<?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-9391427</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:21:43.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dip it low ; bring it up slow</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>543</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116177649451192954</id><published>2006-10-25T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T19:41:34.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moved to &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/jumpingbananas"&gt;CLICK.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116177649451192954?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116177649451192954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116177649451192954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116177649451192954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116177649451192954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/moved-to-click.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116177471915112677</id><published>2006-10-25T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T19:12:00.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gosh, it's so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished chatting with my oh so dearest cousin, shimin! and and we've planned out everything for halloween night already! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing now is &lt;em&gt;parents&lt;/em&gt;. haha! but i'm sure this halloween party would be superrr successful hur? and and it's only for &lt;strong&gt;KIDS&lt;/strong&gt; like us! no parents allowed man! :D haha, like how cool? oh, and the rule is that &lt;u&gt;everyone&lt;/u&gt; has got to dress up, if not there'll be a punishment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, imagine us, walking around the estate, all dressed up as some witch/princess/pumpkin/elephant or some sort! haha, like how funny right? and and trick or treating! yeah man, that's the best part! cannot be missed out! :D promised shimin that i'll be the first to ring the doorbells! DING DONG! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha, and our rewards? SWEETS! of course! we'll just stuff our stomachs with candies and more candies! so yeah, talk to us for the next few days after halloween! because our mouth would be all sweet and honey! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super excited man! love my cousins, like alot! eh, theodore ng zhiying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. &lt;strong&gt;nicole khoo&lt;/strong&gt; is helping me make a xanga now! how sweet right? totally!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116177471915112677?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116177471915112677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116177471915112677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116177471915112677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116177471915112677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-my-gosh-its-so-exciting-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116176888247979821</id><published>2006-10-25T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T17:55:42.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/untitled.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/untitled.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"we just need out girlfriends! "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellyeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; a fun fun day! :D walked home in the rain. you know what? it's actually quite fun! hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for almost the whole day in school, we were all watching goong (princess hours)! ah, hot! that show is super sexy! hahah! seriously man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. then joanne and i played with huiwei/shyan/nicole/hazel at the fitness corner, till mr ___ chased us into class. aha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, after school, went to eat lunch with kalyn/joanne at j8! :D then then, when kalyn left, huiwei and clara came to join us! :D had tons of fun with them! instead of hanging around j8, we decided to go to the nearest community centre to play, but we ended up playing at a hdb void deck. FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! and guess what? i soooooo have to go to church this saturday man! seriously. because NICOLE IS ACCEPTING CHRIST TOO! haha! feeling superrrr happy for her, because i'm sure she'll feel the same way as i do! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super happy today! really man! i want to THANK GOD for today! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye. i shall help my maid with the dishes, so my mummy can persuade daddy to allow me to go church! i so must have faith. yes, i do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116176888247979821?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116176888247979821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116176888247979821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116176888247979821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116176888247979821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/we-just-need-out-girlfriends-hellyeah.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116169017072570436</id><published>2006-10-24T19:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T22:06:13.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;i've asked daddy if i could go to church this saturday, and he said no. like i begged him oh so many times, but still he said no. yeah, so in the end i gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to my room, and i started praying so hard that my daddy would just allow me to go to church. then, mummy came into my room and she actually said that she'll talk to daddy about this, and persuade him to let me go to church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i'm really hoping that when mummy help me to ask daddy, then daddy would agree.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1218.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1218.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY OOI SHIMIN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello sexy,&lt;br /&gt;sorry dudette, i don't have any pictures with just you in it. haha, so i just got to pick this. anyway, i love you hell loads girl! we had soooo much fun when zachary, troy and audrey were here hur. nevermind, i'm sure we'll be able to have even more fun during halloween! if we go trick or treating together! :D miss you cousin! HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;tania!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116169017072570436?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116169017072570436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116169017072570436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116169017072570436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116169017072570436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/edited-ive-asked-daddy-if-i-could-go.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116166236599228254</id><published>2006-10-24T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T11:59:26.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>watched &lt;strong&gt;dragonfly&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday night with trina. it's like superrrr nice! ah, hot! and and each time there's the advertisement of &lt;u&gt;the grudge&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;trina and i kept screaming and covering our eyes. haha! super funny man! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we had the drill thing yesterday right?so cool hur? totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/PA230140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/PA230140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeah man! :D pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/PA230139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/PA230139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116166236599228254?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116166236599228254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116166236599228254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116166236599228254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116166236599228254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/watched-dragonfly-yesterday-night-with.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116160690431244368</id><published>2006-10-23T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T20:37:59.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so &lt;strong&gt;amadea ng hui&lt;/strong&gt; just got online.&lt;br /&gt;and her msn personal message is : &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"I got slapped by li anne...theodore loves jackie,&lt;em&gt;tania loves kenric&lt;/em&gt; and trina holds a torch to Gerald..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i read it, i was like what the heck, no wayy kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;there's a monster in my closet- tania&lt;br /&gt;Sing ACS forever more...-amadea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;there's a monster in my closet. says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG! AMADEA! I DON'T LOVE KENRIC!&lt;br /&gt;there's a monster in my closet. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;there's a monster in my closet. says:&lt;br /&gt;hhaha! yeaps! : D&lt;br /&gt;Sing ACS forever more... ... says:&lt;br /&gt;too badd..&lt;br /&gt;Sing ACS forever more... ... says:&lt;br /&gt;u do&lt;br /&gt;Sing ACS forever more... ... says:&lt;br /&gt;dun try to fool your heart little lady&lt;br /&gt;there's a monster in my closet. says:&lt;br /&gt;i really don't! ohman!&lt;br /&gt;Sing ACS forever more... ... says:&lt;br /&gt;ah ha!&lt;br /&gt;Sing ACS forever more... ... says:&lt;br /&gt;i smell a lady in luv&lt;br /&gt;Sing ACS forever more... ... says:&lt;br /&gt;*sniff,sniff*&lt;br /&gt;Sing ACS forever more... ... says:&lt;br /&gt;i can tell she starts with a letter T!&lt;br /&gt;Sing ACS forever more... ... says:&lt;br /&gt;has a twin too&lt;br /&gt;Sing ACS forever more... ... says:&lt;br /&gt;tania ng!&lt;br /&gt;there's a monster in my closet. says:&lt;br /&gt;NAH, kenric is sooooo over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. AMADEA NG HUI arh! -.- haha, nevermind. what the heck, everyone still thinks i like kenric -.- even my aunt for goodness sake! seriously man, when will they start believing me? boo. like i know it took me some time to get over him, but at least now i know that he's not in my head anymore! :D this whole thing is just making me laugh even more. HAHA! it's like some kind of superrr funny joke, that whenever i just think of it, i'll laugh to myself. hillarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i so missed my &lt;u&gt;PRINCESS HOURS &lt;/u&gt;today! ): like how sad right? and and i didn't have any chance to ask daddy if i could go church on saturday! ohwells. tomorrow! tomorrow! i'll definitely ask daddy man! hellyeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116160690431244368?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116160690431244368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116160690431244368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116160690431244368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116160690431244368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-amadea-ng-hui-just-got-online.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116159487818717849</id><published>2006-10-23T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T17:58:21.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;i'm planning to have a&lt;u&gt; halloween party&lt;/u&gt; man! :D&lt;br /&gt;ah, hot!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm so &lt;u&gt;sorry joanne&lt;/u&gt;! ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during school, we had some drill thing. where we had to seal the windows and everything. it was like fun! but hazel and i didn't get to do it because we had asthma. so yeah. but anyway, it's really fun man! imagaine someone really gave out some kind of toxic gas and stuff. whoa right. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to go out with joanne today. but halfway, mummy smsed me and said she wanted to meet me. so, i had to cancel my appointment with joanne ): ohman, i'm like so guilty now. so sorry joanne! yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, mummy said that we'll be moving back to olive road! i'm like wayyy happy beacuse of that! trina and i would then have our own privacy again! :D ah, hot! i'm missing that house man, like so much! seriously, loads of memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have really cool parents! love them! and and i &lt;em&gt;really really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; want to go church this saturday! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116159487818717849?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116159487818717849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116159487818717849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116159487818717849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116159487818717849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/edited-im-planning-to-have-halloween.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116149778554205965</id><published>2006-10-22T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T21:21:23.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;i'm in keppel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, darn boring man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, theodore came over this afternoon. and i just realised that he is oh so strong man. like he can even lift me up when i'm over him. like super easily man. and and he has muscles and stuff. -BEAMS. i have such a hot cousin man! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and theodore is the himbo! =) i love my cousins!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;reading is love &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116149778554205965?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116149778554205965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116149778554205965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116149778554205965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116149778554205965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/edited-im-in-keppel-now.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116144343008817239</id><published>2006-10-21T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T23:10:30.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tell the world that Jesus lives&lt;br /&gt;Tell the world that, tell the world that&lt;br /&gt;Tell the world that he died for them&lt;br /&gt;Tell the world that he lives again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from keppel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman, i kept going on about this! really! i just want to let everyone know that TANIA NG SHIYI is like the happiest girl on earth today! I ACCEPTED CHRIST! and because of that, i'm reallyyyy HAPPY! :D you know you know, the feeling is just GREAT when you worship and praise Him. and it's because i accepted Christ, then did i know that my life is worth living for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bowled monthly medal in keppel today. it was crap. saw the rest there! went down to the arcade. and i did something really dumb, but it was funny. i went to ask this girl for her number, while the rest stood outside watching. and they didn't believe i would dare to ask her, for some reasons hur? -.- so, when i really went forward to ask the girl for her number, they started laughing sooooo loudly, till when i came out, they were all on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i told mummy my results already. but not daddy. it's okay, one at a time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116144343008817239?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116144343008817239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116144343008817239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116144343008817239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116144343008817239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/tell-world-that-jesus-lives-tell-world.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116142369454258148</id><published>2006-10-21T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:48:29.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;IT'S PICTURE TIME! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say&lt;em&gt;:" YAY!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;u&gt;gretchen and amanda&lt;/u&gt; are over at my house now! double yay!&lt;br /&gt;going to keppel soon! triple yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/CIMG5675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/CIMG5675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/CIMG5670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/CIMG5670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/CIMG5631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/CIMG5631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/CIMG5655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/CIMG5655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116142369454258148?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116142369454258148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116142369454258148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116142369454258148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116142369454258148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-picture-time-d-say-yay-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116141637805575236</id><published>2006-10-21T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T15:56:14.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PRAISE THE LORD!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;strong&gt;kbox&lt;/strong&gt; way earlyyy in the morning with clique! :D was still feeling like really upset over my results. and yeah. but we still had fun singing and stuff! (: and yes,&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY EESUAN!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;ohman, you rock so much. really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, left with joanne to &lt;strong&gt;church!&lt;/strong&gt; : D&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and and i'm feeling EVEN MORE HAPPY NOW! like superrrrrrrrrr HAPPY! you know why? because joanne helped me to accept CHRIST today! -BEAMS! i'm like really really really HAPPPYY you know you know! I LOVE GOD! like really! THANKS ALOT JOANNE! ah, i'm so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i just got to pray really hard that daddy would allow me to go to church every saturday! :D gosh, i'm really really really happy! i've accepted Christ you know! feel like shouting out to everyone that &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; so much! really happy! HALLELUJAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy now! : DDD SUPERRRRR MAN! ah, THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116141637805575236?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116141637805575236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116141637805575236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116141637805575236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116141637805575236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/praise-lordd-went-to-kbox-way-earlyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116134246630015875</id><published>2006-10-20T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T21:22:14.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BIG thank you&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to everyone who is tying so hard to cheer me up now. like i know you people are really trying, but seriously, i just can't be happy now only if i know i'm able to go double science. thanks for even trying though. and i'm really sorry if i gave you all attitude at times. so&lt;u&gt; sorry&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, fyi, i haven't told my parents my results yet. so, if i've told them. i'll be feeling wayyyyy down. i'm sure man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;phone call from you wouldn't hurt much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just want to hear your voice.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling way depressed now! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yuck. i really don't know how on earth am i going to tell my parents my result. just imagine their disappointed looks and then cold war for a few days. what the heck. my dad can scold me all he wants, but i just don't want to have a cold war with him. &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and i just keep disppointing them time and time again. i promised them that i would work hard when i transfer to nanyang, but still i screwed up both my prelims &amp;amp; PSLE. next, i couldn't get into the ideal school, so daddy had to donate money and stuff to let me go into crescent. again, i promised him that i'll do well in sec 1, but no. now the same thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how screwed up can i get man? seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116134246630015875?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116134246630015875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116134246630015875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116134246630015875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116134246630015875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/edited-big-thank-you-to-everyone-who.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116133384267779561</id><published>2006-10-20T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T16:59:37.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FATE FELL SHORT THIS TIME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, school &lt;u&gt;sucked&lt;/u&gt; bigtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my overall results. instead of failing chinese, i ended up failing math, which is like 1 of the most important subject this year -.- seriously, when i got back my overall results, i was like what the heck. wanted to cry so badly, but obviously, it's of no use even if i cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english-B4&lt;br /&gt;higher chinese-C6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;math-D7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science-C5&lt;br /&gt;geography-C5&lt;br /&gt;history-C5&lt;br /&gt;literature-C5&lt;br /&gt;design and technology-C5&lt;br /&gt;art-B3&lt;br /&gt;home econs-B4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and to make things worst, i'm like 314th position among 360 students. how nice. i just go to pray like REALLY REALLY hard that i can appeal into double science, at least. thanks &lt;u&gt;gerald,bjorn,chinhao,douglas and yaanmeng&lt;/u&gt; for like comforting me. what the heck! i hate myself for being so dumb. oh, and special thanks to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MR POON&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for like telling me about my good points and stuff and also for enlightening me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,during school, mr poon also let us watch &lt;u&gt;the last samurai. &lt;/u&gt;the movie is like really exciting and all. everything about the movie is just perfect. seriously. ah, tom cruise! soo hot! &lt;3 the movie is just love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to wheelock place to service mummy's handphone-.- and went to eat with wingyan. thanks girl, for accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, will be going out with clique to celebrate eesuan's birthday! :D ah, hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i might be telling my parents my results today. wish me luck. yuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116133384267779561?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116133384267779561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116133384267779561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116133384267779561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116133384267779561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/fate-fell-short-this-time.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116124195370796371</id><published>2006-10-19T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T18:13:12.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/DSCN1667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/DSCN1667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And stranger than your sympathy, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And all these thoughts you stole from me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'm not sure where I belong. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nowhere's home and I'm all wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got home. watching &lt;strong&gt;ghost game&lt;/strong&gt; with wingyan and the rest now. darn scary please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. slept for almost the whole day in school.&lt;br /&gt;2. joanne and celeste came and help me write a letter to daddy, to let me go to church.&lt;br /&gt;3. went through math and english paper.&lt;br /&gt;4. played bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;5. went to newton foodcentre to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going training soon. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116124195370796371?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116124195370796371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116124195370796371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116124195370796371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116124195370796371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-stranger-than-your-sympathy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116116932607955973</id><published>2006-10-18T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T20:51:14.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;went out to watch &lt;strong&gt;world trade centre&lt;/strong&gt; today. and it's way nice and touching! :D trina and i were like crying alot in the movie manzxz. yeah, go watch it people! OH, and i saw kimberly and charmaine while i was in orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it. i'm feeling so  freaking disappointed in myself now. like seriously. haven't felt like this for ages. usually when i get back my results, and i don't do well, i'll just go like &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" oh,whatever. the most is i'll get grounded. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but no, this time my feelings really sucks. in a way that i feel sad for myself manzxz. like i &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; studied, but this is the type of results that i have. i don't even have any As or even Bs. Cs dominates my results. yuck. alright, the thought that my parents would ground me and stuff doesn't really bother me, in fact i think i really deserve it ( for the first time). however, it's just that i wouldn't be able to go into the class and combination that i want. also, i know my parents would be like oh so disappointed in me. i promised them. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116116932607955973?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116116932607955973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116116932607955973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116116932607955973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116116932607955973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/edited-went-out-to-watch-world-trade.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116107425846399172</id><published>2006-10-17T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T17:41:47.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Girls with asses like mine, do not talk to guys with faces like yours"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hellyeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, chinhao is over at my house now. went out with wingyan/chinhao and lala just now. so yeah. i'm feeling wayyyyyyyy sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freaking failed my &lt;u&gt;chinese&lt;/u&gt;. like what the heck right. i'm so freaking upset because of that. seriously man. like i know my chinese is reallyyy bad, but not to the extend that i'll fail chinese. yuck. and it's all thanks to diana's monkey that cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i got back my literature paper too. wasn't that bad. got a C5. like hello, i know i suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever man. i hate my results. JEROME! ): i'm darn sad man.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and &lt;em&gt;grey's anatomy&lt;/em&gt; can really make people tear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116107425846399172?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116107425846399172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116107425846399172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116107425846399172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116107425846399172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/girls-with-asses-like-mine-do-not-talk_17.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116100542183625974</id><published>2006-10-16T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:30:21.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;o, tell me what happens next?&lt;br /&gt;its out of my hands, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;i just don't know what to believe.&lt;br /&gt;why don't you tell me to believe.&lt;br /&gt;why did you let me leave?&lt;br /&gt;it's not the way it's gotta be.&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;why don't you tell me to believe?&lt;br /&gt;why did you let me leave?&lt;br /&gt;is that the way this has to be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i just got back from some chinese restaurant to celebrate arwin's birthday. haha, the food was wayyy yummy. seriously man. :D trina and i were jacking daddy like crap, how funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, daddy told me something really funny today! i was laughing like alot when he told me that. so yeah, since trina's handphone got confiscated, so daddy diverted all her calls to his phone. at 1am this morning, some guy named "tom" called her hur. HAHHAHAH! omg, it's so obvious who they were please. darn funny! and yeah, they got a scolding from daddy right? yeah well, they're still ultimate funny people! :DD -BEAMS. it's so fun having friends like them. totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and my freaking skin is peeling like crap, all thanks to the sun-burn -.- gosh, it looks like darn disgusting manzxz. yuck. hahha! but sun-tanning is still love&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, saimun and i came up with this sentence, it's our all time favourite: &lt;u&gt;you rock, i stone, we rule.&lt;/u&gt; so saimun is the &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, while i'm the &lt;em&gt;i, &lt;/em&gt;and we both rule! like how cool? hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to watch ghost ship now. adieu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116100542183625974?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116100542183625974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116100542183625974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116100542183625974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116100542183625974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/o-tell-me-what-happens-next-its-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116098914291151526</id><published>2006-10-16T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T16:59:02.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is darn fun. i'm not saying that school is fun, it's the friends that i'm with (: like had hell lots of fun today. i'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to school in the morning, had some heart to heart talk with wingyan. and i was tellng wingyan about like yeah. gosh, those type of talks can just make you cry on the spot. ): but after awhile, you'll definitely feel much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, had some chemistry bridging cource in the hall. sat with &lt;u&gt;diana,wingyan,durgga and hayuu.&lt;/u&gt; we were like playing the whole time man. darn enthu! =) and and we dared diana to make ___ call her name out to the whole sec 2 level for at least 3 times. yeah well, her name was only called twice. while mine was called for like i don't know man. it's just dumb. but yeah. had so much fun! : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during recess, we played like "bullshit" and "uno" at the fitness corner. oms, hayyu and i are always losing for bullshit. :@ i bet diana and durgga cheated many times please. hahah, it's okay man. hayyu and i are just pure innocent(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hayyu and durgga: eh, tania! you're still suppose to show us something.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tania: oh yeah! hahah! : D darn malu lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hayyu and durgga: ah, do to diana! she's your boyfriend. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tania: don't want lah, she's fasting please. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;diana: okay, you can come at night. the atmosphere is nicer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! inside joke manzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, had some talk thing. and and for the whole time, we weren't paying attention either. seriously man. and there were a group of teachers who were sitting at the back of the hall and they kept staring at us, because i shouted jowinee's name like really loudly, so yeah. -.-oh, and we were playing like i don't know what stuff either. one time, i kept turning back to disturb wingyan, because she was sleeping, then ___ came, and she was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;____ : what kind of skirt are you wearing? it's like dropping! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tania: shucks man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah, what the heck right. because my skirt is wayyyyyy big, so had to wear it like low, then she saw my skirt, so yeah. dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during A maths bridging course, we sat together &lt;strong&gt;again.&lt;/strong&gt; like how fun right? totally! and and we kept disturbing _______ :D ohoh, i'm B3, diana is B2, durgga is B1! and, we're the BANANAS. like how cute? hellyeah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to halland v. shopped at party city. what the heck. the halloween stuff there are like wayyyy cool. i so wanted to buy the hat! ): but i'm like broke. so yeah. and and the sweets are super cool! hahah! love them. got to wingyan's house and stuff. OHMAN, wingyan is sooooo cute when she was young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah man. TODAY IS ARWIN'S BIRTHDAY! :D like how much i love him. the first thing he asked me when i got home was where is his present -.- hahah! surprise surprise,bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116098914291151526?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116098914291151526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116098914291151526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116098914291151526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116098914291151526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-is-darn-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116091620221021921</id><published>2006-10-15T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:17:27.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it was only a kiss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how did it end up like this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i got to blog like real fast. because i &lt;u&gt;think&lt;/u&gt; my dad is going to off the wireless like really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, got to keppel in the afternoon. lunched with boonhow/wenhan/weiwei/bjorn/trina. then, had youth medal. bowled with like boonhow and weiwei? yeah. just switch lanes kind of thing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after youth medal, went to vivo city with wenhan/boonhow/weiwei/trina! -BEAMS. joanna and jessica gave us a lift out. darn funny please. is like 5 of us had to squeeze at the back of the car. haha, -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around vivo city for awhile. and and i was so freaking tempted to buy those halloween stuff. is like i'm way serious. you know those halloween hats and stuff. like how cute is it if you wear those hats and walk around orchard(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. wanted to cab home. but when we got into the cab, the freaking taxi driver kept nagging at us, because there were 5 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;taxi driver: eh, how many people!?&lt;br /&gt;us: 5?&lt;br /&gt;wenhan: please auntie, so near only. its just down the road. cann?&lt;br /&gt;taxi driver: nono, where you from?&lt;br /&gt;wenhan: keppel club. (haha, what the heck was that! Keppel club?! )&lt;br /&gt;taxi driver: *became real stern*where are you guys from?&lt;br /&gt;trina:singapore?&lt;br /&gt;taxi driver: your are singaporean then how come you donno the rules... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that's like superrrrrr funny right. hahah! keppel club? what the heck. oh, and before the taxi driver could even say anything, we just got out of the car. like who the hell would want to hear someone nag man?yuck. in the end, we took the bus back to keppel. and walked all the way in "/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bukit timah hawker centre to eat. and and i saw &lt;strong&gt;lucas&lt;/strong&gt; there (: haha, was just walking, and suddenly i saw this darn familar face. took me like kind of long to even realise that it was him -.- haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, i bought this baby looney tunes pencil case. ah, hot!: D mine is cuter than tessa's. and because of that, tessa is like super jealous of me! hahah! i'm so sorry girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're such a dao-er now ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116091620221021921?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116091620221021921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116091620221021921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116091620221021921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116091620221021921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/edited-it-was-only-kiss-how-did-it-end.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116087599768587082</id><published>2006-10-15T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T09:33:17.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i'm walking on sunshine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots. i just woke up man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oms, i had this wayyy &lt;u&gt;SCARY&lt;/u&gt; dream. trust me. it seemed so real to me, that when i woke up, i couldn't even differentiate if it's a dream or reality. and and, i had to think like really hard if that ever happened to me before. but i swear, it's super scary. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't understand why do i always have stupid nightmares. and each time i wake up, i'll end up crying. it's so scary that i would start breaking down each time i just think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, if those nightmares really will happen, i'll just &lt;em&gt;die&lt;/em&gt;. ))))))):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116087599768587082?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116087599768587082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116087599768587082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116087599768587082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116087599768587082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-walking-on-sunshine.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116083767028053653</id><published>2006-10-14T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T23:07:35.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is reallyy a happy day! thank God for today.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is going to be a better day, i'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;: DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE MY FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116083767028053653?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116083767028053653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116083767028053653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116083767028053653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116083767028053653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-is-reallyy-happy-day-thank-god.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116074928272930499</id><published>2006-10-13T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T22:28:30.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ever if we're over,&lt;br /&gt;you &lt;u&gt;still&lt;/u&gt; mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care about the rumours now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just want our friendship back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please?&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;em&gt;sucks&lt;/em&gt; to not be able to call you like before.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when things turn out this way.&lt;br /&gt;from the start, we shouldn't even have got together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116074928272930499?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116074928272930499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116074928272930499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116074928272930499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116074928272930499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/ever-if-were-over-you-still-mean-so.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116074230219332103</id><published>2006-10-13T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T20:55:38.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2651.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2651.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY ADVANCE BIRTHDAY SARAH POR! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY ADVANCE BIRTHDAY TO CINDY CHUA! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was alright. was playing uno and bluff! haha, darn funny! and and we didn't go for the exhibition thing. whatever man. it's just plain dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after school, cabbed to keppel with gretchen/jane/sujean/amanda/trina/grace. and we went to broadwalk to eat! ah, hot. after lunch, went to the bowling alley to meet wenhan, while trina and her friends just went somewhere(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, met wenhan. cabbed to &lt;strong&gt;vivo city&lt;/strong&gt;. the place is just freaking big please! met weiwei there too! :D okay, just walked around and stuff! oms. i so want to buy those halloween stuff! those stuff are just hot manzxz! ahaha! seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. after walking around, took mrt down to orchard. met mao/douglas/gary/kenric/rafael/mingkai/joel/sarah por/yaan meng. (: in the end, we just split! yaanmeng/sarah por/mao and i went shopping! while i don't know what the rest did! oh oh, look at the videos man! : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iVAJhJtTkFw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iVAJhJtTkFw&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=treID_J8-hM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=treID_J8-hM&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh, on the way, i met &lt;u&gt;paul, marcus and some of their friends! &lt;/u&gt;HAHA! I MET MY SHIFUS! :D LOVE THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopped around for a little while, then we went to coffee bean to grab some stuff! and and i treat sarah to mocha and tiramisu since it is her birthday tomorrow! love her! oh, mao and i went to switch our uniforms too! ah, cool man! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2658.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2658.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after awhile, douglas/gary/joel came to meet us! (: and we went around walking and shopping! super funny! mao and i went around trying on clothes! hahaha, went to outfitter, topshop and many other places to try on clothes. freaking funny please! AND, the guys were just waiting outside for us(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when douglas/sarah por/joel and i were walking to the mrt, paul called me. said he was bored and all, so he wanted to meet me at ps. took mrt down all the way to ps! just walked around with him for awhile. and thanks paul for the kinda breuno yeah! hahah! alright. paul sent me home too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, and THANKS SHARIFA for the gift! i'll miss you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/smiley!.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/smiley%21.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye! i love today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116074230219332103?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116074230219332103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116074230219332103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116074230219332103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116074230219332103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-advance-birthday-sarah-por-d.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116065570650158122</id><published>2006-10-12T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T20:21:46.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm way HAPPY now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 : daddy didn't scold me, when i told him what happen this morning and stuff. instead, he offered to pay for my taxi fares in the morning, so i wouldn't be late for school anymore. how sweet right? totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 : daddy allowed me to go out with sarah por and the rest tomorrow! :D like how freaking nice my daddy is today? hell yeah! is like i didn't even need to beg him or some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 : mummy just bought this dress which is like whoa! and she said that she can share it with me! it's like freaking nice! seriously man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today it's my &lt;u&gt;parents&lt;/u&gt; who are making me happy. i really don't understand why i hate them i times. but honestly, i love them like &lt;em&gt;alot&lt;/em&gt;. that's from the bottom of the bottom of the bottom of my heart! ( notice how many bottoms are there?) yeah man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;got to change it soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that date is still my password.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to keep me from thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116065570650158122?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116065570650158122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116065570650158122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116065570650158122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116065570650158122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-way-happy-now-d-1-daddy-didnt-scold.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116063831046947791</id><published>2006-10-12T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T15:39:28.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hazel and i are so screwed and busted now! "/ seriously man. we did the craziest thing we &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; did in our whole entire life. okay, i'm like making this thing sound way BIG, but actually it's not that crazy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, in the morning, cabbed all the way to school (: and, we were so freaking fed up with the time-table we had today, so hazel and i decided to lala school. before assembly starts, we just took our bags, and walked out from the back gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met ____ on the way, and we almost died,because she kept questioning us on why we're outside school when school already started. so we told her our reason, and most of the stuff that we told her are the &lt;u&gt;truth&lt;/u&gt; okay! -BEAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. so we got to hazel house and stuff. and and went to the hawker centre nearby to grab some food. and guess what? ____ called hazel's mummy and aunty asking why she isn't in school and asked hazel to go back to school immediately. in the end, we cabbed all the way back to school. since hazel parents were being called up, so my dad was being called up too -.- that's why i'm pretty much going to get screwed up tonight. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole day in school was just &lt;strong&gt;yuck&lt;/strong&gt;. it was super boring i tell you. just had inter-house games and talks and more talks. ): it was way boring. trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the heck, my head hurts like crap now too! i pray that i can go out tomorrow man. i feel so sick. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116063831046947791?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116063831046947791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116063831046947791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116063831046947791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116063831046947791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/yo.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116055093662620633</id><published>2006-10-11T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:01:09.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2536.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2536.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm way tired now. believe me "/&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was super duper uber ultra FUN! :D seriously, everyone is so connected to each other! i recieved an sms, and amanda asked who smsed me, so i was like oh it's _____, and she was like "oh! i know him! (: " see see! we're so connected please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, went out to sentosa with clique (: thanks clique. aha, wingyan was trying to make me jealous, because jowinee(wingyan's 'boyfriend') was there, and mine wasn't ): so they purposely act so romantic infront of me ): how mean right? DIANA,THEY BULLY ME ): oh, and this's xiner : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pSCaaxL5luo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pSCaaxL5luo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. grace/gretchen/sujean/amanda/jane came over to my house!(: after dinner, we decided to go to orchard! went to the arcade and played house of the dead. gosh, it's so exciting. we were screaming till practically the whole arcade could hear us! :@ we walked home from orchard instead of taking the bus(: trina/jane/sujean/amanda went to hide from grace/gretchen and i! ): so, grace gretchen and i pretended to become bimbos! hahha, way funny! oh, and the rest thought that there was a shortcut, instead they ran all the way back to orchard and back to my house,again -.- running marathon man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, we decided to watch ET (: but to make the atmosphere seem more like a cinema, we decided to cook some popcorns! loves. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DMss6hS_0ME"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DMss6hS_0ME&lt;/a&gt;. the video is way funny! it's the 2nd attempt of cooking popcorns! :D usually, the popcorn would get all burnt or it'll be flying around the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, played truth or dare. in the end, the whole game turned out to be some major confession kind of thing. like each of us whole confess to each other stuffs. yeah, so all our secrets is only within us(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, we had PILLOW FIGHT like at 4am in the morning. that's like how early? and and we were making so much noise and stuff. but it's really funny. because it's a 4 VS 3 kind of thing. gretchen/sujean and trina were a team, while grace/jane/amanda and i were against them. ahah! -BEAMS. you got to watch the move man! way funny! : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=64VoiEt2cxI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=64VoiEt2cxI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, when it was close to 5am, i couldn't take it already. so jane and i decided to go to sleep first. and and the rest had to be so mean ): they went to take the make-up set and wanted to draw on my face. boo. however, i went to use the blanket to cover my face. ah, hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we woke up, we ordered mcdonalds for breakfast! : D hot hot hot! haha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i can see the tann line already. but the sun burn is killing me like shitloads. seriously, if anyone just whack my back, i'll just cry man. oh, and i LOVE sujean's worm! why does sujean always get to have such cute stuff? ): grace and amanda are the paparazzis! "You never know when the paparazzi is working". That's Amanda's favourite phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, party is over now ): it's so sad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116055093662620633?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116055093662620633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116055093662620633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116055093662620633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116055093662620633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-way-tired-now.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116047323220427132</id><published>2006-10-10T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T17:21:37.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;sentosa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :D -beams! went there with the clique. ah, hot! did suntanning and stuff there! had hell loads of fun! anyway, i shall let the pictures do the talking! enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2224.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2224.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2167.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2221.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2174.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2183.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2184.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116047323220427132?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116047323220427132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116047323220427132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116047323220427132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116047323220427132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-got-back-from-sentosa-d-beams.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116039970869093476</id><published>2006-10-09T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:50:38.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, was waiting for some cab outside my house. when suddenly this old guy came towards trina and i. what the heck. he was way scary please. and he was smoking straight into my face, so that made me cough like shitloads. and and he started asking trina and i questions. super scary manzxz. totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to school. &lt;strong&gt;santhiya &lt;/strong&gt;baby taught sulastri and i chemistry!and and she bought for us &lt;em&gt;sugar rolls!&lt;/em&gt; how sweet right? hellyeah! took my &lt;u&gt;last&lt;/u&gt; paper! HALLELUJAH! haha! darn happy! but is like i was darn sleepy. so each time i saw this complicated question, i'll just skip it, so i can get some sleep!:@ i know that's way dumb of me, but seriously i need sleep! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the paper, went to far east to meet chinhao, with trina. bought 1 whole cake for mummy okay! then went all the way to raffles city to meet mummy! :D since it was mummy's birthday today, so she treat us to sakae sushi! -BEAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2132%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2132%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. after lunch,mummy had to go back to work.))): so in the end, i went out with chinhao to watch &lt;strong&gt;scoop&lt;/strong&gt;. while trina went home to join her clique. the movie was alright. not that nice though. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tomorrow is outing with the clique! and and trina's clique is going to stay over at my house too! :D how cool! hahah! darn it. my left eye is like swollen now, beacuse of i don't know what. seriously man. i can't go out tmr, if the swell is still so bad ): if not i'll be wearing shades the whole time, and people would think i'm mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;HALLOWEEN IS COMING! shimin! shiyan! remember our plan okay! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116039970869093476?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116039970869093476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116039970869093476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116039970869093476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116039970869093476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-mummy-d-in-morning-was.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116028031141514327</id><published>2006-10-08T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T18:10:23.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it. i woke up like way late today, again. and now, my head hurts like crap. shucks lah, i have to like rush my chem and physics revision today -.- i &lt;em&gt;guess&lt;/em&gt; i'm finished with my bio already. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, trina is off to newton to pass kenric some lit notes of mine. and that freaking trina just didn't want to let me check my lit notes if there's any stuff that shouldn't be there. you know those stupid and dumb comments that i would write on the notes? -.- hell yeah. i pray hard that there's &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; there man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye! : D&lt;br /&gt;i feel like writing nonsense asidjalsdhadhasdklhad;iahsdo;yrh ;adknj.alksjdc;ajdasodca. okay, i'm done with my nonsense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116028031141514327?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116028031141514327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116028031141514327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116028031141514327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116028031141514327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/darn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116023659612291254</id><published>2006-10-07T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T00:04:49.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to say a BIG &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt; to those who smsed me today, and asked if i was feeling alright&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.  gerald, you're so right right,it really is crashing way hard on me now ): jeroomeee! i'm trying so hard to be strong! ))): listening to songs just doesn't help! i swear, i'm so not going to be attached again till i'm older or some sort. i hate the heartbreaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saimun&lt;/span&gt; for the email!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;THIS IS WHAT LOVE IS ALL ABOUT!&lt;br /&gt;It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's,arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb.He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 a.m.I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him.  I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I wouldevaluate his wound.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On examination, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors,  got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry.The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late.He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.I was surprised, and asked him, "And you still go every  morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He smiled as he patted my hand and said, "She doesn't know  me, but I still know who she is."I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my  arm, and&gt;thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;True love is neither physical, nor romantic.True love is an  acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important message.This is the kind to share with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything;  They just make the best of everything they have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was watching a horror show with daddy, on channel 8. what the heck! the sound effects can just kill. i swear. halfway through the show, daddy kept boo-ing me, and i started screaming my arse off -.- in the end, daddy didn't allow me to watch the horror show already, because he thinks that i would be having nightmares tonight if i continued watching it and also i'll not dare to go into the toilet,lift, room or all sort of creepy places myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trina's&lt;/span&gt; post is just making me laugh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tania and my dad are watching some horror movie now which i decided not to join them because tania is so going to freak out at night. And if i ever join them, i'll freak out too which is bad because you cannot have 2 freaked out person sleeping in the same room. There'll be a total waste of electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you know the part where she said that:" there'll be a total waste of electricity". it's making me laugh like crap! : DDD HAHA! i love trina! totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;teach me how to feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116023659612291254?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116023659612291254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116023659612291254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116023659612291254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116023659612291254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-want-to-say-big-thank-you-to-those.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116022379756153757</id><published>2006-10-07T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T20:23:17.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSARY MUMMY and DADDY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, daddy is way sweet! he bought mummy something that is like &lt;em&gt;whoa&lt;/em&gt;. seriously man! =) oh, and i don't know why would i wish them happy anniversary on my blog, when i know that they wouldn't even read it. okay, i'm just being plain dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, woke up like oh so late please. haven't been sleeping well for the past few days. so i guess daddy just let my sleep past my wake-up time today. haha, boo! seriously man, haven't been eating well either. each day, the most i'll eat is one pathatic meal. must be because of exam stress man. hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to keppel. and i did gym with trina : D while my mummy just slacked at the massage chair thingy.-.- after i did gym, went to the badminton court to play with my younger siblings. what the heck. i seriously lost touch in badminton already man. yuck. alright, after that went to the bowling alley. saw bjorn and wenhan. bowled like 3 games, then we went for dinner already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i so wanted to watch &lt;u&gt;world trade centre&lt;/u&gt; today, but the whole freaking cinema in orchard was like full kind of thing. darn pissed please. what the heck. so, just had to go home! ): but mummy said that she'll pay for all the movies that i watch with my friends after the exams. ah, hot! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i drew this comic! darn funny! -BEAMS BEAMS! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116022379756153757?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116022379756153757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116022379756153757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116022379756153757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116022379756153757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-anniversary-mummy-and-daddy.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116013212028600897</id><published>2006-10-06T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T21:08:13.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1315sd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1315sd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited}&lt;br /&gt;memories &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; lasts.&lt;br /&gt;they &lt;em&gt;fade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt; yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; history exam was alright? okay, maybe it's kind of screwed. i'm sick and tired of saying that i screwed up my paper man. it's like seriously. -.- anyway, during history paper, i was day-dreaming halfway. it's like when you think too much or something, then your mind would automatically drift away? yeah, that was what happened. and i was like oms, tania? what on earth are you doing? haha! : D ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for art, it's just normal &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. yeahman! hahaha. at least i finished my prep work on time and my final piece looks alright too. so, i'm pretty much satisfied! -BEAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to meet lala with trina! :D ate lunch and stuff. then daddy smsed me to be home early. so lala came home with us! (: we studied by the pool! alright, maybe we didn't study. we were practically talking for the whole time. ah,sexy! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the haze is &lt;u&gt;darn &lt;/u&gt;bad now. even mummy doesn't allow me out of the house! ): she wants me to stay in the room and on the air-con! and and today is &lt;strong&gt;lantern festival&lt;/strong&gt; please! ): I WANT TO CARRY LATERNS! pfft.but because of that dumb haze, mummy doesn't allow me -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116013212028600897?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116013212028600897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116013212028600897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116013212028600897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116013212028600897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/edited-memories-never-lasts.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116005922398954567</id><published>2006-10-05T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:40:24.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TRUH OR DARE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth: do you still love me?&lt;br /&gt;dare: prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwww. , &lt;u&gt;THANKS JEROME &lt;/u&gt;for the motivation message! :D&lt;br /&gt;you're like way nice! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;we shall mug together, alright? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;love me!  miss me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, &lt;strong&gt;CHEER UP CHINHAO&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's funny how everyone is so connected to each other. it's like you know this person, who knows another of your friend kind of thing. like seriously, the world is way connectd to each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to die for history tomorrow! ):&lt;br /&gt;and and without &lt;strong&gt;sujean's&lt;/strong&gt; mechanical pencil (with the tigger!) , i didn't have any motivation to do my art anymore!&lt;br /&gt;how how how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's a one sided love affair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how nice ): &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116005922398954567?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116005922398954567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116005922398954567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116005922398954567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116005922398954567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/truh-or-dare-truth-do-you-still-love.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-116003514531084417</id><published>2006-10-05T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T16:39:41.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pearl said: "peal died."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;strong&gt;math &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;literature&lt;/strong&gt; paper today! -.- yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during literature, i was being &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; blur man! seriously. in a way that i did 2 questions on the same page, when we're suppose to do like each question on a fresh piece of paper. and and i didn't staple my questions 2(i) and (ii) together! only after the cher collected all the paper, then did i realised that i didn't staple it together ): boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math paper 1 was alright. but&lt;u&gt; math paper 2&lt;/u&gt; is a killer man. i was about to die like real badly. haha, it was oh so tough man. haha, seriously. and and yeah man! dear Lord, please just let me get a 60 and above for my math paper. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;strong&gt;GRETCHEN&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;SUJEAN&lt;/strong&gt; are over at my house now! ;D we're mugging on our history and our art! hahaha, omgzxz, i'm going to like die for hist tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tania: "gretchen! can help me do 3 developments? ): "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gretchen: " are you crazy?" -pause. "yes, you're crazy." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-)))))))))))))):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the messages that i recieved this morning!&lt;br /&gt;my motivation! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2ND BOYFRIEND!(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-116003514531084417?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/116003514531084417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=116003514531084417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116003514531084417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/116003514531084417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/edited-pearl-said-peal-died.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115996138922049646</id><published>2006-10-04T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:47:23.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1458.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1458.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited}&lt;br /&gt;yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can barely concentrate now. seriously, i've got so many people motivating me to study, but i just can't! okay, maybe for a few minutes or so, but later i'll just go sjdasdasd. and i'll start getting distracted and all. i hate having headaches. ))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;papers left: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thrusday:&lt;br /&gt;-math&lt;br /&gt;-literature&lt;br /&gt;friday:&lt;br /&gt;-art&lt;br /&gt;-history&lt;br /&gt;monday:&lt;br /&gt;-science&lt;br /&gt;tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;PARTYYYYYYYYY time! :D&lt;br /&gt;i love the &lt;strong&gt;tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; on this timetable! -BEAMS.&lt;br /&gt;don't you love it too? &lt;em&gt;hell yeah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard to smile, without knowing it's all a fake. :0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115996138922049646?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115996138922049646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115996138922049646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115996138922049646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115996138922049646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/edited-yo_04.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115994702796448853</id><published>2006-10-04T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T15:42:22.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BEN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHEER UP DIANA!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you, always and always! okay? don't be so stress and stuff already? you're been working really hard, everbody can see. so, i'm sure you'll do really well yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone in school today are like &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; stress. trust me. we all kept practicing our math and stuff till our heads hurt like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,was smsing &lt;u&gt;gerald&lt;/u&gt; the whole time, telling him how freaking&lt;u&gt; stress&lt;/u&gt; i am. ): i haven't even started on my history revision, when the paper is like this friday. also, i haven't finished my art prep work!&lt;em&gt; am i dead? hell yeah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;strong&gt;thanks hazel&lt;/strong&gt; for making me laugh the whole time during design and technology. HAHA :D you're one way funny person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it isn't fair, really.&lt;br /&gt;that's not the way to judge someone.&lt;br /&gt;)))))): sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a hug real badly.&lt;br /&gt;everything is just killing me.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;reply tags;&lt;br /&gt;sarah: THANKS GIRL. finally had a talk with you after like oh so long.&lt;br /&gt;Dd: hey, cheer up okay?&lt;br /&gt;pearl: hahaha. really? you laughed alot too okay. haha.ohyea! we didn't wait for them! we were studying. they came to meet us(: and i was so unlucky as to keep bumping into people-.-&lt;br /&gt;kenric: if it makes you happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115994702796448853?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115994702796448853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115994702796448853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115994702796448853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115994702796448853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/edited-happy-birthday-ben-and-cheer-up.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115987939625248974</id><published>2006-10-03T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T20:56:14.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2052%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2052%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; {edited}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JOEL EE! :D and CHOW WINGYAN! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, during school today was way boring. we had free periods for almost the whole time, but the bad thing is that we couldn't use our tablet. however, i still managed to use the tablet to chat with &lt;u&gt;JEROME&lt;/u&gt;! ah, he's love. he has become my 'boyfriend'! =) yeah well, fake one though!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jerome ; burn in hell to the bangla who cut my hair =( CIVIL WAR BECAUSE OF HAIRCUT says:&lt;br /&gt;ITS OKAY, i walk hand in hand with you and cross the line with you&lt;br /&gt;Jerome ; burn in hell to the bangla who cut my hair =( CIVIL WAR BECAUSE OF HAIRCUT says:&lt;br /&gt;SET?&lt;br /&gt;bananas of the world unite! says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH : D&lt;br /&gt;bananas of the world unite! says:&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWW. THANKS BOYFRIEND! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how sweet right? =) admit it jerome, you love me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2024%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2024%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2050%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and diana was being way cute today! she wore earings! how prettaye hur! seriously man. i love you diana! haha, i love you too durgga! hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to far east to meet gretchen, trina and sujean! (: went to subway to study. and, we waited for joel to come and meet us, so we can pass him his pressie! =) we bought him a cake okay! ah, hot! gretchen was sooo tempted to eat the cake. hahah! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gretchen and i hate far east now, because we had to walk around far east for so freaking long, just to find a box and a cake for joel -.- oh, and when joel, jeremy and gerald yuen came, we asked joel to open his present! haha, he had to open it like oh so many times, because i wrapped it with many layers! and, being joel, he had to do a prank a trina. way funny man. -BEAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2046.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2046.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i bought a tigger handphone pouch too! darn cute right? i know! :D it's love please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2049.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo. i'm feeling so sick now! ): gretchen is super funny! =)))))) don't worry gretchen, i'll get you your cake sometime soon &lt;em&gt;lah.&lt;/em&gt; relax girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP2050%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP2050%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm in a darn lousy mood now. going to mug till i don't know what time. and and yeah, got to wish people happy birthday at 12 midnight! =) gosh, october babies man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115987939625248974?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115987939625248974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115987939625248974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115987939625248974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115987939625248974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/edited-firstly-happy-birthday-to-joel.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115978785237134761</id><published>2006-10-02T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T20:19:23.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/Untitled-1%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/Untitled-1%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited}&lt;br /&gt;yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese fye was real tough. seriously man. i was like kind of giving up, when i was doing the paper halfway. but the summary was way simple, that i really couldn't believe it. i kept flipping the page, to see if i got the correct passage and paragraphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, everyone was making me laugh like alot today. seriously man. haha, it's so fun having friends around you. -BEAMS! then you can joke around and all. ah, hot. yeah well, but i was complaining to wingyan the whole time about how sad and disappointed i am because of some silly stuff &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, after school. went to meet lala! :D haha. watched &lt;strong&gt;stay alive, &lt;/strong&gt;because i wasn't old enough to watch the other freaking movies. sorry man. yeah well,the movie was alright. it's more of a thriller than a horror movie. okay, maybe it's both. the dumb and stupid characters just had to pop up all of the sudden, the sound effects are like skdjaskj too. and and, how those people died? it's real gross, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, walked around and everything after that. oh, and i bought joel's present already! ;D it's real sexy. -SMILES.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tomorrow is &lt;u&gt;wingyan's and joel ee 's &lt;/u&gt;birthday! going to meet joel tomorrow to pass him his pressie! =)&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nicole&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/u&gt;was being super sweet, i tell you. she knew i had asthma, so she called me to be careful and stuff, because the haze today was quite bad. nicole, i love you dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reply tags;&lt;br /&gt;durgga: yes yes, i love diana. as a friend lah!&lt;br /&gt;fadilah: HELLO!;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos the chemistry we felt that day felt so real, and so true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#a38f85;"&gt;020406&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115978785237134761?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115978785237134761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115978785237134761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115978785237134761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115978785237134761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/edited-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115970463716809856</id><published>2006-10-01T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T20:51:20.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited} {edited}&lt;br /&gt;i'm smsing people the prank message that wingyan sent me. -BEAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like way funny. because everyone would immediately call me kind of thing, and then ask me what happened. ah, sexy. and after i reveal the dark and dumb truth to them, they would start scolding me -.- that's silly please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and some would say that they knew it was a prank the whole time. yeah well, maybe they really do know it was a prank all along, but they just called, so that they can take the opportunity to hear my voice hur? sweet! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm smsing gerald now too! he's a real sweet guy. and, i'm telling him that______&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;definitely wouldn't know what date it is tomorrow, so it's pretty sad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. tomorrow is my chinese paper! help me!please/&lt;br /&gt;tessa is being a really cutie-pie. she wants to date me out tomorrow after school, so i can watch &lt;strong&gt;monster house&lt;/strong&gt; with her=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and, &lt;u&gt;theodore ng zhiying&lt;/u&gt;! you're so in love now, my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, &lt;strong&gt;bryce&lt;/strong&gt; is way cute please! :D i'm chatting with him now, and he's way funny! -SMILES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you give me wings when im falling...u lift me up when im down!= bryce. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bananas of the world unite!-tania.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you give me wings when im falling...u lift me up when im down! says:&lt;br /&gt;u said bananas of the world unite&lt;br /&gt;you give me wings when im falling...u lift me up when im down! says:&lt;br /&gt;n im a banana&lt;br /&gt;you give me wings when im falling...u lift me up when im down! says:&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;bananas of the world unite! says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, I'M A BANANA TOO!&lt;br /&gt;bananas of the world unite! says:&lt;br /&gt;LET'S UNITE!&lt;br /&gt;bananas of the world unite! says:&lt;br /&gt;=)))&lt;br /&gt;you give me wings when im falling...u lift me up when im down! says:&lt;br /&gt;yup when?&lt;br /&gt;bananas of the world unite! says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. anytime dude! =) LET'S UNITE NOW!&lt;br /&gt;you give me wings when im falling...u lift me up when im down! says:&lt;br /&gt;sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and &lt;strong&gt;derek&lt;/strong&gt; is asking me to bann anyone who tells me that bubble gums are banned in singapore. haha, bubble gums are love okay &lt;3 i don't understand why singapore must bann bubble gums? ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115970463716809856?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115970463716809856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115970463716809856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115970463716809856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115970463716809856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/edited-edited-im-smsing-people-prank.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115967238720592844</id><published>2006-10-01T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:12:35.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;DARLING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'S&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY IS IN &lt;u&gt;2 DAYS&lt;/u&gt; TIME!&lt;br /&gt;AHA. I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE HER! MWAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;BEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'S&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY IS IN &lt;u&gt;3 DAYS&lt;/u&gt; TIME!&lt;br /&gt;AHA. THAT FUNNY PERSON! =) THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LOVE THE SONIC GAME ON YOUR PHONE! TEACH ME!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASEEEE! -BEAMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyway,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANG LISEAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;N'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm deprived of being a kid please.&lt;br /&gt;where's my presents, baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm way sick now ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115967238720592844?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115967238720592844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115967238720592844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115967238720592844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115967238720592844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-darlings-birthday-is-in-2-days-time.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115962871220682306</id><published>2006-09-30T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T23:52:05.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/z4504729.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" height="69" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/z4504729.0.png" width="102" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU, MY FRIEND! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU'RE THE BEST! : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;late night phone calls are the thing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited}&lt;br /&gt;just got back from keppel! =) haha, saw&lt;strong&gt; BJORN&lt;/strong&gt;! after like so so so long! whee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, studied for &lt;u&gt;three whole hours&lt;/u&gt; there manzxz, i'm feeling like oh so accomplished please. like, super! haha -BEAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,&lt;em&gt; ben&lt;/em&gt; was being way mean. haha. he went to scare this little boy away lah. hahaha, dumb please. but it's like funny! hahha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and i saw&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; miss low&lt;/span&gt; there too! bjorn and ben had to be oh so smart as to go into the room that she was in, and said something like tania is nuaghty, like super loudly. yeah well. that's what they say, but i don't know if they really did that. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye. i'm talking to lala now! and and and yeah! : DD&lt;br /&gt;what the heck. i can't talk on the phone till like maybe 16 october? )): NOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots! we're already planning what to do after fye. AHA. party till we drop dead man! shopping!bbqs! beaches! escape! &lt;strong&gt;i love everyone!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;333333333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115962871220682306?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115962871220682306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115962871220682306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115962871220682306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115962871220682306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/thank-you-my-friend-youre-best-d-late.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115952930989651654</id><published>2006-09-29T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:23:16.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm suppose to be feeling way high and happy today. because, i went out with clique, did shopping and i did lots of crazy stuffs today too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no, i'm feeling super down. it's such a distraction to know that bjorn and wenhan are not going to be here next year. i just can't study whenever i think about that. you know how freaking sad that is. each time i think about it, then i'll be like "&lt;em&gt;NOOO,please don't go away" &lt;/em&gt;kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the heck. ): whose going to talk to me when i'm sad? whose going to jack me? whose going to have late night phone calls with me? whose going to cheer me up? whose going to tell me jokes? whose going to hear my jokes and say it's lame? whose going to correct my bowling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just scary if they leave. really. it's as if something is missing. ): keppel wouldn't be so fun anymore. help me, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;AMADEA NG JIEXING! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU'RE ONE HOT PERSON! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SWEET &amp;amp; SPICY,GIRL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE YOU! MISS YOU! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115952930989651654?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115952930989651654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115952930989651654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115952930989651654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115952930989651654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-i-know-im-suppose-to-be-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115951991400125843</id><published>2006-09-29T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:54:59.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;durgga's video camering skills.&lt;br /&gt;go go go : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=osOcFe5cIwI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=osOcFe5cIwI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;just got home:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was way &lt;u&gt;funny&lt;/u&gt; today. seriously. laughed like &lt;em&gt;alot &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;alot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wingyan and i were making love &lt;s&gt;sick&lt;/s&gt; pills! : D pretty pretty! joanne helped us make the smiley faces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1994.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1994.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; during math was super fun! (: what the heck. i was laughing till my stomach hurts. sat with &lt;strong&gt;hazel,kalyn &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;wingyan&lt;/strong&gt;. and is like i kept talking to them. and one time, miss ___ got so fed up with us, that she was like scolding us. ): haha, hazel was so innocent because she wasn't talking. so in the end, all of us got separated! boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and miss __ took mr____'s lesson. so, i couldn't do my dare. rahh. anyway, diana, durgga and hayyu had to sit outside class. so, i decided to go join them, without miss____ knowing. ohman, we were like talking about diana's lala! =) anyway, one time miss____came out to check, and she saw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;miss___: "tania, what are you doing outside?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tania:-smiles " i'm accompanying them! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;miss___:" you want to join the grass and trees(?!) OUT! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's way funny, because i'm already outside class, but she said &lt;em&gt;out&lt;/em&gt; to me, and wants me to go back in class -.- hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went out with the clique, except for joanne ): went to plaza sing! shopped for wingyan's present! wheee, we bought bikini for her! =) ah, hot.and and i bought my skirt already! :D wanted to buy all those vintage t-shirts, but then i realised that i didn't have enough cash. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and is like while shopping, hazel and i kept seeing people with the same uniform and the same bag. super scary man. rahh. for example: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1995%20copy.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1995%20copy.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we were super pissed with this shop people! omgzx, their attitude really sucks, big time. haha. seriously man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgzxz. nicole just confirmed something with me ): and, because of that i'm feeling way shitty now. like wtf, two people are leaving already): SHUCKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115951991400125843?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115951991400125843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115951991400125843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115951991400125843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115951991400125843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-durggas-video-camering-skills.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115945561802389579</id><published>2006-09-28T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T00:23:26.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks for all the late night missed-calls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115945561802389579?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115945561802389579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115945561802389579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115945561802389579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115945561802389579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/thanks-for-all-late-night-missed-calls.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115943680140231448</id><published>2006-09-28T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T20:09:50.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/ch950501.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/ch950501.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love mummy! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, trina was telling me about &lt;em&gt;her &lt;/em&gt;story. and it's way funny! :D&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i ate &lt;strong&gt;kinda breuno &lt;/strong&gt;today. that's why i'm like super high now! -BEAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mystery has been solved! we know who is/are &lt;u&gt;the one(s)! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omgzxz. those people, DIE DIE DIE! boo them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i'm going out tmr! to get my denim skirt and vintage t-shirts(if i have the money) and some other stuff! i know i shouldn't be shopping now, since exams are just next week. but, this is an &lt;strong&gt;emergency.&lt;/strong&gt; so yeah. "/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115943680140231448?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115943680140231448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115943680140231448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115943680140231448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115943680140231448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-i-love-mummy-anyway-trina-was.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115935397147202206</id><published>2006-09-27T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:46:11.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLESSED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was normal. just like those &lt;strong&gt;typical&lt;/strong&gt; school days. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got demerited today-.- i know, it's not something to be proud of, but it doesn't &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; concern me, since this term is going to end like REAL soon, and and i haven't gotten much demerits this term too! but seriously, having a demerit really sucks. because then you would have to control yourself and to watch your attire at &lt;u&gt;ALL&lt;/u&gt; times. so as to not get more than 4 demerits and be sent to detention ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. after school, went to study with joanne and her care group people! it's like really really funny. though it's not that productive, but still it's the company that matters (: they're really nice people to hang out with. -BEAMS! and yes, i counted my blessings today too! &lt;strong&gt;THANK GOD! :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POOF. my dad just bought a 3G phone for mummy! and trina wants it like way badly. ohwells. i want a new phone too okay! my phone is like way old! ): it's okay, i should be satisfied that i even have a phone! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i just want to let &lt;u&gt;chow wingyan&lt;/u&gt; know that everything is going to be alright girl. i'll keep you and him in my prayers alright? and and i'll always be there for you, this i promise you. cheer up okay? loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where and when are we going to meet? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115935397147202206?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115935397147202206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115935397147202206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115935397147202206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115935397147202206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/blessed.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115926386146684837</id><published>2006-09-26T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T17:44:21.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PROF: So you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Absolutely, sir.&lt;br /&gt;PROF: Is God good?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Sure.&lt;br /&gt;PROF: Is God all-powerful?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;PROF: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm?(Student is silent.)&lt;br /&gt;PROF: You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROF : Is Satan good?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROF : Where does Satan come from?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : From...God...&lt;br /&gt;PROF : That's right. Tell me son, is there evil inthis world?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROF : Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything.Correct?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;PROF : So who created evil?(Student does not answer.)&lt;br /&gt;PROF : Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All theseterrible things exist in the world, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;PROF: So, who created them?(Student has no answer.)&lt;br /&gt;PROF: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observethe world around you. Tell me, son...Have you ever seen God?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : No, sir.&lt;br /&gt;PROF: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : No, sir.&lt;br /&gt;PROF: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God?Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;PROF:Yet you still believe in Him?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;PROF: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol,science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Nothing. I only have my faith.&lt;br /&gt;PROF: Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Professor, is there such a thing as heat?&lt;br /&gt;PROF: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : And is there such a thing as cold?&lt;br /&gt;PROF: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : No sir. There isn't.(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat,mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is noheat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thingas cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat.We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing asdarkness?&lt;br /&gt;PROF : Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light,flashing light....But if you have no light constantly, you havenothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn'tyou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROF: So what is the point you are making, young man?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.&lt;br /&gt;PROF: Flawed? Can you explain how?&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one.To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor.Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROF: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes,of course, I do.&lt;br /&gt;Student: Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor,are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher? (The class is in uproar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?(The class breaks out into laughter.)&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so.So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable,demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain,sir.With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROF: I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.&lt;br /&gt;STUDENT : That is it sir... The link between man &amp; god is FAITH. That is all that keeps things moving &amp;amp; alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks trina&lt;/strong&gt;, for this story : D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115926386146684837?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115926386146684837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115926386146684837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115926386146684837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115926386146684837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/prof-so-you-believe-in-god-student_26.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115925481091956347</id><published>2006-09-26T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:33:29.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1983%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1983%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUBBLE GUMS ARE LOVE &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was way slack today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, was on the phone with han/bjorn/weiwei. super funny man. we were supposed to talk till 4am, but yeah. ohwells. but seriously, it's darn fun to talk to them man. haha. han is a big time jacker. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like oh so dead now, because i didn't turn up for math remedial. and miss loo asked nita to call me to tell me stuff. so, i'm pretty much dead already. but hey, i have my reasons okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to watch &lt;u&gt;rumour has it &lt;/u&gt;now. oh, and because of &lt;em&gt;GRETCHEN CHIA&lt;/em&gt;, i have decided to change my blog picture! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;noel&lt;/strong&gt; is on the phone now! : D :D X100! -BEAMS. i'm like way happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115925481091956347?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115925481091956347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115925481091956347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115925481091956347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115925481091956347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-bubble-gums-are-love-3-school.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115917830294491678</id><published>2006-09-25T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T18:06:10.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GAME OVER! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was way fun! :D actually, today is like &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; fun! -BEAMS BEAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during school, we got to sit anywhere we wanted. the tables were like everywhere in the class. and and, i sat in the same row with &lt;strong&gt;wingyan,jowinee and crystal! &lt;/strong&gt;it's funny! because, we get to tell each other stuff. but, i'm missing nita! ): haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, during art is like super funny! =)&lt;br /&gt;hazel: " nobody loves you lah, diana. "&lt;br /&gt;tania: -lifts up hand "I DO! "&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! i &lt;u&gt;love love love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; DIANA&lt;/strong&gt;, big time! we're both &lt;em&gt;devoted&lt;/em&gt; to each other hur. hell yeah! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, diana brought her&lt;u&gt; tamagotchi&lt;/u&gt; to school today! i'm going to bring mine tmr, so her tamagotchi can become friends with MINE MINE MINE! loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school ended, went to esplanade with gretchen/trina. haha, gretchen is the biggest crapper &lt;em&gt;ever!&lt;/em&gt; oms, and she's like way funny! OH, and we saw lousia with her ahem there! haha, we bitched a little, then we studied!SMILES! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;alright, we couldn't stand the table that we're at, so we decided to go somewhere else.moreover, we're like oh so hungry. in the end, we went to &lt;u&gt;subway! =)&lt;/u&gt; ah, hot! so subway is going to our next study place! it's like much peaceful and empty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, today is like really cool. hazel, jiaying,wingyan and i had a cold together. like this real bad cold. you know the kind where you use like 5 packets of tissues kind of thing. yeah, THAT bad. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;GOD BLESS US! =) ,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It wasn't enough to keep you in my hands.&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/9391427-115917830294491678?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115917830294491678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115917830294491678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115917830294491678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115917830294491678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/game-over-d-school-was-way-fun-d.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115910996531223401</id><published>2006-09-24T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T22:59:25.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1973sdsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1973sdsa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POOF. i just got home! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to keppel in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did gym with mommy and trina. oms, the gym is like way cool, after they renovated it. is like there's the card slot system there and and it's facing the sea too! :DD ah, sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after gym, went to the bowling alley. saw ben/weiwei/weijie/boonhow/wenhan. bowled like 1 game only -.- now, my back is hurting like &lt;em&gt;alot&lt;/em&gt; again. i don't know why either. it hasn't been hurting for very long already, then today, it began to hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, boonhow is like way funny! is like he said that my hair was nice, but i thought he was being sarcastic. so, i whacked him on his tummy. haha, then i realised that he was telling me the truth. okay, i'm like super dumb. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to vist my granddad in the hospital. saw this guy, who looks so like noel! oms, &lt;strong&gt;I'M MISSING NOEL&lt;/strong&gt;! )): haven't seen him for like oh so long already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115910996531223401?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115910996531223401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115910996531223401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115910996531223401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115910996531223401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/poof.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115907193699918047</id><published>2006-09-24T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T14:08:24.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tania says ;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;trina: &lt;/em&gt;haha. thanks girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;someone:&lt;/em&gt; thank you! yeah well, i'll cheer up! -BEAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dd!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA. SEE SEE! i put your name like real big! &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;like lots and lots please! haha, yesyes! &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bananas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monkeys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;rocks&lt;/u&gt; big time hur! totally. haha. THE CELING! i so LOVE sitting&lt;em&gt; infront&lt;/em&gt; of you during exams! then we can PLAY PLAY PLAY! too bad i'm not sitting &lt;em&gt;beside&lt;/em&gt; you anymore ): no more hand games! boo! anyway, i still love you!HAHAH. &lt;u&gt;thanks for everything,sweets! &lt;/u&gt;and yes, you're way TOO high in the morning. but it's alright! :D DIANA IS THE CUTEST &amp;amp; HOTTEST PERSON ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus take the wheel- carrie underwood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati&lt;br /&gt;On a snow white Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;Going home to see her Mama and her Daddy with the baby in the backseat&lt;br /&gt;Fifty miles to go and she was running low on faith and gasoline&lt;br /&gt;It would been a long hard year&lt;br /&gt;She had a lot on her mind and she didn't pay attention&lt;br /&gt;She was going way to fast&lt;br /&gt;Before she knew it she was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass&lt;br /&gt;She saw both their lives flash before her eyes&lt;br /&gt;She didn't even have time to cry&lt;br /&gt;She was sooo scared&lt;br /&gt;She threw her hands up in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Take it from my hands&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't do this all on my own&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;So give me one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To save me from this road I'm on&lt;br /&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still getting colder when she made it to the shoulder&lt;br /&gt;And the car came to a stop&lt;br /&gt;She cried when she saw that baby in the backseat sleeping like a rock&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time in a long time&lt;br /&gt;She bowed her head to pray&lt;br /&gt;She said I'm sorry for the way&lt;br /&gt;I've been living my life&lt;br /&gt;I know I've got to change&lt;br /&gt;So from now on tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Take it from my hands&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't do this all my own&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;So give me one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To save me from this road I'm on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Jesus take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;So give me one more chance&lt;br /&gt;Save me from this road I'm on&lt;br /&gt;From this road I'm on&lt;br /&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Oh, take it, take it from me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, why, oh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115907193699918047?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115907193699918047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115907193699918047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115907193699918047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115907193699918047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-tania-says-trina-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115898455570391261</id><published>2006-09-23T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T12:09:15.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's just a status.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after what chinhao told me a few days ago, i have been reflecting on myself latetly. i know i've been such a bitch all this time. and honestly, it isn't nice being one either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;previously, i'm always taking things for granted. people would &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; give me surprises, just hoping that i would give them a hug in return, or perhaps just a word of &lt;strong&gt;thank you&lt;/strong&gt;. but no, i'll just go " oh, okay." or, i'll start scolding them for not telling me in advance. and, it's really dumb of me for scolding them, since if they told me, then it wouldn't be a &lt;u&gt;surprise&lt;/u&gt; already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing is that i'm always not appreciating those around me. only when they start leaving me, then i'll know how much they mean to me. i'm always the one waiting for the rest to take the initiative to say/do stuff. but i'm &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; the one taking the initiative. and that is like &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; unfair to the rest, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and, what is with me when anybody asks me out, i'll just give them an "anything" answer, or an " i'll think about it" answer. when deep inside me, i'm dying to go out with them. it's either a yes or no, why must i be so silly as to complicate things? and to make others think that i'm reluctant to go out with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i know there's more to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115898455570391261?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115898455570391261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115898455570391261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115898455570391261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115898455570391261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-just-status.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115892443987296865</id><published>2006-09-22T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T20:03:15.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i'm feeling now. it's never right. everyone is just like leaving me and everything. what the heck. this feeling is just killing me, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Damn regret, I'll try to forget &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't worry about me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos I'm real fine &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cast my line &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To see what's behind &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did you think you persuaded me to let you go?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was &lt;u&gt;alright&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. had end of year english paper 1 &amp;amp; 2. diana and i had the monkey as our motivation. (: so much for &lt;strong&gt;bananas and monkeys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. saw jonathan at lido, and i saw geogina too! xD&lt;br /&gt;3. went out to meet some people and we went to watch &lt;u&gt;john tucker must&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;die. &lt;/u&gt;the movie is like way nice.&lt;br /&gt;4. and i just got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anon, you can continue spamming my tagboard. i really don't mind. i &lt;em&gt;swear.&lt;/em&gt; i mean you can say whatever you like. and it's not like i would care. alright, i admit i ain't pretty. but so what? does looks really matter that much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you &lt;strong&gt;sarah, nicole,trina and amanda&lt;/strong&gt; for helping me(: but it's okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115892443987296865?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115892443987296865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115892443987296865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115892443987296865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115892443987296865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-i-hate-how-im-feeling-now.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115882913286774900</id><published>2006-09-21T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:45:02.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;ah, i just finished putting all my worksheets in the correct files. feeling pretty much accomplished. so now, it'll be easier for me to do my revision. -SMILES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, derek is like oh so sweet &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. he sent me this really &lt;u&gt;cute&lt;/u&gt; picture! &lt;3 and said that if i'm feeling sad or whatsoever, then i can look at the picture to cheer myself up. oh, he told me a joke too!&lt;br /&gt;here:&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Three guys were in this plane over a town.. one drop a book, another dropped a brick...the third guy dropped a bomb just for fun... when they landed, they saw a kidholding a book, another holding a brick.. then they saw a third kid laughing his head off they asked him waht happened... the kis reaplied : "i dunno ... i just farted and my neighbour house blew up.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dude. ! : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so want to go out tomorrow! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;john tucker must die! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;here i come!&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHAWN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're finally legal! : DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's another happy,&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;banana&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; day today :D !&lt;br /&gt;had to do some mock exam zuowen thing like way &lt;em&gt;early&lt;/em&gt; in the morning. and i just can't think for nuts. so, i just wrote some crap. at least i managed to even write something out. totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had science test too. well, i'm already prepared to fail for that test. since i didn't study at all. so, wasn't really bothered about the paper. "/ even luck can't help now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during math, the class got lectured for playing a fool in class. it's okay. oh oh, diana was being like oh so funny today. oms, she made me laughed like &lt;em&gt;alot&lt;/em&gt;. HAHA : D total craziness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english was way slacked. we had like half an hour to ourselves. was playing games with the rest. oh, one time we played &lt;u&gt;murderer&lt;/u&gt;. and, when we drew lots and stuff, i became the murderer person. so, had to wink and stuff. but, i had to be oh so smart as to wink at the detective. what the heck ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had literature mass lecture after school. was rather productive.-BEAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no, english eoy is like &lt;strong&gt;tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115882913286774900?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115882913286774900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115882913286774900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115882913286774900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115882913286774900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-ah-i-just-finished-putting-all.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115875222229321701</id><published>2006-09-20T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:10:43.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;reply tags;&lt;br /&gt;AMANDA HO :&lt;em&gt; haha, thanks girl. yeah, and you're welcome too! =) oh, and there's no need for sorries!-BEAMS! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRETCHEN: &lt;em&gt;haha, i did 2 pages okay! :D and it was like h-a-r-d(: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOTAL SWEETNESS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i'm finally using the destop after like i don't know how long. -BEAMS. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had fun today! during school, and after school! loves! it's &lt;u&gt;total madness&lt;/u&gt; for me today. laughed till my jaw hurts now. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few of us decided to steal our DNT workpiece home, so we wouldn't need to stay back in school to complete it. however, mr __ found out. so, he went all the way to our class to find us. we freaked out please. he was like oh so agigtated. oh no. ): oh, and i've finished polishing my workpiece, all thanks to &lt;em&gt;hazel's&lt;/em&gt; motivation! thanks girl. &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and and, i've mastered chemistry! tell me how much i &lt;strong&gt;rock&lt;/strong&gt; man. hell yeah. so yeah, i feel kind of accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy, i love today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115875222229321701?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115875222229321701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115875222229321701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115875222229321701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115875222229321701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-reply-tags-amanda-ho-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115865657928395244</id><published>2006-09-19T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:16:49.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/nolies,justlove.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/nolies%2Cjustlove.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we touch, when we love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The stars light up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The wrong becomes undone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; i'm back on blogger. oms, i'm like suppose to be studying? what the heck. i so need&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; motivation&lt;/span&gt;. and, i learnt something today. studying at home is totally a &lt;u&gt;NO,NO&lt;/u&gt;. it's like oh so hard to concentrate please. is like the &lt;strong&gt;bed, television and the computer &lt;/strong&gt;are always tempting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOO. eoys are like only a few days away. and it pretty much sucks, because i haven't even started on my revision. yes, i've been going home early and such. but i never really sit down to study. roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why, thankyou. i'm down with this super bad headache. and i'm being crazy by laughing at my own jokes. -.- darn it.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;boy, i'm like way HIGH today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, sing the love for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BANANAS&lt;/u&gt;! :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all the bananas in the world unite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;peel the banana, peel, peel the banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;chop the banana,chop,chop the banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fry the banana, fry,fry the banana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;na! goreng pisang!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oms. the song is like how &lt;u&gt;cute&lt;/u&gt; please!thanks diana for teaching me it! loves! actually, it doesn't really make sense if you just sing it like that. it must go with the actions and stuff, then it'll make it sound and look nicer. i'm serious. and and there's another version to it, nazreen taught me the other version! -BEAMS. sheesh, that song is addictive. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, cabbed home today! like i went straight home please, instead of going to town. that's like how much tania&lt;strong&gt; ROCKS&lt;/strong&gt;. hell yeah. and, for the first time ever, i'm like really anxious for my end of years=) well, at least i'm more anxious than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;what's left of me?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so sick of fights, I hate them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's start this again for real&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115865657928395244?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115865657928395244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115865657928395244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115865657928395244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115865657928395244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-when-we-touch-when-we-love.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115857459808970111</id><published>2006-09-18T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T20:49:09.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;omgzxz, i just realised that recently, i have been like &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; emo and stuff. like what the heck. this is oh so wrong. i &lt;u&gt;swore&lt;/u&gt; that i would &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; cry for a guy, but i don't know why, it's just w-i-e-r-d. really. it's okay. i'm going to try to be a&lt;u&gt; HAPPY girl&lt;/u&gt; once again, and i know i can do it. hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, school was alright today. i didn't bring my tablet home. didn't want to get distracted. but in the end, i freaking got distracted by trina's tablet. this sucks. &gt;: (!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw chinhao at the bus stop after school! oms, he is like&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; TALL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TALL&lt;/span&gt; TALL &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; TALL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;seriously man. i don't care man, i'm going to be as tall as him! haha! beat that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could press &lt;strong&gt;rewind&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and pause it at the part where &lt;u&gt;you and i&lt;/u&gt; are together.&lt;br /&gt;those basketball meetings, cookie making,surprises and everything,&lt;br /&gt;are my &lt;em&gt;favourite&lt;/em&gt; parts in the filmtape.&lt;br /&gt;is there ever a&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; repeat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; button? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; drifted away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyday&lt;/strong&gt; has been a darn bad day for me,&lt;br /&gt;i swear.&lt;/3&lt; &lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115857459808970111?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115857459808970111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115857459808970111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115857459808970111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115857459808970111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-omgzxz-i-just-realised-that.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115850456878558935</id><published>2006-09-17T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T22:53:30.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for once, it's so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;hard &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to even just &lt;em&gt;force&lt;/em&gt; a smile.&lt;br /&gt;i just need to know, what am i to &lt;u&gt;you?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i mean so &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; to you,&lt;br /&gt;that you're even able to &lt;strong&gt;give me up&lt;/strong&gt; to someone else, &lt;u&gt;easily&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;just to let you know, you mean &lt;strong&gt;alot&lt;/strong&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;so, i guess it's just an &lt;u&gt;one-sided love affair. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115850456878558935?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115850456878558935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115850456878558935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115850456878558935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115850456878558935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-once-its-so-hard-to-even-just.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115841838076566129</id><published>2006-09-16T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:37:01.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/P5100025.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/P5100025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the fog comes through the golden gate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; the moon shines on the bay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; everything has changed &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now that you have gone away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had art class, and it's pretty much boring. since there isn't trina there with me ): so, there isn't anyone whom i'm able to crap with. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the evening, went to the air-port. since daddy would be at terminal 2, so i didn't get to see the fishes thing. haha, nevermind, i'll get to see the fishes on monday. right right? haha :D -BEAMS. oms, i'm so deprived of the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we picked daddy up, then we went to keppel (: okay, i don't know why. but when i first got to keppel, then i was kind of moody. so yeah. that sucks. ohoh, the rest were being funny. is like they tucked their shirts all the way into their pants, and they wore their pants like way high. ohoh, and they made their hair style become side parting. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanna,jessica,wenhan,ben,bjorn,boonhow,weiwei,aunty nancy, trina and i had a game.=) we drew lots to see who is in whose team. so it's like a 5 vs 5 kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like really funny! seriously man. haha, but i bowled like crap. boo. anyway, saw this really little boy. oms, he is like oh so cute. he was like carrying a 10 pounds ball, and he ran all the way to the lane to throw the ball. one time, he ran past the foul line "/ HAHA. wenhan started laughing like &lt;em&gt;alot. &lt;/em&gt;well, everyone did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, boon how was being funny too. he did like all sorts of crazy things. haha, omg, laughed till my stomach hurts man. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;never felt so wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115841838076566129?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115841838076566129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115841838076566129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115841838076566129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115841838076566129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-fog-comes-through-golden-gate.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115837744054141439</id><published>2006-09-16T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T11:35:55.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha, woke up past 10 today, since daddy isn't home! -SMILES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm like just plain bored. i have art lessons later. and and, i bet after art lessons, mummy wouldn't bring me to keppel. since she says " &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;your exams are coming already, if you don't want to study, when are you going to start?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;" so yeah. it pretty much sucks. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy would be coming back today. maybe in the evening? i want to go pick daddy up! :D because, i haven't been to the air-port for like ages and ages! (: oh, the air-port has the fishes thing too! loves. omg, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i so need to believe. have trust, tania. what the heck. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks chinhao, for the song =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;even if-2Be3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the sun refused to shine&lt;br /&gt;Even if we lived in different times&lt;br /&gt;Even if the ocean left the sea&lt;br /&gt;There would still be you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the start of time&lt;br /&gt;You've had my love (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Even before i knew your name&lt;br /&gt;I knew your heart (oh girl)&lt;br /&gt;In the dark of the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;I can see your face (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I always knew from the very start&lt;br /&gt;I would find a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Even if the sun refused to shine&lt;br /&gt;Even if we lived in differrent times&lt;br /&gt;Even if the ocean left the sea&lt;br /&gt;There would still be you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if the world would disappear&lt;br /&gt;Even if the clouds would shed no tears&lt;br /&gt;Even if tonite was juz a dream&lt;br /&gt;There would still be you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've always been there and you'll always will be&lt;br /&gt;The only one (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Until forever you hold me girl (until forever)&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know (ohh..)&lt;br /&gt;In the cold of a winter's chill&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there tomorrow (oh'll)&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl, and here you are with me for all of time&lt;br /&gt;No matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hearts that belong together&lt;br /&gt;From the very start&lt;br /&gt;One love, now and forever&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus 2x]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115837744054141439?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115837744054141439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115837744054141439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115837744054141439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115837744054141439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/haha-woke-up-past-10-today-since-daddy.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115833064282184739</id><published>2006-09-15T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T23:34:16.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/ch950504.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/ch950504.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'll never let you go&lt;/strong&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you promise&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;not to fade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;would you give me that promise?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, i'm on the phone with chinhao now. since i'm like super bored. super funny. we're like telling each other all our troubles (: oh okay, tania and chinhao cheer up man! :D&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i'm just freaking pissed now. -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to eat at swensens with mummy and the rest. met kenneth there &gt;: D! -BEAMS. x10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mummy didn't allow me to watch a movie. like wth, my english eoy is like next friday, and the rest of the papers start on the 2nd october, which means i would have no time to watch movies anymore, but mummy still didn't allow me. darn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and when she left orchard, she can leave without me please. leaving me all alone in orchard. ): should have just gone away, to meet someone else please. instead of going home. omg, that's like so dumb &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;tell me it isn't a lie. please? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reply tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;gretchen&lt;/u&gt; : haha, victoria secrets stuff are hot! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;kenric:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; lol, nevermind. i was the one who wanted to go your house.&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/9391427-115833064282184739?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115833064282184739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115833064282184739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115833064282184739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115833064282184739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-and-ill-never-let-you-go-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115830854654664179</id><published>2006-09-15T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T16:22:26.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;There's something in the way you look at me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. had mass run in the morning. was playing the whole time. (:&lt;br /&gt;2. chemistry kills! )): i don't even understand! well, a little i guess.&lt;br /&gt;3. had chinese test. wasn't that bad. D:&lt;br /&gt;4. math was rather productive. -BEAMS BEAMS.&lt;br /&gt;5. english was super funny!&lt;br /&gt;6. had study group with joanne,wingyan and jiaying after school. loves.&lt;br /&gt;7. got home.&lt;br /&gt;8. going out for dinner with mummy, somewhere in orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115830854654664179?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115830854654664179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115830854654664179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115830854654664179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115830854654664179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/theres-something-in-way-you-look-at-me.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115824662415661475</id><published>2006-09-14T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:16:44.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOD IS LOVE!&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just got back from keppel! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, found out that daddy went overseas!): was pretty sad though, since he didn't tell me anything or whatsoever. it's okay, because daddy would be back this saturday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time, i went to keppel, real early. got changed and everything. and then went to keppel. was in the mrt, when wenhan called, and he said he was alone -.- in the end, i dropped at douby gauht and cabbed all the way to keppel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner with wenhan, ben and trina. then kris came. went to the bowling alley. saw joanna,jessica and keita! : D haha. kenneth came to join us too! so, 8 of them decided to challenge each other. like 4 vs 4 kind of thing, while i was doing my dumb chinese-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's was superr funny! is like after every game, then they would draw numbers, to see who is in whose team. haha, surprisingly, anyone who bowled with han always doesn't bowl well. was super funny! oh, and ben was being super high today! like super! : D his lion roar! hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanna and jessica drove trina and i home! (: both of them are twins, and they're ultimate hillsong fans too! LOVES! they influenced me to hear christian songs again!-BEAMS! and they're really funny and nice people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to mug for chinese now! provided i don't get distracted &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to let the whole world know that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus Lives in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115824662415661475?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115824662415661475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115824662415661475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115824662415661475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115824662415661475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/god-is-love33-anyway-i-just-got-back.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115815284270546588</id><published>2006-09-13T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T21:13:17.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/z8685716.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/z8685716.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Underneath the shade of this tree, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;please look me in the eyes and tell me you love me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because I need to hear that lie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMS, i freaking &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;know how to do the literature assignment thing. what the heck. it's like superr&lt;strong&gt; hard&lt;/strong&gt;. i don't know why, so many people thinks it's easy. -.-! fine, maybe i'm just plain dumb. yeah well, that's who i am. it can't be help, i guess. for goodness sake, i've been working on the assignment for like hours, and i'm still not done with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. there's literature mass lecture tomorrow ): mass lectures are dumb please. no offence, but seriously. as in that's for my case. because for every mass lecture, i wouldn't be paying attention. so, it really doesn't make a difference if i go or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone who tried to cheer me up. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how you all seem to know whether i'm feeling sad or happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115815284270546588?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115815284270546588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115815284270546588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115815284270546588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115815284270546588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/underneath-shade-of-this-tree-please.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115813751698287655</id><published>2006-09-13T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T18:11:59.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;{edited}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was superr fun today! : DDD -BEAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially during design and technology. everyone was telling jokes and dumb riddles and all. and, that made me happy once again. in a way i was laughing like alot. =) seriously man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;question:which part of the body doesn't lie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;answer: hips. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;reason: hips don't lie- shakira&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super cool hur? totally! yeah, now i know how to spend my time during design and technology! poof. i hate fauling that wood thingy. rahh. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. literature was fun too! wasn't paying attention for the whole lesson. haha, kiren sat beside me. and i was helping her with stuff! (: let me tell you a story: "&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's this worm who likes the apple, but the worm doesn't know if the apple would like the worm. do you think the apple would like the worm?&lt;/span&gt; "haha. &gt;: D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, during literature, i was also chatting with durgga and eswari who were sitting at the other end of the class. and one time, durgga got so engrossed with &lt;strong&gt;MY &lt;/strong&gt;conversation, that ___ went to see what she was doing at her com. and, i started laughing like so so so much! D: oms, super funny please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went to macs to study with wingyan! &lt;3 loves. hey, cheer up okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just need a reply from you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115813751698287655?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115813751698287655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115813751698287655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115813751698287655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115813751698287655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-school-was-superr-fun-today-ddd.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115805962282803926</id><published>2006-09-12T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:13:42.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wingyan here!!&lt;br /&gt;bwahahahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;i am here to liven up this almost dead blog.&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;tania, i know you still love him alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;i am very sorry if i couldnt help you,&lt;br /&gt;becuz if it was me,&lt;br /&gt;i seriously dunno wad to do to,&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;actually i oso have a feeling to ahem le larh,&lt;br /&gt;but i told myself i think i will not care about this stuff till after our final year ok?&lt;br /&gt;is like our exams will be over soon,&lt;br /&gt;and by that time,&lt;br /&gt;we will have alot of time to thing about it okaes,&lt;br /&gt;just rmb i will always be there for you and we will go through thick and thin together ok?&lt;br /&gt;hugs tania ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had quite alot of fun today at macs, lol&lt;br /&gt;was waiting for the magicians love one part to load,&lt;br /&gt;suppose it was 10 mins,&lt;br /&gt;but took more than one hour to load,&lt;br /&gt;lol the macs internet is damn slow larhs, haha!&lt;br /&gt;and now i think it is also taking forever to load,&lt;br /&gt;sighs i dun like the new youtube now. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;just dun think too much ok?&lt;br /&gt;probably he stil loves you and thought that u really wanted and therefore he dun dare to face the fact and therefore doesnt want to reply you. yarh,&lt;br /&gt;cheer up ok?&lt;br /&gt;yay,&lt;br /&gt;lets have fun doing everything together ok?&lt;br /&gt;we shall be bestest friends forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love tania and i will always love HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pinkcow signs off    &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;moooooo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115805962282803926?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115805962282803926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115805962282803926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115805962282803926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115805962282803926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/wingyan-here-bwahahahahah-i-am-here-to.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115805601917227457</id><published>2006-09-12T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T18:21:03.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/aww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/aww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What does it take to believe,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In all the things you believe?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And maybe I need to listen more carefully&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't myself today. really. was feeling like oh so moody. like hello, it's so &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; tania to be oh so quiet in class. and it's so &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; tania to not laugh at every single little thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being the way i am. i didn't want things to turn out this way either.all i wanted was to see what you would say. but i guess you accepted it already.to think i might not see those eyes, makes it so hard not to cry.sometimes, i really wish that i would be like some genius or something, so i can invent a time machine. would things be better then? perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I drive to the coast. the place where I drown all my fears. Let the water set me free. I'm screaming can you hear? Or is this the end of everything I loved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you know that you're my bestfriend. before,now and always. &lt;strong&gt;thanks&lt;/strong&gt; for the best time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm just wishing that you wouldn't be part of my past. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115805601917227457?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115805601917227457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115805601917227457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115805601917227457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115805601917227457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-does-it-take-to-believe-in-all.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115795979237461768</id><published>2006-09-11T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T18:33:08.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;school was pretty much alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that i wasn't really paying attention the whole time. yes, i'm facing the teacher, but my mind is freaking somewhere else. -.-! omg, NOOOO. i &lt;u&gt;must&lt;/u&gt; concentrate in class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, now my msn isn't working. whatever please.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i'm slipping away.&lt;br /&gt;tell me, what would you do when it all&lt;u&gt; falls apart&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm tired of wanting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm tired of trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115795979237461768?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115795979237461768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115795979237461768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115795979237461768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115795979237461768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-school-was-pretty-much-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115790405341370863</id><published>2006-09-10T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T00:03:25.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whatever. this just sucks, i tell you. it really does. )):&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when things turn out this way.&lt;br /&gt;why is it infront of others, i choose to believe you.&lt;br /&gt;but deep inside me, it's another story.&lt;br /&gt;it's just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115790405341370863?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115790405341370863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115790405341370863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115790405341370863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115790405341370863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115790015372353493</id><published>2006-09-10T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T22:55:53.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Memories playing like a film without sound&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i'm back home! : D and i'm going to blog about my whole freaking day, which pretty much rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up like way early! bjorn gave me a wake up call!=) thanks man! and, when he called, ben was still sleeping. so it's funny! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed and everything, then heed to keppel. bowled mixed graded masters. and i got champion! : DDD -BEAMS BEAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the masters, went to the terrace top with bjorn, ben, wenhan,boonhow and trina. hahaha! it was superr funny i tell you. at first, they filled the toilet basin in the terrace top with water! then, they started splashing it at each other! until, this security guard came up -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the security guard left, i was the only one who was not wet. so yes, in the end wenhan splashed me first. followed by ben who used the dustbin to pour water on me! :@ in the end, we were all like freaking wet please. and i had to change into another set of clothes, because i looked as if i just showered with my clothes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, the scenery,the wind and everything at the terrace top is like ah, &lt;strong&gt;beautiful!&lt;/strong&gt; seriously! you practically feel like you're in heaven. super nice! &gt;: D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to broadwalk to lunch. haha, we were the noisiest group there, so yeah. everyone was looking at us. well, practically everyone. had to go home after the ladies finals ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, during the victory dinner thing, i was sitting beside lynn jie, we were crazy! &gt;:D! hahah, screamed at almost everything. and we turned high even without alchohol. haha. and and, is like lynn jie and i were always doing the heart sign to weiwei! "&lt;em&gt; weiwei, wo men hen ai ni&lt;/em&gt;! "HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. another crazy thing that happened was, each time gale, trina, krystle and i go to the toilet. then we'll start throwing wet tissue paper and such at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak. got to go finish my art! -.- ! i don't want to go to school tmr! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115790015372353493?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115790015372353493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115790015372353493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115790015372353493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115790015372353493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/memories-playing-like-film-without.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115787693652415367</id><published>2006-09-10T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T16:41:23.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;POOF. i'm darn lazy to blog now. but i'm still super bored.&gt; :@&lt;br /&gt;just got back from keppel. going back to keppel again, later. whatever, i'll blog when i get back again lah. -.-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anway, jerome showed me this website. WETNESS! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.optimalhealth.org.uk/9_ways_to_boost_your_sex_life.htm"&gt;http://www.optimalhealth.org.uk/9_ways_to_boost_your_sex_life.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it. i hate it when i hear such freaking stuff. oms, it sucks &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;,please! )))))))))))))): it happens over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stand-rascal flatts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel like a candle in a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Just like a picture with a broken frame&lt;br /&gt;Alone and helpless&lt;br /&gt;Like you've lost your fight&lt;br /&gt;But you'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when push comes to shove&lt;br /&gt;You taste what you're made of&lt;br /&gt;You might bend, till you break&lt;br /&gt;Cause its all you can take&lt;br /&gt;On your knees you look up&lt;br /&gt;Decide you've had enough&lt;br /&gt;You get mad you get strong&lt;br /&gt;Wipe your hands shake it off&lt;br /&gt;Then you Stand, Then you stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's like a novel&lt;br /&gt;With the end ripped out&lt;br /&gt;The edge of a canyon&lt;br /&gt;With only one way down&lt;br /&gt;Take what you're given before its gone&lt;br /&gt;Start holding on, keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you get up&lt;br /&gt;And get back in the race&lt;br /&gt;One more small piece of you&lt;br /&gt;Starts to fall into place&lt;br /&gt;Ooohhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115787693652415367?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115787693652415367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115787693652415367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115787693652415367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115787693652415367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-poof.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115778579673225811</id><published>2006-09-09T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T17:58:19.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;{edited}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/sad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we are who we were when &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;could've been lovers &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but at least you're still my &lt;em&gt;day late friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, it's like one of those times, when you see this number calling you, then you would feel all happy and all because you've been waiting for that particular phonecall for oh so long already, but in the end, it turned out all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you thought that the phonecall was made by the person, because that person misses you, but no, it's another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone has been telling and asking me stuff.but, all i could say is "i don't know." and "yes, i still love him." yeah well. this has been going on for far too long and i'm already sick of answering with i don't know answers. all i wanted was to shout out to everyone that you and i are just fine, i love you and you love me. but i know that those are just lies. it's just my own wish, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for your smses and your phonecalls simply sucks. because each time i look at my phone, your name just doesn't appear. is it too hard for you to just say i miss you or i love you? well, i admit that it's hard for me, because i know that it doesn't mean anything to you, which pretty much hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once told myself that i would get over you in a week or so. but baby, that was months ago. why is it so freaking hard to let you go?especially when i keep thinking that i've moved on. all i just want to know is what do you want from this relationship?please tell me, if this agony of hoping to hold you,but knowing that it never is going to happen, is going to end?it just hurts too much. really. you know it, i'm still loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;youth masters is OVER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO WATCH HARDGAY&lt;/strong&gt;! :D &lt;em&gt;"okay! say say say!"&lt;/em&gt; darn funny! : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 4th. haha. &lt;u&gt;trina&lt;/u&gt; got 3rd,&lt;u&gt; gale&lt;/u&gt; got 2nd, &lt;u&gt;kris&lt;/u&gt; got 1st!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;all the way! -BEAMS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115778579673225811?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115778579673225811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115778579673225811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115778579673225811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115778579673225811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-we-are-who-we-were-when-couldve.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115772423949718603</id><published>2006-09-08T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T22:03:59.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This wait for destiny won't do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be with me please I beseech you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back from keppel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I BOWLED LIKE FREAKING BADLY FOR MIXED TRIOS! )))):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just couldn't spare for nuts. as in really. i practically opened all my frames. and and, i had to be oh so smart, as to make the bowling ball whack my freaking ankle. so yeah, it's like swollen now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weijie and bjorn,i'm &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; sorry! i pulled you guys' score down. i'm like really really sorry okay.but thanks for all the encouragement and such. you guys are like super encouraging and nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youth masters tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'M MISSING KENRIC FAN! &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115772423949718603?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115772423949718603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115772423949718603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115772423949718603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115772423949718603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-wait-for-destiny-wont-do-be-with.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115769520744147505</id><published>2006-09-08T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T14:00:07.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RAHHH. I NEED TO MOTIVATE MYSELF TO STUDY! &gt;:(!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn it. i've been home for like the whole day. thinking that i &lt;u&gt;must&lt;/u&gt; finish all my tuition homework before i go to keppel. but till now, i haven't even finish 1 math paper. which pretty much sucks. omg, my math is seriously bad! i need help. you know what? next time i'll do math with someone smart, so that person can help me! : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was suppose to meet paul and wingyan in orchard, but i told them that i couldn't make it. hah! and guess what? in the end, i had to go meet them at newton mrt. fine, paul was like scolding me and all. hahah! ohwels. then, they came to my house! paul gave trina and i our presents! &gt;: D thanks. and, he helped me with my english!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i seriously don't know when mummy is going to send me to keppel. i mean is like i've been stonning at home. so yeah. i'm really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HELP ME WITH MY MATH! ))): 4 MATH PAPERS OKAY! DUED ON MONDAY! WTH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115769520744147505?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115769520744147505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115769520744147505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115769520744147505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115769520744147505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/rahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115768538624425813</id><published>2006-09-08T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T11:19:19.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/DSC05844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/DSC05844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMADEA NG HUI! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;girl, you're as sweet as honey!&lt;br /&gt;you're practically one of the best cousin,&lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the jokes that you have told me! (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for sharing with me really nice stuff!&lt;br /&gt;so now, you're already 11 years old! =)&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry that i can't attend your birthday party alright?&lt;br /&gt;just have fun, and party all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU,ALWAYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love sincerly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tania &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115768538624425813?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115768538624425813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115768538624425813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115768538624425813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115768538624425813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-amadea-ng-hui-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115764189822641682</id><published>2006-09-07T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T23:13:26.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/DSC00533.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/DSC00533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never knew how easy you could steal my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss you, come home soon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was pretty much alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to bjorn and kris on the phone last night, and i had to like wake up superr early this morning -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to keppel. bowled youth masters. again, i bowled like crap. as in seriously. i don't know why, but this few days, my average is like rahhh! &gt;: (! nevermind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, after we finished bowling, wenhan,bjorn, trina and i went to watch &lt;strong&gt;the italian job.&lt;/strong&gt; well, wenhan brought the dvd, while i brought my tablet. so yeah. : D -BEAMS. the bowling alley was like super noisy, so we decided to go outside the bowling alley to watch. halfway, ben and winson came! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the show is like really cool. i didn't really understand some parts, so wenhan had to be the one explaining stuff to me! haha. fine, when mummy saw me watching the show instead of studying. she started scolding. so, i had to do my work, while ben and wenhan helped me with the work too. &gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to uncle li's house for a bbq dinner! the food is like niceeee! anyway, after the dinner. sat around and talked, before heeding back to keppel. watched wenhan,ben, bjorn and krystal bowl, then i had to leave already. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss your breath on my neck when we whispered late at night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115764189822641682?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115764189822641682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115764189822641682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115764189822641682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115764189822641682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/never-knew-how-easy-you-could-steal-my.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115755843356394884</id><published>2006-09-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T00:34:35.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/neos.%200006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/neos.%200006.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHINHAO! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, you're finally 16!&lt;br /&gt;you're legal!&lt;br /&gt;you can go anything you want now : D&lt;br /&gt;well, almost anything!&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing you, lots.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DURGGA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, sweets! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;thanks for always cheering me up during class.&lt;br /&gt;and also always doing crazy things in class, making lessons really fun!&lt;br /&gt;without you, i'll just die!&lt;br /&gt;so now, you're finally 14!&lt;br /&gt;yes, you've become much more mature already!&lt;br /&gt;you, smart ass! i love you alot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115755843356394884?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115755843356394884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115755843356394884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115755843356394884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115755843356394884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-chinhao-3-yes-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115752245322006483</id><published>2006-09-06T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T14:00:53.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, so daddy didn't allow me out today. well, maybe he did. but he sounded as if he was challenging me to go out, so i decided not to make things worst, instead i'll just stay home to study : D and and trina didn't want to follow me out too, so yeah. ohwels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up like oh so late today. rahh &gt;: (! woke up at like 10, waited for daddy to go to work, before going into bed again and to sleep past 1. haha. fine, i'm such a pig. but i just can't help it please. i'm really tired. as in &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;. so yes, i have a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, daddy called trina and i to his room, and then he talked/lectured us. actually, it's mostly me. then my dad would drag trina in too. so yeaps. sorry man. yeah well. we were practically in his room for more than an hour. and trina and i were just stonning there, listening to whatever my daddy had to say and than we'll reflect(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, had conference with ben, wenhan and bjorn. haha. wenhan was the first one to sleep, followed by me. oh, is like ben was asking me to watch those really hilarious videos. omg, i was laughing like so much. : DDD yeah, and bjorn had to always ask me to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwels. i'm off to do i don't know what either. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115752245322006483?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115752245322006483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115752245322006483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115752245322006483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115752245322006483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/okay-so-daddy-didnt-allow-me-out-today.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115746403332837571</id><published>2006-09-05T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T00:04:04.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from &lt;strong&gt;ink bar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;in raffles-the plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy was invited there for some launching of &lt;u&gt;concord&lt;/u&gt; range of watches. the designs of the watches were pretty much alright. seriously.with those really prettay leather ones, to white gold ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, the atmosphere there is scary please. is like everyone was wearing gowns, and suits and all. also, you could see like diamonds and stuff there. scary hur. totally "/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fun part is that you get to experience the life of being at this really high class dinner and also in a bar. well, it's pretty much similar. where people go around holding trays of drinks, and you can just pick up the drink anytime you want. : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, the live band,&lt;em&gt;indigo&lt;/em&gt;, was performing there too. i must say, they're really good. you would naturally sway along with their music. hah! and trina was made to sing a part of the song too. haha, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, bye. just hope that i'm able to go out tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115746403332837571?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115746403332837571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115746403332837571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115746403332837571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115746403332837571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/just-got-back-from-ink-bar-in-raffles.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115743066519865394</id><published>2006-09-05T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T12:40:36.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know it's like one of those nights,&lt;br /&gt;when you just can't seem to get to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;and you sit up in your bed crying.&lt;br /&gt;wondering why everything is the way it is now.&lt;br /&gt;you want to scream, but you can't.&lt;br /&gt;you want to push everything off your table, but you can't.&lt;br /&gt;you want to run out of your house, but you can't.&lt;br /&gt;you want to message the cause of it all, but it's not that you can't.&lt;br /&gt;instead, it's because you know that the message would mean nothing to him at all.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THANKS EVERYONE FOR THE PARTY! [[:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; appreciate it, alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for letting me have everything my way.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all those birthday wishes, testimonials, smses and calls.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for paying for the haircut.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for coming over to the party.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the surprises! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making my birthday a really great one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all those cake-smashing, water bombs, sparkles, captain's ball and the fun things we did yesterday were really memorable. :D loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115743066519865394?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115743066519865394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115743066519865394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115743066519865394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115743066519865394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-know-its-like-one-of-those-nights.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115730019295678348</id><published>2006-09-04T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T00:29:17.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TRINA,SHAUN,DOUGLAS,GARY AND ME! : D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, wenhan is like the &lt;em&gt;FIRST &lt;/em&gt;person to&lt;u&gt; call&lt;/u&gt; and wish me happy birthday like at 1200 exactly! =)))) SO SWEET PLEASE! THANKS DUDE! LOVES! &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115730019295678348?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115730019295678348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115730019295678348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115730019295678348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115730019295678348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-birthday-trinashaundouglasgary.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115729590527069092</id><published>2006-09-03T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T23:16:15.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>{edited}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like colours of the rainbow!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SMILES! : DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. went to ntuc. bought the extra food needed for tomorrow's party! =)&lt;br /&gt;2. picked wenhan,ben,weiwei and jen up from far east, sent them to keppel, then went to my grandma's house!&lt;br /&gt;3. went to keppel after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;4. didn't bowl for annual bowling championship, because i wasn't feeling well.so, only trina and mum bowled.&lt;br /&gt;5. went walking around keppel with bjorn,ben,wenhan and boon how.&lt;br /&gt;6. sat at the the terrace rooftop, and yeaps. it's super peaceful there! &lt;3 loves.&lt;br /&gt;7. had to go home! (: going out with keppel members on wednesday. just hoping my parents would allow me out.&lt;br /&gt;8.chatting with jerome,trina and saimun now. jerome is being oh so horny! fine, just OPEN! =) saimun just showed me this website! &lt;a href="http://sheendigital.com/alba/"&gt;http://sheendigital.com/alba/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;53 more minutes(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS EVERYONE who has already wished me an advanced happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115729590527069092?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115729590527069092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115729590527069092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115729590527069092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115729590527069092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/edited-like-colours-of-rainbow-smiles.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115726234548776182</id><published>2006-09-03T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T13:45:45.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Today&lt;/s&gt; tomorrow I'm gonna ride away&lt;br /&gt;And feel the sun throughout my hair&lt;br /&gt;Finally free to be who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Who that is I don't really care&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I've got friends who love me&lt;br /&gt;Blue skies are above me&lt;br /&gt;My blonde hair is everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet &lt;s&gt;sixteen&lt;/s&gt; fourteen.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;Sweet &lt;s&gt;sixteen&lt;/s&gt; fourteen.&lt;br /&gt;It's my chance to shine&lt;br /&gt;Sweet &lt;s&gt;sixteen&lt;/s&gt; fourteen.&lt;br /&gt;Discovering&lt;br /&gt;Sweet &lt;s&gt;sixteen&lt;/s&gt; fourteen.&lt;br /&gt;So much more to life&lt;br /&gt;Sweet &lt;s&gt;sixteen&lt;/s&gt; fourteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drivin' down to the club where we go to dance&lt;br /&gt;Radio is blastin' and the top is down&lt;br /&gt;There ain't nothing' in my way '&lt;br /&gt;Cept the traffic of  L.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've got friends who love me&lt;br /&gt;Bright stars shine above me&lt;br /&gt;My blonde hair is everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma loves me and a sister who shows me,&lt;br /&gt;and a daddy's always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what it feels like I need to see it from the inside&lt;br /&gt;I can taste a bit of what I will find&lt;br /&gt;So much more to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet &lt;s&gt;sixteen&lt;/s&gt; fourteen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115726234548776182?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115726234548776182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115726234548776182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115726234548776182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115726234548776182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-tomorrow-im-gonna-ride-away-and.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115720861868655222</id><published>2006-09-02T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:18:55.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need you like the ocean needs the tide.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day was pretty much alright : D at least i wasn't feeling emo or such. except for the fact that my cough is killing me, other then that today is a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;happy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;day! -SMILES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;had tuition in the morning, and it was rather productive! i learnt stuff =) seriously. and, this is the first time during tuition, when i didn't feel like sleeping! cool hur? oh, and i wasn't looking at the time constandtly, so i was practically enjoying tuition. fine, that's totally wrong. but yes. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after tuition, went for art lessons! (: i have completed my art piece! haha,rejoice! &gt;: D! i'm feeling &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; accomplished! that's the way uh huh uh huh, i like it! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;later, went to keppel! (: met gale and weijie first! hah! and gale is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;second&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; person to give me my birthday present! (the first was caleb) how sweet! and, is like i didn't have to remind her that my birthday is coming. she actually remembered my birthday! thanks gale! i love you so so so much! OH, and gale made us realised that now keppel has this card system, by which you must use your card to like go into certain places (: slot slot! =) it's so fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bolwed doubles with gale at the 6pm slot, then went for dinner at tee top and bowled trios with gale and trina at the 8pm slot. i pretty much screwed up all my games today. so yeah. but i wasn't really feeling down, since mummy was being so encouraging! =) why, thankyou! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh, for the whole time in keppel. i was using the magic wand that gale gave me to make magic spells on people! haha! ben,bjorn,wenhan,jaz, weiwei, gale,trina and weijie were all turned into pigs!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1,2,3,4,5 POOF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;: DDDDDD but, in the end, i turned them back to their normal self (: i'm nice! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wheee; i'll be going to grandma's house tomorrow! =) haven't seen her for ages. yes, ages! mix feeling for me i guess, because if i go to my grandma's house, it also means that i won't be able to go to keppel ): or maybe i can? i just got to pray hard hur? yes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;feeling like i can fly! : D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fly fly fly! &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/9391427-115720861868655222?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115720861868655222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115720861868655222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115720861868655222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115720861868655222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-need-you-like-ocean-needs-tide.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115713051124109515</id><published>2006-09-02T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T01:08:31.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A falling star&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Least I fall alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from keppel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied till 8 plus, then daddy brought us to victor superbowl to fixed trina's bowling ball. haha. is like i was so tempted to buy a new bowling ball, but i remembered what daddy said to me before, so i decided not to even ask him (: yeah, i should be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after fixing trina's bowling ball, we heed off to keppel. on the way into keppel, saw ben,bjorn and wenhan. haha : D they were like walking out? so yeaps. got to the bowling alley, aunty betty told us that there's a 10pm slot that we can bowl. : D -beams! at least, i didn't go to keppel for nothing hur. so yeah. saw weiwei and boonhow at keppel too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just before 10pm, saw ben, bjorn and wenhan in the bowling alley. omg, i don't know what's up with them man. walk out, then walk in again. haha. but was funny! so yeaps. only bjorn and ben bowled the 10pm slot too! =) haha, alright, practically trina, ben,bjorn and i bowled for graded masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my average for the 6 games are pretty much alright, i guess? haha, bowling beside bjorn is really fun. haha. lots of encouragement! (: seriously! hahaha. thanks man.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i love ben's outfit today! super hot! &lt;3 haha, with this long sleeve thing with jeans and such. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go finish my tuition work now. and it's already freaking late. rahh &gt;: ( ! and worst still, the inhaler doesn't even help at all please! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115713051124109515?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115713051124109515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115713051124109515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115713051124109515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115713051124109515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/falling-star-least-i-fall-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115710721203543550</id><published>2006-09-01T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T18:46:06.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up like superrrr late this morning, because i slept at 3am last night. i was practically coughing for the whole night please. and i kept hearing trina, asking me to shut up. was funny though. hahha : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought that i would have the whole day to mug,only till trina told me that we're suppose to meet wenhan,bjorn and weiwei at cityhall. haha, so had to change really quickly and then we took mrt there! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched at fish and co with them, then trina went to meet her clique, leaving me with wenhan,bjorn and weiwei. so, 4 of us just went shopping together! : D hahaha, walked to like different places and stuff, then we got to suntec city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, wenhan went to collect his phone, since it's under servicing. haha. waited for like super long for his phone please. hahah, walked around then got to swensens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later, they accompanied me to the clinic(: hahah, fine. we took like oh so super long just to find the freaking clinic please. ohwels. hahha , so yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, trina's clique are at my house watching silent hill now (: bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115710721203543550?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115710721203543550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115710721203543550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115710721203543550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115710721203543550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/09/woke-up-like-superrrr-late-this.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115703804425036707</id><published>2006-08-31T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T23:27:24.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jerome ; my spanish love mona lisa. says:hahaha, cause im TALL?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey,you says:YEAH! SUPERRR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey,you says:omg, i NEED your height!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jerome ; my spanish love mona lisa. says:NOOO, girls who are tall are really gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jerome ; my spanish love mona lisa. says:i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey,you says:hahaha : D heyy! i'm like superrrrrrrr short. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey,you says:at least maybe a 165 cm right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey,you says:i'm barely there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jerome ; my spanish love mona lisa. says:thats enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jerome ; my spanish love mona lisa. says:how tall do u want to be my dear girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jerome ; my spanish love mona lisa. says:being tall isnt that fun okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey,you says:haha! at least ummm 165cm! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey,you says:but i'm reallly short, hah! i bet you're laughing now !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jerome ; my spanish love mona lisa. says:noo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jerome ; my spanish love mona lisa. says:tall people have to knee bend alot when they bowl lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jerome ; my spanish love mona lisa. says:ITS NOT FUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey,you says:OHYAH! HAHAHAHAHAHAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jerome ; my spanish love mona lisa. says:your the one laughing now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay, jerome just &lt;strong&gt;made my day!&lt;/strong&gt; haha, he's practically the only one who says that being tall isn't fun. and that made me happy. because you're always being jack for being short, which pretty much sucks. so yeah! thanks man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'll probably not be going out tomorrow, since i'm broke. almost. even if i do, the most is i'll just go to see a doctor and get my freaking card fixed and i'll be back home already. so yeah. kind of a boring day for me tmr. alright, i can't rely on my planning stuff, because i'll always have last minute changes. &gt;: (! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anw, i can't sleep now! haha, and i'm hearing songs that brings back memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115703804425036707?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115703804425036707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115703804425036707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115703804425036707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115703804425036707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/jerome-my-spanish-love-mona-lisa.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115702643132657148</id><published>2006-08-31T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T20:38:17.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pictures(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://w49.photobucket.com/widgets/dynamicflash.php?featuretype=bucketstrip&amp;featurename=strip_01&amp;amp;pa=/f260/taniang123/"&gt;http://w49.photobucket.com/widgets/dynamicflash.php?featuretype=bucketstrip&amp;featurename=strip_01&amp;amp;pa=/f260/taniang123/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://w49.photobucket.com/widgets/dynamicflash.php?featuretype=bucketstrip&amp;featurename=teachersday&amp;amp;pa=/f260/taniang123/"&gt;http://w49.photobucket.com/widgets/dynamicflash.php?featuretype=bucketstrip&amp;featurename=teachersday&amp;amp;pa=/f260/taniang123/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_h3Pv5Zn-o0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_h3Pv5Zn-o0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw youtube lah, the song don't even match the steps of our dance video! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, had teachers' day today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to school, then had assembly and stuff. got to the mpr, started practicing dance. haha, then everyone changed! (: haha, put on make-up and stuff. ohwels. and we're off to perform! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i was freaking out in the backstage. had hugs from a few people, then i felt much better: D anyway, the dance was alright. well, i kind of screwed it up a little. i mean,i'm always screwing things up. hahah, oh, and i can hear like iylia screaming my name down stage, and i was like OMG, hahah! :D pressure! so yes, dance is over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the performance, diana and i went around giving the teachers the cookies! =) haha, was superrr funny! is like we were telling them the process of making the cookies! at least they seem happy that we baked it ourselves, instead of buying them. afterall, it's the thought that counts, don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got changed, and i realised that i was superr late. was suppose to meet joel in nanyang at like 12pm. but yeah. i was late. in the end, i cabbed all the way there. thanks to trina's smart idea of walking to flag a cab. haha : D oh! in the taxi, i called jerome, then suddenly i saw him walking, so i was like laughing and laughing. well yeah. was funny. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met people, then got to orchard. lunched at billy bombers. oh, and when we paid the bill, we were like whoa. haha. so paul had to pay extra, because the service charge is like alot. haha, walked around orchard aimlessly after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, sarah chia and the rest got missing. called them and they said they were at cine taking neos. so, in the end. mao,sarah por,joel,yaan meng, paul and i just went our own way. decided to go plaza singapura to catch &lt;strong&gt;devil wears prada&lt;/strong&gt;. it's a realllyy good movie. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! i let the guys and mao taste my cookies! hah! it was dumb &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, boo! &gt;: (! and, yaan meng came up with this really cool theory :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;everyone are losers.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;except which type of losers are they.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;are they the ones who suck at losing?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;or the ones that suck at winning? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather cool hur?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, had a fun day today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I take a closer look at us,&lt;br /&gt;I know we're heading towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;isn't that what you wanted all this time?&lt;br /&gt;it's simply a dream come true for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115702643132657148?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115702643132657148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115702643132657148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115702643132657148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115702643132657148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/pictures-httpw49.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115694516920402930</id><published>2006-08-30T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T21:39:30.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was fun and slack today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially during cme! (: it was superr dumb. we were like taking turns to tell each other lame jokes. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;miss tay: "so, what must you do to be a good singapore citizen? "&lt;br /&gt;tania: " i must pick up litter! -SMILES! "&lt;br /&gt;miss tay:" okay, go pick up all the litter now! "&lt;br /&gt;tania: " HAHAHAHA! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;darn funny please! loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! and is like instead of greeting the teachers in a typical manner, we said the &lt;em&gt;yo yo yo yo&lt;/em&gt; thing! : D hahaa, was superrr funny. seriously man. and is like aleena and the rest would do the actions and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, waited for hazel, kalyn and diana! then, went to far east. waited for ee suan to cut her hair! =) omg, i'm going to cut my hair with the rest on my birthday! poof. then we'll be having bbq party! yay! okayokay, so after that, got to my house, and we started baking cookies! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malvika is such a good baker man. seriously. haha! anw, the cookies turned out well! haha, seriously man. FIRST time i ever made this really successful cookie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, perfomance tomorrow! rahhh&gt;:(! i'm dead. shucks! haha, and we got to put make-up and stuff. wth. i'm going to look like WIERD. yes, super. school ends at 11am! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;strong&gt;COOKIE MAKING WAS OH SO FUN TODAY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves: wingyan, malvika,xiner,cindy,diana,kalyn,eesuan! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115694516920402930?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115694516920402930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115694516920402930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115694516920402930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115694516920402930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/school-was-fun-and-slack-today.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115685230418500625</id><published>2006-08-29T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T19:59:05.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't have mass run today! : DD-BEAMS.because had some briefing on the sec 3 placement thing. omg, i so cannot take physics! save me! "/ if i don't get into triple science, at least let me be in a pure bio and chem class please! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i was feeling dumb in the morning. how could i have forgot that yongen's birthday is like in the earlier part of the year. haha, maybe beacuse i kind of missed out what jerome said to me, so i thought that yongen's birthday was really yesterday! HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had dance full dress rehersal after school. i totally screwed up the whole darn thing. is like i was laughing the whole time on stage. haha. oh, but diana is hot! &lt;3 is like we asked miss jean to help diana spike up her hair and stuff. loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, and i'm having this superrrr bad cough and sore-throat now. maybe it's because of asthma or what, but it sucks please. kept coughing in class. and i'll always difficulty breathing! rahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! tomorrow is cookie making! hot hot hot! haha, invited kalyn and malvika along too! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;tania is a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; girl today! right?&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115685230418500625?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115685230418500625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115685230418500625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115685230418500625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115685230418500625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/school-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115678100236900874</id><published>2006-08-28T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:03:22.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>those&lt;strong&gt; three words&lt;/strong&gt; have been said too much, it's just &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;enough.&lt;br /&gt;people once said that in this world, &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt; last forever.&lt;br /&gt;but i &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; believe that is true.&lt;br /&gt;because the way that i feel when we are together,&lt;br /&gt;i know that is the way i'll &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; feel for you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it got so crazy but I'll do anything to set things right,again.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just hoping that nothing have changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115678100236900874?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115678100236900874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115678100236900874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115678100236900874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115678100236900874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/those-three-words-have-been-said-too.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115676349698575797</id><published>2006-08-28T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T19:15:32.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP1419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DIANA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you lots, lots and lots&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;oh, and you mean so much to me! : D&lt;br /&gt;thanks for making classes to fun!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being my boyfriend! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going bukit timah to shop for the cookies ingredients now! =) ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115676349698575797?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115676349698575797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115676349698575797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115676349698575797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115676349698575797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-birthday-diana-i-love-you-lots.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115669126211221414</id><published>2006-08-27T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:07:42.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; it takes so much out of me to pretend I'm fine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the national library this afternoon. wanted to like finish up my art work, but in the end, i still have a few more pieces to draw. and that sucks, because the deadline for the art piece is like tomorrow? i hate it when i do last minute stuff. i'll always be worrying on whether i'll have enough time to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy picked us up from the national library. went to keppel. wanted to play the 6pm slot for the annual bowling championship, but the lanes were fully booked, so in the end had to play the 8pm slot. played trios with mummy and trina. was freaking pissed with myself. seriously. i bowled like superrrrrr badly. so, i'm in a darn bad mood now. &gt;:(!!! RAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really getting reallyyy sick like ben. as in i've been having this darn bad cough. so yeah. ben was laughing at me because of that -.-&lt;br /&gt;ohwels. wanted to go to the driving range to find yongen, but he told me that he left already. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i kind of deleted the post of me missing jonadab, because it's reallly long,&lt;br /&gt;so here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS JONADAB! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115669126211221414?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115669126211221414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115669126211221414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115669126211221414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115669126211221414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-takes-so-much-out-of-me-to-pretend_27.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115664696170120698</id><published>2006-08-27T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T11:26:07.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;If I said I didn't like it then you know I'd lied.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everytime I try to talk to you, I get tongue-tied.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turns out everything I say to you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comes out wrong and never comes out right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I say why don't you and I hold each other,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fly to the moon and straight on to heaven?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause without you they're never going to let me in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey baby, you really blow my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;i want to be your  &lt;s&gt;romeo&lt;/s&gt; juliet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;i'm missing you.):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;and, this is &lt;strong&gt;DIANA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHH. she's so freaking hot right right?&lt;br /&gt;i know i know!&lt;br /&gt;HER HAIR!: DDD&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/26-08-06_1839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/26-08-06_1839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/26-08-06_1843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/26-08-06_1843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115664696170120698?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115664696170120698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115664696170120698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115664696170120698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115664696170120698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-i-said-i-didnt-like-it-then-you.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115660841742737724</id><published>2006-08-27T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T11:01:08.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;and i am dying inside to hold you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss you ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP1694%20copy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's a sunny yellow banana day!&lt;/strong&gt; -SMILES! : DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from NSRCC. had inter-club masters there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bowled quite alright. yeaps. haha, at least my average wasn't that bad afterall. but is like the freaking pins kept splitting and chopping. wth. i almost died. haha, but i had grace and gale's company! so, it wasn't that bad afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowled 10 games, then went to join wenhan and weijie. after the girls' category, then it was the boys' category, so wenhan and weijie were the ones bowling. haha, stone behind their lanes for superrr long. and i was like superrrrrrrrrrrrrr bored! so, weijie had to lend me his creative zenn! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwels. when i was stonning halfway, i saw BJORN! and i got soooooo happy! because i can talk to someone! =) then i saw ben,trina,weiwei,boonhow,yongen and jaz! &lt;3 loves loves! hahaha! my saviours from boredom please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to play in the arcade, then ben,yongen,jaz and bjorn went to play pool. haha :D lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went for the victory dinner! was funny. haha, seriously man. is like yongen and the rest were playing with the prawns and such. haha :D and we were crazy i tell you! hahaha. lalala. but weijie didn't sit with us one ): ohwels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay, then is like we had to play some games, and i had to dress up like a guy! ): haha, worst still, i had to go up to stage. rahhh! haha:D saimun was laughing at me like crap please! boo! hmpff. so yeah! darn malu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEE; JEROME! HAHAHHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwels. pictures in the next post! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115660727735286463?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115660727735286463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115660727735286463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115660727735286463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115660727735286463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-sunny-yellow-banana-day-smiles.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115651715627642894</id><published>2006-08-25T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T22:56:12.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the days we spent apart make our love grow &lt;u&gt;stronger,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but it hurts so bad that i can't take it any longer. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got back from keppel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg, i'm oh so super tired. rahh! &gt;: (! seriously man. trina got to keppel first, because she went there striaght from school. as for me, daddy sent me there =) loves. ohwels. but in the end, i was late! hahah. shucks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, got to keppel. saw ben,bjorn,weiwei,weijie,wenhan and trina at the bowling alley. hahaha. yeaps. weijie gave me the duty thing. haha, and i had to lead the group 7 people. ohwels. it was super funny! is like when aunty betty announce the lane thing, then i have to lead them to the lanes. rahh. malu man! ohwels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we get to pop those stuff. haha, you know those things that pops and ribbons would start coming out. yeah, haha! was super funny! ben,bjorn and i were at one corner, while the rest were at the other corner. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i helped out with the lucky draws thing. like, each time someone converts a split or has a turkey, then i'll announce the thing. haha, and that sucks okay, because i have to keep looking at all the 8 lanes. boo. and, i can't see for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. then practically everyone there started drinking. so, weijie had his too! and he let me drink his white wine (: haha, seriously, white wine taste better then red wine! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwels. got to do tuition work now. and tmr, i got to wake up darn early! then have to rush to NSRCC. rahh! bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;another day without your smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115651715627642894?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115651715627642894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115651715627642894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115651715627642894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115651715627642894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/days-we-spent-apart-make-our-love-grow.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115650066395826770</id><published>2006-08-25T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T18:16:22.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP0447.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP0447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahhh! help me! i'm having this oh so super bad cough and cold now ): this sucks man. and the cough makes me feel breatheless. pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, school was alright. and i'm in a better mood today. but still, i didn't have the mood to study at all! well, it's just this friday thing. where we know that it's the end of the school day thing, then we won't feel like studying. so yeah. slacked all the way in school. "/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back physics! omg, i&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; PASS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i don't know if i should be rejoicing or what, but i didn't expect myself to even pass=) bceause i didn't study at all, since the pbl deadline thing was during the physics exam date, so yeah. was only rushing to finish pbl! &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i'm going to keppel now! =) bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self reminder: &lt;em&gt;cookie-making with diana on wednesday! loves! &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115650066395826770?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115650066395826770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115650066395826770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115650066395826770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115650066395826770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/rahhh-help-me-im-having-this-oh-so.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115643449087372199</id><published>2006-08-24T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T23:54:05.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;and it hurts to know that when I reach out for you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;you won't be there.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm in a superrrrr bad mood now.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i've been kind of down for practically the whole day already.&lt;br /&gt;since school started, i didn't even have the mood to study at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training, and is like i bowled like fuck.&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm in a &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; bad mood now. &gt;:(!&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't even spare for nuts. seriously. which means, i couldn't even strike.&lt;br /&gt;i so freaking cannot find my line and stuff. rahh.my average was seriously bad!  ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,sorry &lt;strong&gt;kris and yongen &lt;/strong&gt;for venting my frustrations on you guys.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for cheering me up, instead of getting angry with me. of course, thanks &lt;strong&gt;chinhao&lt;/strong&gt; for trying to cheer me up too! oh, and it's okay&lt;strong&gt; ben&lt;/strong&gt;. there's no need for sorries. thank you &lt;strong&gt;wenhan&lt;/strong&gt; for the ride in to keppel, and that cup of ice blended chocolate. thank you &lt;strong&gt;bjorn&lt;/strong&gt; for the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115643449087372199?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115643449087372199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115643449087372199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115643449087372199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115643449087372199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-it-hurts-to-know-that-when-i-reach.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9391427.post-115632766897061179</id><published>2006-08-23T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T20:46:56.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/1600/IMGP0623%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3185/669/320/IMGP0623%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{edited}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let's pretend, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that i've moved on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i tell myself, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that life goes on, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;without you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;open my eyes, l&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ook deep inside. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i run away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i can say that today is a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; happy&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was feeling a little upset in the morning, but after that, i'm alright already(: fast mood swings hur? totally. that's why i hate moodswings so much, because you wouldn't know when you're get all so sad and when you would be your hyper self. that way, nobody would there to talk to you! so, that sucks. rahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had history in the morning. wanted to postpone the history test to some other day, but ____ didn't allow. in the end, we still did the history test. was alright. i guess. except that i kinda forgot how the format is. so, you can also say that i screwed it up a little. but it's okay right? since it's just a normal class test. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had math after that, omg! it was scarrryyy. because, i didn't pass up my math 1 -.- so yeah, had to stand up and everything. hah, nita was standing up with me too! since she didn't do it either! at least i have someone with me. so yeah. ___ scolded everyone who didn't pass up. and when she came to me, it was super funny okay. i was trying to have this remorseful look on my face, but i just couldn't take it. and i kept laughing and laughing. so nita had to ask me to stop. then ___ kept asking me if i needed my sister to remind me and everthing -.- like trina ever does her work. haha! : D so yeah, it's dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for cme, miss tay allowed us to practice our dance for the whole 2 lessons. how nice. haha. so yeah. practiced till recess is over (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for design and technology, i was slacking for the whole lesson. like how much i hate design and technology. rahh. the freaking dust always make me sneeze. and because i didn't bring my workbook, so i had to stand again. haha. hmpf. oh, and i realised that the tables in the design and technology workshop is like oh so lousy. haha. no offence, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for lunch, practiced dance again. took every opportunity to practice, so we could perfect it=) haha, was funny, because i'm always a beat slower. ahaha! then always have to do it again. ohwels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had literature test after that too! =)i just kept crapping in the whole paper. couldn't really be bothered anymore, because my head was hurting like crazy at that time. so yeah. just wanted to finish the paper as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, made sabahat go out of the classroom, then we had a surprise farewell and birthday party for her! =)was super fun! we were like smudging cake and everything on each other's face!when sabahat cried, everyone started crying too. like you'll naturally tear if you hug sabahat and stuff. omg, i'm going to miss you so much dear! all your randomness! ))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwels. kalyn and a few others went to carry me, and swing me onto the grass! for the first time, they took out my shoes and everything. then, the second time they carried me and did the same thing, but this time hazel went to strip me! rahh!and i wasn't wearing pe shirt inside, so yeaps. hahah, will get the pictures from wingyan later! =) but was soo funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had audition, and we got through! omg,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2G3 rocks bigtime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt; yeaps yeaps! hahha! wheee ;&lt;br /&gt;it's shopping time! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;12 more days!(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9391427-115632766897061179?l=little-superherogirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/feeds/115632766897061179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9391427&amp;postID=115632766897061179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115632766897061179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9391427/posts/default/115632766897061179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://little-superherogirl.blogspot.com/2006/08/edited-lets-pretend-that-ive-moved-on.html' title=''/><author><name>breakdown, rebound</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
