wish more 3h people were there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo. holidays are coming soon. i owe alot of people money so, if you know anyplace that has part time jobs please tell me hor i want to worrrrk. ! k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er. whatelse. mye results suck like mad.... -yawns- i feel like...slee.pppinggg.... although i slept so much already. ha. aftermath of taman.aching all over, stillll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. some THANK YOUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. chan wai ping. for being damn retarded and your mamee. :D&lt;br /&gt;2. yan cheng. for blowing out that damned candle. k lah hahaha thanks for making taman so fun with all ur -cold- jokes. yao bao chi xing xiang hor!! i bet blue's your favourite colour:D&lt;br /&gt;3. ming chuen. also another retarded one.&lt;br /&gt;4. xitong, japhia, and the people [whom i can't really remember] who helped me at the caves ((:&lt;br /&gt;5. qiuhui and beatriz for helping me alotalotalot at teresek.&lt;br /&gt;6. joey wong!! for that free car ride in the morning.(: and his countless helping hands. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;7. all the people who taught me dai di. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;8. greg!! for making me laugh at his erm, orange. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;9. THREE HUMILITY. for making taman so enjoyable and unforgettable. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya all in school tomorrow. whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-5496994694552706779?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5496994694552706779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=5496994694552706779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5496994694552706779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5496994694552706779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-3776604549436716826</id><published>2007-05-10T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T18:56:25.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams-are-over'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscence'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-3776604549436716826?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3776604549436716826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=3776604549436716826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3776604549436716826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3776604549436716826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-4381130555314668111</id><published>2007-04-21T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:46:43.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pretty okay now. About the Bronze. Of cos, still silently wishing they made a calculation error.. or they see wrong.. or all 20 [?] uvphs people at vch heard wrongly. OR SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out what went wrong. Have the recording. Maybe we really sound different from the second floor. Sigh. It can't be the staccato. Ugh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have we gained? Friendship. Teamwork. Bonding. Perservarance. Among many other things that a silver or a gold cannot exchange with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. muggers paradise this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-4381130555314668111?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4381130555314668111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=4381130555314668111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4381130555314668111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4381130555314668111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/04/pretty-okay-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-5560939272060947902</id><published>2007-04-20T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T18:36:29.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Almost fainted today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the point of this post is to thank my dear friends- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sandra beatriz samantha qiuhui victoria-&lt;/span&gt; man if they weren't there, I think I'd really faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; joey&lt;/span&gt; for coming back all the way from school.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joshua &lt;/span&gt;[although he won't read this] for stopping and stare at me.&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mingchuen&lt;/span&gt; for asking if I'm dead yet. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was soooo PAISEH okay. Like everyone was using that route lah. Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh and they called to make sure I'm alright. Thanks girls. love ya all lots. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted the whole day sleeping. Like five hours. Okay Victoria said it wasn't 'wasting' the day cos I had to use it to rest. Right. Supposed to be mugging with the girls lor. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm. 10 more days to myes !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-5560939272060947902?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5560939272060947902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=5560939272060947902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5560939272060947902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5560939272060947902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/04/almost-fainted-today.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8491644499867468000</id><published>2007-04-18T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:45:19.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday. SYF. We did our best, we enjoyed it [although I only truely enjoyed it like halfway through the third song when I realised that HEY IM ON STAGE AND I WANT TO SAVOR EVERY MOMENT!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone felt high, felt that very shiok feeling that we all did our best and most went home to wait for the sms. I was eating my dinner, feeling nervous and the sms came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRONZE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screamed and went into a state of shock. Came online, see everyone's depressed msn nicks. Feeling sad with Sisca. Wanted to pon school cos of alot of reasons.. but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy school ain't as bad as I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to the parade square this whole group of guys were sitting in the middle and emoing -.- piangz. Yeah.. people started streaming in and we started bitching like mad about the other choirs and everything - And we're not saying that they shouldn't get silver/gold just because WE got bronze, but because we really feel that the results are unjustifiable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Wong and the SLs went up after devotion to announce the results. They made it so grand- like we got a gold. All the SYF choir members stood up as they announced the result. At least, we still held our head high and know that we did our very very very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then throughout the day, I just ..stoned. Chapel seemed like it took forever.We had this 'jump down the building' joke cos Joey said he'll jump down the 4th level of the school if we got gwh. But we got bronze so we asked him to jump off the first floor. Hahaha-.- Okay lame. Everyone was encouraging and supportive though.. I haven't heard anyone saying something insensitive. Not in our faces anyway. Very thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;YC told me he went numb 5 minutes after he heard the results. Now I'm numb too. During econs Mrs Lai sort of told me the same things people keep telling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they're true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the memories, the laughter, the scoldings and everything. How we made ourselves sway to the music and communicate the story. The countless hours of practices, the many sacrifices we put in. We were serious about getting the gold- attendance was 100% almost all the time. SYF is just a showcase of all our efforts and what we've been practicing for. The bond and the unity is something we can never measure in terms of a gold, silver or bronze. We all had a common goal, we worked towards it as a team- we missed it, but so what. The memories stay and they last a lifetime. The past three months- I can never describe it adequately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still uvphs- no matter what we get. As Yiwei said, we're a gold choir at heart. Thats enough. Everything else doesn't matter- we finished the journey together in good faith. God is proud of us for coming thus far. Thats all we need to know. We did great in the eyes of Mrs Tan, Mrs Wong, Miss Chung, Mrs Lau, all the alumni and people who supported us and most importantly, we did great in the eyes of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does matter alot to me, the gold- because this is my last syf. BUT. Now nothing else matters more than our bond that we share. Really going to miss the times we all just suddenly quote a line from one of the syf pieces in CLASS and have a good laugh about it.. and everything- the sunrise practices.. etcetc.  yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: its soon fading into the background.  numb already. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big thank you to the sec 4 leaders&lt;/span&gt;- man they're going to leave soon !! Yesterday was their last day with us. Especially Pamela man she's like so damn patient to me when I think I'm the alto's best zhao-xia-er EVER. Hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email from Ms Yee:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;just wanted to drop a note of thanks for your performance at SYF yesterday. I know we are all very sad and disappointed and the twist of fate. But i personally feel that the choir did well. you exercised control and did not let the music control you. God was with us throughout the whole event, despite the results we are thankful to Him.&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4 leaders: U did a GREAT job. I am very proud of you, in terms of leading the choir in ALL things big and small&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3 leaders: despite taking a less frontline role during this SYF, I am glad for your support you showed to your leaders, to me and to the choir&lt;br /&gt;ALL of you : u exerised a lot of unity thro'out this process that no choirs i know showed, that is more important&lt;br /&gt;the SENIORS and YANG Kai: thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very much for your unwavering support. You have been a pillar of strength to the us all, thro good times and bad times. Really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;Teachers: Thank you for your unwavering support and belief in the choir.&lt;br /&gt;have a good rest.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Yee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jH9-NsmCE4Q/RiSfT-5BVyI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Ro4xg07Wb_0/s320/P4177881+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jH9-NsmCE4Q/RiSfT-5BVyI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Ro4xg07Wb_0/s320/P4177881+copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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;3 to all the sec 2s: JIAYOU FOR SYF 09. Don't let this year's syf get you down. All the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8491644499867468000?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8491644499867468000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8491644499867468000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8491644499867468000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8491644499867468000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/04/yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_jH9-NsmCE4Q/RiSfT-5BVyI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Ro4xg07Wb_0/s72-c/P4177881+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-6817539616624698945</id><published>2007-04-12T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T22:53:32.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My head hurts like crap and there's an amath test tomorrow and I can't do amath with this freaking headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF is in 5 days. Uvphs jiayou jiayou jiayou &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band people cheer up okay! ((: you all already are winners from the start. Don't be too sad. Jiayou too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jh says don't get my hopes too high.. if not if we fall, I'll fall real badly. Sigh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay this post, actually, is just to show that i'm alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-6817539616624698945?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6817539616624698945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=6817539616624698945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6817539616624698945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6817539616624698945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-head-hurts-like-crap-and-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-7747827093846934372</id><published>2007-03-31T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T11:24:28.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the school gave out the MidYear Exam timetable and we got like TWENTY NINE DAYS TO PREPARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday also had the choir exchange at St.Gabs. Saw * while going off 'stage'. LAWL. Laughed our heads off, me and Vanessa. But the exchange was good, minus the antartica climate we were in. brrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, went to HolyGhostMeeting. Haven't went to one in ages, was good.. was amazed. :) God was there ever so strongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, JL called my Dad. Paaahhwaarrrpphhh. WHY NOT CPL. So irritating, but still its over and I'm fine, except for that four hours dc. Crap. Nehmind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my Dad kept saying that I should stay away from *. Perhaps so. He's darn selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, YC, me, WP and SzeHoe were singing our heads off during assembly. Was fun. :):):) Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the SYF showcase this week- I think the band and CO were really good. :D:D Especially the band omg the rhythm and everything. o.0 ! And the CO improved by alotalot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YangKai say this week the choir did quite badly ): I kind of agree, although I don't know why its like that. Maybe cos we're getting sian. Haha. Hall dam difficult to sing can. &gt;:| But VCH very easy to sing. Don't know why though, towards the end of the VCH practice I couldn't sing properly anymore. So dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress is rising; must do well for MYEs. Esp for SS. baaaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmkay, going off to meet my favourite people. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 days to SYF&lt;br /&gt;29 days to MYEs !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiayoujiayou everyone, especially UVPHS CHOIR. gold gold gold! woohooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-7747827093846934372?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7747827093846934372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=7747827093846934372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7747827093846934372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7747827093846934372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/03/mmmmmmmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-2097596633314973977</id><published>2007-03-21T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T19:59:48.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's getting mundane and a routine. Every day on a weekday- Wake up, brush teeth, change into uniform, grab some breakfast, force myself out of the house, try to catch abit of sleep in dad's car, chiong to school cos always almost late, assembly, lessons, lunch, home/choir/mug, emo, msn, do work, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new. Where's my passion for everything. Its like gone with the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's chapel was hilariously funny. :D Had alot of free periods cos MrTan and MissYeo is on MC. We're having loads of free periods this week :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese was fun cos Lillian, me and Waiping were like bitching around about someone. Muahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir was interesting. Appreciated the change in envionment, even though it was hot sticky and we were feeding mosquitoes. Haha it isn't every time we have choir practice in a garden right. :) Although our standard's still kind of crap but I know in 4 weeks we'll be all ready for SYF. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. This term's going to be busy. Coming up- Sports Day, Choir Exchange at St.Gabs (!!!! :D), SYF practices, SYF interperformingarts showcase..blablabla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-2097596633314973977?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2097596633314973977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=2097596633314973977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2097596633314973977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2097596633314973977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/03/lifes-getting-mundane-and-routine.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-2501452365554476225</id><published>2007-03-15T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T23:56:43.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay time to update this dying space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays going pretty well. must enjoy before the mad rush comes again. Got into SYF by the grace of God. (: 16th april !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week has been choir, movie marathoning, studying, catching up with people. Trying to appreciate people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNOW's tomorrow! (: God's going to move, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't really know what to post haha. Oh yeah Anger Management is a really good and hilarious movie. :D "I feel pretty oh so pretty I feel pretty and witty and gayyy.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=loWrI1FneSM -one of the scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. haha. what else do you want me to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-2501452365554476225?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2501452365554476225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=2501452365554476225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2501452365554476225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-3333357191647217332?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3333357191647217332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=3333357191647217332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3333357191647217332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3333357191647217332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-big-boss-and-boss.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-335909636065841966</id><published>2007-02-24T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T19:56:32.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord I cry out I need You now, more than ever before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-335909636065841966?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/335909636065841966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=335909636065841966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/335909636065841966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/335909636065841966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/02/stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-6869993300101936226</id><published>2007-02-24T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T18:31:04.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayokay time to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REPLY TAGS (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;derek: thanks kor (: feel better now heehee&lt;br /&gt;beatriiz: jiayou too! (:&lt;br /&gt;bridget: hello briiiii hahaha tc ok&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: when I'm less lazy XD&lt;br /&gt;serene: awwww. but now okay le right&lt;br /&gt;nat,DAjie:D: i love youuuu. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Sandra: no prob (:&lt;br /&gt;jing yi(:: sorry laahh.. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-6869993300101936226?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6869993300101936226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=6869993300101936226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6869993300101936226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6869993300101936226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/02/okayokay-time-to-reply-tags-derek.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-4479832995959041062</id><published>2007-02-19T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T13:39:33.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay it's chu er, which means I got about 2.5 days to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Physics revision&lt;br /&gt;2. Jian Bao&lt;br /&gt;3. Zuo Wen&lt;br /&gt;4. Amath- practice x545487&lt;br /&gt;5. English Essay [i think i'll heck about this la x_X]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so darn unproductive okay I have been slacking since FOREVER and all my stupid mind/heart wants to do is to sit here and emo. Blah. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Okay after CNY really gotta start studying properly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why is the sky so high?&lt;br /&gt;because it's not so low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must Start Doing Amath&lt;br /&gt;MSDA. Not bad ah. Hahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're happy plastic people ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-4479832995959041062?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4479832995959041062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=4479832995959041062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4479832995959041062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4479832995959041062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/02/okay-its-chu-er-which-means-i-got-about.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-7850746405455974463</id><published>2007-02-18T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T20:00:15.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay this is abit late but HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY everyone&lt;3&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20corinthians%2013&amp;version=31#fen-NIV-28653b" title="See footnote b"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28654" class="sup"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. &lt;span id="en-NIV-28655" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28655" class="sup"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28656" class="sup"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28657" class="sup"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28658" class="sup"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;Love never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-28663" class="sup"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 corinthians 13: 4-8, 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haha.. this is the first Valentine's day I spent with so much perspective.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy Chinese New Year to the Chinese too. ((:&lt;br /&gt;life is rather mundane now.. asking alot of questions like haha why why tell me why why is the sky so high..        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and now these three remain: faith, hope and love. but the greatest of these is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-7850746405455974463?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7850746405455974463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=7850746405455974463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7850746405455974463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7850746405455974463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/02/okay-this-is-abit-late-but-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8010246634000137086</id><published>2007-02-09T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:12:52.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem was pretty passable. I think the only paper I didn't screw up is Chem. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Skipped choir. Really disgusted to know that some people like that actually exist.&lt;br /&gt;English was morbid thanks to Junhao. But if you're reading this [I doubt so] jiayou!! (:&lt;br /&gt;My heart is still in a mess. Halfway through I Kissed Dating Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm changing into a person that I don't want to be. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;The weekend is finally here.&lt;br /&gt;I love Speedlight Ushering Ministry. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I hate Common Tests. I feel so guilty because I'm still slacking my butt off staying online to like chat everyday. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I crapped through Chinese. Worst paper.&lt;br /&gt;I love Step Up ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tag Replies;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phina (:: helllooooo. I miss you too! cheer up okies? ((:&lt;br /&gt;tam: HELLLOOO!! :D:D hahah.&lt;br /&gt;serene: no prob man. love ya too!!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;derek: korkor ni hao (:&lt;br /&gt;sandra: haiz.&lt;br /&gt;AYI*: uhhuh uhhuh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8010246634000137086?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8010246634000137086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8010246634000137086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8010246634000137086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8010246634000137086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-3774058607335591113</id><published>2007-02-05T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:12:53.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS ONE HUMILITY 05 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys are the bestest class ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the current class is so darn cliqueish and stuck in their own world and everything. maybe i'm not giving them time, but I really wish I can rewind back to 2005 when I was with the champion sec 1 class at that time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1h05 rocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-3774058607335591113?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3774058607335591113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=3774058607335591113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3774058607335591113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3774058607335591113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-miss-one-humility-05-you-guys-are.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-1169464441002860293</id><published>2007-02-01T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:45:20.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/RcHrA-OeImI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ka4dVIuhowA/s1600-h/DSCN3119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/RcHrA-OeImI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ka4dVIuhowA/s320/DSCN3119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026557061058404962" 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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/RcHrBOOeInI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fer1AJQErow/s1600-h/DSCN3120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/RcHrBOOeInI/AAAAAAAAAAk/fer1AJQErow/s320/DSCN3120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026557065353372274" 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;3 humility 2007&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xmYrhVKgrEQ"&gt;At the Cross- Hillsongs [french version]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-1169464441002860293?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1169464441002860293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=1169464441002860293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1169464441002860293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1169464441002860293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/02/3-humility-20073-at-cross-hillsongs.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_ASqNBOAdE6Q/RcHrA-OeImI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ka4dVIuhowA/s72-c/DSCN3119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-3514620924168655637</id><published>2007-02-01T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T18:20:18.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's CIP was really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We splited up at about 2.15pm and had TWO hours to do one block and collect old stuff. My group which had ten people finished one block within TWENTY minutes. Some people were at home but they kept pretending not to be. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. stupiddd. So after we finished we were like at the benches talking, laming around, singing, got the guys to go buy bubble tea, drink bubble tea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got sooo bored that Beatriz, Samantha and Japh decided to like, sing CAMP SONGS. Me and waiping kept saying "WAHLAU THIS IS NOT CAMP LARH!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beatriz: -points to the shrub in the middle- that is the campfire!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.= Hhahaha. Then I got kor to call and we talked with me going crazy and waiping making stupid comments. And the guys opposite us look like they posing for some cd cover. lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that 1 hour I thought I was still in 2h because everyone was from 2h and slacking around like how we used to in class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, the whole 1 hour was like that. until we decided to find other teams and load the old stuff on the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back hurts and I don't know why.. Tomorrow's the dreaded checkup. Siaaan. Haha that day the health check up in school Yancheng went "my backbone is to the left to the left!" Well haha if you get the joke then good for you, if you don't then never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. I love the girls. Yesterday Lillian, Jeanne, Jing Yi, Beatriz, Waiping and me went to the new macs in AMK. Okay not exactly new, but who cares. Its a super nice place to study. (: Hahaha..waiping did something really classic. :D Anyway, thanks people for helping me scold that idiot.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I love them to bits. hHAhaha.I missssssss 1h.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm. next week common tests start.. School life rocks, except for the part where everyone gets damn tired and the workload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, Mr Steven Wee left yesterday ): He's damn nice lor except sometimes he can get quite irritating :X but he really loves his family and everything and his son is sooo cute. I'll miss his piano!!! Why he never play for chapel yesterday ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. I still remember last year's Get Together in Jesus Name where he walked into the room and everyone auto neatened up.. power sia. Hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;44th day (: heehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-3514620924168655637?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3514620924168655637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=3514620924168655637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3514620924168655637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3514620924168655637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/02/todays-cip-was-really-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-4896976688732706855</id><published>2007-01-29T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:47:07.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now Playing: I will Rest in You - Jaci Velaquez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha supergirl Monday is over.. next up is Nostalgic Tuesday [if you know why, you'll know..]&lt;br /&gt;Super tired now.. on the verge of going into emo mood.. there's a bio test to study for and its 9.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF AMATH SYF AMATH SYF AMATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the hungarian song is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im random. suddenly i don't know what to post anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah, time is flying. and its scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-4896976688732706855?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4896976688732706855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=4896976688732706855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4896976688732706855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4896976688732706855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/01/now-playing-i-will-rest-in-you-jaci.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-6748574675691695994</id><published>2007-01-28T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:52:04.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sec three makes me realise that most of the time I can only rely on God&amp; God alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum is getting menopausal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondays are supergirl days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that sad anymore.. but if I pass by certain places, waves of nostalgia will wash over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm convinced that nothing can seperate me from God's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must stop living life so haphazardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week ahead. whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logarithms rocks hahah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-6748574675691695994?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6748574675691695994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=6748574675691695994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6748574675691695994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6748574675691695994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/01/sec-three-makes-me-realise-that-most-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8355762214990373644</id><published>2007-01-26T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T18:26:16.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My head hurts like crap today ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart aches even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I'm getting awfully crappy.&lt;br /&gt;"Falling in love is awfully simple,&lt;br /&gt;but falling out of love is simply awful" -waiping&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8355762214990373644?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8355762214990373644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8355762214990373644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8355762214990373644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8355762214990373644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-head-hurts-like-crap-today-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8547970040866578955</id><published>2007-01-25T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T22:47:12.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't ever mention 14th february to me. DON'T. I swear i'll chop you into a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.. after 9 days of hanging in between, we finally made a decision. Okay I mean, I made the decision, he agreed with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the hardest and most painful decision I ever, ever had to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrows of pain kept hitting me while I had the most painful conversation with him. I knew I had to do it because its not only the best thing to do, but its also the RIGHT thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, this is the first relationship I have to remember so many dates. 24 Jan is another date to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffy Ong and Jerome kept me going.. especially Jerome. Haha. He said go offline after I told him and sleep. I said I got chem test tml.. and he said "SCREW THE CHEM TEST LA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw the test was fine haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. I told him.. he went off to.. mourn? I mean yeah I just threw a big stone at him. After I typed those words "...lets just be friends" My heart insanely regreted like MAD but yet.. I had to do it. I felt like I just chopped off my hand. Only Love kept replaying on my player..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those nine days.. were the best days of to love and be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went off, talked to Ernie. Haha.. he pretty much cheered me up a little.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to heck the chem test and slept because my head was pounding, my heart was hurting. So after saying some incorherent prayer I fell asleep. waking up to the cold feeling against my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised it rained while I slept. Maybe, it rained at 2am.&lt;br /&gt;It just HAD to rain la.. perhaps heaven was feeling our sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;2am holds a special meaning for me and him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, realising I lived through 1 night without him saying that he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all these, I guess.. People keep reminding me that God's love is always still the greatest. Sandra said "you have a greater Him." and alot of people just said that yeah, God is there.. But really, thank God cos He was the one who gave me the strength and the courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I'm still quite emotionally attached/reliant to him.. Sometimes I forget that we're just pure friends.. Sometimes I feel like talking about the past and remembering those sweet sweet SWEET memories. But yeah thank God we're still on talking terms. GOOD talking terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to let go, I finally understand the meaning of it.&lt;br /&gt;I let go not because I don't love him anymore.. But because I love him so much that I just had to bring forward the inveitable hurt that was going to fall on both of us. It doesn't matter who made the decision because in the end the hurt spares no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must stop listening to emo songs for the time being..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. So today I sort of ranted/poured it all out to Beatriz/Samantha/Waiping/Lillian/Sandra. Thanks girls for being there.. It really helped. I insanely felt like ponning school but it was made more bearable with you all around.. I ranted till I felt the tears stinging my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus journey home [yes I decided to pon yf AGAIN], It just hit my heart that I shouldn't offer to God anything that costs me nothing. This really costed me ALOT. I don't dare to open the chat log because I know I'll cry like siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came home, ranted to God abit.. then called him. And we talked, just like how we used to.. Except its in the day. Its the first time we ever talked on the phone in the day. I screamed my head off at him and yeah haha thanks for being so understanding. I kept being tempted to like.. end the conversation like how we used to.. talk like how we used to.. go "yes dear.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old habits die hard haha.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a list of songs that will make me go really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Only love&lt;br /&gt;2. Sarang haeyo.&lt;br /&gt;3. [i just realised even this song hurts.] the romeo and juliet song&lt;br /&gt;4. this i promise you&lt;br /&gt;5. I will be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't ask him to wait for me cos I'll be damn selfish to ask. Yeah, to love is to let go.&lt;br /&gt;Okay haha I think you just read through the most emo and incoherent entry in my blog this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we talked, I mugged for Bio. But I fell asleep.. so I slept from 5.30 to 9.15... hah.&lt;br /&gt;So if you see me going super crazy/sad/TOO crazy that it seems that I'm trying too hard to make myself happy, you know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss all the I love yous, the midnight chats on the phone, the sweet stuff.. the songs.. everything.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better, sort of. But I'll be lying if I say I'm totally a-okay.. I will still get damn sad if I talk about it.. yeah. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God for you. (:&lt;br /&gt;35 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8547970040866578955?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8547970040866578955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8547970040866578955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8547970040866578955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8547970040866578955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/01/dont-ever-mention-14th-february-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8113348292273539123</id><published>2007-01-16T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:07:05.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay so NOW I'M UPDATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M really highhh now. hahaahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a crowded street, a crowded house,a black hole inside my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm not alone, the rooms are getting bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i eat sausage, i eat cabbage, i vomit out of rage.the things we ate, the radio we smashed together, oh cheers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and all my mind, filled with calamine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reaching for a dollar tt seemed so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so i ate a little bread, and i eat until i'm dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when a penguin flew and landed on a screwww driver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;overturning toilet bowls and get an mian fei onion toast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;starfish jump up high, saying "i can fly!"...can fly... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sing to the tune of 'my love' by westlife. HAHAHA man how dumb we were. those were the sec 1 days. i miss 1 h so muchhh. &lt;3 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well okay. the past month had been mad.. but I really thank God for people who really care.. this has created an opportunity to trust more in my cgls.. know them better. know some other close friends better too.. yeah. whoever you all are you should know, so a BIG THANK YOU goes out to you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec3 is dam tiring man.. choir practices are going to add 1 more soon ): means my schedule is fully booked !! and syf is 1 month before MYES.. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. haha the pressure in studies is stepping up. haha i must jiayou, stop slacking and STOP COMING ONLINE SO OFTEN. hai.. still got emath and chinese to do.. i want to sleeepp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i just realised i updated crap la.. haha..:X i'm having a headache now ):&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to say i love you alllll. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8113348292273539123?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8113348292273539123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8113348292273539123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8113348292273539123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8113348292273539123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/01/kay-so-now-im-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-2729575769110906567</id><published>2007-01-01T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T09:46:58.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy New Year to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay. Welcome to 2007. Did I just say that?  I'm sec three. Wow..&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the best new year's ever so far. I'm at Seraphina's house now at 940am because.. i think I cant sleep. I didnt sleep much anyway, we played bridge and taiti till I literally knocked out la.. Hahah ushers still best, play wholeee night. I think I slept umm, 2 hours or so and on new year's eve eve, i slept at 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderful Sheryl. You gotta start changing your sleeping habits soon man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycling later. ahha I think I'm mad mad mad mad mad cycling with 2 hours of sleep.. Sia lah. Har. Kay I can do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hHA i'm getting spastic. the whole night was spastic anyway. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. Quote to start of the new year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHERE'S MY ACE !!?" -jian han&lt;br /&gt;and obviously this came from a very spastic story.. aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I caught death note 2 on Friday !! :D L is super super super cute and so is Misa. Aha. Jerome kept saying he'll marry misa, righttt. I think the plot is super cool and super smarttttt. SMART. yay deathnote 2 rocks. L L L L L.. Lol. Kay I'll spare you from my spasticness..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-2729575769110906567?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2729575769110906567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=2729575769110906567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2729575769110906567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2729575769110906567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-6380522625734063797</id><published>2006-12-27T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T23:53:13.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I officially declare that the syf set piece for 2007 sucks. Its such a silly and stupid song. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;aaand, the rythmn is  hard to catch.. what 6/8. Bbb. [blah blah blah]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's reopening in six days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SL audition on Friday. I think I'll just skip it.&lt;br /&gt;Life now is.. collapsing.. Don't ask why.. everything's just wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyah whatever lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-6380522625734063797?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6380522625734063797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=6380522625734063797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6380522625734063797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6380522625734063797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-officially-declare-that-syf-set-piece.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8378741754690187750</id><published>2006-12-25T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T20:43:20.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BLESSED CHRISTMAS EVERYONE. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;it's a sad, sad Christmas..&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas I gave you my heart but seven days later you gave it away.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8378741754690187750?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8378741754690187750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8378741754690187750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8378741754690187750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8378741754690187750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/blessed-christmas-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-4343296434068847992</id><published>2006-12-22T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T18:49:37.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>261st post.</title><content type='html'>K since I can't find the 20 people one, I'll make do with 11 people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List 11 people randomly. 5 girls, 2 boys, 1 family member, 3 of your own choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jing Yi&lt;br /&gt;2. Natalie &lt;br /&gt;3. Serene&lt;br /&gt;4. Connie&lt;br /&gt;5. Jeanne&lt;br /&gt;6. Samuel [Leong]&lt;br /&gt;7. Derek [Lee]&lt;br /&gt;8. Shenesse&lt;br /&gt;9. Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;10. Tiffy Wong&lt;br /&gt;11. Yane &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you've never met 6 [Samuel]?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. then I wouldn't have learnt alot of life's lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 2 [Natalie] and 6 [Samuel] were dating?&lt;br /&gt;That will never happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen 4 [Connie] cry?&lt;br /&gt;Urmmmm.. Sort of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 1 [Jing] is pretty?&lt;br /&gt;duh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about 11 [Yane].&lt;br /&gt;He hates shopping. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know 8 [Shenesse]?&lt;br /&gt;She's my sister, toot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 7's [derek] favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;ummm.. red. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 2 [Nat] confesses his/her love for you?&lt;br /&gt;I already know she loves me :D HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact about 9 [Benjamin].&lt;br /&gt;umm. He's a marathon phone-talker. hahha. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 6 [Sam] going out with?&lt;br /&gt;No one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 5 [Jeanne] to you?&lt;br /&gt;THE papa. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever live with 11 [yane]?&lt;br /&gt;NO THANKS. You probably won't see me live to see the next sunrise. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 2 [Nat] single?&lt;br /&gt;yar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much does 3 [serene] mean to you?&lt;br /&gt;Alot. She's my advisor-nagger-persontowhineto-umm and the list goes on ! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 1 [Jing Yi]?&lt;br /&gt;My friend!? Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the best thing about 8 [Shenesse]?&lt;br /&gt;Give me some days to think about this yah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you dislike about 10 [tiffy]?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite memory with 6 [Samuel]?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Chatting from 1am-7am at the corridor during retreat 05? Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-4343296434068847992?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/4343296434068847992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=4343296434068847992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4343296434068847992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/4343296434068847992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/261st-post.html' title='261st post.'/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8009855011011002118</id><published>2006-12-22T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T18:24:09.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm. I need to go camp shopping. I need to finish up my 20 cards or so. I need to... &lt;br /&gt;Haha. 2007 is in hmm, 9 days ! YAY. [umm.] &lt;br /&gt;I want to do the list twenty people meme so I'll go find it later.&lt;br /&gt;HMMM. Thank God la for alot of things.. Christmas is three days away (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One-word-only meme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yourself: Sheryl &lt;br /&gt;2. Your boyfriend/girlfriend (spouse): None.&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair: Dry.&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother: Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;5. Your Father: Er...&lt;br /&gt;6. Your Favorite Item: notebooks [I just bought like.. four of them just now] &lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night: None [thankfully]&lt;br /&gt;8. Your Favorite drink: water&lt;br /&gt;9. Your Dream Car: None.&lt;br /&gt;10. The room you are in: just-nice.&lt;br /&gt;11. Your Ex: mmm.&lt;br /&gt;12. Your fear: many &lt;br /&gt;13. What you want to be in 10 years? Happy.&lt;br /&gt;14. Who you hung out with last night? myself?&lt;br /&gt;15. What you're NOT: bimbo. &lt;br /&gt;16. Muffins: yum.&lt;br /&gt;17. One of Your Wish List Items: pencilcase&lt;br /&gt;18. Time: Short.&lt;br /&gt;19. The Last Thing You Did: breathe &lt;br /&gt;20. What You Are Wearing: Clothes.&lt;br /&gt;21. Your Favorite Weather: cloudy &lt;br /&gt;22. Your Favorite Book: many.&lt;br /&gt;23. The Last Thing You Ate: gummies&lt;br /&gt;24. Your Life: good [for now]&lt;br /&gt;25. Your Mood: wokay&lt;br /&gt;26. Your best friend: God.&lt;br /&gt;27. What are you thinking about right now? secret.&lt;br /&gt;28. Your car: None.&lt;br /&gt;29. What are you doing at the moment? Breathing.&lt;br /&gt;30. Your summer: None.&lt;br /&gt;31. Your relationship status: Single.&lt;br /&gt;32. What is on your TV? deco&lt;br /&gt;33. What is the weather like? rain.&lt;br /&gt;34. When is the last time you belly-laughed? Huh?&lt;br /&gt;35. Who do you tag? Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things about you (random).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;alot of things .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;mars bars. chocolate. some people. purple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like...?&lt;br /&gt;mars bars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite shampoo?&lt;br /&gt;umm.. anything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite body soap?&lt;br /&gt;haha. i got no favourite body soap cos soap in my house is standardised [not by me of cos]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wish your eyes were...?&lt;br /&gt;better. in terms of eyesights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a clean freak?&lt;br /&gt;depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you cuss a lot?&lt;br /&gt;not really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your hair look like?&lt;br /&gt;dry. and v.. ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you burn CDs a lot?&lt;br /&gt;if only . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite, night or day?&lt;br /&gt;night &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite time of day?&lt;br /&gt;night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite time of night?&lt;br /&gt;um. 10 something ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in love before?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. still &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;duh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you?&lt;br /&gt;Irritating people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;now? i got many.. ah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite line from a song?&lt;br /&gt;"for all the love you've shown, to make me your very own"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite quote?&lt;br /&gt;umm. "camp comm can sleep in aircon brooms!" -jon [haha sorry dude it was random k]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite movie?&lt;br /&gt;stepppp up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite quote from a movie?&lt;br /&gt;skip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite brand of clothing?&lt;br /&gt;Anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite brand of shoes?&lt;br /&gt;Anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you paint your fingernails?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a shitty movie you've seen lately?&lt;br /&gt;I don't watch shitty movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coke or Pepsi?&lt;br /&gt;Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love or lust?&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Widescreen or Fullscreen?&lt;br /&gt;Fullscreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get scared easily?&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your mom and dad still together?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. duh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bath or shower?&lt;br /&gt;Shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;purple black green &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What movie star do you think is beautiful (woman)?&lt;br /&gt;urmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What movie star do you think is hot (guy)?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like candles?&lt;br /&gt;some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More random things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect gift?&lt;br /&gt;It's the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite saying?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kinda car do you drive?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your car?&lt;br /&gt;I don't drive a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you work?&lt;br /&gt;School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any animals?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word to describe you?&lt;br /&gt;haha.. do this question yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How tall are you?&lt;br /&gt;1.54 something &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch alot of TV?&lt;br /&gt;not really &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you miss right now?&lt;br /&gt;not for you to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you bored?&lt;br /&gt;sort of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you daydream a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you swim?&lt;br /&gt;I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;I have no middle name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to call you?&lt;br /&gt;urm.. forgot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite smell in the whole world?&lt;br /&gt;food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pillows do you sleep with?&lt;br /&gt;Two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you shy?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you regret anything?&lt;br /&gt;obviously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;used to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your religion?&lt;br /&gt;Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;now? sort of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;this is abit too late to ask right.. SHERYL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday?&lt;br /&gt;28th november. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had me from...&lt;br /&gt;ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll...&lt;br /&gt;do christmas cards tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss...&lt;br /&gt;alot of things. esp church camps !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your touch...&lt;br /&gt;mmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smell...&lt;br /&gt;candy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're very...&lt;br /&gt;argh .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8009855011011002118?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8009855011011002118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8009855011011002118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8009855011011002118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8009855011011002118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-2102069565943495462</id><published>2006-12-19T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T22:18:21.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone asked me if I had Tata Young's Cinderella and that started of a pang of nostalgia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the two humility girlllls. the mugging gang; me, lillian, jing, wp, saman, bea.. ahh.:X [did i miss anyone out?] rahh i miss you all sia.. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used to play that song alot right.. (: along with m2m songs and ljj sometimes.. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm.. i love you all man. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rain's making me saad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-2102069565943495462?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2102069565943495462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=2102069565943495462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2102069565943495462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2102069565943495462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/someone-asked-me-if-i-had-tata-youngs.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-1324699141603930691</id><published>2006-12-18T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T16:09:14.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.romantic-lyrics.com/lt6.shtml"&gt;This I Promise You. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.letssingit.com/song-drn6jtr"&gt;People Need the Lord &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;People need the Lord, people need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of broken dreams, He's the open door.&lt;br /&gt;People need the Lord, people need the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;When will we realize --  people need the Lord?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-1324699141603930691?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1324699141603930691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=1324699141603930691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1324699141603930691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1324699141603930691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-i-promise-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-1345497786883368072</id><published>2006-12-18T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T14:49:59.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MMmm. the Mars Bar was really good.. Haha I want more! I still have more actually but I shall resist temptation.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My growing wisdom tooth is hurting like crap.. HAIZ. &lt;br /&gt;Mmm. Rotting at home. Dinner at Nat's later. I miss working now, sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss standing at the carpark barrier and risking my life standing there giving out flyers. &lt;br /&gt;I miss Chloe the cutie pie. &lt;br /&gt;I miss Aunty Helen's nagging&lt;br /&gt;I miss bus 16. &lt;br /&gt;I miss taking train to Dhoby and always being late. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the stupid old building. &lt;br /&gt;I miss the coffeeshop auntie.. never got to say bye to her ): &lt;br /&gt;I miss slacking around with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;I miss laughing with uncle Johnny and aunty Joyce. &lt;br /&gt;I miss detagging, tidying up the place.. the fitting room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the place lah, even though sometimes I felt like I wanted to just rot there. Har.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. Wrapped up my books yesterday while talking to Ben on the phone. Haha.. got to thank God for him, we chatted about alot of things. He made me feel like I'm missing out alot in life this year. I didn't go for FOP, fire confrence, church camp.. no go for pre speedlight camp too. And we talked alot about church camps.. Haha. I miss church camps! gotta wait till next dec.. haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm I'm going off to read. I havent went to Ikea yet !! I want the cute heart thing. [Did I say that already?] hahaa.. Maybe I'm going on Saturday :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things on my mind, mostly about people relations.. Humans are so complex..Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm offically in love with Mars Bar. BUT its soooo fattening. Like, double fat. Milk Chocolate + caramel = fat fat fat. -sighs dramatically- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, its four mini bars for $2. so you can get that for me, for Christmas :D hahaha.. see, I'm so nice to provide options for you. ((:  kk I shall stop all my nonsense.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-1345497786883368072?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1345497786883368072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=1345497786883368072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1345497786883368072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1345497786883368072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/mmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-7674329847934986097</id><published>2006-12-17T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T20:38:01.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10 favourites&lt;br /&gt;1. colour : green purple black&lt;br /&gt;2. food : As long as it's food, i will like lah;D&lt;br /&gt;3. song : plenty&lt;br /&gt;4. movie : step up !&lt;br /&gt;5. sport : swimming &amp; cball&lt;br /&gt;6. season : autumn&lt;br /&gt;7. day(s) : Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;8. ice-cream : anything goes. except vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;9. books : Oh, lots of them(:&lt;br /&gt;10. soft-toy : that big big big dog  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 currents&lt;br /&gt;1. mood : okay-okay, abit nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;2. clothes :orange shirt, purple shorts. i know weird la.&lt;br /&gt;3. desktop : the stonehedge thing&lt;br /&gt;4. toenail colour : that natural pink?&lt;br /&gt;5. time : 8.22pm&lt;br /&gt;6. annoyance : uh.. nah.&lt;br /&gt;7. thought : i should go book wrapping after this / i got to call nat soon..&lt;br /&gt;8. boy/girlfriends : hmm.&lt;br /&gt;9. books im reading : drawing near by... john something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 first&lt;br /&gt;1. best friend : can't rmb&lt;br /&gt;2. crush : umm. can't remember either lol.&lt;br /&gt;3. movie : flintstones!&lt;br /&gt;4. piercing : P3&lt;br /&gt;5. lie : Looong time ago.&lt;br /&gt;6. music : twinkle twinkle? lol.&lt;br /&gt;7. car : What kind of car? Toycar?&lt;br /&gt;8. handphone : nokia rocks. hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 lasts&lt;br /&gt;1. last cigar : I dont smoke&lt;br /&gt;2. last water : .... lame sia.. what last water?&lt;br /&gt;3. last car ride : today&lt;br /&gt;4. last crush : uh.. now.&lt;br /&gt;5. last movie : step up..&lt;br /&gt;6. last phone call : uh...... serene i think&lt;br /&gt;7. last CD played : songs 4 worship, the platinum one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 have you evers&lt;br /&gt;1. dated 1 of my best friends : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;2. arrested : Like duh no.&lt;br /&gt;3. broken the law : jaywalking? lol&lt;br /&gt;4. skinny-dipped : Nope.&lt;br /&gt;5. been on tv : yeah!&lt;br /&gt;6. kiss someone you know : mummyyy. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you are wearing now&lt;br /&gt;1. Specs.&lt;br /&gt;2. shorts&lt;br /&gt;3. shirt&lt;br /&gt;4. my heart on my sleeve. [i wish]&lt;br /&gt;5. umm.. undergarments? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things you have done today&lt;br /&gt;1. go church&lt;br /&gt;2. learn abit of bridge.&lt;br /&gt;3. sing&lt;br /&gt;4. go crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things you can hear right now&lt;br /&gt;1. God of wonders&lt;br /&gt;2. the washing machine&lt;br /&gt;3. The keyboard typing sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things you cant live without&lt;br /&gt;1. God.&lt;br /&gt;2. Family&amp;amp; friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 thing you regret now&lt;br /&gt;1. not enjoying the retreat properly.. must find balance..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-7674329847934986097?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7674329847934986097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=7674329847934986097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7674329847934986097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7674329847934986097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/10-favourites-1.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-1773161439944385697</id><published>2006-12-17T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T20:12:17.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really don't know what to blog about. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.. Usher retreat's gone, Sing out's gone.. what's next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas.. and finally 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm oddly excited for 2007. I miss mugging. Don't stare at me like that. I am NOT njc material please. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm Usher Retreat.. I guess, I went there to give more than to recieve. But I gave, gave and gave.. God gave me more. I learnt stuff I'd never learn as a camper, and I think what I learnt from God would definetely come in handy next year. It was tiring.. but in retrospection, its not as bad as I thought it was. The p&amp;amp;w was vvv refreshing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. shan't say any more. I really miss it though.. and I really regret not having the time/energy to sit down and bond with the ushers.. playing bridge is def better than killing ants lor can? Hahaha.. And btw, if you want to book chalet, NEVER book Aloha Changi's 30 Netheravon Road. Its damn ulu-fied, seriously. Anyway.. after the retreat the whole comm became zombies haha.. yeah, v tiring, but still I don't mind if I repeat the whole thing again (and make right the wrong stuff.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I officially ended work. Hahaha (: Tiring stuff. And its only the tip of the iceburg.. hmm yeah. This week starts choir practices.. I gotta wrap my books.. Not really planning to do holiday homework :D Christmas cards ! cg outing.. usher's outing.. blahblah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God give me strength for another day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-1773161439944385697?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1773161439944385697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=1773161439944385697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1773161439944385697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1773161439944385697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-really-dont-know-what-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-6505849688060903931</id><published>2006-12-08T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:49:51.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.paulgoldinresearch.com/cg/index.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your complete personal profile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are constantly trying to make a favourable impression and endeavouring to be considered as that someone 'special'. You are pretty good at using various tactics and strategies that give the impression that you are in control. Maybe you are - but you are constantly watching to see whether or not your endeavours are truly appreciated. Be careful... just as 'you' may be endeavouring to influence others, 'they' may indeed be influencing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You haven't been feeling that great lately. Both physically and mentally you are exhausted. To your best friends, those who know you and love you, it shows. Your self esteem has been reduced almost to a minimum and in order to recover - and recover you will - it is necessary that you get away from it all, even if it be only for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel tired - worn out and listless. The last thing that you want to do is to be in an open conflict with those around you that are forever tormenting you. What to do? That's the rub. You are feeling that you are being choked - unable to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are experiencing extreme &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(not that extreme, but quite abit.)&lt;/span&gt;emotional disappointment because it would seem that a particular relationship is no longer running smoothly. You would like to break away from this involvement completely and yet, if this were to happen, then its possible that something very important to you would be lost. You are in a quandary. You are not sure which way to turn. So on the one hand, you would like to free yourself from this attachment altogether, yet on the other, you do not want to lose anything nor risk uncertainty and the possibility of further disappointment. These contradictory and opposing emotions are now causing you considerable stress but you are putting on a brave face - pretending that you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resentment and stress, due to your present circumstances and/or your unfulfilled emotional needs, have produced considerable anxieties. You would like to get away from it all to somewhere that could be the personification of sympathy and understanding. That 'somewhere' could be close by: relax and let go - take a deep breath and look around - the situation may not be as bad as it seems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty acurate. Haha. Anyway, I think I can safely say that I am worn out without anyone throwing parangs at me. Today's work was about sleeping and giving out flyers, yeah sian ji pua. Not going casting crowns concert le, sadly. Mmmmmmm.. good night world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-6505849688060903931?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/6505849688060903931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=6505849688060903931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6505849688060903931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/6505849688060903931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-2194229586030351563</id><published>2006-12-05T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T23:51:49.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm only here because I'm waiting for my hair to dry.. Ahh I want to SLEEP LAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;Work today.. Mainly running around hanging clothes (I HATE this part of the job), slacking, untagging, giving out flyers.. etc. Haha.. Customers can get quite amusing(: 3-5pm are the most BORING hours cos no one comes. Hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Nat (Did I mention I &lt;3 her to bits? Hahaha.) were giving out flyers at the carpark barrrier there where this guy in a van drove it and shouted "Wo you mei you??" (Do I get one?) And I shouted back "Ni yao ma!!" (you want?!) Haha pretty funny and when he drove out he asked for the flyers and he asked for three (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derek and Aunty Ling came (: Dillion's so cute man. Derek helped abit with the untagging [ask and I'll explain to you..] .. showed alot of 'good customer service'.. Made this customer laugh la. Dumb. Hahaha. Dillion helped me by bullying Derek.. Heh. btwn 3-5 we were munching on nachos :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: this is nice!! -points to the purple top aunty ling was holding-&lt;br /&gt;aunty ling: really! you're a purple girl ah!&lt;br /&gt;me: yesssss.&lt;br /&gt;aunty ling: ah no wonder... are you a purple guy?? -points to Derek-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. :D Mmm, more work tomorrow.. (yay?) I hate the lifts there man.. Hahaa..Went to logs meeting. Froze at the foodcourt la can. Jacq was SO suaku about Daiso. Lol. Andand we decided t go Carls Jnr look for Leonora.. Stupid dumbbell la he dao me lo! Hhahha.. So funny la. I think everyone must think I'm a mad person laughing AND laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I'm so in love with Tiong Bahru Market, better enjoy it more. Hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7 random things about myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm working&amp; I'm dead tired cos of that.&lt;br /&gt;2. My name is Sheryl&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm so in love with God&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm gaga-ing over this ahem, but not so now.. But still. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;5. I adore purple and green&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm going for retreat next weeeek.&lt;br /&gt;7. Er.. My phone has two phonechains. You said random one hor. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7 things that scare me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Enclosed spaces, to a certain extent. Esp lifts, yknow those with metalic interior cos of a bad experience last time.&lt;br /&gt;2. Rejection&lt;br /&gt;3. Pain&lt;br /&gt;4. Blood&lt;br /&gt;5. Erm.. death?&lt;br /&gt;6. Anything with more than six legs. (Some less than that too.)&lt;br /&gt;7. I don't know.. being alone. sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7 random songs at the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be magnified&lt;br /&gt;2. Will You Worship&lt;br /&gt;3. All over the world&lt;br /&gt;4. forever love&lt;br /&gt;5. kiss goodbye&lt;br /&gt;6. take it all&lt;br /&gt;7. regresa a mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people to do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. derek&lt;br /&gt;2. vinnie&lt;br /&gt;3. grace&lt;br /&gt;4. chermaine&lt;br /&gt;5. jing&lt;br /&gt;6. jeanne&lt;br /&gt;7. anyone bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-2194229586030351563?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/2194229586030351563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=2194229586030351563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2194229586030351563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/2194229586030351563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-only-here-because-im-waiting-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-9203537818843291268</id><published>2006-12-04T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:41:58.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me do abit of advertising. Tell your aunt mother ahma grandmama greatgrandmama about this okay. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Renown Warehouse Sales &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-19december &lt;br /&gt;10.00am - 6.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Tan Boon Liat building, 14th storey. &lt;br /&gt;Nearest MRT: Tiong Bahru &amp; Outram Park. Plenty of bus services, just ask me. &lt;br /&gt;Prices from 5-25 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of officewear. Must come okay. Because without customers me&amp; Nat are damn BORED. lol. AND YES I'M WORKING (: lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-9203537818843291268?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/9203537818843291268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=9203537818843291268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/9203537818843291268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/9203537818843291268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-3130171514730727384</id><published>2006-12-01T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T14:29:59.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sing out'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#ECECEC"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fhsm.unliketheworld.net%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FAnneliese%20Van%20Der%20Pol%20-%20Candle%20On%20The%20Water.rbs&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be your candle on the water,&lt;br /&gt;My love for you will always burn.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're lost and drifting,&lt;br /&gt;But the clouds are lifting,&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up, you have somewhere to turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your candle on the water,&lt;br /&gt;'Til every wave is warm and bright.&lt;br /&gt;My soul is there beside you,&lt;br /&gt;Let this candle guide you,&lt;br /&gt;Soon you'll see a golden stream of light.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, SING OUT o six is over. Haha can't say I truely enjoyed it (how can right.) Admit I felt rather weird in the first half when me and Val were like slacking around.. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good anyway, the concert.. Thanks Nat Tiff and Yane for coming (: AAAND, thanks Tiffy for recording the thing for me. :DD love you alot man. Er, went to Lau Pa Sat to eat afterward.. Haha.. sorry ah people for moaning about ahem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you won't hear me moaning because I found something(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. Its now time to move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-3130171514730727384?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/3130171514730727384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=3130171514730727384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3130171514730727384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/3130171514730727384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/12/ill-be-your-candle-on-water-my-love-for.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-785960347952066483</id><published>2006-11-29T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T14:39:23.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks (:'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regresa a mi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is my 250th post. Lol okay thats very random. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, (See I told you I'm going to turn this into a thankyou blog.)-- Gotta thank so many people for making my day yesterday(: The most unexpected people sms-ed. Hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAGBOARD- jeanne &lt;br /&gt;MSN- Titus, Jerald, Serene, Chermaine&lt;br /&gt;At rehearsal- Jiyeon, Vanessa, Valerie (from sop)&lt;br /&gt;SMS- Mum, Jing (with her nonsense "happy birthday and happy new year" -.-), Nat, Roy (the most unexpected.), Elias, Bridget, Ms Yoges (another unexpected), Shimin, Jiayin, Aunt, Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAND, special thanks to Vin, Jul, Jacq and Mich!! (: The rose's still alive and well heehee and the cake was so sinful =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, sorry if I missed out anyone. &lt;br /&gt;Mmm, it feels good being 14. Hahaha. I can work in peace without anyone saying "EH YOUR BIRTHDAY HAVENT OVER" Whatever:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yawns- woke up at 1pm. so sleepy. hahaa. &lt;br /&gt;Regresa A Mi is still melting my heart. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-785960347952066483?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/785960347952066483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=785960347952066483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/785960347952066483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/785960347952066483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-my-250th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-1728766348606240416</id><published>2006-11-28T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:12:12.675+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sing out rehearsal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm just another typical teenage girl who totally digs hot guys, giggle about everything under the sun and is easily excitable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_1" flashvars="id=1&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.dannytal.teenlover.net%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FIl%20Divo%20-%20Unbreak%20My%20Heart%20(Regresa%20A%20Mi).rbs&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#666666;new_tracks:#000000;" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Unbreak My Heart (: The stgabs a capella version is so much nicer IMO.(: &lt;s&gt;esp with him soloing. so cute so hotttt. LOL&lt;/s&gt; Stupid Vanessa la ask her record dun want): then no more chance already.. Maaaan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today's TWENTY EIGHT NOVEMBER -hints- muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, had rehearsal at Singapore Confrence Hall. The last time I went there it wasn't so big lor. Anyway, it IS big and its nice to hold a concert there because there's echo.(: Hahah, Loretta said I'm the luckiest girl because gowns are the least of my concerns (: HEH, no green gown! YAYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm hmm, went out with Mich&amp; Cher yesterday. Mad people. Hahha had dinner at the soup spoon.. half of my allowance gone. But its a nice place though! Shop shop shop shop shop. our feet HURT so much thanks to the footwear. I fell in love with this shoe at Citylink but is like 27? ): Mich bought it though. Pfftt. -envious- Hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhuh. Saturday I went to MS, this gospelighter dragged me upstage &gt;.&lt; so paiseh. Connie&amp; Derek were offstage laughing -.- Hha. Anyway, praise t be God's cos I felt a tangible improvement (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; sing till the power of the Lord come down; shout hallelujah, praise His holy name(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days to Sing Out&lt;br /&gt;&amp; 13 days to retreat !! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andd, I miss all the people in Malaysia already HURRY COME BACK IN ONE PIECE OKAY. hahah (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-1728766348606240416?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1728766348606240416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=1728766348606240416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1728766348606240416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1728766348606240416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/thats-unbreak-my-heart-stgabs-capella.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-5569458993266235406</id><published>2006-11-23T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:52:17.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OJ'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Filling Holes - Our Journey, 20th November 2006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14 thanks be to God, who in Christ always leads us in truimphal procession, and through us spreads the fragrance of the knowledge of him everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-2 Corinthians 2:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakups leave gaping holes. One day your life is filled with companionship and dreams and long talks. The next day you feel alone, as if everything has been taken away from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compounding the pain is the realization that you are missing the special person with whom you always talk things through. Its the very reason you now feel alone. Losing that one makes you feel twice as empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you decide to talk to God about it. What does He say? "I don't have time for your romantic problems. My world is filled with war, young parents dying of cancer, and spiritual battles. I'm too busy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. We know He doesn't say that. Well, we think we know it. Why then are we so reluctant to bring our real, painful feelings straight to God? Here are some facts about Him to keep in mind;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He has the time. If a thousand years are like a day to God (2 Peter 3:8) you can be sure that He has plenty of time to listen to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nothing is unimportant to Him. If God pays attention to even the smallest bird (Luke 12:6-7), you can know that your problems have His concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. God allows hurts. If God knows all our thoughts, (Psalm 139:4), He also knows how much we hurt. And He never unjustyly equates our pain with sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our heartbreaks, in fact, may be quite precious in God's sight. The times we hurt most are also the times we are most likely to seek comfort from our heavenly Father. And God loves being a father to His children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you suffered a big breakup recently? Is there a huge hole in your life? Right now you have a chance to experience God's comfort in a way that others are not privileged to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take full advantage this time. Before you focus on your next relationship, or your last one, think about the most important one you have right now-- with God. it will fill new holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-John Carvalho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-5569458993266235406?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5569458993266235406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=5569458993266235406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5569458993266235406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5569458993266235406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/filling-holes-our-journey-20th-november.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-5464782070862905832</id><published>2006-11-21T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:52:59.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God you seem so near now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;When you are tired and discouraged from fruitless effort,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God knows how hard you have tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've cried so long your heart is in anguish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God has counted your tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel that your life is on hold and time has passed you by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is waiting for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When nothing makes sense and you feel confused or fustrated,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God has the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If suddenly your loutlook is brighter and you find traces of hope,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God has whispered to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things are going well and you have much to be thankful for,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God has blessed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something happens and you are filled with awe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God has smiled upon you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that wherever you are or whatever you are feeling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD KNOWS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- author unknown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-5464782070862905832?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/5464782070862905832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=5464782070862905832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5464782070862905832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/5464782070862905832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/god-you-seem-so-near-now.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-8078499556551259858</id><published>2006-11-21T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T22:59:44.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arcade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas deco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fun fun fun fun fun day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, had movie with Sylvia&amp; Nat. Was VERY early.. like.. 20mins plus? Hahaha. See, Sheryl can be early :D man should have slept more.. stand until i want to die sia. Anyway, we watched STEP UP! Fantastic show. (: I think the girl lead is damn pretty and and and, the show really inspires me to take up dancinggg. But er, no talent lah. Hahah. Thanks Nat&amp;amp; Syl for treating me ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we like.. went up three levels of Heeren (like just go up without going any shops) and down again. To kill time -.- Met Delle at the MRT to get my bracelet(: Train-ed to Tampines. Syl&amp; Nat got down at Bugis. Mmm, flew to church for christmas deco. Then when I was walking to the front gate, I met Leonora (Sorry ah Leon the name's too tempting :D) and he was looking for Connie. Then I was like.. she confirm oversleep. So I called her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Connie: Hello&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ni zai na li !!! (where are you)&lt;br /&gt;Connie: Er, home?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I thought you supposed to be at church&lt;br /&gt;Connie: You looking for Connie is it? I'm Connie's mum.&lt;br /&gt;Me: -super paiseh- OOPS. Er, then where's connie?&lt;br /&gt;Connie's Mum: She go out already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO PAISEH. Hahahah. Then Leonora he kept walking towards Connie's house -.- Anyway, went up to the Sanctuary. Wrapped wreaths with gold trimmings&amp;amp; added ribbons. Hmm. Then er, some people were working on the Tree. I walked in and saw LQ like.. up there. Hahah. Mmm, we carried this big box down to the Chapel. It was soooo stupid. Got handles Connie dunno -.- Anyway, we used the Sanctuary's front stairs down.. then found out the chapel door locked so went through the Tabernacle and down -_-" piang eh. One big round. Slack abit lah.. then went up do more wreaths, helped with the wiring and all. Man wiring is soo lehcheh! Hahaa. &amp;&amp;amp; they don't let us climb the scaffold):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super fun anyway, alot of jokes and funny stuff flying about. Kept suanning Leonora:D Heehee. After that me, Belle, Connie, Leonora, Leon, Derek, and Douglas went opposite. Douglas treat us drink haha. Thanks:D:D Ate dinner lor. Then me, Leon, Derek&amp; Belle went to arcade. Lolll. We played bishi bashi and daytona.. I kept reversing.. Man. Alot of air hockey. And derek played the areoplane thing.. super dizzy la.. After alot of arcarding we went to take neos:D so pretty. Then homeeee. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa (Loong, the choir one) was so sweet. (: Sent me an sms today telling me not to give up :] Muacks, love you babe. Sorry couldn't reply your sms, card no money; hope you're reading this!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm.. Haha.. 14 hours, here I come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-8078499556551259858?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/8078499556551259858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=8078499556551259858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8078499556551259858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/8078499556551259858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/fun-fun-fun-fun-fun-day-in-morning-had.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-7035497751322422451</id><published>2006-11-20T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:05:59.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiexie.. (i think gna convert this blog to a thankyou blog soon..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, Sam, Serene, Connie, Derek;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna, Jiayin, Giang Hwee, Vanessa, Jiyeon (can't remember who else sorry..) Pamela, Cherie, Clarissa (Its not your fault :]) &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, today I feel so loved. Esp when Vanessa said "Sheryl gogogo!" ((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-7035497751322422451?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/7035497751322422451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=7035497751322422451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7035497751322422451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/7035497751322422451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-1162463548427178850</id><published>2006-11-20T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T12:53:12.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday events'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For once, I totally agree with what Solomon said in Ecclesiastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;2 "Meaningless! Meaningless!"&lt;br /&gt;    says the Teacher.&lt;br /&gt;    "Utterly meaningless!&lt;br /&gt;    Everything is meaningless."&lt;br /&gt;-Ecclesiastes 1:2&lt;/blockquote&gt;Life has come to point where I'm asking "whats the point" for almost everything that I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;On a seperate note, I cut my hair! Changed my fringe ABIT haha.(: Now er, a hairband's mandatory x_X ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, what else. &lt;s&gt;My birthday's coming. &lt;/s&gt; heehee:D Singout's coming.. the audition's today, my last chance. Haha. All the best Sheryl; if you don't make it its not the end of the world. (thanks Sam, Grace, Serene&amp; Derek for keeping me in prayer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam&amp;amp; Serene talked to me about the audition yesterday night, in different conversations. Somehow I guess, its time to reprioritise my life. (As I said, life's coming to the point where I'm asking alot of "whats the point".) Well haha, so what if I don't pass it; I'm still going to continue singing for God. Mmm, thanks yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday my comp crashed. Thank God I backed up everything before hand, or rather, those that mattered at that point of time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's exciting now. Prospect of working is 90%, just waiting for that call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday; 8 days&lt;br /&gt;Sing Out; 10 days (wow so fast; going to be single digit le.)&lt;br /&gt;Retreat; 21 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-1162463548427178850?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/1162463548427178850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=1162463548427178850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1162463548427178850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/1162463548427178850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/for-once-i-totally-agree-with-what.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-116316479959375353</id><published>2006-11-10T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T21:19:59.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAH I just have to blog about this x_X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dumbdumb sister dropped a cloth down eight storeys when she was doing the laundry. So we went down and get it but it was stucked at the second floor parapet. So my sister suggested that she climb up the pipe and get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this uncle, who would always sit there every night (for reasons unknown to us). In the afternoon, he would sit at the opposite block to read newspapers. Never we knew this uncle would be so wise [haha I always thought he's mad x_X] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went "bui gum la!" (means cannot) and continued talking in dialect. Man thank God I understand a little of dialect. He was saying something like, the pipe's plastic&amp; if it breaks, we're in dead soup. So we ran up to get a bamboo stick. Okay thank God again cos we found a more presentable, thinner bamboo stick, not those you hang laundry with.  We went down with it&amp; realised that it was a TEENY BIT TOO SHORT. For ALL three of us. Haha smart uncle, he suggested tying some shorter sticks to lengthen the bamboo&amp; YAY we got the damned cloth down :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Now my sis is going "thank you uncle" in that singsong voice over and over again. Mannn. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-116316479959375353?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116316479959375353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=116316479959375353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116316479959375353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116316479959375353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahah-i-just-have-to-blog-about-this.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-116312870433968663</id><published>2006-11-10T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T11:18:24.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think people are going to kill me if I don't start replying tags =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grapejam: Hello I'M SO SICKKKK. hhahaa&lt;br /&gt;anonymous: I can make a safe bet that you're samuel leong. hurr STOP MENTIONING YELLOW WILL YOU. &lt;br /&gt;elias: you blurking. where got same class! hahah&lt;br /&gt;JINg: nono its here. (:&lt;br /&gt;ISAB#LLE: hhey belle!&lt;br /&gt;MICH!: hahah okay fine. arigato =p&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL: signed already! (:&lt;br /&gt;Jeanne: haha you fickle minded =P &lt;br /&gt;grapejam: uhh. hahah. &lt;br /&gt;tiffy: haha what, fedex ah. lol. &lt;br /&gt;bridget: quite fine. thanks (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-116312870433968663?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116312870433968663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=116312870433968663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116312870433968663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116312870433968663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-think-people-are-going-to-kill-me-if.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-116295965648490276</id><published>2006-11-08T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T12:20:56.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE FOLLOWING POST IS NOT FOR THE FAINTHEARTED.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at 12.08pm while Sheryl&amp;amp; Derek are damn bored, we mutated Connie's "lime green pigs are radio active and hot pink pigs are gangsterish" into...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lime rats- radioactive&lt;br /&gt;Hot pink rats- gangsterish&lt;br /&gt;Orange rats- elated/too happy&lt;br /&gt;Yellow rats- happy only&lt;br /&gt;Pink rats- cooked&lt;br /&gt;Black rats- chao ta&lt;br /&gt;Brown rats- tanned&lt;br /&gt;Purple rats- poisoned&lt;br /&gt;Blue rats- ate something wrong&lt;br /&gt;Red rats- dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaa man this is SUPER LAME. The product of boredom!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-116295965648490276?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116295965648490276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=116295965648490276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116295965648490276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116295965648490276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/following-post-is-not-for-fainthearted.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-116235726936943644</id><published>2006-11-01T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T13:01:09.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; I want to say thank you to.. (names in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yane, jing yi, tiffy wong, serene, connie, derek, beatriz, saman, lillian, vinnie and sisca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I hadn't missed out any name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to thank you two, too. For letting me be stronger. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-116235726936943644?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116235726936943644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=116235726936943644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116235726936943644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116235726936943644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-want-to-say-thank-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-116222182806119129</id><published>2006-10-30T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:23:48.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="5"&gt;Tiffywongycococo!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY(: someone's sixteen! hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-116222182806119129?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116222182806119129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=116222182806119129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116222182806119129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116222182806119129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/10/tiffywongycococo-happy-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-116220285513816084</id><published>2006-10-30T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T18:20:12.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've no idea why I feel rather disoriented today, sort of-- dreamy, floating feeling with my legs feeling like jelly. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and we all hide under the cloak of anonymity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Choir was hilariously funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Yee: FATHER WILSON!&lt;br /&gt;Wilson: Uh, yess?&lt;br /&gt;Miss Yee: Father Wilson has seven chihwawas...&lt;br /&gt;Wilson: Huh I got six only!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And SCH's changing rooms have CAMERAS. -faints- Thats like pretty stupid but thank God, partitions are installable. :D&lt;br /&gt;We sang the Heavenly Aeroplane song just now and the guys were like waving their hands and doing alot of stupid stuff and I couldn't control my laughter AT ALL. roflmao it was really cracking me up and so corny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else, oh yeah SYF practices starts today. I'm pretty &gt;.&lt; by it. Hurrr. SYF. I really hope I can sing. This is my ONE and only chance in secondary school doing SYF. Maybe, my last chance in my entire LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm really hungry. Holidays offically start :D Tomorrow is PTC and I'm rather excited to find out my level/class position. SUNDAY will be SPEEDLIGHT IMPACT CONCERT &lt;3 ! Wheee exciting! And Vivien's going. Like ohman, gotta pray doubly hard for her salvation(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teeth is lightly chattering. Choir room was really cold and so was bus 27. Somehow, today I feel rather peaceful. Must be God, did I tell you that His ways are amazing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another chance and maybe, it's the end.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People please stop fighting. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Especially you, you can afford to shut up and stop going around MERELY calling people bitchqueen. Very merely. I don't even have to hahaha, resort to "bitchqueen" because I can rather adequately describe you using English. Don't want to like, degrade myself to YOUR LEVEL. (: I'm very glad and I thank God that we're in different classes. Enough of your crap. Two years worth. I don't need you to accept me, I am who I am and you are just another person living on Earth I can do without. You are welcome to be whatever you like, I don't really care. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-116220285513816084?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116220285513816084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=116220285513816084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116220285513816084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116220285513816084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-no-idea-why-i-feel-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-116185604703696077</id><published>2006-10-26T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T17:47:27.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO HUMILITY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I love you all(: Thank you for all the fun laughter peace&amp; joy. Some classmates really taught me patience&amp;amp; how to stand up when I fall, some taught me to fight away the inner voice telling me that I'm worthless&amp; lousy. Some intended to bring me down but no, I'm going to stand tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the girls especially(: You all are the bunch of people who made my day, whether significantly or not. People like Lilin, Fatin, Waiping [swp!!:D] are so cute x) Lillian, Jing Yi, Saman&amp;amp; Beatriz are so encouraging. Shimin&amp; Weiting, their innocence are really so cute:D And etc, all the people who crossed my path&amp;amp; contributed to my chapter of secondary two in phs, thank you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss all the laughter, all the crap especially. God bless in your remaining years in phs. And those appealing, God bless you all more. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had use your hands day thingy but hahaha, it ended up as a photo taking session and we being so high&amp; retarded.:D esp swp!! hahaha. Then we had the EOY service. Ohmaaaaan Mr Lim is the best consortium head EVER.:D Hahahaha. It was really funny la during his speech, we kept cheering and stuff. then yadayada, the service ended and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBJECT COMBINATION RESULTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgosshhh. The moment VP said we could go and see the results, all the girls chionged to the foyer. AAAAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into my first choice(: Praise God, manymany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm appealing to change the history into geog though and Saman wants to change from geog to hist.. just nice. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But alot of people were crying): Heyyy don't be discouraged yar, try your best to appeal, if not, do well in that class you're in! Esp Lillian&amp;amp; Waiping.. Jiayou! :D Wo hui yong yuan zhi chi ni de. (:&lt;br /&gt;So with everyone feeling down and everything, we decided CHEESE will cheer us up&amp; so, off we go to kfc! Hehehh. Had fun when we were eating lah. Ohman, I'm going to miss the girls alot.&lt;br /&gt;At about two pm we went back to school to get the appeal form. Crapped around with xuanliang, Mrs Lai&amp;amp; Ms Yoges. Hahha. Went home at four.thirty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE SECONDARY TWO CAMP'S CANCELLED ): Oh maaannnnn. How can!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm in the same class as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her. &lt;/span&gt;arghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think you totally deserved it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-116185604703696077?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116185604703696077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=116185604703696077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116185604703696077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116185604703696077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/10/two-humility.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13239617.post-116160683377064244</id><published>2006-10-23T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T20:33:53.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is dedicated to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SISCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you darling! :D  thank you so much. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13239617-116160683377064244?l=purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/feeds/116160683377064244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13239617&amp;postID=116160683377064244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116160683377064244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13239617/posts/default/116160683377064244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purpleglass-hearts.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-post-is-dedicated-to-sisca.html' title=''/><author><name>sheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09324074174277757698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
