<?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-497781975926827974</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:47:25.508-08:00</updated><category term='did i tell you that i love you.. tonight..'/><category term='Lord. ^^'/><category term='I need to learn to shut up.'/><category term='justprayhard'/><category term='*miracles* Thank you'/><category term='closetonothing.'/><category term='MYEs are so near.'/><category term='; I tried my best to let go of you'/><category term='`xinyi'/><category term='we stand our grounds. (:'/><category term='UGH2. 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XDXD'/><category term='don&apos;t drag him into this.'/><category term='?amelowiaubin'/><category term='wiseconscience'/><category term='wo bu hui zai wei ni diao yan lei*never again will my tears fall for you'/><category term='i&apos;malmostthere.(:'/><category term='imy.'/><category term='Each stepping stone towards the future..'/><category term='magnifythelord'/><category term='but i don&apos;t want to..'/><title type='text'>VaNeSsA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-6993606831317558180</id><published>2010-03-23T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T07:51:50.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Originally posted this on tumble but I didn't wanna spam people with personal thoughts but ahyways my tumblr add is the same as blogger except it says tumblr.com behind. Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ive been doing quite a bit of thikibg lately after daddy talked to me about my results. Maturity of thought. I always thought that it didn't necessarily come with age or time, but I guess I came to realize that at this age we're still fIguring ourselves out. So I can't really say "I understand, I can relate to you cause ive been through that.." cause in actual fact Im jUst going through the same thing. If I don't understand nyself, I believe I have no right to say I unDerstand you! Just a rAndom thought cause I've been putting a fair amunt of thought into what im doig with my life, whether i'm ready for a relationship or whether at this age bgrs serve as mere temptations and distractions. And whether I really understand myself. I mean who am I, really? And who are you exactly? So who am I, precisely, to judge or criticize you when you're just figuring yourself out too? I mean really , no emo shit, we're all still figuring ourselves out and trying to sort out our priorities. Whether you're sixteen or eighteen, we're all still in the process of getting to know how the reality of situations, how the real world works. When we were young our loves revolved around our parents. They meant the world to us and to us whatever mom and dad said was right. You wouldn't correct them or tell them "its your fault" cause to you as a child parents never make mistakes. But now as we grow up we come to realize that our parents aren't perfect, they're wrong and thy have flaws, and that's why we learn to talk back. We also start to realize that there's so much more to the world than what we see on thhe surface. There's so much depth in a person, be it good or bad. And all these changes just become too much to handle. I guess that's pretty much when we start to gain our own insights, perceptions, views and opinion on things that actually matter to us, and not what is important to just our parents. That includes relationships friends and judging people. With so much to take in and absorb it's no wonder we explode, throw tantrums, show our attitudes.. And parents often ask us "you're a grown up person now. Why can't you be more organized?" but how can we,really. It truly does take time. And is it because puberty has ended that we are considered mature adults? As a matter of fact, no. It's really cause what we have learnt to do; is adapt and accept these conditions we live in and hence we are able to take in more at a faster speed and handle situations better. And this, my friends, is maturity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-6993606831317558180?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/6993606831317558180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=6993606831317558180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6993606831317558180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6993606831317558180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2010/03/originally-posted-this-on-tumble-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-2520078106889693850</id><published>2010-03-15T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T05:23:16.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Past few days have been alright. Except.. gosh. grades. Don't even talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Grandma hasn't been feeling well of late, super worried..&lt;br /&gt;Pleaseplease keep her in prayer, alright? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;School's been rather dull of late, but i know i really gotta catch up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Investiture is on the 15th of April, Ex councillors invitied ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;March holidays totally like school days. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wednesday having O lvl music master class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gotta perform :X oh no! I really hope it goes well :) Wish me luck! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today had O lvl music AGAIN. tell me bout it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I totally suuuccckkk at this whole thing. haha. Oh wells. too late to back out. $53 buckksss~ T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tmr meeting charmaine to study, hopefully. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GAH! Hungry. cannot tahan. byebye. -.-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Girl, i'll really miss you. Remember that i'll always be here for you. :) If it's one thing i regret about getting to know you, it's not getting to know you better. Love you loads. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-2520078106889693850?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/2520078106889693850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=2520078106889693850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2520078106889693850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2520078106889693850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2010/03/past-few-days-have-been-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3602093194974631820</id><published>2010-03-06T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T18:53:03.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These few days starhub connection has been reaaalllyy sucky!&lt;br /&gt;It's awful. slow internet connection and really really weak man. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. for the first time this year, i ain't faking it.&lt;br /&gt;Really been sick. Flu, cough, the works. Headache is da killa, yo~ X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeap, but don't worry. I'm feeling alotalot better :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought Matthew Lim to church yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Hallelujah praise the Lord, he got saved. :D&lt;br /&gt;yeah. Really wanna thank Matthew for giving me the oppurtunity to bring you to church.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope it was a great experience for you.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, yesterday was a turning point in your life, you made the best decision ever;)&lt;br /&gt;Also wanna thank Kenneth and Zi Zong for coming along with him, it was great. :]&lt;br /&gt;hope y'all had a fun time at my church, and cornerstone will always welcome you back with open arms ;)&lt;br /&gt;Sooo many lives were saved yesterday, and it was terrific. :]&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for salvation at Cornerstong Community Church! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is another monday. *SIGH* xD&lt;br /&gt;Then again, i'd better enjoy school while I can ;)&lt;br /&gt;I really hope i'll do better. Raelly gotta buck up and start studying! :D JIAYOU! :D&lt;br /&gt;Okay, My aim is 9 Points L1R4. :X&lt;br /&gt;English: A2/B3&lt;br /&gt;Emath: A1&lt;br /&gt;Comb. Science: A1&lt;br /&gt;Comb Humans: B3 OR Lit: A2&lt;br /&gt;Music: A2/B3 OR A math: A2 (highly doubtful bout reaching this -.-)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. March holidays gonna be a hit~ I hope :D&lt;br /&gt;Already got plans to go out with Shan and Jaime go movie and makan &lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;and plans with Vicky to go shopping :D&lt;br /&gt;Friday (cross country) i'm not gonna go, i think :X I'll pro'lly go for lunch and chat with Don :D:D&lt;br /&gt;I can't run, and i'm sick. Or at least i hope it lasts till friday :D&lt;br /&gt;So many people have been going into NS&lt;br /&gt;it's a really odd feeling seeing friends in pixellated, camouflage uniforms and no hair. xD&lt;br /&gt;but it's awesome. :]&lt;br /&gt;Since the time Wee Kiat went in till now, about a year, he's lost so much weight and looks really fit now. :]&lt;br /&gt;Jiajian as usual, has pretty much always been fit -.-&lt;br /&gt;Jasper just went in, and he's botak! but he looks better like that :x&lt;br /&gt;Theo, Yan Xiang are all going in to army and that's like. woah&lt;br /&gt;okay.. Daddy's nagging. darn it. T_T okayy. Byeee~ :]&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/497781975926827974-3602093194974631820?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3602093194974631820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3602093194974631820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3602093194974631820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3602093194974631820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2010/03/these-few-days-starhub-connection-has.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-5091601648984463187</id><published>2010-03-02T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T17:46:40.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>past 2 months</title><content type='html'>gosh. Really haven't posted in super. super. long. haha!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has been going on but well stepping down from council board soon.&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be a bittersweet retirement.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be super weird to see me name up there on a plague!&lt;br /&gt;can't believe time flies that fast. I'm like. sec 4. taking o levels.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll get into a poly or jc of my choice lah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seniors going into poly will be starting school in two months.&lt;br /&gt;Still worried for them! Don't get influenced, okayy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today going back to SAC to visit. after. 3 years. :O&lt;br /&gt;Haha. hopefully i'll get to see Miss Mong and Zhang lao shi! ^^&lt;br /&gt;meeting celeste and spencer for dinner.. and supper (obviously spencer's idea)&lt;br /&gt;Then later tonight everyone's gonna dress nicenice and go for the tkam play :D&lt;br /&gt;Awesome-nesss ttm! :D&lt;br /&gt;Lit is da best, yo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far results has been so-so, except for english. i just stunned there when i saw it. I failed english for the first time in my life! SAD FACE:( 10/25 for compre eh!&lt;br /&gt;but other than that for common test.. Emath A1, Physics A2, Chemistry B3, Social Studies B4, English E8... Yup. that's about it. still alright, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to get in touch with some friends soon, like michael! :D&lt;br /&gt;It's really odd cause we've been through so much. like really weird events.&lt;br /&gt;but now we're really close, only after he's outta the school -.-&lt;br /&gt;Mike, we meet up for lunch and movie soon, kay? :D&lt;br /&gt;Of course, already missing the 2009 grads. :(( hate to say it, but They were awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Miss them loads, especially the OGLs! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-5091601648984463187?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/5091601648984463187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=5091601648984463187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5091601648984463187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5091601648984463187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2010/03/past-2-months.html' title='past 2 months'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-6115496603494447243</id><published>2010-01-30T08:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T08:28:37.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sec 1 camp 10</title><content type='html'>Lazy to post. Zam ah zam always ask me to update. haha. Also nothing to sayyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sec 1 camp was funfunfun!! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha. very tiring five and a half hours of sleep over two ngihts.&lt;br /&gt;been telling like everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Had like 14 hours of sleep last night. shiok shiok! ^^&lt;br /&gt;The sec 1s loved it and got hooked to all the awesome catchy cheers and mass dance, it was great. :)&lt;br /&gt;1/7 was funfunfun, noisy and playful. a handful, but they're awesome. :)&lt;br /&gt;Good job, fal and soup :]&lt;br /&gt;slept during camp, thank God the instructor was so nice! :)&lt;br /&gt;Gonna realllyy miss the seniors.. :(&lt;br /&gt; Next year gonna ask them back again!!! X)&lt;br /&gt;love y'all loads. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-6115496603494447243?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/6115496603494447243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=6115496603494447243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6115496603494447243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6115496603494447243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2010/01/sec-1-camp-10.html' title='sec 1 camp 10'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-2642846356728014979</id><published>2010-01-07T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T04:46:31.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You might find this stupid, but it means alot to me cause it's my frist step in change.</title><content type='html'>It's a long post, so just bear with it. :]&lt;br /&gt;We learn something new every day, don't we.&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of this year, i prayed to God that 2010 would be a year of change for me.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to have more confidence in what i do, and not be embarrassed so easily.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i was talking to a friend, who couldn't change his ways, and he was so frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;After talking to him, it got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;So I asked myself "Am i worthy of giving him such advice? Who am I to give him such advice when I myself don't follow what I say? I haven't taken a step in change"&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, senior. :]&lt;br /&gt;But today I will, cause it's never too late to start.&lt;br /&gt;Today something happened, and though i found it a small matter, it wasn't so to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;That especially got me thinking about my life, it got me thinking about what i'm doing. It got me thinking about my new year resolution, and what i'm doing at all to acheive that. &amp;amp; suddenly a verse in the bible came into my head, and I realised, it's time for me to take my step of change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I wanna share with y'all what happened.&lt;br /&gt;In the bus on the way to a polytechnic for a school visit,&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed Afiqah's phone.&lt;br /&gt;My genius idea of a joke was to switch my name in the contact list with a teacher's (I won't state her name),&lt;br /&gt;and play a prank by sms-ing her, see her reply. Then tell her, It was me and i meant it as a joke.&lt;br /&gt;What started of as an innocent prank came off totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;It was too big a prank, i went too far.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ashamed to admit my fault, because i know where i went wrong and why.&lt;br /&gt;But more importantly, i understand that no one is perfect, and I make mistakes too.&lt;br /&gt;This was a prank Afiqah herself once played on Destin, i believed she herself would be able to take a joke she played on someone else, maybe i thought from my perspective, cause I knew I would not have gotten angry..&lt;br /&gt;But every person is different, and no one is to blame.&lt;br /&gt;So i sms-ed her this "i'm very disappointed in the way you planned for the CCA open house"&lt;br /&gt;Her response was "F*** sia" &amp;amp; celeste realised she was angry.&lt;br /&gt;I quickly sms-ed her that i was kidding, and she simply replied "That's mean." when celeste grabbed her to hold her back from shifting to take a seat elsewhere on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;We sms-ed her to apologise, but received no reply.&lt;br /&gt;She was smiling, and i didn't realise she was angry.&lt;br /&gt;I only realised she was serious later on at the polytechnic when she totally ignored us.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how Celeste literally begged her to not be angry, she shook it off and continued to talk to her friends as if Celeste were invisible.&lt;br /&gt;Back at school, celeste tried again yet to no avail. She panicked and kept begging till she broke down in tears. Afiqah said she forgave Celeste, but it would take some time. What more did we want from her.&lt;br /&gt;I asked Celeste why she cried, and she told me the friendship means alot to her.&lt;br /&gt;Me? I honestly simply didn't even try to beg her for her forgiveness. I didn't even apologise a second time. Instead i was starting to feel upset, and i didn't understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; That's exactly what got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said rudely that she was overreacting and i didn't understand why a small joke got her so worked up.&lt;br /&gt;She said that I didn't understand the pressure that was put on her during the event, so i had no right to assume. That was true, and i sincerely apologise for that.&lt;br /&gt;This is what i want to say to afiqah, so i hope you read it, dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiqah, I treasure our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i don't feel apologetic, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;But i also have to say frankly I was upset.&lt;br /&gt;I was upset because I saw you push away someone's care and concern.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't understand why It was so hard for you to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;But I now know how much that situation meant to you.&lt;br /&gt;Pressure? Don't get me started, i have my fair share, i do empathize your position.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, different people can handle different amounts of pressure, that's something no one can control. &amp;amp; i know that too. Yet i was rude, and so i apologise once again.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to ask you "If you treasure her friendship enough, learn to forgive &amp;amp; forget"&lt;br /&gt;but i know it's easier said than done, so i won't push you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be very honest here, cause i think it's nothing to hide.&lt;br /&gt;When i'm assigned a task like that, i think it an honour that comes with the power.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; with great power comes great responsibility. I just feel that if you're half-heartedly doing it,&lt;br /&gt;you might as well just not. If you really treat it as an honour, but the pressure's too much to handle, that's why CCAs have VCPs and CPs. You're a team and you work together to share the load, don't take it alone. You'll be overwhelmed by the amount of pressure and work.&lt;br /&gt;As a friend, I'd honestly want to tell you: Please treasure what you have, don't just cherish them.&lt;br /&gt;When I was thinking, I realised a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;I was putting myself in Afiqah's shoes, but just in her position, not as Afiqah herself.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't upset because of what happened. I was upset she wasn't sincere in forgiving Celeste. I felt that meant she didn't treasure the friendship enough.&lt;br /&gt;Dear, i know Celeste means a lot to you. So that's why I'm telling you all this and being very honest.&lt;br /&gt;When I compared it with my life, I said to myself "If i were you, I wouldn't be pissed."&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna know why, dear?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you realised, but you're soo soo very fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to illustrate.&lt;br /&gt;You have a loving Clique, people who would always be there for you, always hang around you.&lt;br /&gt;Your bubbly personality gets you acquaintances fast, and your trustworthy nature gets you friends.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from your clique, you have amazing friends like Celeste, who would beg for your forgiveness because the friendship between you two means just THAT much to her. She doesn't need an end to the friendship to break down, cause she doesn't even want you to be angry at her for a split second.&lt;br /&gt;Being thick-skinned, I'm asking you.. For a second please put yourself in my shoes..&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i'm great, neither is it that i want sympathy or pity.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being honest and frank.&lt;br /&gt;My life.&lt;br /&gt;I have many acquaintances, yet very few who are really friends.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so busy with council work and helping the school, I don't have time for my clique and i drifted from them. I don't even have time for friends.&lt;br /&gt;My family? My relationship with them isn't great. at all. And I also have financial difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;So.. friends? Clique? family? You name it, you have it. Yet, you don't seem to treasure it that much..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not jealous, cause I'm very content with what I have.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want you to lose what you have out of anger.&lt;br /&gt;Look.. It's my fault, and my idea. I sincerely want you to not ignore Celeste, cause you don't know how much it hurts her. You really don't..&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i wanna say that I really am sorry. Your friendship means the world to me &amp;amp; i don't want you to be pissed with me. I'm sorry if i hurt you, but you know I have never had any intentions to.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, an apology is all I can offer. Whether you forgive and move on or just choose to hold the grudge, that's entirely up to you. Like i said, I won't push you.&lt;br /&gt;So I sincerely apologise for what happened today, and yes, it's on facebook for all to see.&lt;br /&gt;You can be very upset about what i said, and the attitude i seem to be giving you with this post, but i mean it with all my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely also want you to not be pissed with Celeste and not ignore her.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps to you, she's just 1 of your many friends.&lt;br /&gt;but to me, every friend I have, especially if they want so badly to stay by my side, means really so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;So please, treasure her. Cause trust me, It's a friendship worth to keep.&lt;br /&gt;Love you, babe. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verse from the bible came to my mind. and it was "Whoever loves discipline loves knowledge, but he who hates correction is stupid" So please, if I'm wrong in saying any of the above of things to come, correct me. because i want to learn to love correction, for every one of it is a chance to learn. And from learning, i grow stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful word next to "love" &amp;amp; "us", is "forgive".&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but to me, "forgive" is such a powerful word. It means just as much as "love" and "sincerity". So don't say it if you don't mean it, because it'll just become a habit and lose it's meaning. People say "love is blind". To truly forgive is to no longer hold such anger and a grudge towards someone, because you love and treasure that person so much. Forgiveness. It isn't just a word, or just a formality. it goes so much further than that. It's a skill, and an art inculcated in you when God created you. I only wished the world saw it the same way. It's neither a casual word nor a joke, for with forgiveness, there would be 70% less hatred, anger, frustration, grudges and hence 90% less war in the world.&lt;br /&gt;So you see, forgiveness is a powerful word, and a major key in peace between anyone and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;To me, i think every forgiving person makes a difference in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how about you? Would you start making that difference and think the same?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; think about it, for those you hold a grudge against at this point of time, even Fiqah, if you are one. Did you.. really, truly, sincerely.. forgive them out of love? or was it just a formality? If it was a casual comment, I sincerely hope you think about it.. and reconsider. We are all human, and no one is perfect. We all make mistakes, even yourself. Don't drag it so please don't say "I'll forgive them tomorrow", because forgiving truly makes that big amount of a difference to someone and everyone. You really don't know what will happen tomorrow. Live every day as if it were your last. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I had to say. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-2642846356728014979?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/2642846356728014979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=2642846356728014979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2642846356728014979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2642846356728014979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-might-find-this-stupid-but-it-means.html' title='You might find this stupid, but it means alot to me cause it&apos;s my frist step in change.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-6650092567185245128</id><published>2009-12-19T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T07:43:06.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Went out with the cell group&lt;br /&gt;Had cell group outing and steamboat!&lt;br /&gt;My group 3 Vanessa(s) and 1 Eugene. HAHA. xD&lt;br /&gt;funfunfun :]&lt;br /&gt;Super funny :D&lt;br /&gt;Played 3 stations.. ate celery. EEK.&lt;br /&gt;And went to Celia's house to makan! :D&lt;br /&gt;her house is nice xP&lt;br /&gt;anyways. Cleaning up was like :O&lt;br /&gt;Alot of dishes. Broke a bowl :( Sorry celia!&lt;br /&gt;Me and BigVan = maid 1 &amp;amp; maid 2. xD&lt;br /&gt;JiaJian super poor thing, after cell group still go to work till 5am! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things at home hasn't been great. Everytime i'm home, i wish i was out. but when i'm out, i really do feel bad for not being home to spend time with my family. The feeling sucks. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-6650092567185245128?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/6650092567185245128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=6650092567185245128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6650092567185245128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6650092567185245128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/12/today_19.html' title='Today'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-1691808530331032942</id><published>2009-12-10T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T17:18:41.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Monday went out with Qayyum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to town to pass him some stuff and watch "New Moon"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks Qayy, for the treat etc. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was very fun and embarrassing. xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;New moon isn't that bad, actually!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then we went walkwalk and stuff, but didn't do muuch, the show was 2 and a half hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Later on met Naufal, Mus, Adi, Ariff and co. at the mrt station, They waited for us, but we left quickly after in the opposite direction, which i feel very bad forr! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tuesdday went shopping with Yu shan and Jaime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fun Fun Fun. :D hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bought a skirt and a belt :]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-1691808530331032942?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/1691808530331032942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=1691808530331032942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1691808530331032942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1691808530331032942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/12/monday-went-out-with-qayyum.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-1760958325402774619</id><published>2009-12-03T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T02:39:34.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Today morning had tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Overslept.&lt;br /&gt;Yushan called me, thank you! ^^&lt;br /&gt;hahah. but i was kinda grumpy la :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that came back, took a nappy.&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH! On my way home! Taking 89, Slept.&lt;br /&gt;missed compasspoint stop.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get off at stop before Hougang interchange.&lt;br /&gt;but i stoned and missed that too. XD&lt;br /&gt;So from interchange took 27 back, MISSED MY STOP AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;Ended up at buangkok mrt station and walked back one bus stop from there. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Blur ttm. Michael's no better! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So came home napped till 2+. then woke up, snacked..&lt;br /&gt;Then played piano, then used computer.&lt;br /&gt;Web cam-ed with Fee for like. ever. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;but quite fun luh. :]&lt;br /&gt;kenna nagged by mom. Sigh. mp does hell to a family.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. That bloody.. nevermind. anyways. SOMEONE called to complain to my mother about me. Not happy tell me enough la, walao. Sooo irritating. &gt;&lt;\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later should be going to fetch the Cambodia team back. Time really flies.&lt;br /&gt;hope they had fun!&lt;br /&gt;But having second thoughts. firstly, i'd be very sad. It reminds me of my own trip&lt;br /&gt;secondly, celeste's phone is off, dunno if she's going :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-1760958325402774619?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/1760958325402774619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=1760958325402774619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1760958325402774619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1760958325402774619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/12/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-2169043221997187181</id><published>2009-12-02T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T01:25:46.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing with michael!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today went out with Michael and Hehan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Missed Michael loads. So was super happy! :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We didn't do much, though! HH Came to meet Michael &amp;amp; I at macdonalds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He reacts fastest when it comes to food. -.-!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahah. So We makan-ed. As usual, i was the target for the whole meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"No wonder you so short" -.-!! Whatever, guys. Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then saw the 5/2 group. keep disturbing me! Especially Jerwin. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we went to Lavender to collect Mike's I/C. HEHE. The picture. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways. So after we collected it, took MRT back. Mike and HH just kept teasing me about sms-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I sms about 2000+ A month. Is that ALOT? -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. So for the first time. I'm glad to be home. It's a stay-at-home-and-do-nothing day. I love it :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Adi ajak me go relax at bedok pool with his friends. But kinda lazy. and ttold mama i'll stay at home already. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I haven't started on my homework! Quite worried. But oh wells. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hope i won't leave it to the last week though :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think i lost it, so i'd better find it before i even think of how i'm going to complete it. -.-!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-2169043221997187181?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/2169043221997187181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=2169043221997187181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2169043221997187181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2169043221997187181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/12/outing-with-michael.html' title='Outing with michael!'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-4037784693242916170</id><published>2009-11-26T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T07:32:26.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed skin &amp; tagboard!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey hey hey. Must leave a tag okay! :) Restarted the tagboarddd~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past few days made a lot of new friends. :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Initially, the ones who allwaaayyyss disturb mee. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Esp mus, always say i jay walk -.- that was ONCE okay! X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But anyways, they're a bunch of really nice guys actually :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been talking to Naufal, Adi, Zam &amp;amp; Qayyum (esp). Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Character and personality, all same same but different. Super cute. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Veerrry fun people. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anywaysss. Missing the Cambodia people loaaddss. They left on the 23rd of November 09 and coming back on the 3rd of December 09. :] I'll go fetch them! :D:D My sebrina, spencer, zafrul, qayyum, tze xin, diyana and sin wai! :) Wonder how they're doing there.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Time passes super fast, i realise. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Next year i'll be sec 4. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sigh. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Graduation night 09.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;not too bad! it was quite a bore at the beginning. No surprise. it's not our grad night. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; not to mention i messed up my speech when i repeated half a line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But i followed what Spence said. Just apologise and continue (Thanks, sista. love ya loads. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So after that all went well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Received compliments on my speech, which i'm very much thankful for. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Esp, Mr kaur :)&lt;br /&gt;Also, complimented on dress, but i totally don't agree! But thanks for the sweet remarks anyway :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks Aaron for sending me home :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Took lotsssaa pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Really will miss the graduatesss! Esp the nosy sec 5s. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This year didn't get to go Cambodiaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't even talk about it. The forbidden 'C' word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You have nooo idea how depressed i am about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mrs Ong said maybe go next year June. I was elated. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Talked to mom about it. &amp;amp; she DIDN'T AGREE. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but i've really never wanted anything so much. So i'll stand up for it this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Try my luck, cause i really really think they're worth it. :(&lt;br /&gt;I miss chres so much.. the kids.. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okayy. rather not talk about it. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Hives 3 nights ago or so. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's the most irritating crap you could ever get, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;worse than CHICKEN POX okay! &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was realllllyyyy itchy and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's like mosquito bties, but alot of them join together to form patches. and they can spread over your limbs. So it's digusting. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I didn't wanna go doc. But second day i couldn't take it. It was just. uncomfortable. itchy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; when i stood up to go doc, i couldn't. I had like. rush of blood and my whole body went cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Almost collapsed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I struggled into a cab and mommy brought me to the nearest clinic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So they said i have hives... the chim name is.. ute.. something something. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well it cause low blood pressure for me, that's why i almost fainted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So just gotta take my meds on time :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;been feeling kinda tired thougghh :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anywaysss. They gave me two meds. Anti something and a steroid. and Calamine lotion :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So i'm depending on it now to keep it off. But the doctor says i'll be alright in a jiffy. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So no worries, people. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okieeee. Gotta go~ Post another time. Credits to ZAMEERUL~ For pestering me to update. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-4037784693242916170?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/4037784693242916170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=4037784693242916170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4037784693242916170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4037784693242916170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/11/changed-skin-tagboard.html' title='Changed skin &amp; tagboard!'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3773494976791478619</id><published>2009-11-11T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:03:44.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so bad for not going to school daddy seems like he’s hopping mad. And I’m soo dead. I’m sorry mommy and daddy! :( I promise that I’ll go to school tomorrow :) really! :( Sigh. Gotta do my own self study I guess. Feels horrible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3773494976791478619?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3773494976791478619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3773494976791478619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3773494976791478619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3773494976791478619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-feel-so-bad-for-not-going-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-5793922040998671472</id><published>2009-11-05T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T06:05:10.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PEK CEK!</title><content type='html'>I'm pekcek. Officially. To the max. I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hang on, but i don't want to let go.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hurt anyone, but i can't just leave them.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna do better, but I can't give up my year of hard work..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna not feel this way, but i just can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want them to feel that way, but i don't know how to help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyway to not hang on, let everyone be happy, help them, be there for them - without being the cause of mayhem, do well, and not feel this way all at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How now, brown cow? Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-5793922040998671472?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/5793922040998671472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=5793922040998671472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5793922040998671472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5793922040998671472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/11/pek-cek.html' title='PEK CEK!'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-7540514255395014962</id><published>2009-11-01T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T06:15:02.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>It couldn't get any shittier.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, decided to drop to subscience.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging on. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-7540514255395014962?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/7540514255395014962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=7540514255395014962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7540514255395014962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7540514255395014962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-7415464162819154558</id><published>2009-10-20T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T08:22:01.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHINESE POST. COOL TTM BA! XD</title><content type='html'>Today i received science paper. Failed. Chemistry. E8. 42. Don't know how i scored for physics. but i know i failed that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妈, 我知道... 我不够努力也不够用功. 不像别的孩子, 不像小时候的你. 对不起.可是我真的真的很累. 早就知道我作不到. 你可以说我幼稚,可以说我根本没你的话放在心上, 没把你放在眼里. 我知道,   那是我的错. 可是,有时侯... 你骂我的语气,对我说话的态度,让我感到很伤心,很害怕. 我最讨厌被你骂了. 如果不把你放在眼里, 你觉得我会被您的话影响到而感到难过吗?有时候我真的觉得自己很没用, 总是对不起你. 你常常说我不关心你, 只听爸爸的话只疼爸爸.好像我从来都没有为您着想. 那我呢? 你难道没想过我为什么会这样吗? 对你来说,只要是你做的你说的, 就肯定是对的. 你想一想吧.误会我时, 有跟我道歉吗?我知道我犯的错多得很.也知道对你而言,我的理由都是幼稚的借口.我不是不爱你.只是不明白您的想法.对不起. 我真的不行了.很累了.我只是觉得今天心情已经够差了, 最不许要的是你的批评. 我知道我这个女儿让你感到很失望.对不起.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不喊痛,喊累不代表我没有感觉.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It does hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Btw, Happy birthday to Aaron and Hui Han!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-7415464162819154558?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/7415464162819154558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=7415464162819154558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7415464162819154558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7415464162819154558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/10/chinese-post-cool-ttm-ba-xd.html' title='CHINESE POST. COOL TTM BA! XD'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-9036502498573606855</id><published>2009-10-16T05:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T09:59:55.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH</title><content type='html'>Exams are over! Hoorah! :D&lt;br /&gt;But of course, this is only half.&lt;br /&gt;I lost that battle half way through. haha.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't good at all &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really discouraged. &amp;amp; at times just wanted to give up. like totally just. not study.&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway I did kinda study. A bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better enjoy till tuesday. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Cause on tuesday, i'll feel horrendous. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-9036502498573606855?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/9036502498573606855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=9036502498573606855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/9036502498573606855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/9036502498573606855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/10/yeah.html' title='YEAH'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-4074914738197018763</id><published>2009-10-03T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:53:57.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMBODIA</title><content type='html'>Okayokay. Excited TTM!&lt;br /&gt;After EOY examinations I'm going in to full blast!&lt;br /&gt;Planning for prayer meetings, Cambodia trip AND councillor camp!!&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be stressful, but very fun. ((: ESP Cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;I miss them so so much! Today contacting the people there for accomodation. Pray hard will have luh!&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So pretty much looking forward to end of exams!&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygosh. A new year beginning soon.&lt;br /&gt;Before we know it, sec 3s '09 will be sec 4s '10!! Ohgosh.&lt;br /&gt;Gradding. T_T&lt;br /&gt;I somehow feel prom won't be special or exciting. :/&lt;br /&gt;But i kinda wanna go too. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to Grandma's house for mooncake fest.&lt;br /&gt;We had a feast. [: That was nice.&lt;br /&gt;And then I went to my uncle's studio to study whilst my baby cousins went outside to play with lanterns. haha.&lt;br /&gt;My sister had every intention to  study! Of course.. until they dragged her out.&lt;br /&gt;haha. So I reached home pretty late? About... 11+, i guess. But it was fun, as usual. I lovvee having the little ones around.&lt;br /&gt; yiyi is pregnant with 3rd child. Hoped it was a boy! but the results are out. Girl.&lt;br /&gt;:/ But i'm sure it'll be just as fun fun fun. {:&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for her to be born! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-4074914738197018763?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/4074914738197018763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=4074914738197018763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4074914738197018763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4074914738197018763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/10/cambodia.html' title='CAMBODIA'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-7375361932976761720</id><published>2009-09-23T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:28:40.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>200th POST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay. Well today I finally talked to Su Ying, and I felt so happy luh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As in, like. so relieved to let it out.. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love ya loads, SuYing.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. School was normal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;really gotta start bucking up for end of years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AND on top of that my music! I haven't handed in more than 3 pieces since term 1. ah! jiayou. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All the best to sec 4s and 5s '09! :D Next year my turn. HOHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-7375361932976761720?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/7375361932976761720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=7375361932976761720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7375361932976761720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7375361932976761720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/09/200th-post.html' title='200th POST!'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-4193676079835074830</id><published>2009-09-22T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T05:53:52.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr Seuss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Today you are You, that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is Youer than You.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All quoted by : Dr Seuss! [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-4193676079835074830?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/4193676079835074830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=4193676079835074830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4193676079835074830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4193676079835074830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/09/dr-seuss.html' title='Dr Seuss'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-5173277587826535214</id><published>2009-09-22T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T04:49:31.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>concert, etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm so so tired today &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even though I hardly did anything!&lt;br /&gt;As usual, i took cab. So I didn't eat. except for sandwiches and a juice box, many thanks to my darling Celeste. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I had CCA endorsement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which is major yay for me, considering it marks the end of CCA for quite a bit. [: Hoorah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;More time to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't wait to step down, actually. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. So anywayss~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went for the concert On Sunday night, went to toys 'r' us with spencer and don, super super ultra fun. And Funny. Made complete fools outta ourselves then we went to build a bear workshop to make a bear bear for erhemm. His name was ah boy! :D Super cute. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The concert was not bad! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First time i watched wihtout performing. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then went home and got crap. I don't even want to talk about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-5173277587826535214?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/5173277587826535214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=5173277587826535214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5173277587826535214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5173277587826535214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/09/concert-etc.html' title='concert, etc.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-243794351520378804</id><published>2009-09-18T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T20:35:01.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterdayy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh drats. Overslept again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;past whole week i've been taking cab. really gotta stop that!&lt;br /&gt;I miss tampines~ :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday was fridaayyy [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I left class early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ms Kaur said I'd better get back on track, but she had faith in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thank youuu [: I'll buy her flowers after O levels. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways. Over recess I scolded the secondary 1s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh the heartache. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But later on the heartache disappeared when Nabeelah complained to Mr Shafie about me the word she used was "insult". Like hello. It's your responsibility to mantain the basics. What an immature act. I was relatively disturbed by that. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let's move on. :/ haha. After that we had the colours award. {:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there were a couple of white guys. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHA. Just kidding. One of them WUGLY, the other pretty alright. xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. So ANYWAYS. I stayed on till about 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were in the councillor room playing cards! epic. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nadiah was super cute. She kept thinking Ace came before Jack when we were playing stress. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was funny, cause we called farehann after that and everyone was screaming into the phone then he just hung up. :/ Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's time to mug again, the End of year exams are coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I really really hope i'll do well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If i get below c5 for my sciences, I might just opt to drop to sub science. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Time really flies, don't you think? in the next... year and a month exactly, I'm going to be doing my O levels. then having prom night. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wow. haha. To be honest, it's a mix of emotions. On one hand i'd lovvee to get out of PRCS. On the other, I can't bear to! The life, the friends!&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking alot about poly lately, and i feel super vexed. :/ I'm afraid of the bad influences i'll meet there and all. And friends? What if i find it difficult to make friends? Sigh. I hope it'll turn out well though. I might decide on JC over poly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've seen how changes in poly has taken a roll on the seniors. and i'm not quite sure I want myself to end up the same. But oh well. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I believe i'll hang on and pull through. [: No one said it'd be easy.. {:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll just have to prepare for the worst and hope for the best. {:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This sunday gonna attend a guzheng concert. for the first time, i'd be watching and not performing. haha. I'll be going with donnie &amp;amp; spence, pretty sure it'll be fun! Haha. :P If only I could book a ticket for celeste. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-243794351520378804?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/243794351520378804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=243794351520378804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/243794351520378804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/243794351520378804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterdayy.html' title='Yesterdayy'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-140259873572658151</id><published>2009-09-06T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T09:10:16.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Good things come for those who wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But is it really worth the wait, if you know it might never happen, possibly impossible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ironic, but true, don't you think? Not aiming anyone, by the way. Really. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-140259873572658151?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/140259873572658151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=140259873572658151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/140259873572658151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/140259873572658151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/09/irony.html' title='Irony'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-4081245387548110865</id><published>2009-09-01T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T03:23:09.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was total slack day but later on i'm gonna do some studying. (: Must at least study one chapter of both sciences today to get the ball rolling and start revising for EOYs in THREE WEEKS. sian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Playing msn games with matty now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Fun ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's retarded luh. You should try x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Vexed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-4081245387548110865?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/4081245387548110865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=4081245387548110865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4081245387548110865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4081245387548110865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/09/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-6522961062513501092</id><published>2009-08-31T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T06:59:42.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was pretty good way better than expected (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much councillors. Love ya loads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To teachers, happy teachers' day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy belated birthday to Mrs Sheri &amp;amp; Ms Kaur. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm tired. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-6522961062513501092?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/6522961062513501092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=6522961062513501092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6522961062513501092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6522961062513501092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/08/yay.html' title='YAY'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-5741680444070773727</id><published>2009-08-29T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T08:56:29.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehearsals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing much different, I went to school for rehearsal, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Started at 8.30am. Wanted to meet Pavithra at 7am. But I felt so bad cause something cropped up and I only arrived at 8am. Bought her breakfast, only to raelise she already bought. -.- So I gave one to Fiona. Then I didn't even eat mine, so me buying two was a terrible idea. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the whole rehearsal, getting SCREAMED at like nobody's business, we all left. I went to whitesands with Hidayat, Sayang &amp;amp; Xin. [: Then me and Dayat went popular while xin went home. Zaf joined us later. Bought a pen for Mr Ng for teachers' day, hope he likes it. Really really appreciate all he's done for us. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then I skipped guzheng class, which not to mention I still feel very guilty for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Met my parents at Century Square to eat, then went for a bit of shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was totally not in the mood and just tried on and gave it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't feel like buying clothes, but thanks for bringing me anyway, mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then went to Ink to buy a new school bag. It was expensive.. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd better take care of it. $39.90 &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i came home and immediately SLEPT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fell asleep on the couch, no joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Acheing all over, man. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow there's piano lesson....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How exciting.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just hope it'll turn out okay. Thing's are gonna be more relaxed after teachers' day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Special thanks to all my darrlinngg councillors whom I love oh-so-much, whether sec 1, 2 OR 3 and of course my seniors, &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After that there'll be a load off all your shoulders. Especially to the Excos involved, thank you so much, you guys have worked sooo sooo hard, and put your time, effort &amp;amp; SWEAT into this. (: Love y'all loads. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alsoo.. Happy birthday song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YANNGG YIIII&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;finally 15! (: All the best, dude! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-5741680444070773727?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/5741680444070773727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=5741680444070773727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5741680444070773727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5741680444070773727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/08/rehearsals.html' title='Rehearsals.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-6286155698877413589</id><published>2009-08-25T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:24:21.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;things have been quite stressful of late, whether with school, cca, piano or councillor responsibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With the upcoming teachers' day celebration, planned by the councillors, there's so much to do with so little time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Deadline's on monday. &amp;amp; i'm trying to rush and juggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Teacher's all say i'm not coping, and it does hurt to hear that, when i''m trying so hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My piano teacher? she says i give her black face. Without a doubt, that's true. But I don't exactly like to smile when I get scolded, you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I mean think about it. Would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;CCA? I didn't get any post. yeap. that's right. demoted. From Petrol second to ZeroHero. There were. THREE people without a post. Two of them didn't turn up for the interview and only one wasn't chosen. Hiphiphooray. Luck befalls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As if.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So anyways. Teachers' day is killing me and the couchpotato disease is invading my body, yet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't do homework. I owe tonnes of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Basically I come home and I'm too tired to even touch my bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's terrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stress brings about a whole web of problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mainly pimples. Awful, the outbreaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It also brings back my rock bottom self esteem, which btw is continuously dropping now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Of course, matters of the heart. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't even realise I had this habit, and it's the worst of all my bad habits, which happens to already be bad enough as it is, as you can evidently see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nevertheless, the rehearsals with adriana and zaf sayang has been fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;from Glen's impersinations to zaf's dance moves, to Nisa's silly impromptu styles, it has been fun. memories i'll never forget as pres councillor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's the only thing I look forward to, as tiring as it may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friends? i'm really not quite sure how many friends I have. Very few to confide in I realise. When I need a shoulder to lean on, or just someone to let it out on, I find myself having to think &amp;amp; consider who to sms, and might even decide against it. They have their own friends, own problems. So do basically i have friends? MANY. how bout a clique? Nope. Okay. At least a group of friends? Nope. No where close. But maybe a couple of confiders. It's difficult to even find time to be with them. but when I do, our schedules clash or they're busy with their own friends anyways. Of course I love them to bits, and they're always there for me. It's not with them, it's me! The self-esteem issues make it hard for me to trust people too. I trust them, but i do need to put thought into it before saying anything! i feel like a complain queen. Well, indeed I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But well, i promise it won't happen often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just that too many things can cause mind blocks. I just needa type it out, just like how dumbledore took his memories out xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nah, basically I'm hoping to just relax and take it slow.  Juggle my stuff and all (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. I'll update when I actually have time. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-6286155698877413589?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/6286155698877413589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=6286155698877413589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6286155698877413589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6286155698877413589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/08/stress.html' title='STRESS'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-1210755455869104344</id><published>2009-07-20T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T03:54:10.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyy everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Haven't been updating for a while (:&lt;br /&gt;kay so anyways. &lt;br /&gt;Today was alright..&lt;br /&gt;Of course Mrs Low was naggy, but that's so not anything new. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, Lessons were as per normal (:&lt;br /&gt;recess was a hectic, chaotic disaster.&lt;br /&gt;It was so difficult to chase everyone off. It was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know how the seniors felt.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like putting the juiniors on I/C (:&lt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't do that.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, So tmr going to see Mrs Sheri to improve the situation.&lt;br /&gt;It's reaallly warm in class! &amp; even now, I'm sweating like craaazyy.&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it anymore!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so sleepy after recess. What Mr Kek said was cool though.&lt;br /&gt;When you eat too much your body uses so much energy to digest the food that you feel tired and sleepy after that! So it's really important to keep a balanced diet. ^^ I'll remember that!&lt;br /&gt;Last period of the day was PC and Fatin, Jaga, Jonas and I went around asking for money from the class fund for teachers' day. (: Okay so going into gerald's class was embarassing and I probably blushed ( I realise i blush really easily. Not because it's gerald. Happens when i get teased. All the time, no matter with who. -.- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then had NSW english. I totally tikam-ed because it was sooo stuffy i couldn't take it. I either fell asleep or my rash acted up and i'd be itching. So that's just messed up. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 5.30pm left for home, took bus 89 with sherman, ROCKER! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Had fun talking to him and stuff. We're punggolians and hougarians man. XP&lt;br /&gt;Talked about sec 1 &amp; 2. Brought back sooo many memories... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how things change... :( But i gotta learn to let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers' day is my first big event and I realllyyyy hope it turns out well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common tests starts friday. I'm not really scared, which worries me. because i'm not the least bit prepared.&lt;br /&gt;i've already failed one chinese test, so that means my chinese is a sure fail!&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm going to fail my emath test. that's terrible.&lt;br /&gt;i HOPE my phsyics will be okay and history &amp; english too (:&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have to think about mathematics, i might as well just flunk.&lt;br /&gt;I really gotta buck up and start preparing for eoys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. time really flies..&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be sec 4! Turning 16, taking O levels, taking piano grade 6, guzheng grade 7, my sister turning 21, last year in NAFA.&lt;br /&gt;2010 will be a fruitful year. ^^ I'll be 16, completing Os, becoming piano grade SEVEN and guzheng grade EIGHTT!! omgosh. ^^&lt;br /&gt;I've really gotta work harder. I think I am.. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't keep doing this, slacking at the beginning and only bucking up at the end, every single year.. It's terrible. So start from eoys, i'll treat it like the start of a new year, so by MYEs next year its like prelims and prelims &amp; Os would be my major exams.&lt;br /&gt;It's obviously easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta put aside time, plan my time well...&lt;br /&gt;honestly, I would say I can't wait for CCAs to end, then i'd have more time.&lt;br /&gt;Really enjoyed the H1N1 break..&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, add oil everyone. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Gotta be a good girl and go do homework and start studying. haha!&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, i know you're giving that "yeah, right..." face or the "I'm sure..." face. &lt;br /&gt;But seriously! I assure you. xP I'm gonna start NOW! :D&lt;br /&gt;After i shower. I feel all stinky. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post again tmr or something ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-1210755455869104344?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/1210755455869104344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=1210755455869104344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1210755455869104344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1210755455869104344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/07/heyy-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-5641909325817695859</id><published>2009-07-18T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T09:43:54.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-5641909325817695859?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/5641909325817695859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=5641909325817695859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5641909325817695859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5641909325817695859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-2400738229907999632</id><published>2009-07-05T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T06:51:56.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OBS was a very good experience! (:&lt;br /&gt;I encourage next year sec 3s to go for it. (:&lt;br /&gt;Shant elaborate and ruin the surprise. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways apart from that, June holidays were too short!&lt;br /&gt;Common tests postponed by two weeks&lt;br /&gt;But i'm gonna start preparing now.&lt;br /&gt;I think i won't do well.&lt;br /&gt;but i hope I will (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Okay. So presidency has in a sense been a breeze&lt;br /&gt;In a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta think of something man. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-2400738229907999632?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/2400738229907999632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=2400738229907999632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2400738229907999632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2400738229907999632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/07/obs-was-very-good-experience-i.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-1516662637979018228</id><published>2009-06-17T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T08:08:10.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Today was pretty fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;okay, so i didn't do work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;BUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I had rehearsal then spent the WHOLE day with spencer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;till like. 6. 20pm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;haha! It was fun. Enjoyable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;We spilt everything out, every last bit of it!&lt;br /&gt;Literally too of course. Me - my issues and spencer.. well.. his $6 lunch. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;So we walked around white sands, chat chat chat. sat at super dog for, can you believe it, 3 hours!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;The person must've been tempted to chase us off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;We both didnt even have appetite, actually. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;So we went for a walk, to the playground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Played the swing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;and felt NASEOUS. the both of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;it was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;The weather and all. Gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;So we decided to go back in to have a nice cup of ice blend (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Then went into white sands, walked around, sat and back to chatting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;at about 6.20 we decided it was about time to leave so we walked out and went our seperate ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I remember our last topic was on prodigies. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;It was enjoyable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks, Sista!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Didn't get any work done, though.&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm sitting down trying to do my english. (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm about a couple of words short but  think I'm gonna leave it like that. x)\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Sebrina: Take care, darling! I'll always be here for you. Love ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-1516662637979018228?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/1516662637979018228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=1516662637979018228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1516662637979018228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1516662637979018228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/06/today_17.html' title='today'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3037539558235353840</id><published>2009-06-16T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T07:51:43.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Study date dat 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sjevlq0NQNI/AAAAAAAAAQs/3fiG3kKqa-g/s1600-h/MICHAEL.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347936144209035474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sjevlq0NQNI/AAAAAAAAAQs/3fiG3kKqa-g/s320/MICHAEL.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MICHAEL BUBLE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh face it people, he has a sexy voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay! So today had rehearsal 1 and study date 2&lt;br /&gt;Study date with Afiqah and Celeste of course. xD&lt;br /&gt;1105 thing, you so wouldn't understand. xDD&lt;br /&gt;So I managed to get some work done, thankfully. (:&lt;br /&gt;But the rest not so much. So i really hope that tomorrow I can do more. (:&lt;br /&gt;I did like 2 emath papers and some A math. (:&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna complete my work. But at this rate, it seems almost impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I keep getting distracted. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tomorrow I have ANOTHER rehearsal. ):&lt;br /&gt;Super last minute stuff. I Don't feel like going&lt;br /&gt;Total waste of my time. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to the beach!! :(&lt;br /&gt;Maybe after rehearsal :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bought coloured hair pins today.&lt;br /&gt;So amusing. ^^ HEEHEE.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow study date 3!&lt;br /&gt;I totally can wait for OBS.&lt;br /&gt;Right now i really think its a waste of my time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;P.S. Get well soon, Yang yi! Rofl. Tc. (:&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S. mike, michael buble is NOTTT gay. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3037539558235353840?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3037539558235353840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3037539558235353840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3037539558235353840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3037539558235353840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/06/study-date-dat-2.html' title='Study date dat 2'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sjevlq0NQNI/AAAAAAAAAQs/3fiG3kKqa-g/s72-c/MICHAEL.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-6523432935048186284</id><published>2009-06-14T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:45:51.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I didn't go for service.. Sadness. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday had tuition in the morning then went for guzheng class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Asked sai and Celetse out but they weren't able to make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so i went to Celeste's house with every intention to do my work. x))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, obviously when the two of us together, in a person's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We CANNOT do work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we played guitar sang sang.&lt;br /&gt;Talk talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laugh Laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dance Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Made complete fools of ouselves....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; did just about... 5 questions of homework. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was suuupperr fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I laughed till my tummy ached!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;UNAGI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So anywaysss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I've really gotta settle down and do sommeee work at least. [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So that tomorrow I can meet celeste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Go to a library and do work. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope to complete my work by.. tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;which is almost impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Those that need to be handed in by Monday of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh shucks. I still have yet to asked my parents to call my teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ah! they need to collect my report book! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shucks. So worried. I really should work harder for this month!&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard! &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I sooo need a LONGER holiday. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-6523432935048186284?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/6523432935048186284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=6523432935048186284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6523432935048186284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6523432935048186284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-i-didnt-go-for-service.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-7765574556077126139</id><published>2009-06-11T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:37:10.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SjEx5qa4G9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/-yV_1vQsc-A/s1600-h/preston1-300x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346109099374812114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SjEx5qa4G9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/-yV_1vQsc-A/s320/preston1-300x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this morning had tuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So glad i actually woke up on time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;introduced yu shan to my baby :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She sooo loved 'em :D&lt;br /&gt;so anyways. after that had piano class!&lt;br /&gt;And i have another class tomorrow morning!&lt;br /&gt;I was falling asleep at the piano at lesson. ROFL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was so tired. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Talked to Albin after not talking for.. 2 days? ROFL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeap. And Today Yang Yi left for Phuket.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. have a safe trip, caveman! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;School's starting in two weeks. how fast is that! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I gotta finish my work before wednesday! (:&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can. (:&lt;br /&gt;OBS is coming super scared! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-7765574556077126139?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/7765574556077126139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=7765574556077126139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7765574556077126139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7765574556077126139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-d.html' title='TODAY :D'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SjEx5qa4G9I/AAAAAAAAAQk/-yV_1vQsc-A/s72-c/preston1-300x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-2321587557619256494</id><published>2009-06-10T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:06:01.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today i spent the whole day cleaning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If it wasn't cleaning, i practiced a little bit of piano and guitar.&lt;br /&gt;I skipped the S.S. test. AH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hopefully i can get a retest. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but i guess its okay if i fail s.s. xD I've got music! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My aunt and uncle are here from china, the ones who rented this house to us. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now talking to YY about cheesy pick up lines. *hair stands* HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lazy to post. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-2321587557619256494?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/2321587557619256494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=2321587557619256494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2321587557619256494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2321587557619256494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/06/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-6634555480224897597</id><published>2009-06-09T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:21:02.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YANG YI IS VERY CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Thats just to make you feel good, dude. don't take it to heart. HAHA. Kidding. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay. So today went for councillor BBQ! :D It was funfunfun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;will upload the pictures another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I got dreeennchheddd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;And my 70 bucks. AH! Heart pain. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;So we did BBQ and played with water guns! Ex-cos '09 yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;haha! hope you all had a great time. Definitely a memorable experience. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I certainly had great fun. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Though the cleaning up and wasted food was...... :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. Anyywayyss. there's always room for improvement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;love you loads, councillors! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-6634555480224897597?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/6634555480224897597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=6634555480224897597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6634555480224897597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6634555480224897597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/06/haha.html' title='HAHA.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-4368820269098048932</id><published>2009-05-21T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:25:39.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShYMgaBbF3I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Tl1isuXWIMw/s1600-h/DSC07932.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338468159174940530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShYMgaBbF3I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Tl1isuXWIMw/s320/DSC07932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Pressie from Afiqah!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShYMgIiR6BI/AAAAAAAAAQU/15iBupVTk_Y/s1600-h/DSC07929.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338468154480912402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShYMgIiR6BI/AAAAAAAAAQU/15iBupVTk_Y/s320/DSC07929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressie from cheri! 8 years of friendship! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShYMfoaIsdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/EfV8l74SUKg/s1600-h/DSC07928.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338468145856819666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShYMfoaIsdI/AAAAAAAAAQM/EfV8l74SUKg/s320/DSC07928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Pressie from matty! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recieved Belated pressies from Afiqah and Cheri hu.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much, guys.. super touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think tihs year's bday is pretty memorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;very touched that so many people remembered. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday we had PET rocket, which was quite fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;Launching was awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;I paired with Jaime to make our rocket. Called it Apollo 52. xPP&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a picture and post it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as fun as it was, the sun was scorhcing hot and we were dead beat by the end of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sherman and jon were like sleeping during lunch! poor dudes. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So after that still had two periods of lesson. Emath! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ms wong is super funny. I love her facial expressions. PRICELESS. xP&lt;br /&gt;So emath was very fun. Laughed till stomach pain. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After school went to library with Jaime.. (:&lt;br /&gt;Had potato chunks. P.S. I still owe you $3, jaime. xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then went to meet Matty at WS after jaime left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Accompanied him to popular to buy stuff, saw juniors there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They obviously thought he was my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha! He's not, Trixie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So he passed me my Belated bday present. Thanks so much! love it. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then went home to collect stuff before meeting shan for tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tuition was super... LOL. Like We were all in a daze, all falling asleep. xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So went back, ate and just Dropped dead on the sofa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today didn't go school.. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So now slacking at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Later got piano. Ahhh! Sian. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-4368820269098048932?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/4368820269098048932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=4368820269098048932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4368820269098048932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4368820269098048932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/05/post-exam.html' title='Post-exam'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShYMgaBbF3I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Tl1isuXWIMw/s72-c/DSC07932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-8976293596006216658</id><published>2009-05-20T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T05:52:46.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of this new chapter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShP8mM5OHpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/be0DFKEr_hk/s1600-h/DSC07924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337887716590624402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShP8mM5OHpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/be0DFKEr_hk/s320/DSC07924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today marks the start of yet a brand new chapter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I took over as president of the student council.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was aa day of honour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today.. was also results day. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gosh. Time really flies. In a blink of an eye, the investiture is over, my birthday is over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MYEs are over, the results are back. soon it'll be the end of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My results were terrible, i don't know how i'm going to break it to my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i'm so afraid that they will stop me from going to church and cell group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will CRY! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So here are the results...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;English : 60/100 [B4] )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;EMath: 75.9/100 [A1] :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amath: 53.75/100 [C6] )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chemistry: 53/100 [C6] )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Physics: 47/100 [D7] )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Chinese: 56/100 [C5] :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Literature: 56/100 [C5] )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SocialStudies: 48/100 [D7] )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Music: 70/100 [A2] ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;I guess I'll just have to work harder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you have no idea how close I am to just giving up. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*pray*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a familiar mix of emotions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-8976293596006216658?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/8976293596006216658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=8976293596006216658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8976293596006216658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8976293596006216658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/05/start-of-this-new-chapter.html' title='Start of this new chapter.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShP8mM5OHpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/be0DFKEr_hk/s72-c/DSC07924.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-8562282919902939067</id><published>2009-05-17T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:21:10.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cell shots. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16th May 2009 :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336813103146888882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShArPd24brI/AAAAAAAAAP8/dbV1x69KRSE/s320/Me,+Bigvan+%26+susan.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me, Susan &amp;amp; BigVan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShAkgNXvKLI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ByPoiOorYgI/s1600-h/Me+and+Judea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336805694197672114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShAkgNXvKLI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ByPoiOorYgI/s320/Me+and+Judea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and judea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShAkf7iC-GI/AAAAAAAAAPk/gwBNIy8k8ug/s1600-h/Me+and+Pei+Jie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336805689409075298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShAkf7iC-GI/AAAAAAAAAPk/gwBNIy8k8ug/s320/Me+and+Pei+Jie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Pei Jie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShAkfttmCaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OQAVxFstVfg/s1600-h/CELL!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336805685699414434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShAkfttmCaI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OQAVxFstVfg/s320/CELL!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Family.. (: Gen 3.6 &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much Zone 3! Love you all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to us!&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to us!&lt;br /&gt;happy birtthhdaaayy to Pei jie, Vanessa &amp;amp; aletheeaaa;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-8562282919902939067?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/8562282919902939067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=8562282919902939067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8562282919902939067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8562282919902939067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/05/cell-shots-d.html' title='cell shots. :D'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/ShArPd24brI/AAAAAAAAAP8/dbV1x69KRSE/s72-c/Me,+Bigvan+%26+susan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-6506083202021700889</id><published>2009-05-16T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T07:54:22.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7TMK8PjhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/QNPkXxSLTew/s1600-h/DSC07901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336434814529539602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7TMK8PjhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/QNPkXxSLTew/s320/DSC07901.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Card from Pei ying. Super cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7TL5BUGQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/PsHjpRkawh0/s1600-h/DSC07899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336434809718970626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7TL5BUGQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/PsHjpRkawh0/s320/DSC07899.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Note from cell! In front is like a bible quote. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7STrVboOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fGsplssIM3U/s1600-h/DSC07897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336433843972579554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7STrVboOI/AAAAAAAAAPE/fGsplssIM3U/s320/DSC07897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Card from winnie. :d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7STTqbwfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XypWcC3dECY/s1600-h/DSC07895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336433837618217458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7STTqbwfI/AAAAAAAAAO8/XypWcC3dECY/s320/DSC07895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From Cell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7STK0-ljI/AAAAAAAAAO0/lLClDZW8bG0/s1600-h/DSC07893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336433835246523954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7STK0-ljI/AAAAAAAAAO0/lLClDZW8bG0/s320/DSC07893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From Cell group! Esp Winnie, of course. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7SS-gKWpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/f3S0PNijKNY/s1600-h/DSC07892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336433831937989266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7SS-gKWpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/f3S0PNijKNY/s320/DSC07892.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from jie jie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7SSxAjNRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/AnEEyKwpxvM/s1600-h/DSC07886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336433828315739410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7SSxAjNRI/AAAAAAAAAOk/AnEEyKwpxvM/s320/DSC07886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from jie jie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was awesome.. (:&lt;br /&gt;Went for Zone meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Like 3 or 4 cells together is it? Whole of east zone. which was quite alot of people!&lt;br /&gt;was late though.. ):&lt;br /&gt;But the message was great!&lt;br /&gt;And Pei Ying came!&lt;br /&gt;Super fun we hung out and chat and ate.. and ate.. and ate. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then donavon asked everyone to gather.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; they brought out a cake to sing happy birthday to me and pei jie.&lt;br /&gt;Which was soo super sweet.&lt;br /&gt;I was very surprised, and touched. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, gen 3.6. The whole zone sang for me luh, which was so nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;Then ate birthday cake, got pressie from winnie from the cell..&lt;br /&gt;Hung out, watched cell group play basketball friendly match with strangers, super cool. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least they made new friends. xDD&lt;br /&gt;Took unglam shots and all. Rofl!&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload the pics we took then another time, or on facebook. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-6506083202021700889?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/6506083202021700889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=6506083202021700889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6506083202021700889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6506083202021700889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/05/awesome.html' title='AWESOME!'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg7TMK8PjhI/AAAAAAAAAPU/QNPkXxSLTew/s72-c/DSC07901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-578675905745939305</id><published>2009-05-15T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:14:59.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>150594</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say a very very ultra big thank you! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for all your wishes and all the wonderful pressies. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a greeaat time celebrating my birthday. (:&lt;br /&gt;Special Thanks to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fanily, Celeste Lee, Sherman seah, Shane Goh, Albin Lye, Raphael Mok, Matthew Kek, NurAfiqah, Lee Yu Shan, Jaime Yeo &amp;amp; saisai kwa! :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the gifts, special thanks to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celeste lee, Laura Chan, Jaime Yeo, Lee Yu Shan, Sebrina Kwa, Albin Lye, Jie jie Mel, Victoria Wee, Gerald &amp;amp; E e May! :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For contributions to Ipod fund,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents, both grandmas, Aunty Phil and Ee may. :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course to everyone for all the wishes! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all loads. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday morning, had to go to sch early early in the morning, for me early luh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though. I DIDN"T HAVE ANY PAPER. xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then saw Yushan &amp;amp; saisai who gave me a pressie, thanks dudes~! (:&lt;br /&gt;Then went to mr choo, who shot me like crazy.. followed by councillor meeting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;announcing president etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went to meet celeste to get my "chemistry homework"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which was a teddy bear, necklace and two pairs of ear rings. thanks to celeste and laura. ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had lunchat superdog, super retarded la, celeste! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then before i left celeste was like "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was going to reply thank you, but apparently what came out was "Okay, well, Happy...." LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i ended it off with "...day!" LOL. rofl. And i was still laughing when i went up the bus;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People were staring at me. so embarrassing. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then later on went home to put down stuff and left to meet albin to collect the big big stuff toy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from the "councillor board". THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Left to meet yushan and jaime at kbox, k-ed for an hour and a half before the woman came in and said&lt;br /&gt;"is this for 2 or 3 people? If you stay for more than 10mins, you have to pay the normal price"&lt;br /&gt;So I just replied "oh i'm just leaving, thanks. (:" And they jsut let me off! So i didn't need to pay. xP&lt;br /&gt;After that left for piano, got scolded by teacher. grr. bad mood then scold us. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recieved a gift from vicky and ang pao from her mom, thank you so much. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went home, to celebrate with family! Had steam boat, then chocolate ice-cream cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Received pressie from jiejie, a charm necklace and whole set of like 8 pairs of earrings? all music notes. :D&lt;br /&gt;thanks, jie jie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU TO LAURA CHAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For designing and making my sister's brithday present. Its soooo pretty. :D&lt;br /&gt;And she loved it so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want one too!! hahahah. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pressies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg478m8TWLI/AAAAAAAAAOc/c1vKSTxRt30/s1600-h/DSC07884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336268520912279730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg478m8TWLI/AAAAAAAAAOc/c1vKSTxRt30/s320/DSC07884.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; teddy bear! Huge ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg478SlmlGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/4ed9ynwcqjc/s1600-h/DSC07883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336268515448362082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg478SlmlGI/AAAAAAAAAOU/4ed9ynwcqjc/s320/DSC07883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ipod Fund!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg478F4TrtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/nbheo1Cq25Y/s1600-h/DSC07882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336268512037154514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg478F4TrtI/AAAAAAAAAOM/nbheo1Cq25Y/s320/DSC07882.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From Jaime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg478G8fJfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/i-3Kwh66GnI/s1600-h/DSC07881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336268512323118578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg478G8fJfI/AAAAAAAAAOE/i-3Kwh66GnI/s320/DSC07881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Planner from yushan and jaime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg4776dBTnI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3nFw6Z5bFYM/s1600-h/DSC07880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336268508969913970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg4776dBTnI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3nFw6Z5bFYM/s320/DSC07880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From Gerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336268009457436290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg47e1n9xoI/AAAAAAAAAN0/082lWiF4FpQ/s320/DSC07879.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;From ee May&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg47en0MG4I/AAAAAAAAANs/AKEwDuByBBQ/s1600-h/DSC07878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336268005750610818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg47en0MG4I/AAAAAAAAANs/AKEwDuByBBQ/s320/DSC07878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Necklace from vicky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg47ehuRakI/AAAAAAAAANk/8yIoJuEzQGs/s1600-h/DSC07876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336268004115180098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg47ehuRakI/AAAAAAAAANk/8yIoJuEzQGs/s320/DSC07876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From celeste and laura  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg47ebjo4UI/AAAAAAAAANc/0_Bf8pUvsnc/s1600-h/DSC07874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336268002459967810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg47ebjo4UI/AAAAAAAAANc/0_Bf8pUvsnc/s320/DSC07874.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shoes designed by Laura!! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg47eKc-fRI/AAAAAAAAANU/Y185SdqfVNA/s1600-h/DSC07873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336267997868621074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg47eKc-fRI/AAAAAAAAANU/Y185SdqfVNA/s320/DSC07873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shoes designed by Laura! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-578675905745939305?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/578675905745939305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=578675905745939305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/578675905745939305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/578675905745939305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/05/150594.html' title='150594'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sg478m8TWLI/AAAAAAAAAOc/c1vKSTxRt30/s72-c/DSC07884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-8653429158057870639</id><published>2009-05-05T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T03:15:22.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changed url</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The end of tragedyofthebrokenhearted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But every end is the start of something new. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So here's the new blog link. Not so emo, ya know. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeap. throwing away the old stuff, like it's not like that anymore. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ytd saw my CA1 marks, which as a matter of fact was uber disappointing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really wanna do well for my parents, myself and my cell group. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm gonna try really hard and do all I can. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HOHO. maybe next year get the improvement award thing. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kidding. But i really wanna do well, though! ((:&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting pretty stressed and tensed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;keep me in prayer ya? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow's the start of the examinations in chunks, so thats scary. x))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All the best to everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;you guys don't need luck man, you've got skill (=&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hope everyone will do well! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just really think it isn't nice to badmouth about people, it's ungentlemenly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It's also not very nice for people to curse and swear, especially ladies! So maybe you guys wanna watch out a bit, yea? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and don't say "omg", it's rude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gosh. it's not that i'm all that good luh. I may not say it, but sometimes I do think it too, I really wanna change my bad habits! okay. HOHO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;GOALS! first time i'm doing this man.. LOL. (excluding church ones for the time being. (: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Goals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Score well for examination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Have courage to tell people to stop cursing and swearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tell people to not say omg anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Change for the better, mainly in;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Attitude towards family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Cherish all my friends. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Don't ever badmouth, or even think of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-TIME-MANAGEMENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-PRIORITIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Don't even think swear words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-SELF-DISCIPLINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-8653429158057870639?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/8653429158057870639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=8653429158057870639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8653429158057870639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8653429158057870639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/05/changed-url.html' title='Changed url'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-8243825268471956042</id><published>2009-05-02T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:29:23.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sfx0os0GbzI/AAAAAAAAANM/3GwkZGQDR3c/s1600-h/P4090816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331264301473099570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sfx0os0GbzI/AAAAAAAAANM/3GwkZGQDR3c/s320/P4090816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sfx0oQuO0-I/AAAAAAAAANE/GpyR6zSoo-M/s1600-h/me+and+shan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331264293932291042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sfx0oQuO0-I/AAAAAAAAANE/GpyR6zSoo-M/s320/me+and+shan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sfx0oLhjRvI/AAAAAAAAAM8/W9KUdDN3wsY/s1600-h/Hidayat+and+me+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331264292536927986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sfx0oLhjRvI/AAAAAAAAAM8/W9KUdDN3wsY/s320/Hidayat+and+me+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sfx0oB1L5yI/AAAAAAAAAM0/LgD5G70rY94/s1600-h/Hidayat+and+me+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331264289934927650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sfx0oB1L5yI/AAAAAAAAAM0/LgD5G70rY94/s320/Hidayat+and+me+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-8243825268471956042?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/8243825268471956042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=8243825268471956042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8243825268471956042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8243825268471956042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_3OMVUreVWfk/Sfx0os0GbzI/AAAAAAAAANM/3GwkZGQDR3c/s72-c/P4090816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3617471925984412391</id><published>2009-05-02T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T05:08:58.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This morning kinda woke up late.. went only for half a lesson for tuition ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then got the "i-told-you-so" nagging from Shayne. Haha. Worse than my father man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So next friday i'd better sleep early. for my own good, and for the good of my ears and eyes. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After cell went for guzheng. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The teacher was okay today. retarded, as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She said everytime i come the next week no lesson one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like. whatever~ hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So. YES! Next week is 5th week, no guzheng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A day off. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After guzheng went for CELL GROUP! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO RYAN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO RYAN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY BIIRRTHHDAAAYY TOOO RYYAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNN~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MAY THE GOOD LORD BLESS YOUU *ACTIONS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MAY THE GOOD LORD BLESS YOUU *ACTIONS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MAY THE GOOODDD LOOORDDD BLEESS YOOUUU~ *ACTIONS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MAY THE GOOOODDD LOORDDDD BLESSSSS YOUUUUUUUUUUU~~ *CLAP CLAP CLAP*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha. One year older, one year more mature, but still just as blur. xDD HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You'll always be part of our family, and you mean the world to us, we really appreciate you! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had alot of fun in CG, as usual! :D&lt;br /&gt;But don was moody. ): So 3.6, keep him in prayer! haha. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Priscilla preached today and she was very very good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was awesome. (: And it answered alot of my doubts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then she prayed for us and stuff, with donavon too. that was very nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;After that we ended off, and i did my studying and everyone else did whatever else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like playing the soccer board thing, daphne on piano, lianghui and his nonsense. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Super funny. (: And thank you Xuan Jie, Pris and Jordan Cheong for teaching me S.S!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; Jordan for offering me his notes, if it can come in time for my exams that is! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S. Jordan and Shayne, don't act fierce! =_=!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P.S.S. Raphael and Shayne, I don't act cute. its natural. HAHA. No luh. Kidding. But you really find that I act cute?? Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. So study study. crapped with winnie, as usual. super funny. x)&lt;br /&gt;she's uber cute. My shi fu! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; finally, time to go, packed up cleaned up, liang hui act strong... LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then everyone left for WS! except for me, winnie, daphne, xuan Jie, Nga Lam and a couple of others I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Took us some time to realise Shayne was actually long gone since during pris's preaching. HAHA. Not that he's not important to all of us.. then again.. haha. kidding kidding. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In conclusion, meaning &amp;amp; fruitful day. yet another day to be thankful to God for. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;note to self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;be a good daughter, be fillial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As much as my friends mean to me, my family should always come first..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, I just pray that you give me patience and understanding...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flee from temptation; prioritise; Tame my tongue; He never forsakes anyone.. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll get to know him more and more each day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not just as my God, not just as my Lord, but as my father; my heavenly father.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep everyone in prayer. esp. Don, Su Ying, Sebrina, Celeste, Winnie. As well as all CG members, family, friends.&lt;br /&gt;Basically everyone, actually. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3617471925984412391?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3617471925984412391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3617471925984412391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3617471925984412391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3617471925984412391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-d.html' title='TODAY :D'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-2151327974825999600</id><published>2009-05-01T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:42:44.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>study</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today had study date with sebrina and shan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But hehan, jordan and donnie came along. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Quite fun luh. I felt like i didn't do enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Got dragged to tampines 1 to relax a bit. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was fun, cause i never been there before and stuff. but okay luh. i still think studies should've been priority. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Super scared for Mid Years. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So anyways. After that i went to meet my parents at ehub. ate mr chicken rice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then went to walk walk, go dte, then go arcade but didn't play. then went coffeebean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and finally, cabbed hhome :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay. so 4 papers down, 9 more to go. Jia you people! I'll pray for you all. (: JIA YOU. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-2151327974825999600?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/2151327974825999600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=2151327974825999600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2151327974825999600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2151327974825999600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/05/study.html' title='study'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-1474193927915354140</id><published>2009-04-25T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T08:21:19.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpfZwp_zI/AAAAAAAAAMo/d0ONsOMONtk/s1600-h/925349~Footprints-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328648403577077554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpfZwp_zI/AAAAAAAAAMo/d0ONsOMONtk/s320/925349~Footprints-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I LOVE THIS STORY.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpff46-4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/M29Lb4is8b8/s1600-h/Awesome+cell+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328648405222357890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpff46-4I/AAAAAAAAAMg/M29Lb4is8b8/s320/Awesome+cell+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; LOVE THEM TO BITS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpfAQPWcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/WNnsbOa9Hls/s1600-h/O+LEVEL+KIDS.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328648396730227138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpfAQPWcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/WNnsbOa9Hls/s320/O+LEVEL+KIDS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S3 O LEVEL MUSIC! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpKj22JpI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WXIYKVNPoHM/s1600-h/Me+and+xuan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328648045510141586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpKj22JpI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/WXIYKVNPoHM/s320/Me+and+xuan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ME AND XUAN&lt;br /&gt;SPEECH NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpKWGq18I/AAAAAAAAAMI/gd7yqAq-gzM/s1600-h/me+and+alicia.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328648041818412994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpKWGq18I/AAAAAAAAAMI/gd7yqAq-gzM/s320/me+and+alicia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ME AND ALICIA&lt;br /&gt;SPEECH NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpKXgxvHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6SMT0eWCrl8/s1600-h/me+and+sai.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328648042196352114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpKXgxvHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/6SMT0eWCrl8/s320/me+and+sai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ME AND SAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SPEECH NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpKC1v2bI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9ETha4FFfKY/s1600-h/deuteronomyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328648036647164338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpKC1v2bI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9ETha4FFfKY/s320/deuteronomyy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; THANK GOD (: &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpJ0WN44I/AAAAAAAAALw/LThyuhlZ1QQ/s1600-h/leadership-risesmart.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328648032756818818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpJ0WN44I/AAAAAAAAALw/LThyuhlZ1QQ/s320/leadership-risesmart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; YES! I AGREE. (:&lt;br /&gt;"Do not go where the path may lead; go instead where there is no path and leave a trail”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. ultra paiseh during cell. don't even ask. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, haven't uploaded pics for super long. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And lately been moodswinging, like since ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Its terrible, i hate moodswings. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, had alot of fun with cell, as usual. &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-1474193927915354140?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/1474193927915354140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=1474193927915354140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1474193927915354140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1474193927915354140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SfMpfZwp_zI/AAAAAAAAAMo/d0ONsOMONtk/s72-c/925349~Footprints-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3711825400765784014</id><published>2009-04-11T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T07:48:00.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magnifythelord'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justprayhard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='closetonothing.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andyourproblemswillbeminified'/><title type='text'>HAPPY EASTER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's cellgroup was quite fun, Don's message was good and not to mention ultra funny. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guzheng class is noott going well man. I'm like. invisible in class. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways. whatever to that luh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think i've been having moodswings like the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; still, i'm happiest with the cell group. Lol. The game was fun. but i got stuck. but it was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hate memory games!! hahaha. Drats man, stm. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay. Then went to friend's place. Quite fun luh. quite high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeah. but i strongly encourage you guys not to drink!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so tomorrow's easter sunday, but i can't even attend church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Daddy doens't allow. ); But its like. EASTTER~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so gonna stay at home and do all my homework and start studying for mids. Scared scared. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gosh. Suddenly miss my tampines house super badly cann. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i WANT AN I TOUCHHHHHH~ hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay. But i already have what i need, i shhouldn't ask for mroe! I'm gonna save up for the itouch, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Or work hard for mid years and perhaps ask my parents to pay for half! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha. I wanna save back all the money i lost. but its reeallly difficult. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Monday boring school starts again ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i can't wait for june holidays. Or for CCAs to stop for Mid years. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Stepping down in a year's time. Yeah man~~ haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Quite tired luh, actually. haha. okay. won't blog much longer. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;take take take it all! take take take it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;take what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I dunno. just take la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Take take take it all! take take take it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. funnayyeee.. Gen3.6, you'll know what i'm talkin bout. Super funny. xD hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3711825400765784014?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3711825400765784014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3711825400765784014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3711825400765784014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3711825400765784014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='HAPPY EASTER!'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-1638775816946312758</id><published>2009-04-10T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T09:27:41.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. So today we commemerate the day He died on the cross for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Without Jesus Christ, there wouldn't be us, nor us being where we are today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So really Thank God.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For what's he's done, doing and going to do for us, cause he'll never forsake us. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Both christians and catholics! Today just take a couple of minutes to think about what Jesus has done for us, the reason he died on the cross for us, and just thank Him for all he's done. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Apart from that. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today i spent the whole day with my family, that was pretty fun. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No nagging whatsoever today, except in the morning. (:&lt;br /&gt;We went to Bugis's new mall, Illum. Watched the movie Mall Cop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not bad luh, pretty stupid but quite funny. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Speech day ytd was quite fun luh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(: Performance and stuff. wah. I saw the super ultra pretty side of li xuan. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Super pretty when she dresses up. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And of course the rest too. But super seldom see xuan dress up ma. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The performance was okay. Cheer up, yushan!! Only a few mistakes ma! (:&lt;br /&gt;You guys all did well, really! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And thanks to ms ho luh. Put in time and effort. and the candles made a great addition. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After speech day, quite late. left for buddy hoagies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Super coincidental, met zhangmin baobei they all there. haha. They were eating i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We were havign dessert. actually sat behind them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But the.. table was very low. then with our dress we scared.. you get it? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yeap. so we moved to the table in front. then they left. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Wishing ZM baobei all the best for the case. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and Vanetta!! Pang seh 3/8. ROFL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay. overall it was an awesome day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HAPPY FIFTEENTH BIRTHDAY YU SHAN!(belated)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DARLING YUSHAN~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU~~~~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wishing you all the best. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We'll always be here for you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I don't really like having best guy friends luh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Not boyfriend but super close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its okay if you're a girl. i can be best friends with you for life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But. guys? I'm a girl, and i'm not really very comfortable about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Esp when guys get very close to you and they tend to really care about you and protect you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I mean. i can feel how much you love me, as a friend of course. and i really appreciate it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I like having someone to talk to and all, but. you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and this isn't the first time its happened, it happened i think twice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And i feel very bad and i know you care and all but. aiya i also dunno how to explain this feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just dont want to hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are alright. aiya. forget it. i also dunno how to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-1638775816946312758?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/1638775816946312758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=1638775816946312758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1638775816946312758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1638775816946312758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-friday.html' title='GOOD FRIDAY!'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3061012933728100150</id><published>2009-04-08T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T04:19:02.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay. REST.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These two days have been like. Super tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but yesterday and today managed to go out, so thats cool. x) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow's speech day. Oh no. Dress.Solo.Performance.Stage.VIPs. Freaking out can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I gotta go practice later. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. Nothing much to say actually. Lessons? Getting better. (: After being shifted to the front. haha. :D Okay. Blog another time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3061012933728100150?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3061012933728100150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3061012933728100150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3061012933728100150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3061012933728100150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay-rest.html' title='Okay. REST.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-560770872315947934</id><published>2009-04-01T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T04:13:53.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trusting God..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Personally, i don't trust very easy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But.. okay. This I really want to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;with the upcoming evangelistic meeting, i'm really afraid that if i invite the people in the cell, it'll totally change the bond we have. No offence. A bit like CHC cell groups. =x hypocritical and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So i've been feeling very insecure lately.. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I also know my friends well enough. And i know what kinda guys they'd go for, exactly like what shayne and jordan are, even my cell leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm really worried they'll come for the boys.. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gosh! Okay. I really hate the thought of it. It messes with my head.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayne said that time, to just trust God.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i really think i need to do that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My own selfishness has got the better of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wah! Its really difficult for me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So i realy got to trust Him. Pray hard this will all turn out okayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I guess if they're really serious about joining, before they go in i'll just talk to them about it first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;): ): AHHHH~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today, i waited outside the house for half an hour only to find out later my grandma was at home anyway and just couldn't hear. I really need patience. cause this really annoyed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The way she talks really loud, the way she can't hear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but in my heart i know its not her fault, she can't help it. and she dotes on me like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;And i feel really bad..&lt;br /&gt;but i can't help it!! urghh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;save me save me save me, please!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today's chinese class was very fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And tmr's the evangelistic meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard it'll be a success...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Super tired these two days and its getting me grouchy and easily annoyed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So i really need to get some rest! rawwr~&lt;br /&gt;I'm not angry with anyone luh, its myself rather..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-560770872315947934?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/560770872315947934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=560770872315947934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/560770872315947934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/560770872315947934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/04/trusting-god.html' title='Trusting God..'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-2628538229534838947</id><published>2009-03-28T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T10:57:20.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The show - lenka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze, and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go&lt;br /&gt;Can't do it alone&lt;br /&gt;I've tried, but I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;Slow it down, make it stop&lt;br /&gt;Or else my heart is going to pop&lt;br /&gt;'Cause its to much, yeah its a lot&lt;br /&gt;To be something I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fool, out of love&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze, and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go&lt;br /&gt;Can't do it alone&lt;br /&gt;I've tried, but I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared but I don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It's bringing me down&lt;br /&gt;I know, I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;The sun is hot in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Just like a giant spot light&lt;br /&gt;The people follow the signs&lt;br /&gt;And synchronize in time&lt;br /&gt;It's a joke, nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;they've got a ticket to the&lt;br /&gt;show.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze, and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go&lt;br /&gt;Can't do it alone&lt;br /&gt;I've tried, but I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared but I don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It's bringing me down&lt;br /&gt;I know, I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little bit caught in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Life is a maze, and love is a riddle&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go&lt;br /&gt;Can't do it alone&lt;br /&gt;I've tried, but I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little girl lost in the moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared but I don't show it&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure it out&lt;br /&gt;It's bringing me down&lt;br /&gt;I know, I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;And just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;dum de dum, da dum de dum&lt;br /&gt;and just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;da dum de dum, da dum de dum&lt;br /&gt;and just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back (3x)&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back(x3)&lt;br /&gt;Just enjoy the show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I forgot what i wanted to blog about. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hahaha. Oh ya oh ya. Well. Today was alright. (:&lt;br /&gt;had cell group, tuition, guzheng class was terrible as usual. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm in love with alot of songs now. =_= I don't know why. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Suddenly not exactly looking forward to my darling FLH tomorrow, i don't know why? ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just lazy to go. haha. but i still will, i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yeah. Audacious band (christian band) is awesome. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Aiya. i can't remember what i was going to say. forget it. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, i'll post again when i remember. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-2628538229534838947?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/2628538229534838947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=2628538229534838947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2628538229534838947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2628538229534838947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/03/show-lenka-im-just-little-bit-caught-in.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-4739374411610491931</id><published>2009-03-26T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T06:01:57.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alittleconfused.i&apos;mnotgonnathinkaboutit.'/><title type='text'>today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay. Today was pretty fun, but got into some trouble. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Morning, got caught for socks by HT. grr la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then during SS got sent out with my group for not doing the group work seriously. xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but it was fun outside. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then after that had servant leadership. that was alright. The games quite fun. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stupid seh. and the guys were probably haviong nose bleeds staring at the trainer. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yesh, tomorrow is friday, thank God. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Drats. just realised its gonna be long. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Woohoo!! So happy. Sunday FLH is gonna be in Singapore. like. that's AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then Monday they'll be on CSS. but probably can't make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'll try though!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha. Today started giving out invitations for "evangelistic meeting" Hope its a success! *pray pray pray*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haha. but sadly, couldn't get guys to come. trying!! mann. so difficult. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Did super badly for CAs, got knagged at for an hour and a half by parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Daddy saved my life, as usual. Haha! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nothing much exciting luh. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I gotta stay focused. (: three more terms till EOY, two crucial years, one crucial exam. O levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;recently, i kinda have my mind fixed on Polytechnic. but i'm still unsure. (: wanna have a decision by june so i can work towards it. I don't wanna have anymore distractions! *pray hard* haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I gotta trust God, that everything's gonna turn out fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-4739374411610491931?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/4739374411610491931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=4739374411610491931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4739374411610491931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4739374411610491931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/03/today.html' title='today?'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-6280244706313799426</id><published>2009-03-18T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:14:15.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUNFUNFUN</title><content type='html'>Going out with cell has been like. the best outings ever. (:&lt;br /&gt;They're really like family to me, and its great.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna thank all of Gen 3.1.6 for that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today went caleb's house, 7 of us. My sheperd wasn't there. ):&lt;br /&gt;But it was still fun. The shopping of food and stuff. all super spastic. x)&lt;br /&gt;very fun. The spaghetti was a terrible mess....&lt;br /&gt;from the diluted soup to the... funny meat. hahahha&lt;br /&gt;The whole process of it was great though.&lt;br /&gt;so many thanks to caleb. :D&lt;br /&gt;I did some of my work, and jordan and shayne were... trying to help me. =_=&lt;br /&gt;yeap. but it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;We had ice cream after dinner.. jordan splurt choco sauce on caleb's beanie which was a major booboo. The beanie was very big. he brought the whole thing to the kitchen and put that small part under the tap. =_= Hard to explain, but it was really spastic. Super fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then discussed about Pasir Ris crest, how we can evangelise. (: So that was cool.&lt;br /&gt;And did prayer, and one song.. Sharing. stuff like that. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;got lost. xDD but i got it in the end, okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup thats all.&lt;br /&gt; But i was quite tired today. at the beginning. and in the middle i had a very oozy tummy, felt like puking. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but overall was FUN. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-6280244706313799426?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/6280244706313799426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=6280244706313799426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6280244706313799426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6280244706313799426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/03/funfunfun.html' title='FUNFUNFUN'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-8673503577753684449</id><published>2009-03-14T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:34:45.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cell group</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha. yesterday we went to see Shayne and Jordan perform for "zero to hero".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was quite cool. and they were not bad. (: Thery got 3rd place! proud of you guys. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been relatively stressed out of late, whether academics or such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Going to cellgroup helps me relax and makes me feel alot better, aside from my other friends who are also always there for me, of course. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Had a blast ytd with donavon and the rest of the cell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No regrets. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They were really ncie and paid for my taxi fare. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cause it was very late and daddy didn't sound happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Special thnks to donavon, Shayne Tan, Jordan Cheong, Susan and Vivien!! (: Love you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But it turned out when i reached home, they didn't scold me about coming back late at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Of course, i did get nagged at as usual. For an hour and a half. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SMS-ed Don, Shayne, Jordan, Susan and vivien to tell them i was home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As usual, 3 outta 4 replied. =_= Which means Jordan didn't reply. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don said that they're concerned and its for my own good and stuff. and i gotta be a good daughter. So yup. (: Its true la. just that sometimes, i find i don't need certain stuff to be said, when i'm feeling bad enough. But its not their fault. (: Thanks, don. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All of  them said that i should go home earlier next time. Rofl. but i just assured them, cause iot really had nothing to do with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha. But i wanna thank Judea, Kazreel and Jordan's parents too! They offered to send me back. but i felt super bad. Its not very nice to have them drive all the way to hougang. Thanks, though, aunty and uncle! (: It was very sweet of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Overall, as usual, cell group was good, including the message pris shared about death of the flesh. it really relates to me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nursey ( Caleb ) wasn't feeling well. So get well soon! (: But still had the energy to be a goofball, as usual. (; Haha. Could tell that Don and him were both desadddd tired from church band practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sebrina isn't feeling well either, so keep her in prayer, please! get well soon, dear. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord father i just pray that you bless su ying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;through all this trials that she goes through, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;father lord i just pray that your holy spirit be upon her to give her striength and grace, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The determination and courage to stand up for what she thinks is right, for her own beliefs. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; pray father lord that her parents hearts be softened, and she'll come to accept Su ying's religion in time to come, so that she'll be able to attend cell group and service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father i just pray that you grant Su ying with patience and understanding, that through these trials she'll come out stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Father, i have faith in Su ying, that instead of backsliding, father, i pray that her faith in you and her passion for christ will continue to grow stronger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Jesus name I pray, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;my Cell group's like a family to me. So thank God for them. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;just yesterday, my great grand aunt passed away. ): My grandma's cousin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I can tell she's really sad. ): So I'll keep her in prayer. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Overall, i think this march holidays is a chance for me to unwind, let my hair down! but of course, not forgetting, its a chance for me to have stronger bonds with my family and friends and catch up with my work. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-8673503577753684449?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/8673503577753684449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=8673503577753684449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8673503577753684449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8673503577753684449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/03/cell-group.html' title='Cell group'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-979305246628717095</id><published>2009-03-01T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:57:06.796-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='*miracles* Thank you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord. ^^'/><title type='text'>New year, New rules, New pressure, New stress, New timtable, New phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its been pretty messy since the start of the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From the punishmetns to the detentions and responsibbilities to leadership.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cell and church has really been helping me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I didn't do very well for the first Semester, but i'll continue to work hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The school also has some silly rule. No camera phones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So after hiding it all ove the place for the past few weeks, i actually find non-cam phones quite nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So i decided to buy one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KP 105 or something like that. Its pretty cool. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The graduates from gen 3.6 have been awesome, they've been coming back to school and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hopefully the cell will get bigger. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, I've started to lead this mini-cell in PRCS for believers and to bring in PRCS non-believers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So hopefully that will turn out well too. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its been realtively stressful with my long hours and tight schedules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hardly have time for anything, not even friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And i'm not allowed to go out with them cause mom says i go home late everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So thats pretty messed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trying to get used to it. :D keep me in prayer!&lt;br /&gt;I'm intending to quit sunday class. But i feel pretty bad. in a dilemma. help! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been talking to Michael (matured alot. :D) and Matthew lately. They're nice people. Pretty fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha. Of course, not forgetting Su ying, Winnie, Shayne and Albin who's been by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so has kns &amp;amp; old clique. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pray for a better end to S3!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i'll keep my friends and family in prayer too. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-979305246628717095?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/979305246628717095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=979305246628717095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/979305246628717095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/979305246628717095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-year-new-rules-new-pressure-new.html' title='New year, New rules, New pressure, New stress, New timtable, New phone'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3946506170908060195</id><published>2009-01-10T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T04:48:00.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guzheng teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okie. So today we had CCA open house. reached school late. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So anyways I did councillor duty then moved on to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Girl guides duty at the last part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Super busy. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But it was cool! to see all the CCAs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The NCC, NPCC, Modern dance strutted their stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even netball was doing a match. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Teased Charmaine.. (=&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways. After tht i had bible study with Winnie! Rofl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She was like nervous. &amp;amp; i rubbed it in by staring at her with the stone face. x))&lt;br /&gt;Sorry winnie!!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. Came home.. Super tired. Didn't go back to meet winnie. I feel super bad. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Going to do homework soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeah. Stupid guzheng teacher. [ZP guzheng school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She's a #$%^&amp;amp;*()_ _)(*&amp;amp;^%$#!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She wants to kick me out for not attending lessons consistently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;PLEASE. I have valid reasons can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stop being so unreasonable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;What's your problem?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And you always pick on me. You biased butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Grr you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3946506170908060195?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3946506170908060195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3946506170908060195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3946506170908060195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3946506170908060195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/01/guzheng-teacher.html' title='Guzheng teacher'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-4094496144717611789</id><published>2009-01-07T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T04:05:34.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grumpy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I get tired too easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When i get tired, i don't know why, but i get really grumpy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So i got pretty easily annoyed today, with my sister, and a few PSLs.. Sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I hate it when i'm this way. I really need to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I went to class, no table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When i got a table, they already took one for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; I really don't like my new class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Whether its classmates or teachers, i feel pretty uncomfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its really gonna take me some time to adapt to it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sigh.. i really miss 2/9..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Secondary three life is indeed, pretty different. Like changing from primary school to secondary school.. but worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;These two years are crucial. I really gotta focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In 3/8, you really can focus. Thats great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But then again.. all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When it comes to play &amp;amp; Camps, I don't look forward to having it with 3/8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I seriously don't feel like going to camp at all. i don't know how on earth i'm going to live through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Pray hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;O level results are out in 4 days. So to all my sec 4 and 5 seniors whom i love dearly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Good luck and all the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So anyways, school started three days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I started taking 1/5 as my psl class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was pretty happy cause there was Adora inside. She's a guzheng friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The class started off as quite i quiet bunch. But as the days passed, they started to open up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i think i'll really miss them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They were pretty enthusiastic and fun. I had fun leading them. Esp with Hidayat! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The claps. games, " bomb"s were all really really fun, despite the fact after every day as a psl, you really are dead tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My sister, however says she danced the whole day and she's more tired and lalala. So here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Let me make her happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh yeah! oh my goshh... You're so poor thingg.. You're the person in the worst state.. Oh no.. You must be really tired! More tired than anyone else, ya? oh goshh.. Poor thing.. You work so hard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Proabably something she'd like to hear. urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't talk about it. It'll make me grumpy again. I'm starting to feel better. I will, if i stop reminding myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, today was the last day of psl and i hope they had fun.. their camp is going to be really fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-4094496144717611789?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/4094496144717611789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=4094496144717611789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4094496144717611789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4094496144717611789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2009/01/grumpy.html' title='Grumpy'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-4153059291008878125</id><published>2008-12-29T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T04:26:36.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz; tagged by hehan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;1: Besides your lips, where is your favourite spot to get kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Erm. Ew. I'm 14, what kind of stupid question is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;2: How do you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;3: Who was the last person you took a photo with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family member, i think. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;4: Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know? But my mommy says I am. Cause i don't do housework. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;5: Would you ever donate blood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe! (: But i'm very scared it'll be pain pain. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;6: Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap! (: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;7: Do you want someone dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;No way! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;8:What does your last text message say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recent: Haha yea. I jux went for a bath. Im gonna rest for e rest of e day.&lt;br /&gt;Last: Hey. You going to jordan's house today? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;9:What are you thinking of right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to wee wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;10: Do you wish someone was with you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, actually. Probably not. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;11: What time did you go to sleep last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:45am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;12: Where did you buy the T-shirt you are wearing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;13: Is someone on your mind right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.. I just need to wee wee very badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;14: Who was the last person to text you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayne (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;10 PEOPLE TAGGED TO DO THIS QUIZ :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;01 Celeste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;02. Marilyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;03. sebrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;04. Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;05. Jaime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;06. See hwee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;07. Hehan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;08. Lixuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;09. Genevieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;10. Laura!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: Who is 2 having a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She's single. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;16: Is 3 a male of a female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;17: If 7 and 10 get together will that be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;That'd be cool! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;18: What is Number 1 studying about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;erm. We all study the same things? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;19: When was the last time you had a chat with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them who? hahaha. I think i talk to most of the people listed above quite often. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;20: Is Number 4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;NO! Are you kidding?? xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;21: Say something about Number 2 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;22: What do you think about Number 3 and 6 being together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'd be weird. They're both female and straight. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;23: Describe Number 9 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She's goth maann! xD Haha. She's awesome. Very nice. My room mate. xDD Love her loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;24: What will you do if Number 6 and 7 fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;They hardly know each other, i don't know? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;*****************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;The rules and regulations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;1. Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about themself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;2. People who get tagged need to write their own 10 weird things/habits/little known facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;3. At the end, player needs to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;4. No tags back!uh okay! let's get started, shall we? 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;01. I'm really quiet with people i feel awkward around, or not close to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;02. I have self esteem issues..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;03. I have an insanely high metabolism rate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;04. I'm super self-conscious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;05. I'm Daddy's little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;06. I fidgit alot in my sleep. Now i've got a blue black cause i hit my head against the bedside tale corner from it. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;07. I get distracted very easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;08. I can't live without my phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;09. I'm a family person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;10. I think its ridiculous to get into a relationship at this age. I'm staying single till 16 at the least, After Os.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;10 people i tagged :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Celeste&lt;br /&gt;02. Marilyn&lt;br /&gt;03. sebrina&lt;br /&gt;04. Spencer&lt;br /&gt;05. Jaime&lt;br /&gt;06. See hwee&lt;br /&gt;07. Yushan&lt;br /&gt;08. Lixuan&lt;br /&gt;09. Genevieve&lt;br /&gt;10. Laura!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-4153059291008878125?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/4153059291008878125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=4153059291008878125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4153059291008878125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4153059291008878125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/12/quiz-tagged-by-hehan.html' title='Quiz; tagged by hehan'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-7009925571771617770</id><published>2008-12-26T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T09:39:31.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LALA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey.. The wedding was a blast. I had a good time. So cute la. My aunties all danced and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Saw my cousin in law. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nothing much to say la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Christmas was alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Feels less like christmas every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But at elast i spent time with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Time's passing really fast. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-7009925571771617770?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/7009925571771617770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=7009925571771617770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7009925571771617770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7009925571771617770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/12/lala.html' title='LALA'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-5707844858284257254</id><published>2008-12-09T19:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:03:31.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation: Relive rotting blog :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. So i realised i have nothing to blog about, and the less i blog, the more my blog dies. No one really wants to come and see it anyways. Rofl. Even if they do, they won't tag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, past few days has been..relatively normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apart from the fact that my sister has been ignoring me, having cold war since... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4th of December until... Yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So as of yesterday night, we're... SORTA okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright. anywhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really miss Cambodia so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it was really an amazing experience. i'll never forget it. :D&lt;br /&gt;Been hanging out and dchatting with mostly.. Planting hope '08 people. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Too used to seeing and talkimg to them like everyday. Rofl. Thatwas fun too, living all together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're probably gonna have another gathering like on the 23rd or 24th of December. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its also to thank the teachers. Since we came back, we haven't thanked given the teachers anything to express our appreciatuon and gratitude. So a bbq qouldbe cool. Then we can give them a big card at the end of it or something. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got into 3/8. (:&lt;br /&gt;Happy.. yet i feel very very bad. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sebrina and others who applied didn't get in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Probably cause of me.. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really need to work hard next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Absolutely, one things for sure. I'm gonna be keeping this no-boyfriend status of mine for another 2 years. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't let anything distract my last two CRUCIAL years, even if its being in the same class as... for 2 years. yeap. Thats settled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I Haven't even STARTED on holiday homework, i don't know whether to do 3/7 or 3/8?&lt;br /&gt;I think i need to go to school to collect but i just haven't found the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THANK YOU ALYAH! For lending me all your sec 3 and 4 textbooks and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saved me alot of money and.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THANK YOU ALBIN! For lending me your two literature books with notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saved me money too. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have this feeling these two years are gonna pass in a flash, so i'd better treaure it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can make guy friends, to open up my options when i grad from this school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But i need to know my limits to proximity. I can't get too close to them, can't give them the wrong idea. I need to realise that guys and girls, just aren't the same. Nan nu shou shou bu qin. If i have been giving the wrong idea, i'm sorry! I'm really NOT interested in ANYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really need to learn how to say no. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:D Haha. Maybe I should just sotp interacting with boys. T_T Go to an all girl's school! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I actually really really miss SAC. haha. I'll go over during CNY, to visit the friends and teachers :D&lt;br /&gt;Miss them so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best teachers of PRCS have all started to leavee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mr Razak.. er. Mr Neo, kinda.. Mrs Neo.. Mr San... Mrs Tan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sigh. Soon this school's gonna go down if theres no miracle of a teacher to come save us. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mr Ng and Mr Ling are nice people, but Its hard for them to control all the students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Council board? Also disintigrating slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really mean no offence, with all due respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm just giving my honest opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People starting to quit. or just lose their sense of urgency! This never happened last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They just can't be bothered anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I sorta agree to a certain extent.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Doing duty used to be so fun. A pleasure doing. Everyone would rush up to volunteer themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now, the ex-cos have to PIN POINT people. Cause hardly anyone wants to go. We only volunteer ourselves now, cause we have to, and we're willing to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So doing duty is no longer a pleasure, but an extra burden, basically.. a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But i'm not going to quit the council board. I still think doing duty is okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We've worked so hard, and served for two whole years.. Why quit now?&lt;br /&gt;The council board is not JUST about servitude.. Its about.. manpower. teamwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're losing manpower. The family is just. totally seperated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its not the same without the old excos and without mr razak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But we'll continue to work hard and serve. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have to learn to adapt to new ways of serving, new teachers, new purposes and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll be leaving this friday for Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My cousin's wedding is going to be on the 13th of December, saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can't wait for that. :D&lt;br /&gt;I shopped for a dress. Found one. It costs $69. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can wear it out too, though. quite casual in that weird formal sense. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Won't be able to go cell group again. T_T&lt;br /&gt;But the day after i come back, I'LL BE GOING FOR FARENHEIT CONCERT!! :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which reminds me, ANYONE INTERESTED IN BUYING MY EXTRA FARENHEIT CONCERT TICKET? TOTAL IS $141. PLEASE TAG IF YOU'RE INTERESTED. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I only got pass for guzheng exam. So very scared for NUS results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't know how to tell my parents. good luck to me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you, bin2. For being there for me, protecting me and teaching me how to protect myself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're right. i need to know my limits, and how to say no. I'm a girl. Its different.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-5707844858284257254?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/5707844858284257254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=5707844858284257254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5707844858284257254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5707844858284257254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/12/operation-relive-rotting-blog-d.html' title='Operation: Relive rotting blog :D'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-1960477992594726462</id><published>2008-12-03T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T03:28:13.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me to your heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank you Chres Orphanage..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll always remember you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&amp;amp; i'll take you to my heart. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okun chiran chiran, Cambodia. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I promise i'll keep in touch with you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll go back and visit you all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm missing you all so much already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take me to your heart - Michael learns to rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hiding from the rain and snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trying to forget but I won't let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Looking at a crowded street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Listening to my own heart beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So many people all around the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tell me where do I find someone like you girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take me to your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;take me to your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Give me your hand before I'm old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Show me what love is - haven't got a clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Show me that wonders can be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They say nothing lasts forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're only here today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love is now or never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bring me far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take me to your heart take me to your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Give me your hand and hold me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Show me what love is - be my guiding star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;take me to your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Standing on a mountain high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Looking at the moon through a clear blue sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I should go and see some friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But they don't really comprehend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't need too much talking without saying anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All I need is someone who makes me wanna sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-1960477992594726462?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/1960477992594726462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=1960477992594726462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1960477992594726462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1960477992594726462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/12/take-me-to-your-heart.html' title='Take me to your heart...'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3477169815336395900</id><published>2008-11-16T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T05:50:01.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet and two days after that.</title><content type='html'>11th-13th Class chalet. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't exactly very class-ish, but it was quite cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;Didn't sleep for two days. yesterday got high fever. sian-ded. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th:&lt;br /&gt;We met at 1 at ws, only to find that carrying raw food, the bus only scheduled to arrive at 1.45!&lt;br /&gt;Then when we arrived, we found out the check in time was 3pm. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;We were all afraid the food wouldn't be fresh anymore. Thank god it was.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went swimming and all that.&lt;br /&gt;We went to have dinner after going to fetch shane, which in the end we didn't. I carried his skateboard all around like a complete idiot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Soon it was night. Kar kheng and Yen soon came over.&lt;br /&gt;Then they wanted to go cycling. So go lor.&lt;br /&gt;Then YS tompang-ed me.&lt;br /&gt;That made everyone start teasing us. Like. wwhhhaaatt.. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch the sunrise and went to the beach. Went cycling.. Then we returned. By the time we went back, it was time for breakfast. 5 am. HAHA. So we went to eat.&lt;br /&gt;I ate a hash brown.&lt;br /&gt;OKK &amp;amp; YS went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th:&lt;br /&gt;zeveryone was excited for the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;But didnt know what to do in the day. So we basically just rotted. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I slept for 2 hours. T_T&lt;br /&gt;Stefanie took out her nintendo Wii and everyone was playing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming, again. Hahaha. then da da da. It was night, again.&lt;br /&gt;We gave ZM a present and cake, sang for her bday song!&lt;br /&gt;Then the people in the room were talking.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i don't think its a crime to care about other people.&lt;br /&gt;OKK came over with a whole big group of friends to send him there cause it was his birthday. haha!&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to ehub with lx and sebrina to pei yensoon.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had the class farewell cake.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end someting cropped up at th echalet, lx and sai went back. i went to accompany ys.&lt;br /&gt;But later on thank god everything went fine.&lt;br /&gt;Then shane, lixuan, michael(ithink) they all came to look for us.&lt;br /&gt;then i can't remember what happened after that.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. then go back chalet. Talk talktalk.&lt;br /&gt;Then some stuff happened. Still very very disappointed with some people...&lt;br /&gt;aiya. I kinda feel like it was my fault. i could've stopped her. ARRGHH. So angry....&lt;br /&gt;I could've stopped her, you know? I watched her.. I just watched her..&lt;br /&gt;I tried to stop her but i could've done more.&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like talking bout it le la. After that 13th nothing much happened la. I went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that at night i went to celebrate Shayne's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;The next day got grad night. quite fun. the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3477169815336395900?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3477169815336395900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3477169815336395900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3477169815336395900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3477169815336395900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/11/chalet-and-two-days-after-that.html' title='chalet and two days after that.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-8316985026600194800</id><published>2008-11-06T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:56:45.079-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depite what you&apos;ve done.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hate it that i still miss you'/><title type='text'>Celeste's house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On monday, we went to the gym. That was cool. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Worked out quite a bit. 2 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But not much, considering i hardly exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;THen went &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kbox&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Laura, Sebrina, Celeste and Li xuan&lt;/span&gt;. :D It was quite fun fun fun. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I went to the gym again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I stayed for &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20 minutes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i was like an hour and a half late.&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Nabilah and Celeste&lt;/span&gt; worked out for a full 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha. Hey. I've got my own uncomfortable femenine reasons for not going early, okay. =_=&lt;br /&gt;Then went to makan, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nabilah&lt;/span&gt; went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and celeste went all the way to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; chinatown&lt;/span&gt; to pick up stuff for the cambodia kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Travelling for an hour all the way to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;south bridge road&lt;/span&gt;, only to find that what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The shop moved 11 months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;can you believe it?? Then we got the new address of the place. Where? ROCHOR ROAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So we travelled all the way back. to bugis. Then walked!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SIGH. We were uber angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But happy cause the shop had everything we needed for tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we headed to Tampines to go to celeste's house. So we could both learn balloon sculpturing (I saved her butt too, kay! xPP She owers me. Kidding!! haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had loads loads of fun at her place. Made alot of noise. Broke the 5 dollar pump.. Burst alot of balloons. Made weird but cute stuff! :D I can make nicer rabbits, kay! xPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Celeste kenna cheated of money. stupid unreasonable lady!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Did i mention&gt; We did 3 good deeds today! (: Feeling of satisfaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We helped a uncle get to his stop, even sent him to the next train and stuff. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We lent an aunty a handphone to contact her son. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We let an old lady use the toilet first cause she was urgent. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAHA. So cool la. xPP Woo! today was a fruitful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow going for packing again. Then having meeting. getting Cambodia t-shirts! :D&lt;br /&gt;Then... oh ya. gonna meet celeste, yensoon, hehan &amp;amp; hehan's dearling for lunch. xPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then in the evening got piano. sianded!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-8316985026600194800?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/8316985026600194800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=8316985026600194800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8316985026600194800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8316985026600194800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/11/celestes-house.html' title='Celeste&apos;s house'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3799178369501867924</id><published>2008-11-04T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T04:24:38.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Name 15 people. At the end of the survey choose 10 people to tag. Name the people before reading the questions.[Random Order ]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1.)Sebrina Kwa!&lt;br /&gt;2.)Celeste Lee!&lt;br /&gt;3.)Sim Lixuan!&lt;br /&gt;4.)Laura Chan!&lt;br /&gt;5.)Charmaine theng!&lt;br /&gt;6.)Marilyn Low!&lt;br /&gt;7.)Lee Yushan!&lt;br /&gt;8.)Zhang min!&lt;br /&gt;9.)Chia hui yi!&lt;br /&gt;10.)Shayne Tan!&lt;br /&gt;11.) Jaime!&lt;br /&gt;12.) Kar kheng!&lt;br /&gt;13.)Rachel lee!&lt;br /&gt;14.) Hehan!&lt;br /&gt;15.) Spencer Nah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q1) What is your relationship with 14? (hehan)&lt;br /&gt;He's my poopoohead, i'm his ricegrain head/small girl. We? are just friends, DUH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q2) Do you love 6? (marilyn low)&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding? yes! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q3) Did you see 13 naked before? (Rachel lee)&lt;br /&gt;Yes. i don't even want to elaborate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q4) How did you know 5? (Charmaine Theng)&lt;br /&gt;Same class. (: my darling bisexual girlfriend. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q5) Is 9 a boy or girl? (huiyi)&lt;br /&gt;NONE! its a tau gay. hahaha. No la. Kidding. Girl! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q6) Is 7 your best friend? (yushan)&lt;br /&gt;Yes! one of them. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q7) What is 12's full name? (karkheng)&lt;br /&gt;Oh Kar Kheng!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q8) Can 4 be in a relationship with you? (Laura Chan)&lt;br /&gt;Of course, she's my girlfriend! :D But literally? nope, i'm not lesbian!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q9) Who does 2 always hang out with? (Celeste Lee)&lt;br /&gt;KNS. and i love them all. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q10) What school does 10 go to? (Shayne Tan)&lt;br /&gt;Pasir Ris Crest Secondary school!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q11) What is 11's telephone no.?&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather keep that a secret. its none of your business! She's MINE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q12) What did 1 tells you that you'll always remember? (Sebrina kwa)&lt;br /&gt;(Your english is horrendous, its tell you, not tells you.)&lt;br /&gt;I remember everything she says. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q13) Are you very close to 15? (Spencer nah)&lt;br /&gt;Yup! We're sistas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q14) What is the very special thing about 3 that you like most?&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, that she's retarded! But almost everything. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Q15) What do you hate about 8 most?&lt;br /&gt;... Thats a really mean question.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tag 10 people:&lt;br /&gt;-Li Xuan&lt;br /&gt;-Sebrina&lt;br /&gt;-Laura&lt;br /&gt;-Marilyn&lt;br /&gt;-Yushan&lt;br /&gt;-Jaime&lt;br /&gt;-Hehan (again)&lt;br /&gt;-you &amp;amp; you &amp;amp; you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3799178369501867924?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3799178369501867924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3799178369501867924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3799178369501867924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3799178369501867924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/11/name-15-people.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-1266371270434073109</id><published>2008-10-30T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T07:55:22.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;vehadENOUGH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jerk.'/><title type='text'>woohoo - i did it, kay! :D</title><content type='html'>MY NAME --- Vanessa!&lt;br /&gt;1. Four letter word ; Vein&lt;br /&gt;2. Boy name ; Victor&lt;br /&gt;3. Girl name ; Victoria&lt;br /&gt;4. Occupation ; Vet&lt;br /&gt;5. Colour ; Violet&lt;br /&gt;6. Something you wear ; Vest&lt;br /&gt;7. Beverage ; Vodka&lt;br /&gt;8. Food ; Vegetable&lt;br /&gt;9. Place ; Vernice/Virginia&lt;br /&gt;10. Something found in bathroom ; Velvet cloth&lt;br /&gt;11. Reason for being late ; Very sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;12. Something you shout ; Vanakam!!&lt;br /&gt;13. Font ; Verdana&lt;br /&gt;14. TV show ; Vasantham can?&lt;br /&gt;15. Song Title ; Valentino - Bowling for soup (the internet is a usful resource! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-1266371270434073109?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/1266371270434073109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=1266371270434073109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1266371270434073109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1266371270434073109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/woohoo-i-did-it-kay-d.html' title='woohoo - i did it, kay! :D'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-4101991941994590357</id><published>2008-10-30T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T05:49:58.975-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='itshard...'/><title type='text'>Questionare and post.</title><content type='html'>1) Last night, did u go to sleep happy?&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) When was the last time you changed clothes in front of someone?&lt;br /&gt;A long long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Anyone told you a secret this week?&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Did you have a good day yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;YES! kbox. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What was the highlight of today?&lt;br /&gt;CIP Cambodia! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Do you ever turn your cell phone off?&lt;br /&gt;yes, to save battery, or when i'm really really scared it'll ring in an important event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What happened at 3:00pm today?&lt;br /&gt;I laughed my butt off with the sec 2 cambodia team(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) When was the last time you took a picture with your number 1 friend?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. All my friends are number 1? So i guess ytd? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you hate anyone?&lt;br /&gt;nope! hate is a strong word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Do they know who they are?&lt;br /&gt;Who? =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) What is your favorite thing to eat with peanut butter?&lt;br /&gt;I don't like peanut butter~ &gt;x(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;good question. A couple of days ago? i would say thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Have you ever collapsed on the bathroom floor?&lt;br /&gt;nope! I'm not an idiot like lixuan. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you have a good relationship with your mother?&lt;br /&gt;erm. honestly, nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) When was the last time you bought something?&lt;br /&gt;Wow. is food counted? Haha. i don't know about others though, quite long ago.. I seldom shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Have you ever told someone you love them?&lt;br /&gt;yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you continue fighting in an argument even though you know you're wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, its just not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Where are you right now?&lt;br /&gt;At home. (: not really. my aunt's house, but i live here temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Is there anyone that calls you baby?&lt;br /&gt;yeap. eileen. T_T Some of my pri sch. friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) In the next 2 months what are you looking forward to the most?&lt;br /&gt;okok. Class chalet, outings and CAMBODIA, BABY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Why?&lt;br /&gt;Thats a stupid question. Its fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Who did you last call?&lt;br /&gt;jie jie Jannie, my cousin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) What are you thinking of right now?&lt;br /&gt;Shhh. Thats for me to know and for you to find out. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) You partied? When and where was the last time?&lt;br /&gt;nope. I don't party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Have you ever sat and waited for someone to come online?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. don't want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) When was the last time you laughed so hard you thought you were going to cry?&lt;br /&gt;Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Did you tell someone something today?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Do you like make-up?&lt;br /&gt;Its alright. but not really. I thnk Natural is best. But a little lip gloss or eye liner won't hurt. not that i do use them, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Do you like dressing up?&lt;br /&gt;yes! (: its the only pretty side of my uglyness. and its still ugly, but better than usual (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Have you ever considered a sex change?&lt;br /&gt;erm. Nope. I don't object to people who do it, but not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) What will you buy next?&lt;br /&gt;its between clothes, dress, presents or a star orange carebear. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have any crazy family members?&lt;br /&gt;yes! my sister is mentally unsound. HAHA. For real? Nope, not that i know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Are you bored?&lt;br /&gt;Not really(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) What's on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;Shh. thats for me to knwo and for you to find out. I thought i already said that? =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;My usual shirt and shorts... why? -.- Is that even RELEVANT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) Any plans for today?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Go snack. probably do theory homework. maybe practice gz. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) What's the connection between you and the last person that called you?&lt;br /&gt;She's my cousin. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) What's your favorite Gatorade flavor?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. grape, probably. but blueberry isn't bad. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) What's the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know, theres a couple.&lt;br /&gt;Sebrina: Hey darling :) Are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;Shayne: Thank u. Ur oso girly, in a gd way.&lt;br /&gt;-: I love you soo much =) [DELETED]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) What's beside you right now?&lt;br /&gt;What? My phone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) Where do you want to be right now?&lt;br /&gt;SOMEEEWHHEERREEE OVVERR THE RRAINNBOOWWW!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) What is it that you find so hard to forget?&lt;br /&gt;That thing you did.. ): Shh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG:&lt;br /&gt;people i tagged for the previous questionare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to kbox ytd. was super fun! took alot of retarded photos... (:&lt;br /&gt;Sebrina can sing, baby!&lt;br /&gt;li xuan's not too bad herself! xD&lt;br /&gt;Had soo much fun. (; took alot of retarded pcitures with amd of lixuan. &lt;div&gt;suprisingly, the boys sang too! it was really cute. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were singing all the small things, pump it, my humps, etc. (: haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had alot of fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lixuan played the spongebob game at arcade. and she made me play para para. like. ohmygawd. haha. We were waiting for sebrina darling to go eat dinner. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then i made lixuan die 2 times! HAHA. Waste her money seh. xPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packing for Cambiodia tuierns out more fun than hard work. Well both together, actually.&lt;br /&gt;We laughed our butts off. Really. I almost cried. Went for lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;i kept playing with the shoot shoot! xPP&lt;br /&gt;then saw wei qi, shayne, wei ji, yan xiang all that. They came back to take O levels. All the best!&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine is a merlion! xDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-4101991941994590357?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/4101991941994590357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=4101991941994590357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4101991941994590357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4101991941994590357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/questionare-and-post.html' title='Questionare and post.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-8334966677457909992</id><published>2008-10-30T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T05:16:14.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imy.'/><title type='text'>weird but fun questionare xP</title><content type='html'>1)Whats your full name?&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Chua Xinyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Do you like your first name?&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding? vanessa is an awesome name. (=&lt; All Vanessas rock. HAHA. Kidding. but my parents chose this name for me. i like it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)How long have you liked the person you currently like?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Probably since.. Three days before his birthday? so.. 26th September, i totally fell for him completely. How long is that?&lt;br /&gt;34 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Have you kissed anyone in the last 48 hours?&lt;br /&gt;I havem't lost my first kiss yet, and i'm proud of it. :DBtw, i don't intend to till i'm much older! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Did you cry today?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. its an improvement. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)What are you doing this morning at 8am?&lt;br /&gt;bathing! preparing to go school to help pack for CIP cambodia :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)What are you doing an hour ago?&lt;br /&gt;I was really tired and sleepy?  So I was taking a nappy! *oink* xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)What are you currently doing?&lt;br /&gt;This? and listening to my own blog songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)Who last texted you a msg?&lt;br /&gt;I think.. Celeste! She said she was going to be late(: Poor thing, injured her back. Hope it gets better! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Have to told anybody that you love them today?&lt;br /&gt;Sadly not.. maybe to mommy, grandma and daddy tonight before i sleep :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)Do you miss anyone now?&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding? duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)Any plans for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! go back to school to pack. Then go piano class(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)What was the reason behind the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;Can i not say? probably over * and the other girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)Is there anyone you want to be with now?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)Have you kissed anyone who's name starts with C?&lt;br /&gt;I HAVEN'T LOST MY FIRST KISS. STOP AKING ME THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)Name someone who make you smiles today, how?&lt;br /&gt;All the combodia team people and Shayne(: The combodia people made me laugh my butt off. I smiled at Shayne when i said hi? =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)Name a friend who's name starts with 'Z'&lt;br /&gt;zhangmin baobei(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)Which of your friend stays closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;Last time? Moron Yan yuan..&lt;br /&gt;Now? Aaron wong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)Do you prefer to call or to text?&lt;br /&gt;I like both. Sometimes i prefer texting, cause i'm afraid when i talk on the phone, i don't know what to say then there'll be an awkward silence. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)Was yesterday better than today?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i guess you could say so(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)Can you live a day without tv and your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, why not? i loveee technology, and would prefer not to live without it, but i can if i had to(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22)Are you mad about anything now?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Wait. Not really, anyways. (: Upset, disappointed and sad. But not at this moment now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23)Do you ever think that relationships are really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on the guy, but at this age, probably not. Our emotions aren't stable enough to take bgr problems, wait till we're more mature and older.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)Last person you visited in a hospital?&lt;br /&gt;My friend's mom whom i'm really close to ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25)When is your last and second last hug?&lt;br /&gt;This morning.. To charmaine and celeste. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)What does the last text msg in your inbox says?&lt;br /&gt;Shayne: haha. thank u. Ur in sch rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27)How do you feel about your life now?&lt;br /&gt;Could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)Do you hate anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope! (: hate is a really strong word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29)Last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, Jannie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30)Who usually sent you the most texts in a mth?&lt;br /&gt;Last last time hehan&lt;br /&gt;Last time Destin&lt;br /&gt;Now Shayne i think. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; which month?&lt;br /&gt;Last last time 5 or 6 months  straight?&lt;br /&gt;Last time May to September/october.&lt;br /&gt;Now? this month. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31)Is your room messy now?&lt;br /&gt;Can say so. but better than usual, i guess. gotta clean up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32)Who will be mad if your room is messy?&lt;br /&gt;My dad! Clean freak. xP but i love'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33)Your shortest relationship?&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't exactly count it. =x but two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34)Who do you look like?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you mean, but.. a nerd? Wait. I look like. oh i know! Vanessa Chua Xinyi! :D :OO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35)Tag 10 people to do this survey&lt;br /&gt;1.) Laura&lt;br /&gt;2.)Celeste&lt;br /&gt;3.)marilyn&lt;br /&gt;4.)Huiyi&lt;br /&gt;5.)Zhangmin&lt;br /&gt;6.)Jaime&lt;br /&gt;7.) Fiona Ip&lt;br /&gt;8.) Lixuan&lt;br /&gt;9.) Rachel&lt;br /&gt;10.) you. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-8334966677457909992?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/8334966677457909992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=8334966677457909992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8334966677457909992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8334966677457909992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/weird-but-fun-questionare-xp.html' title='weird but fun questionare xP'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-4118199508102644922</id><published>2008-10-29T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:24:35.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self esteem. dirt low??</title><content type='html'>Dirt Low&lt;br /&gt;Your self esteem is... well, kinda low. BUCK UP!! You're a great person, you just don't feel o-so-wonderful compared to others. Start trying to feel like you're equal to others. Because you are! You're even quite a bit cooler!! Don't let words bring you down. Once you aren't afraid to show yourself, the world can see how beautiful you are; inside AND out!! YOU CAN DO IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So sebrina got me stuck on quizzes, right. I took this quiz. its called: how high is your self-esteem. Go try it. I got dirt low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELLIE ROCKS!!&lt;br /&gt;NESSA LOVES SMELLY SOCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE GOLDEN LOCKS!!&lt;br /&gt;NESSA LOVES TO TALK COCK!!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-4118199508102644922?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/4118199508102644922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=4118199508102644922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4118199508102644922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4118199508102644922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/self-esteem-dirt-low.html' title='Self esteem. dirt low??'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-5928564656725735693</id><published>2008-10-25T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T08:33:27.308-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ihopeeverylittlething&apos;sgonnabealright..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[In life we face all kinds of obstacels and difficultires.. the outcome is the reflection of your preperation.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. the holidays have just began.&lt;br /&gt;Off with a terrible start,&lt;br /&gt;but its getting better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been moodswinging since.. ytd..&lt;br /&gt;It feels terrible.&lt;br /&gt;I hope tomorrow will be better..&lt;br /&gt;And maybe.. just hopefully..&lt;br /&gt;i'll end with a perfect 08. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Monday i'm watching butterfly lovers with lixuan they all(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;[Cheer up.. I'm really sorry. I didn'tknow it would end this way for you. I know its hard for you.. Smile..&lt;br /&gt;Please don't be sad. I'm sorry i added to your pain.. But i'm just as hurt as you are. perhaps.. even more.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GIVE YOU HELL - all american rejects ( thanks to daddy. (: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up every evening&lt;br /&gt;With a big smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;And it never feels out of place.&lt;br /&gt;And you're still probably working&lt;br /&gt;At a 9 to 5 pace&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how bad that tastes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see my face&lt;br /&gt;I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;When you walk my way&lt;br /&gt;I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now where's your picket fence love&lt;br /&gt;And where's that shiny car&lt;br /&gt;Did it ever get you far?&lt;br /&gt;You never seemed so tense, love&lt;br /&gt;Never seen you fall so hard&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told I'm lying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see my face&lt;br /&gt;I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;When you walk my way&lt;br /&gt;I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;If you find a man thatfs worth the damn and treats you well&lt;br /&gt;Then he's a fool youfre just as well hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;Hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow youfll be thinking to yourself&lt;br /&gt;Where did it all go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;But the list goes on and on&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told I'm lying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see my face&lt;br /&gt;I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;When you walk my way&lt;br /&gt;I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;If you find a man thatfs worth the damn and treats you well&lt;br /&gt;Then he's a fool youfre just as well hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you'll never see&lt;br /&gt;What you've done to me&lt;br /&gt;You can take back your memories&lt;br /&gt;They're no good to me&lt;br /&gt;And here's all your lies&lt;br /&gt;If you look me in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;With the sad, sad look&lt;br /&gt;That you wear so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see my face&lt;br /&gt;I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;When you walk my way&lt;br /&gt;I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;If you find a man that's worth the damn and treats you well&lt;br /&gt;Then hefs a fool you're just as well hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see my face&lt;br /&gt;I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell (hope it gives you hell)&lt;br /&gt;When you walk my way&lt;br /&gt;I hope it gives you hell, I hope it gives you hell (hope it gives you hell)&lt;br /&gt;When you hear this song and you sing along well youfll never tell&lt;br /&gt;And youfre the fool Ifve just as well I hope it gives you hell&lt;br /&gt;When you hear this song I hope that it will give you hell&lt;br /&gt;You can sing along I hope it puts you through hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-5928564656725735693?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/5928564656725735693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=5928564656725735693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5928564656725735693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5928564656725735693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-life-we-face-all-kinds-of-obstacels.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-8391462122639452542</id><published>2008-10-21T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T03:28:14.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EMP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;This wednesday is EMP concert, at 5. (: For sec 29, only the 10 of us are doing solos.. Sadded. Okay. Good luck, people! haha. I'm gonna go practice my guzheng! (: For exams and the solo. Pray hard i'll do alright!! :D:D Haha. (: SCARED SCARED SCARED. What if i get stage fright?? T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;[Wow. Those words.. sound so familiar. I wonder. Could i ask. Do you say that sentence to all of them? You should really CHANGE your pickup line. Its getting old. Its not your fault. I don't blame you. But. WTH. Seriously. Then again..  everyone deserves a second chance. I really don't know what i want.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-8391462122639452542?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/8391462122639452542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=8391462122639452542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8391462122639452542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8391462122639452542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/emp.html' title='EMP!'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-4660375634536476532</id><published>2008-10-21T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T02:43:48.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youhelpedmemakeanimportantdecision;iacceptedchrist.'/><title type='text'>Results &amp; credits! (:</title><content type='html'>Hey people.&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm feeling better, a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. Talked to madam Rozilla today! She said that the teachers check our blogs. haha.&lt;br /&gt;People, becareful of what you post, ya? xDD Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. This post will be long. I'm gonna state ALL my results. xDD Ooh. but i don't have my worst. My CA1. I'll try to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;My mid year results really pulled me down alot.&lt;br /&gt;Here're my scores. (: Comparing MYEs to EOYs. (not including CAs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;: 57/100 [C5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mathematics&lt;/span&gt;: 55/100 [C5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Science&lt;/span&gt;: 55/100 [C5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chinese (mother tongue):&lt;/span&gt; 61/100 [B4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Literature&lt;/span&gt;: 66/100 [B3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Goegraphy&lt;/span&gt;: 66.5/100 [B3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;D&amp;amp;T&lt;/span&gt;: 63/100 [B4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Art&lt;/span&gt;: 55/100 [C5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EOY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;: 66/100 [B3] &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(improved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mathematics&lt;/span&gt;: 70.5/100 [A2] &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(improved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Science&lt;/span&gt;: 72/100 [A2] &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(improved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(mother tongue):&lt;/span&gt; 64/100 [B4] &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(improved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Literature&lt;/span&gt;: 72/100 [A2] &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(improved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;: 67/100 [B3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Home economics&lt;/span&gt;: 66/100 [B3]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Art&lt;/span&gt;: 66/100 [B3] &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(improved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_= &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CA1&lt;/strong&gt;, from what i remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;English:&lt;/span&gt; A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mathematics&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Science:&lt;/span&gt; B3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chinese:&lt;/span&gt; C6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Literature&lt;/span&gt;: A2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Geography&lt;/span&gt;: A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;D&amp;amp;T&lt;/span&gt;: A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Art&lt;/span&gt;: C6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CA2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;: 70.2/100 [A2] (no change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mathematics:&lt;/span&gt; 72/100 [A2] &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(improved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Science:&lt;/span&gt; 83.8/100 [A1] &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(improved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chinese (mother tongue):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;49.5/100 [D7] (deproved..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Literature:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20/100 [F9] (deproved..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;: 75.5/100 [A1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Home economics&lt;/span&gt;: 79.5/100 [A1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Art&lt;/span&gt;: 63.5/100 [B4] &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(improved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. now i'll compare my Overalls. just by grades. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;: B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mathematics&lt;/span&gt;: C6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Science&lt;/span&gt;: C5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chinese (mother tongue):&lt;/span&gt; C5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Geography&lt;/span&gt;: B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Literature:&lt;/span&gt; B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;D&amp;amp;T&lt;/span&gt;: A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Art:&lt;/span&gt; C6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CME&lt;/span&gt;: A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;: B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Class position: 23/40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Level position: 106/ 203&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EOY &lt;/strong&gt;(whole year, including MYE):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;English:&lt;/span&gt; B3 (no change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mathematics:&lt;/span&gt; B4 &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(improved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Science&lt;/span&gt;: B3 &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(improved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Chinese (mother tongue):&lt;/span&gt; C5 (no change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Literature:&lt;/span&gt; B3 (no change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;: A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Home Economics:&lt;/span&gt; A2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Art:&lt;/span&gt; B4 &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(improved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CME:&lt;/span&gt; A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;: A &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(improved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Class position: 18/39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Level position: 88/203&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. This year was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;I hope next year will be better. :D&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;No use crying over spilt milk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iwanna wish all my darling Secondary 4 seniors taking their O levels this year&lt;br /&gt;All the best for their exams.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You will all pass with flying colours!! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell group on saturday was super fun. Too many things to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;Poor cell leader. ((; But so nice to see him so happy after the whole surprise.&lt;br /&gt;The only bad part of that day was Shayne hurting his foot (poor thing!!!) and. Leaving. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday went for service, left early. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okay okay. erm. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CREDITS!&lt;/span&gt; very long never have le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Special thanks&lt;/span&gt; to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Sebrina! : Thank you so much, darling.. For always being there for me. I know you're hurting too. Cheer up, okay? we'll both get through this together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Clique: Thanks, girls. Love you all loads. You guys cheered me up so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Shan: Cheer up, girl. Love you loads. Thanks for being there for me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Kanasaiis! : Hey girls, i wanna thank all of you. for all these two years, i love you guys loads. And always will. (: XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*2/9 boys: Wow. Its been hell of a year with you guys. ((; But i had so much fun, and you guys ALWAYS was there to cheer me up. Not that bad afterall, yeah? haha! Loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Gen 3.6: Thank you.. for everything. Theres so much to thank, I won't be aable to express my grtitude in words. i love you guys! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* Nadia, Maliah 7 the rest of  "the circle": Thank you darlings. For always being there for me. Through ups and downs. (: Love you loads.. Remember, whats said in the circle remains within it. xD Loves! XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Destin: For everything, especially for helping me trust someone again. Thank you(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Fiona, Che Wei and Eugene: The encouragement, and trying to cheer me up. thank you(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*2/9: Once a '2908, always a '2908. I'll remember every single one of you always, and no matter what class we end up in, we'll always have 2908 and 1907 in our hearts, yeah? I treasure every memory i shared together with you guys as a class. I'll miss you all soo much.. ): I love 2908/1907!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[imy loads.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-4660375634536476532?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/4660375634536476532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=4660375634536476532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4660375634536476532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4660375634536476532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/results-credits.html' title='Results &amp; credits! (:'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3495815548797967847</id><published>2008-10-16T06:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:00:06.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;m sorry..'/><title type='text'>Sucky 08</title><content type='html'>today got back the final results..&lt;br /&gt;Suck like shit..&lt;br /&gt;My position was 88.. ):&lt;br /&gt;I worked so hard la.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to think about anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;2008 just totally sucked la..&lt;br /&gt;its been a really hard week for me.&lt;br /&gt;Been really really sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3495815548797967847?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3495815548797967847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3495815548797967847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3495815548797967847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3495815548797967847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/sucky-08.html' title='Sucky 08'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3316975041761655336</id><published>2008-10-14T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T04:44:09.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happyforyouthatyoudidwell(:'/><title type='text'>i'll be okay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll be fine. I'll get through this and come out stronger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just want you to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways. Today recieved 4 results.. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm super sad la.. cause i didn't do well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i studied really hard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Science: 72&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;English: 66&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;History:67&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Art: 66&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SIGH. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3316975041761655336?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3316975041761655336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3316975041761655336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3316975041761655336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3316975041761655336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/ill-be-okay.html' title='i&apos;ll be okay.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-2909342102012242305</id><published>2008-10-13T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T06:53:25.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need to learn to shut up.'/><title type='text'>Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M FINE, KAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FORGET EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUST. BE HAPPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is a winding road that's taking me to places that I didn't want to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whoa (whoa, whoa, whoa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today in the blink of an eye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm holding on to something and I do not know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tried&lt;br /&gt;I tried to read between the lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tried to look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I want a simple explanation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For what I'm feeling inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I gotta find a way out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe there's a way out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you know you're unlike any other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll always be my thunder, and I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't wanna ever love another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll always be my thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So bring on the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And bring on the thunder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is a winding road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tell me where to start and tell me something I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whoa (whoa, whoa, whoa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I'm on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't move a muscle and I can't pick up the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know (I don't know, I don't know, I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm itching for the tall grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And longing for the breez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;eI need to step outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just to see if I can breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I gotta find a way out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe theres a way out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you know you're unlike any other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll always be my thunder, and I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't wanna ever love another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll always be my thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So bring on the rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah I'm walking on a tightrope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm wrapped up in vines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think we'll make it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you just gotta give me time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Strike me down with lightning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me feel you in my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanna let you know how much I feel your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is a winding road that's taking me to places that I didn't want to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you know you're unlike any other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll always be my thunder, and I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't wanna ever love another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll always be my thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So bring on the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And bring on the thunder, and I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you know you're unlike any other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll always be my thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So bring on the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh baby bring on the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And listen to the thunder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fall for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Could it be that we have been this way before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know you don't think that I am trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know you're wearing thin down to the core&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But hold your breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I swear it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because a girl like you's impossible to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is not what I intended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I always swore to you I'd never fall apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You always thought that I was stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I may have failed, but I have loved you from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, but hold your breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I swear it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because a girl like you's impossible to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So breathe in so deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Breathe me in, I'm yours to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And hold on to your words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'cause talk is cheap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And remember me tonight when you're asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I swear it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because a girl like you's impossible to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight will be the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I swear it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Because a girl like you's impossible to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember the times we spent together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On those drives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had a million questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All about our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And when we got to New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everything felt right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wish you were here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember the days we spent together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Were not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I used to feel like dreamin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Except we always woke up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Never thought not having you here now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Would hurt so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And every night I miss you, I can't just look up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And know the stars are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Holding you, holding you, holding you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember the time you told me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;About when you were eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And all those things you said that night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That just couldn't wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember the car you were last seen in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the games we would play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All the times we spilled our coffees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And stayed out way too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember the time you sat and told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;About your Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And how not to look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even if no one believes us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When it hurts so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes not having you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And every night I miss you, I can't just look up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And know the stars are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Holding you, holding you, holding you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need your loving hands to come and pick me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And every night I miss you I can't just look up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And know the stars are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Holding you, holding you, holding you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-2909342102012242305?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/2909342102012242305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=2909342102012242305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2909342102012242305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2909342102012242305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/lyrics.html' title='Lyrics'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-1270252482759085049</id><published>2008-10-13T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T04:45:37.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks, everyone for trying to cheer me up.I really appreciate it. (:&lt;br /&gt;I had alot of fun today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to ehub to slack with li xuan and charmaine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then met Mun mun, wei ling and Vanetta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sigh. but the last part, we went to 77th street. saw some caps. Passed by royal sporting house. Went to kalms to see tatty teddy cards and teddy bears. Also passed tampines. the moment i was back alone on the bus on the way back, passed a soccer field, basketball court. Sianded. Its everywhere. HAUNTING ME, I TELL YOU! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i sang my heart out today. (:It was kinda cool. The lunch was nice..It took my mind off everything.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go to school tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't ever want to see the people there again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't want to get back my exam papers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its gonna be a sucky end of year..b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ut must remain optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its seriously hard. But i'm trying!!&lt;br /&gt;Lately,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seconds past like minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;minutes pass like hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hours pass like days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; days pass like years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;[iknowyou'refinewithoutme.i'mhappythatyou'rehappy.butidomissyoualot.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-1270252482759085049?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/1270252482759085049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=1270252482759085049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1270252482759085049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1270252482759085049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/kbox.html' title='Kbox'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-885114625323654926</id><published>2008-10-12T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T06:55:11.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks, Gen 3.6! Love you guys.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They made me feel so much better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hope everything's gonna turn out fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I gotta stop thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll move on, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today i went to the cornerstone for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was nice. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; today the topic was pity party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;About shame. Which i thought was very.. important. (: I can't find the word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha. Anyway, it was AHA. It was appropriate. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And it made me feel a little better about myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then went for lunch with shayne, jordan, yang rong (yang yang rong? =_=), georgina, donavon, wye kiet (don't know how to spell) and Gerard.. haha. Fun. donavon!! My face IS NOT THAT small, kay! Its your hand thats big. Shayne and Jordan also. Your hand is big. xD My hands are normal sized!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And Thank you donavon, for praying for me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think i'm just about ready to accept Christ ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways then we had a very very long lunch and i took 12 with shayne, jordan and sillia? cillia? hee. don't know how to spell her name. Anyway, they were all really nice to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shayne thought me how to play that weird concentration or dunno what game that li xuan all that always play. xDD haha. He entertained me throughout. So did jordan la. That clumsy guy. Spilt water! Haha. Poor aunty had to clean up for him. But he did help. He went to the stall to borrow the cloth. We were saying he could become cleaner. TEEHEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When the ice water came, He was like "I should've ordered red bull! *knocks cup down accidentily*"  =_= Wasted his money. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jordan and shayne were talking about their shit colour over lunch. =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me and georgina were staring at each other like "omg." hahaha. LUNCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Winnie they all went to help clean up the church. ^^ So didn't meet her in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mean Shayne played a joke on her. T_T We thought she cried! then he felt super bad. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Yay. Tomorrow going to meet yushan and jaime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm very scared for my solo. Super Super scared. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Did i mention? I skipped sunday guzheng for the 3rd conseqetive week now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll pray hard i don't get kicked out.. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I didn't keep in contact with anyone else that would affect my mood today, except for the last part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today, was the best day of my 4 sucky days. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;must you really resort to this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i actually miss you. alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-885114625323654926?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/885114625323654926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=885114625323654926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/885114625323654926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/885114625323654926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanks-gen-3.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3633161414091293628</id><published>2008-10-11T04:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T05:00:42.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. Thank god i went for cell today.&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;is he the reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;do feel sad at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;you seem fne without me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe it was God's will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lets just leave it the way it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Slowly, i'll forget you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3633161414091293628?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3633161414091293628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3633161414091293628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3633161414091293628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3633161414091293628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-2249668946267077839</id><published>2008-10-09T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T02:00:25.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sigh.'/><title type='text'>YES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay! Freedom, baby! Tell me about it. xD&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Today we had two papers, for the first time in this week.&lt;br /&gt;Home economics and mathematics paper 1. Weird that our paper one comes after our paper two. Haha. They both kinda sucked, actually. Especially home economics. There was this question, the second last one, it asked "Name one ethnic group and state one thing that you should and should not do when eating at the home of a person of that ethnic group" Something like that. T_T My answer was like: Malay. Use your right hand to eat. You should not use your left hand to eat. ^^ So smart sia my answer, sure get zero de, power! xD haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to fail math, though. I already lost some marks. T_T :(&lt;br /&gt;okay. no one ever mention the M word and P word ever again, kay!! :(&lt;br /&gt;I hope i'll do well&lt;br /&gt;okay. Shan't think too much, its over already anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is officially the last exam, art.&lt;br /&gt;But its something we don't have to study for so its like. We can finally let our minds rest! (:&lt;br /&gt;Might be going bintan over the deepavali weekend cause got nothing to do. Okay, I need need need to practice for my guzheng exam and performance! oh maann. So scared.&lt;br /&gt;EMP used to be all about fun. Now its about appearing proffesional and not losing face.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. I can't stand it!&lt;br /&gt;Monday going out with yu shan and jaime. Hope i'll have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian la. Lucky got eugene entertain me. I can't believe i just said that.=_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5 o clock i'm gonna rush my art then do piano theory ( don't feel like it. but bo bian )&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. Today Rachel, me and jaime pang seh-ed huiyi, yushan and baobei (earlier on. this one's different it was a misunderstanding.we thought she going with ********. sorry baobei!). haha.&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL'S IDEA!! xDDD Hahaha. End up the rest angry. T_T wth sia. no offence la, but this kind of thing also must angry? =_=&lt;br /&gt;Okay. not important. Anyways, wahaha. spamming taiwan channel V. xDD Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll go do art now.. (: Bye, people! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-2249668946267077839?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/2249668946267077839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=2249668946267077839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2249668946267077839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2249668946267077839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/yes.html' title='YES!'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3955207005354964771</id><published>2008-10-07T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T03:28:05.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wiseconscience'/><title type='text'>LALA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guys. All the same laa. Lol. So tyical boys, and they say girls are hard to understand! xD haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways. Today we had literature exam. Muahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay la. It wasn't as difficult as i expected. I did 2+ pages for my first quesiton and 1 page + for my second question. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Science? Totally screwed up. But theres nothing i can do about it. So oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but if i don't do well i'll be super sad. Cause i studied really hard..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh yes. Birthday tradition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRHTDAY TO YOU..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRRHTDAY TO YOUUUU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRRTTTHHDDAAAAAYYYY TO MY DARLING CHHHAAAAARRMMMAAIIINEE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPPPYYY 14th BIIRRRTTTTHHHHHDDAAAAAYYYY TOOOO YYYOOOUUUUU~~!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wishing you all the best in everything you do, especially the exams now.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And enjoy your present from the kanasaiis. HAHA. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love you loads, ya? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay. We took some pictures at marilyn's house that time, making our own lunch. As well as at giant. I put them together into a paranoma picture. (: Like advertiement like that. Haha! Actually quite long ago, but i kept forgetting to post it even though i promised to.. haha. Sorry, loves! (: Here you go. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So spastic right. Hahaha. xDD okay. doesn't matter. its cool, kay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254347798603756818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="111" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SOsxe-4h9RI/AAAAAAAAAIE/nI1SFkIlK1A/s320/Nessy(1006)-1_stitch00_edited.jpg" width="370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3955207005354964771?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3955207005354964771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3955207005354964771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3955207005354964771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3955207005354964771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/10/lala.html' title='LALA.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OMVUreVWfk/SOsxe-4h9RI/AAAAAAAAAIE/nI1SFkIlK1A/s72-c/Nessy(1006)-1_stitch00_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-7535206771748779148</id><published>2008-09-29T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T07:12:14.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yo! haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay. End of year exams started already. Friday was the first paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;English and MT paper 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was... okay la. (: But MT was crap. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today sucked. Haha. History and english both very difficult. very scared! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay. Birthday tradition. Happy birthday, Destin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHHHDAAAYYY TO DESTINNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 14TH BIRTHDAY TO YOU~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haha. Happy 14th bday. already 14 so must act a bit more mature, can?? LOL. Sorry bout today, ya? Wishing you all the best, with exams and everything else that you do. &amp;amp; thanks, for everything, study buddy. xDD Haha. Hope you pass your exams with flying colours! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Okay. The red words are forbidden to be commented on, okay. xDD HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Anyways, wishing everyone all the best with your end of year examinations! We'll all pass with flying colours, ya? Okay. now must all be guai kia and do math assessment!! :D xP Okok. I also be guai kia le!! I go do assessment. Next paper 3 october Maths paper 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh ya. in advance dedicated birthday tradition to He Han. Pai Seh, poo poo head i'll give you your present at class chalet, k? Promise la. Along with alot of other people whom i owe presents to. xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHHHDAAAYYY TO POO POO HEAD HE HANNN&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 14TH BIRTHDAY TO YOU~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haha. Even though you're really annoying, you're really fun to hang out with. So thanks for entertaining me in class and being the annoying shit you are. xD haha. Good luck with your end of year examinations. Must be top boy again ya? (: Hehan's all grown up man! Must be more mature! ((: Haha.Okay. Jia you! and LL with T-----. xD Okay. All the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-7535206771748779148?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/7535206771748779148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=7535206771748779148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7535206771748779148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7535206771748779148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/09/yo-haha_29.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-8870648503338976690</id><published>2008-09-23T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:22:12.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha. okay. Actually nothing much to say la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today had home econs practical and stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This friday is the officil start of the exams.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still kinda slacking la. So very disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But then again, like hh said la. Not good to get stressed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So i'll take it a step at a time. For now focus on history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today teased baobei like xiao. Her face red like tomato. Haha (: LL! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then tomorrow going changi airport with shane, donavon and yushan. but shan seems reluctant. If she's not going, i won't ither. So weird la, two guys one girl. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, still depressed about my baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still hoping my 4th baby, chocolatewill get repaired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now addicted to 9 o clock show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Decided that tmr i'm gonna start ardcore studying. Afternoon till night. Hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight must pray. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That i will be able to focus, concentrate. Alot of other stuff. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha. I gotta do my part for the exams and leave God to do the rest! (Amen to that.) x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FOCUS! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;okok. I'll end here. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;是时间让我们认识了自己，也肯定了对方。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I think I've just about decided. But. Its still flickering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-8870648503338976690?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/8870648503338976690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=8870648503338976690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8870648503338976690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8870648503338976690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/09/yo-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3954546281655811298</id><published>2008-09-20T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T06:02:08.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't believe i lost my baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I left her in the car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;been depressed for 5 days now. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My i450..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. Please. lets not talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways. The EOY exams are coming and we really should work hard, ya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This year is streaming! Must get into our desired class next year. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think i'm aiming for 3.8. Roughly decided. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its almost the end of the year. Can you believe it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Doesn't time fly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It feels like just last week we entered sec 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And look. Now we're all going into sec3!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before you know it, Os, poly, uni and WORK. Then marriage, kids, family. Omg man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All grown up~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha. The class misses Michael badly. We all got a shock when he left. )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But we do see him and he comes back on fridays for cca! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which reminds me. Girl guides is FINALLY stopped till after EOY exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I actually wanted to post about my i450 but right now, i can't think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll get really sad when i do. seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sigh. I miss her so much. ): My baby i450!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I lost my science assessment book. sianded. Been chased for it for weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I need to save for a lot of upcoming stuff this year. Driving me nutz man!! T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. stress stress stress. But its good. Keeps me alert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I gotta remind myself not to slack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Work hard, people!! Jia you! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3954546281655811298?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3954546281655811298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3954546281655811298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3954546281655811298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3954546281655811298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/09/sad.html' title='Sad.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-1760142203164124092</id><published>2008-09-02T06:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T07:31:07.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today went to sungei Buloh.&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAO Very boring seh. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Its the boringest excursion ever.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, it was raining. So we didnt get to do much.&lt;br /&gt;The 2/6 people didn't wait for mrs neo. So when we were abut 3/4 there, mrs neo called.&lt;br /&gt;We had to turn around. So in the end, we took 1 hr plus to get there&lt;br /&gt;So we had like half an hour to be at sungei buloh then leave. Like.. whaaaattt. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;So we watched some weird video and then looked at some water. thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that went study.&lt;br /&gt;But couldn't really concentrate. which sucked. T_T&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after that watched Thheee siimpppsooonnnssss~ xD&lt;br /&gt;Quite nice. Stupidly funny. xDD&lt;br /&gt;Then the doggy so cute. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anways. Bored-ness. Only done science.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight must practice piano and finish maths. and its already 10. T_T oh man.&lt;br /&gt;haha. Piano exam in two weeks and i'm here playing com. xD&lt;br /&gt;Wooptydoos. I borrowed my pri sch best friend's psp. score! xD Haha. No la. but that one is to help her put in some games and stuff. (: I'm so nice. HEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Nothing to say. byeb ye. Hehan is a sadist. the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-1760142203164124092?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/1760142203164124092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=1760142203164124092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1760142203164124092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1760142203164124092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-went-to-sungei-buloh.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-883310697507002487</id><published>2008-08-31T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T01:43:27.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LALA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Congrats to CELESTE AND SEBRINA for getting FIRST PLACE! love you girls! You guys were GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Congrats to beloved lil bro for getting 3rd!! well done. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Congrats to Xin Ru! you were brave and you sang well. (: its not all about winning, right? :D jia you! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I missed school ytd.. =/ Overslept, actually. Feel so bad la. XD I actually wanted to go to school. :D Heard it was fun. and wanted to collect my report book so bad laa. ): sadded. Got 2 F9. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woohoo! awesome. ((: Went to gym today man. Only ran 1.6km but at least its something, right? :D:D YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sigh. Things aren't meant to be this way. Why is it that everyone's so happy, but I'm still not contented? I feel happy like this.. but. its just that its not right. Everyone deserves a second chance. If only she learnt from her mistakes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why the conflict?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Lord, i pray you bless my friends. help them to realise their mistakes. Not just one, but all. Things shouldn't be like this. We can't be happy when someone has been hurt. Why can't we all change for each other accept one another and just be happy together?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;对不起，宝贝。even though you left us out and did some stuff that hurt us too, it shouldn't be like this. 我不知道事情怎么会变成这样。对不起 对不起。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-883310697507002487?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/883310697507002487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=883310697507002487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/883310697507002487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/883310697507002487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/08/lala.html' title='LALA.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-1600142786913334176</id><published>2008-08-23T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T03:02:12.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YO! Haha. OKay. Haven;t blogged for so long. my bloggy is so dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, i actually attempted to blog many times, but it failed. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cause of the stupid computer. The internet connection is terrible. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even the wall of shame was a failure xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh wells. x) Recently, i've been back into the slacking mood. So now. must go back to work mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Brandy boy was right. He said i always worry for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Haha. I really add unecessary stress on myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I really need to learn to. RELAX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sianded. Alright, i'd better start on my work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I made a September Holiday resolution. To excercise everyday during sept hols. x) Go gym or something. Haha. Then after that once a week go jogging. And must study everyday too. ((: TRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;不能为爱情而傻傻地放弃自己的目标。考试完再说吧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;让我自然地从他的诚意与真心中被感动到，而让我心对他认输。&lt;s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-1600142786913334176?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/1600142786913334176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=1600142786913334176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1600142786913334176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1600142786913334176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/08/yo-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3629036117297382850</id><published>2008-08-22T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T03:11:38.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>#1 Where would you go if someone sponsors you an air ticket?&lt;br /&gt;Why would they? But that'd be kinda cool. ^^ To Taiwan, i guess. (:Or america.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 What's your favourite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;Thats hard. I think. slack &amp;amp; snack. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Do you think money can buy happiness?&lt;br /&gt;No! Are you insane??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 If you were given a chance to receive something, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Eternal problem-free life of luxury~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 Things you can't live without:&lt;br /&gt;-Technology, esp my phone&lt;br /&gt;-God&lt;br /&gt;-Friends&lt;br /&gt;-Family&lt;br /&gt;-Loved ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 What are you afraid to lose?&lt;br /&gt;The ones i love. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Wow. If only :DD Hm. Donate half to charity, half of the remaining to my family. Half of the remaining remaining to save and the rest to shop, and spend. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 What do you dream of doing in the future?&lt;br /&gt;Be an artiste? Probably. Something i love to do. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 List down 3 good points of the person who gave this survey&lt;br /&gt;Thats hard. HAHA. Nice. Witty. Fun to be around (Hehan)&lt;br /&gt;Lovable. Nice. Trustworthy. (Lixuan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;haha. I get happy even by the smallest sweet gestures of care, affection, love and concern. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11 What type of person do you hate most?&lt;br /&gt;Backstabbing, twofaced, immature in thought, annoying people. Its worse if they are obnoxious, unhygeinic and disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 If you could have a superpower what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;The ability to understand. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13 Would you go for happiness or money?&lt;br /&gt;Happiness. But technically, both would be great. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14 Who do you think is the most important people in your life?&lt;br /&gt;wow. My family, i guess. (: The ones i love, and all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 If you have a boyfriend, would you die for him?&lt;br /&gt;It depends on how worth it the guy is. ((: Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16 Who was the last person that hugged you?&lt;br /&gt;Guy? On purpose probably hh. Dare? He who must not be named.&lt;br /&gt;Girl? On purpose? I hug alot of girls. :D i think it was.. Leena. (: Dare? Why would anyone dare me to hug a girl. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 What is the one thing you want badly now?&lt;br /&gt;To do very well academically and money $$ ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18 Who are you close to?&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19 Are you courageous enough to tell the person that you like him?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not despo. But i would. Only if the guy is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20 If you could do one thing all over again, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Wow. I don't know. Theres alot of things i regret doing.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that scare you&lt;br /&gt;Are you kidding? Seven is too little.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly..&lt;br /&gt;-Injections&lt;br /&gt;-Falling down&lt;br /&gt;-Insects&lt;br /&gt;-getting hurt&lt;br /&gt;-Bullies or gangsters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that you like most&lt;br /&gt;I like lotsa stuff&lt;br /&gt;-Stuff toys&lt;br /&gt;-Money&lt;br /&gt;-Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;-alot of other stuff&lt;br /&gt;7 important things in my room&lt;br /&gt;-Bed&lt;br /&gt;-Computer&lt;br /&gt;-Handphone&lt;br /&gt;-Clothes&lt;br /&gt;-Guitar&lt;br /&gt;-Pillows&lt;br /&gt;-Stuff toys&lt;br /&gt;7 random facts about me&lt;br /&gt;-I'm very talkative.&lt;br /&gt;-I don't like awkward silences&lt;br /&gt;-I'm very gu niang. very. really.&lt;br /&gt;-I suffer from underground-level-self-esteem-disorder&lt;br /&gt;-I'm daddy's little girl.&lt;br /&gt;-I love Jake. Only.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm very ugly.&lt;br /&gt;7 things I plan to do before I die:-&lt;br /&gt;-Have a religion&lt;br /&gt;-earn $1000000&lt;br /&gt;-Get married&lt;br /&gt;-Go to taiwan and see my idols&lt;br /&gt;-Confess&lt;br /&gt;-Grow taller&lt;br /&gt;-Be famous! :D&lt;br /&gt;7 things I can do&lt;br /&gt;-Play the guzheng&lt;br /&gt;-Play the guitar&lt;br /&gt;-Play the piano&lt;br /&gt;-i can't do much.&lt;br /&gt;7 things you are attracted to in the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;-Boy-nest-door looks&lt;br /&gt;-Nice&lt;br /&gt;-Gentlemenly&lt;br /&gt;-Sweet&lt;br /&gt;-Sporty&lt;br /&gt;-Caring&lt;br /&gt;-English!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that I often say&lt;br /&gt;-Whateverr&lt;br /&gt;-Fine la!&lt;br /&gt;-haha&lt;br /&gt;-whhaaaaaaatt only&lt;br /&gt;- HI!&lt;br /&gt;-crazy!&lt;br /&gt;-boo!&lt;br /&gt;-Hey.&lt;br /&gt;7 people to do this questionnaire&lt;br /&gt;-Jaime&lt;br /&gt;-Marilyn&lt;br /&gt;-Zhang min&lt;br /&gt;-Celeste&lt;br /&gt;-Sebrina&lt;br /&gt;-Destin&lt;br /&gt;-Laura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3629036117297382850?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3629036117297382850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3629036117297382850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3629036117297382850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3629036117297382850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/08/1-where-would-you-go-if-someone.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3446734488618245845</id><published>2008-08-20T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T03:04:24.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks, Li Xuan. I agree. Don't anyhow touch my stuff. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I posted alot actually.. but then. It didn't get through. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:fire_pheonix_angelz@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3446734488618245845?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3446734488618245845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3446734488618245845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3446734488618245845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3446734488618245845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/08/thanks-li-xuan.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-6669815192176820364</id><published>2008-08-14T06:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:07:05.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i wanna change blogskin soon. when i'm free-er ba.&lt;br /&gt;haha. just got nagged at by my mom. She says i'm slacking too much.&lt;br /&gt;Its like. I should be spending half my life 24/7 surrounded by books.&lt;br /&gt;My head should be buried in a textbook or an educational book for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;How exciting. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Selamat hari raya! To all my darling malay friends. (:&lt;br /&gt;And happy children's day to che wei and li xuan. xDD&lt;br /&gt;Teehee. okay la and me too.&lt;br /&gt;Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early this morning. just to go for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew. just before i left tuition i recieved an sms from my tuition teacher&lt;br /&gt;she said tuition was cancelled cause her mother just passed away.&lt;br /&gt;Thats like. Super sad la! :( So poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;And she was alright when we saw her on saturday!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. So sudden.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what'll happen man. I might die tonight. :O Haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay. last night was like really freaky. I don't know la. Its like a dream but i'm subconscious.&lt;br /&gt;And i get the same dream. Its the.. 4th time i think.&lt;br /&gt;Its like. I try to go to sleep. Then.&lt;br /&gt;When i feel like i'm 3/4 to dream land, something pins me down.&lt;br /&gt;Like holds me down. So i can't get up. At this time i'm already subconscious. I know my surroundings and can see it. but i cannot get up la. And the worse part is that i'm aware of my surroundings so i'm not dreaming anymore. But i was still pinned down.&lt;br /&gt;After a while i try to snap out of it then i'll force my way to get up.&lt;br /&gt;I get so scared when it happens..&lt;br /&gt;The first time it happened like. can hear voices like that. Maybe thats just cause i was too scared.&lt;br /&gt;So last night after the second time it happened i prayed. Then went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I still have that nightmare. its very scary. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-6669815192176820364?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/6669815192176820364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=6669815192176820364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6669815192176820364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6669815192176820364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-i-wanna-change-blogskin-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-2879453011395876478</id><published>2008-08-14T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T03:04:02.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't been blogging for a while now. (: Kinda. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was annoying the shooties outta me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like trying to practice and she was next to me screaming the wrong lyrics for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a difficult decision but in the end decided to follow sai's advice. It seemed the best. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo i went to be a guai loyal Cambodia team member. xDD Although i left early to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But study session was HARDLY a study session in the end anyways. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DIYANA! LOVE YOU LOADS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPYYY BIIRRTTTHHDAAAYY TOOOO DDIIIYAAAANNNAA~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;You're not my boyfriend nor my father, i don't find a need to report to you my every move.&lt;s/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks. (: Hope you get well soon. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-2879453011395876478?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/2879453011395876478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=2879453011395876478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2879453011395876478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/2879453011395876478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/08/havent-been-blogging-for-while-now.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-971245348660856362</id><published>2008-08-07T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:48:07.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Today we had Talent Quest and National day celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Turned out to be surpisingly quite fun. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha. Everyone was like Super high la! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While singing, everyone got up and swayed their arms in the air and soon they created a whole chu chu train of like half the school going all round the hall to the stage!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then the teachers got us to settle down, and the seniors, still in the hyper mood shouted 1 2 3 and they all did the PRCS wavee~~ So cool la! It was like SO AWESOME. haha. then we did it round the whole hall. cool-ness. Rofl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The winner of talent quest was this girl with an AMAZING voice. (: She sang a malay song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But she definitely got into the mood. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Runner up was A something something. Hahaha. Naufal's band. (: It was quite nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and second runner up was huzaifa's group. The dancer (my councillor junior) was like. Really good. (: It was really nice la, his dance. xD I bet Mr Shafie was really proud of his son. ^^ Well done! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh yeah! I went to the old folk's home to bring some old folks to our school for the talent quest and performance. (: They were quite cute. xD some very enthu and hyper. hahaha. Me and huiyi had a hard time at first, trying to start talking to them. But slowly, it got better and we could hold conversations. (: i think it was a cool experience. Haha. I Hope Mr Azhar smiles more, he looks really good when he smiles! ((: I miss mr razak too, though~ lol. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Anyhoos. Yesterday, we all went to poor  emo cedric di's house, with Destin, Che Wei, Eugene, Li Xuan, Me, Marilyn, Celeste, Charmaine, Jaime, Cecilia , Joey and cyril? ciril? cereal? HEEHEE. However you spell his name. Anyway its cedric (who has a very nice voice too)'s Brother who's really good at singing praise and worship. (: sorry if i missed anyone out! Quite alright la. (: wasn't boring. (: Then We played taidi after cell. xD The rain was soo heavy so we were all waiting for it to get lighter. (: I cleared my dares, so did eugene! (: Oh yeah. Sadly, so did Che Wei. =/ haha. End up only Des got one dare. HAHA. loser. He was still boasting about how good he was!! Hahaha. Overall, it was really fun. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Glad me and hehan are friends now (see, hehan? I'm so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHA.) but brandy boy is angry with me. But oh wells. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-thheee eenndd. (:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-971245348660856362?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/971245348660856362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=971245348660856362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/971245348660856362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/971245348660856362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-day.html' title='National Day'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-5219775559386691439</id><published>2008-07-26T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T01:28:29.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the old times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I suddenly really miss the old times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like i feel that in Sec 1, we thought there were alot of problems, But this year its even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last year, the class was more united and all. i feel, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hah. The emp concert was a blast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will it ever be the same? ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I keep staring at the pictures from last years emp and like. got the shock of my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How people have changed.. Even if its not within our class. ): I miss the old them like. so much. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Unfortunately, some have got influenced. The ones who influence them are still as childish, selfish and two-faced as ever.. But i don't hate nor dislike them cause they are actually really nice people. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FATIN AND CYRUS!! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think i've been adding unnecessary stress and pressure on myself. But i can't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then when i think about it, i find that i'm really stupid, getting stressed and upset about nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have major issues man. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I feel much better. The past week i've been rather down in the dumps. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks to my friends, I feel much much better. ((: Thanks. :D I owe you guys like. Big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For the past couple of weeks, i've been meeting up with Jordan and Destin once a week to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think it does help. (: it also helps me get my mind off stuff cause with them, i feel at ease. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks Hui Yi darling, Jaime and Yu Shan for hearing me out. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-THE END- (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-5219775559386691439?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/5219775559386691439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=5219775559386691439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5219775559386691439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/5219775559386691439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/07/missing-old-times.html' title='Missing the old times.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-1693845537104186830</id><published>2008-07-25T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T08:43:45.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanna thank Jordan and Destin for being my study buddies through the common test. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Been rather down recently. My good friends know why and i don't think the rest of the world needs to know? So ya. Haha. Got nothing much to post. (: I'll do Li xUan's questionmagigy thing another day. Sigh. Tomorrow i've gotta get up early just to go for investiture~~ ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Better go sleep now. (: Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalala. xD&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BYE BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-1693845537104186830?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/1693845537104186830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=1693845537104186830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1693845537104186830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/1693845537104186830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-wanna-thank-jordan-and-destin-for.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-8230975548676639828</id><published>2008-07-02T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T07:55:41.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its up to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why wouldnt i just get rid of it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If i didn't still love it, i would have gotten rid of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its amazing how something that causes hurt can be so precious to someone else, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How difficult it is to let go of something you've had for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tolerating with the exasperating long lasting pain it brings.. for those few moments of good memories.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That no matter how few and little compared to the pain it brought. could brought so much joy, even just having it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Over time, the pain grows on you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And you find that.. at your neediest moments.. The most valuable.. is never there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thats when I start to see the other wonders. Others as precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But none that would replace it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its so hard to get it to say something. That. Sometimes you just wonder. whether the pain is worth it. You doubt its presence and who's side its on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its up to you to decide. If you want to end this, just say the word.. I know that you're very angry. It would cause you no pain. Its the best time, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Funny. How one would willingly give up her heart and bear the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So the other wouldn't get hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time heals all wounds. &amp;amp; the sea is still vast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everything will end and everything will heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So it just depends on when..&lt;br /&gt;Its up to you. i'll respect your decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't say you'll stay because of my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Follow your heart. Just. tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LI XUANNN.. :( i'M SO SADDED. WHY DIDN'T YOU INVITE ME TO YOUR WEDDING WITH WEI WEI? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;If my conscience is clear, i have nothing to be afraid of! :D haha. i love you, xuannie. But your &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;friend loves you more, eh? ahahaha. xD You are loved by wei wei!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks for all your support. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-8230975548676639828?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/8230975548676639828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=8230975548676639828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8230975548676639828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8230975548676639828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-up-to-you.html' title='Its up to you.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-4458977942387495198</id><published>2008-06-30T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T03:16:01.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 1 1/2 YEARS ANNI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(: HAPPIEST DAY OF 2008 SO FAR! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A.K.A Me and ZM Bao bei's one and a half year's anniversary!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSAY, BAO BEI!! (: 我爱你! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today turned out great.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I listened in class and didn't get scolded at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Didn't bear with any nagging, yet. Nor any fights. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone helped do some xi zi for me.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was really sweet cause i was rushing and I was very tired. (: THANK YOU!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then. For the moment me, ys, zm, rl and jy had been waiting for!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SAKAE-SUSHI~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woohoo~! Hahaha. Like. YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(: I treated bao bei to 4 plates of sushi. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I myself had 4. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yu shan had.. I think only one plate along with a ale carte. I can't remember. it was terriyaki chicken or something. but it was really nice. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rachel had.. 2 or 3 plates. ((: We exchanged one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think jaime had one plate and ale carte. like shan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We laughed ALOT. made a complete fool outta ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Esp when we were calling for the bill and. the.. free water. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;VERY SHIOK. The trip was worth while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After that we went shop shop a bit. Bao bei bought her mommy a pressy. very cute. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then headed to popular. For. I have no idea. I went in for about 2 minutes. =_= Haha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally, our last stop. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NEOPRINTS!! (: Haven't had a group shot for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was extra memoriable and special. It looked nice too. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So fun. We decorated and all!! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haha. Then i saw my senior (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After having loads and loads and loads of fun, we ended our day and went home.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Smoking is a bad habit!! but i'm not against people who do la. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember that i promise to stay strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you promise to quit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; thanks. (: For everything. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;btw, i still owe you! and i really am sorry. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I really don't get alota guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why is it you always expect the girls to give in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why are you so petty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its amazing how they can be close to girls and yet they chase away any guy thats easy to pick on when they come near you. urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They're so hard to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All so immature and childish. Whats their problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes, I think girls do the guys job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That is just. so wrong. urgh. whats wrong with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just. GROW UP.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-4458977942387495198?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/4458977942387495198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=4458977942387495198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4458977942387495198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/4458977942387495198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-1-12-years-anni.html' title='HAPPY 1 1/2 YEARS ANNI!'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-6482039396535915573</id><published>2008-06-28T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:20:19.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>omg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh my gosh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I seriously. am. being. driven. up. the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I cannot stand it. AHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the only fun part was with my sister on the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stupid story. I won't even bother explaining. Anyway it was about jay chou and two ugly apeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mom and grandma totally ruined my mood. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;! @ # $ % ^ &amp;amp; * ( ) _ - + =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First was my mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went to hougang late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mom called me at 3+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We arrived at 6+ cause we had to cook, makan, clean, wash and hang the laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She woke up at 8 and scolded us for going so late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She said she waited so long that she dozed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know they're stressed and all. but. wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then she came in to scold us about cooking bacon and not taking the clothes in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So all my dad's clothes smell like bacon. Okay la. That one our fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After that, she shouted at us for taking so long to get ready and leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She shouted "IF YOU HATE THIS PLACE SO MUCH AND ITS SO HARD TO GO OUT TOGETHER AS A FAMILY, THEN JUST GET OUT!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The way she said it was like threatening to chase us out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My dad doesn't do that. Unless he's very very very very angry and impatient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But seldom. Otherwise, he'll speak to us very nicely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My grandma and mom are on cold war. HAven't been talking for weeks. My mom says my grandma picks on her. My grandma says my mom picks on her. So.. I'm the person in the middle. And my dad is not even in the circle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My grandma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just now the moment i came back, she scold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ask why we come back 1+. and that we should have stayed there. (I alr told her we would come back?!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We said we took the last bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She said. don't bluff. 1+ no more bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay. So we were lying. But. urgh. =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, then after that she nagged saying that my parents got alot of money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When they obviously don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She says that we don't need to say they don't because apparently, she knows everything thats going on. that they have alot of money but don't give her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then my dad passed me $100 to pass to her. first. He'll give her the rest later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tried to explain it to her. But she took it and said "ONLY 100??" Then she started saying how my parents don't care about her. and that even if they stayed under the same roof they wouldn't care and they'd ignore her and all the crap. She says it as if no one gives a damn about her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Theres more. She nagged at me about bringing her two shirts that were not nice, not wearble, not ironed, crumpled, spoilt ( idon'tknowwhatshemeans ) and dunno la. Then i nicely offered to go back and change for her. She said "DON"t WANT!" she also said "you dont know how to choose. next time you want to go, i go with you. I ownself choose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Go la. No one is stopping you. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My sister went to buy midnight snack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She kept bugging me to call her and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then it brought her to the topic about.. laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That we didn't wash full load.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Cause we forgot about the clothes in my parents room. By that time, i was so annoyed alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dont know how much longer I can take this. How much worse could this get?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Friends, Family, * and School?? I hope I can cope.. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am going crazy. bye bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-6482039396535915573?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/6482039396535915573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=6482039396535915573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6482039396535915573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6482039396535915573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/06/omg.html' title='omg.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-3712614276612903998</id><published>2008-06-21T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T05:01:40.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loveisn&apos;tblind.loveisretarded.-twoandahalfmen'/><title type='text'>So many things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So many things have happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And the holidays have gone in a flash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In the first week of holidays, we had our structured programme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They make it sound so nice. To put it simply, technically, its just an extra week of school. haha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Guess i have to post later or tmr or something. I gotta meet my parents in tm. haha. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-3712614276612903998?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/3712614276612903998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=3712614276612903998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3712614276612903998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/3712614276612903998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-many-things.html' title='So many things'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-7732904254652590943</id><published>2008-06-10T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T09:52:23.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIHIHI&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE ALONE TOGETHER!&lt;br /&gt;WE WATCHED WHAT A GIRL WANTS.&lt;br /&gt;AND NESSA GOT ALL TEARY EYED.&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWW.&lt;br /&gt;SHE THINKS BUTTERFLIES BREATHE THROUGHT THEIR&lt;br /&gt;TOES.&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S DUMB!&lt;br /&gt;BUTTERFLIES DON'T HAVE TOES.&lt;br /&gt;DUH!&lt;br /&gt;OH, I TRIED TO SLIM WRAP HER.&lt;br /&gt;AND I STUCK A BALL OF SCOTCH TAPE TO HER HEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND I SHAVED HER LEG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;THE BIG SISTER.&lt;br /&gt;COME FIND ME AT THEABNORMALMAJORITY.BLOGSPOT.COM!&lt;br /&gt;I HARDLY BLOG!=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-7732904254652590943?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/7732904254652590943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=7732904254652590943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7732904254652590943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/7732904254652590943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/06/hihihi-we-are-alone-together-we-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-9004601923680601923</id><published>2008-06-05T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T06:13:44.803-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moody..'/><title type='text'>10 people 10 random facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know why i'm so moody today. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been awfully quiet the whole evening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Marilyn was quiet too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We both didn't really feel like talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, i think i'll start putting permission for my blog again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;here. i'm bored. I got chosen by Zhang Min and He Han. So. here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quiz: People who have been tagged have start with 10 random facts about themselves. At the end of the quiz , choose 10 people and tag them to do this quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.) I'm very ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.) I have a really low self-esteem level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.) When somethings missing or goes wrong, i get paranoid and panick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.) I am bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5.) I am daddy's little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6.) I love my friends and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7.) I hardly feel hungry. its more of. "mouth itchy" it looks nice to eat or i just feel like munching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.) I blush very easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9.) I think i'm flirt alot. but i try not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10.) I like scrambled eggs with ketchup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and the 10 people are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.) Seehwee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.) Marilyn Low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.) Celeste Lee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.) Sebrina Kwa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5.) He Han. ( again )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6.) Li Xuan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7.) Yu Shan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.) Rachel Lee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9.) Zhang Min. ( again )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10.) Jaime Yeo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-9004601923680601923?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/9004601923680601923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=9004601923680601923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/9004601923680601923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/9004601923680601923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/06/10-people-10-random-facts.html' title='10 people 10 random facts'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-6070124848782881775</id><published>2008-05-29T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T05:47:26.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we are the ATFPs. united'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we stand our grounds. (:'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;stay strong people. ;D&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt; Really. nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-6070124848782881775?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/6070124848782881775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=6070124848782881775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6070124848782881775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/6070124848782881775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/05/nothing-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-8946151880981202226</id><published>2008-05-25T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:24:23.175-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toomuchtohandle?'/><title type='text'>Getting too much to handle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With so much things in my head, is it getting too much to handle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As much as i'd like to bottle it up, and as wei qi says, burst like a balloon when i'm filled enough, blogging is another option apart from crying my eyes out. Trust me. Its not for pity nor for sympathy. I just need somewhere to let it out. Its for me. not for you. See no evil! x_X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;moving house.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'll be moving in a week.. And the things have yet to be completely packed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Barely packed at all, in fact..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The time constraint is killing me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;parents&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My parents are getting so stressed up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that we have become their life size stress ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't blame them.. Their really stressed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm actually really really worried for them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;grandma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and for my grandma too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Chances are she'll barely be living with us anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;no money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;how bout the financial burden?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What if it never lightens..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I plan to work with celeste darling during the hols just to lighten it a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;A couple of hundreds could go a long long way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Studies? My second priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to buck up.&lt;br /&gt;Set my priorities right.&lt;br /&gt;But why does it seem that everything is going completely wrong and out of control?&lt;br /&gt;The harder i study, the worse the results.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm studying wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;And my attention span is too narrow.&lt;br /&gt;I need to concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;I should study harder for the next half of the year.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to get into my desired class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Friendship problems? oh no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;with all these major problems going on, its the worst thing to be stuck in the middle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In other words, i'm in the worst postition..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My heart really hurts to see them all like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why can't they just STOP?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Like.. why hold grudges?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Everyone has two sides to them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why only see the bad sides and point out mistakes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;can't we see the good in them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Stop badmouthing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Stop being hypocrites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just keep your promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Don't betray..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Simple things like these could make such a big difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its amazing how a friendship that takes years to harvest and blossom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Can be shattered in a split second..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;even if its just one nasty word used..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I love them all so much.. I only wish i could do more to help them see the tiny misunderstandings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that have led them to such big problems..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With jealousy brings anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;with anger brings hatred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;with hatred brings the end of a friendship;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All due to a tiny misunderstanding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Teenage life? hell no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Becoming a teen? Not much help. at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With mood swings and immature thinking, it only gets my blood boiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I must learn to control!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here's my list of to do's and problems:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Complete homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-projects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-CCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Tuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Get a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Remedials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-structured programme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-packing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-family probs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-friendship probs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Councillor duties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-Cambodia trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;* i might've missed out some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;what if.. i'm the one who's brought all this upon myself? Maybe this is all my fault.. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This terrible, horrendous, unbelievebly nightmare-ish period of my life. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;why can't there be 23 hours and 59 minutes of day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I hope i have time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I must juggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and. keep the happy-go-lucky personality, right? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;jia you, vanessa. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;okay. I feel a little better. Gotta go back to packing later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Then do math homework, pack bag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And back to packing. my day ends at 11. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-8946151880981202226?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/8946151880981202226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=8946151880981202226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8946151880981202226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8946151880981202226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/05/getting-too-much-to-handle.html' title='Getting too much to handle.'/><author><name>VaNeSsA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15056283316830748561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-497781975926827974.post-8609647999542721199</id><published>2008-05-24T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T06:19:42.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>god. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This morning was so screwed up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I felt angry and upset..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cause i overslept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then i got a big scolding form my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And i kicked a big fuss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then i felt really bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My piano teacher is really angry at me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But i attended cell group at JC's house. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was reaaalllyy fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So thank you Shayne*, jordan*, Winnie*, Xuan Jie, Gerrard, Wye kiet ( i have no idea how you spell it. =X), de hui, Judia, Vanessa, Susan. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They cheered me up loads. esp the ones with *.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jordan was like taking a tune and putting random lyrics to it about what he wanted to eat for dinner. =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So funny. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Shayne was also trying to play the guitar but... okay. no comment. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jordan went out of tune so many times while attempting to sing some songs. AHAHAHA. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then they went for dinner at central and i went home. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today's cellgroup helped alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And i really felt the prescence of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it actually felt really really good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like. it gave me strength and courage to overcome what i'm going through.. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, i still need time to consider my religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't have the time to commit and attend service and stuff. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;##confusion.akiller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/497781975926827974-8609647999542721199?l=smallvanessa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/feeds/8609647999542721199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=497781975926827974&amp;postID=8609647999542721199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8609647999542721199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/497781975926827974/posts/default/8609647999542721199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smallvanessa.blogspot.com/2008/05/god.html' title='god. 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