<?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-7138691</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:35:02.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the shadows</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>268</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-114909153463067506</id><published>2006-05-31T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T00:05:34.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;England vs Hungary : 3-1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soccernet.espn.go.com/players/international?id=8941&amp;league=uefa.euro&amp;amp;season=2004&amp;cc=4716"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Frank Lampard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; (pen miss 41)&lt;/span&gt;                                                                &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://soccernet.espn.go.com/players/stats?id=10817&amp;cc=4716"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Pal Dardai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; (55)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soccernet.espn.go.com/players/international?id=7935&amp;amp;league=uefa.euro&amp;season=2004&amp;amp;cc=4716"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Steven Gerrard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; (47)                      ASSIST: &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BECKHAM&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soccernet.espn.go.com/players/international?id=8931&amp;league=uefa.euro&amp;amp;season=2004&amp;cc=4716"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;John Terry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; (51)                              ASSIST: &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BECKHAM&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soccernet.espn.go.com/players/international?id=5388&amp;league=fifa.world&amp;amp;season=2006&amp;cc=4716"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Peter Crouch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; (84)                         ASSIST: &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;BECKHAM    &lt;/span&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahha....needed to do this....was sooooo happy when i saw the results..... :) totally cant understd why pple dun think he's a gd player!!! to quote sven, he's not the most fantastic dribbler n he can't tackle for nuts, but he doesnt need to!! he's really the best crosser arnd...havnt seen anyone who can cross like him....! :) yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really love depeche mode's 'somebody'....lovely song....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have tons of bk lying arnd at home waiting for me to read...but cant bring myself to...haha think im kinda saturated....was talking my boss the other day and it got me thinking....we were talking abt the da vinci code and it led to christianity and stuff...(he's a christian) well he was telling me about how he believes in God and that everything is by God's will...So i asked him if he believed in Fate.. and he told me that that was acty what had held him back from christianity a few yrs back... i feel that u cant really reconcile the 2, can u? i don't think u can...by god's will would mean ur path has been laid out for u, undeterred by all the 'choices' that u make in life, cos it ends up that u were meant to make those choices, dunno if u understd me...while Fate is more abt making ur own choices...hmmm...for me, I believe in Fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-114909153463067506?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/114909153463067506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=114909153463067506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114909153463067506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114909153463067506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/05/england-vs-hungary-3-1-frank-lampard.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-114779056880687967</id><published>2006-05-16T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T22:42:48.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;It's so scary....i jus saw a group of aunties downstairs dancing a line dance to....pussycatdolls feat.BEP's 'Beep'!!! damn if it wasnt quite horrifying....have bought new clothes!!! haha n new shoes!!! :) hmmm cant wait to watch da vinci code and xmen...:) very sian, but still got tuition tmr....sighhh..damn tired! bleahh.. cant stand some customers...pls don't ask me stupid qns...n pls don't be so obnoxious...i know ure frustrated n everything, having someone sick at home, i'm willing to help, but don't be so bloody rude and condescending!! there's only so much i can take!!!! arghhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;you sneak into my thoughts at the oddest moments..you've really hurt me this time.&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/7138691-114779056880687967?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/114779056880687967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=114779056880687967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114779056880687967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114779056880687967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-so-scary.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-114709967511033902</id><published>2006-05-08T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T22:47:55.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;met up with sonya on labour day!!! havnt seen her in such a long long time! haha met at raffles city and went to bakerzin to grab a bite before going to VCH to attend the HC strings ensemble concert....man the dessert at bakerzin is jus absolutely fab!!!! we had the dark choc cake 'lavende' and u can really taste the lavender!!! i love dark choc!!! Then we rushed to VCH for the concert...it was really pretty gd! esp the 2nd piece....but it was so anti-climatic, cos when the whole thing ended and the ensemble was obviously waiting for someone to shout encore, no one did!!! ahhh damn paiseh....sighs....but it was a gd concert...:) we then went to esplanade, which believe it or not, i have NEVER been to..:) haha so it was a day of many firsts!!! 1st musical n 1st trip to esplanade...:D to sonya: u shld be very honoured....haha... we went to the roof-top and it was really nice! the singapore skyline is really pretty at night...with the fullerton, the old n new supreme courts, marina mandarin, conrad...really nice...haha except for the ugly peninsula plaza which we both agreed totally spoilt the view...its damn ugly!!! haha it was a fun day...cant wait till our next meet-up! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;watched m.i.3 on sat night with lisa....whoa it's really gd!!!! that's what i call an action-packed movie!! loads n loads of action...haha n all performed by our superhero-------Tom Cruise! haha but u shld watch it! :) btw, when u watch the movie, pls pay attention to tom cruise's wife?! bcos as i watched it, i realised sth.............she looks like KATIE HOLMES!!!!!!!!!! man talk abt major freak out! i mean for a blockbuster like M.I. 3 im sure u shld get a leading lady who's really famous yea? but ive never seen her before!!!!!!! gdness....damn creepy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;btw.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BACKSTREET BOYS WON FAVE POP ACT FOR MTVASIA AWARDS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAAHHAHHAAHAHHHAHA.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sorry but i really needed to do that...:) so to all those who said that they're past n done? hahahahahaa.......ure SO wrong.... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-114709967511033902?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/114709967511033902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=114709967511033902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114709967511033902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114709967511033902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/05/met-up-with-sonya-on-labour-day-havnt.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-114580552423375750</id><published>2006-04-23T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T23:18:44.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u know what makes me really happy? when i stop myself from renting a bk that i REALLY want at the bkshop cos it's too damn expensive and guess what? i find it the next day at the library....! hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;went to NTU for the mass comm interview on sat!!! haha man it's friggin' far... thank god my bro-in-law cld give me a ride there...think i'd have to take at least two hrs if i were taking public tpt...haha.. the sch looks pretty nice, tho it looks abit small...hmmm but i didnt explore much...was too nervous!!! haha but i think the interview went alright....haha hopefully!! :) was qt nervous at first but then my nerves steadied out after..haha but when the interview was over n i was talking to my friends haha it started trembling again...haha after-effects...but is jus so happy it's finally over...:) shall jus wait and see now..:)&lt;br /&gt;i hate shopping for laptops....cos the pple always rattle on and on n ive no friggin idea wad they are talking abt....seriously, im not very comp savvy and i cldnt care les...wahhh went to simlim/simlin? today and it was so crowded..! hais ok but nt bad....brought some brocs back and managed to narrow down the choices...man this is goin to clear out my earnings for the past few mths...&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when my blog becomes somewhere where i cant speak my mind...times like this, i feel like setting up another one jus for me to vent!!!! arghhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-114580552423375750?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/114580552423375750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=114580552423375750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114580552423375750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114580552423375750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/04/u-know-what-makes-me-really-happy-when.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-114537703301639830</id><published>2006-04-19T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T00:17:18.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="250" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 18px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" target="'_blank'"&gt;Academic Girl&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Click on the picture below to read more: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" target="'_blank'"&gt;&lt;img height="'260'" alt="'Academic" src="http://www.blogger.com/" width="'200'" border="'0'" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; the 'What Kind of Girl Are You?' quiz at CookingToHookup.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-114537703301639830?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/114537703301639830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=114537703301639830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114537703301639830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114537703301639830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-academic-girl-click-on-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-114537376582040241</id><published>2006-04-18T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T23:22:45.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;To jy: no ure nt actually wrong, I know what's the problem,trust me. there have been times when i lie awake in bed and im jus so mad at myself. why am i doing all this...im goin to regret not doing so many things that i actually wanted to do...yes i do regret not going ahead and doing certain things, but at the end of it all, i feel that it is sth that i shld do.. im not living someone else's life, not in that way...but im jus doing some things tt i think need to be done. i don't know if anyone understds this acty but it's jus the way i look at it..sometimes i do feel that i shld learn to live a little...although it's nth acty that extreme, but yea...i do get what u mean..:) so thanks! for caring enough to tell me..:) not many pple wld have.. haha but i do wonder when u observed it ha.... :D&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;On a different note altogether...&lt;br /&gt;The most important things often hit without warning. and as it should, this one did exactly that. I neve saw it coming, I cld never have dodged it. But i guess when the anger that I thought shld have risen in me did not surface, but instead i felt so much hurt, I really shld have known better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-114537376582040241?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/114537376582040241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=114537376582040241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114537376582040241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114537376582040241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-jy-no-ure-nt-actually-wrong-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-114443182022210431</id><published>2006-04-08T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T01:43:40.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 1.23am. haha i need to stop blogging at such late hours...:) but today was a gd day...guess i must really treasure these gd days that i have...haha.. went to the rental bkshop after wk today....got the latest brenda joyce bk!!! n got one of her old ones too haha guess tt contributed to my gd mood...:) met simin and may on wed at PS...man i think that was the first time in god knows how many yrs tt i ate my dinner at 6+...felt so bloated!! haha glad tt simin liked the bag i got her...haha always have a very gd time when i meet up with the both of them...haha laughed til i started tearing...:D we always seem to have a communication breakdown when we talk yea? hahahah...:D jus wanna say thanks for being a very impt part of my life...may:someone who was my very best fren when we were in p3 and simin: someone who features v greatly in all the times tt i was truly happy in HC... :) thanks girls..&lt;br /&gt;goin to PS again on sun! ahha gonna go get my sunglasses!! haha v exciting!! :)&lt;br /&gt;btw the bk sale at PS sucks..cldnt even get a single bk la...all of them were some crappy comp bks...and the few nora roberts bks tt i found( after unearthing them from the mountain of bks) i had read b4!!! arghhh v frustrating...the one at paragon is much better.... :)&lt;br /&gt;Lost is very very gd!!! im qt hookd on the new season...it's so much better than the last season! things are falling into place but yet there are new discoveries to be made....haha exciting!!! man once a wk is not enough!!! hmmm now i only watch grey's anatomy n lost....strangely am qt put off by desp hswives....getting BORINGG...... ohwelll...patrick dempsey ( i think) well anyway Dr. McDreamy in grey's anatomy is getting on my nerves!!! wahhh cant stand him man...damn whiny cant-make-up-his-mind fella...but other than him, the series' really nt bad...love sandra oh! jus heard the radio...some nice songs...&lt;br /&gt;Hot five (i think) - cash machine&lt;br /&gt;gwen stefani- crash&lt;br /&gt;eminem- shake that&lt;br /&gt;pussycat dolls feat. BEP - beep :)&lt;br /&gt;n in another era altogether.....&lt;br /&gt;air supply- goodbye&lt;br /&gt;air supply- all out of love&lt;br /&gt;depeche mode- somebody  ( v v v v nice.....)&lt;br /&gt;bryan adams- everything i do- i do it for u   ( my fave song)!!!!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-114443182022210431?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/114443182022210431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=114443182022210431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114443182022210431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114443182022210431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-1_08.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-114408640361384071</id><published>2006-04-04T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T01:46:43.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It's 1.30am and im still up...was acty really tired and shld have been sleeping...but in the end started watchg TV and surfing the net...yea well so im still here...hmmm everything's pretty screwed up right now...yea to quote sonya, 'the world's shrinking..' ok maybe those weren't her exact words...but yea sth to tt effect..it really didnt seem tt too long ago when the world was shining with possibilities...and we cld have our pick of them...right now im jus being bludgeoned to death with reality. maybe it's cos it's in the middle of the night...but i jus feel oddly depressed and deflated. everything's very screwed up...nva been a very optimistic person n right now i jus feel downright angry n sad. over what ive no idea, but it's jus one of those times when it seems like everything u think u know so well has been yanked right out from under ur feet and ure jus left floundering. sigh. depressing eh? damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i need to stop moping arnd. tmr's (ok technically today) another day n i gotta work...many many things to do n i dun have time n energy to think so much. pple tellu to count ur blessings but at times like these u jus dun feel like it, of cos i tell myself (as i silently list my miseries in my head) heyy ive many things to be happy abt...smile valiantly and yupp...it's pretty much a blank right now. man this is depressing. but ok yea im done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-114408640361384071?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/114408640361384071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=114408640361384071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114408640361384071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114408640361384071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-1.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-114234748340607025</id><published>2006-03-14T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T22:44:43.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I need to do my uni applications soon. arghhh am so lazy that i almost can't stand myself alr...sighhh...need to put aside some time n fill in my applications...doesnt help tt im still not decided abt my 2nd n 3rd choices...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;went to the IT fair on sunday...ya the last day...n it was absolute HELL... first the place stank, it was packed like mad, the air-con sucked and the organisatn of booths cld have been better...well anyway i jus went arnd collecting brochures n bringing them hm to read...cldnt even go near the laptops what with the throng of pple surrounding each booth...then i had to walk the freaking long link to raffles city...really damn far!!!!!  :( ok fine i shall stop bitching...it was a bad day la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;saw a really cute caucasian guy at raffles city!!! ahha dunno why but they really do it for me...he had really nice eyes!! haha saw him arnd qt a few times...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;went to the open hs w simin n may n lisa on sat.....spent my entire day walking arnd...but mus say it was qt useful...tho we were frying in the weather...haha simin, thnx for putting up with my whining man hahaha...yes n i still feel that i was carrying too many bags...:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we got to talking abt some pple n sth happened tt day to really piss me off...it's nt like ive not been trying to do some reconciliation on my part,ive tried la! but wth...ure seriously pissing me off n to me ur behaviour is acty totally uncalled for to me..but im putting myself in ur shoes n trying to put matters right...ure nt helping n u know what? im not going to spend my time making amends for a mistake i didnt make in the first place...so long. i don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-114234748340607025?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/114234748340607025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=114234748340607025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114234748340607025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114234748340607025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-need-to-do-my-uni-applications-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-114190699551062669</id><published>2006-03-09T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T20:23:15.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I got a new hp!!! my pink motorola...:) yuppp &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;been wking at my current wkplace for a couple of mths alr and i must say its been qt an experience... everyday someone wld come in with a new 'story' to tell, and i take my hats off to these caregivers.. Round the clock supervision, taking care of them...it's really not easy...and it's so expensive!! sometimes i feel bad tt i cant give them further discounts when it's so obvious that they're not well-off but hav no choice but to spend on the pdts...and it comes up to a huge amt...once the person becomes bedridden, u need wheelchair,hosp bed, diapers, nutritionals, commodes, etc...a few k!!! it puts into perspective abt mortality..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;going to stay over at my sis's hs for a few days....yay!!! haha can play with my niece non-stop...:) and real madrid crashed out.....sighhh cant say it was a big surprise but it sucks all the same...arghhhhh :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-114190699551062669?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/114190699551062669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=114190699551062669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114190699551062669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114190699551062669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-got-new-hp-my-pink-motorola.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-114079600062604899</id><published>2006-02-24T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T23:46:40.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;'For a brief moment, my heart caught in my throat as your name leaped at me from the screen. Joy surged through me as my heart missed a beat. For one moment, I truly thought that it was all coming true. Then cruel dismay washed over me, as I realise it is not you. Anger, fierce and dark, rises within me, as you've made me face the reality of my feelings, how hopelessly my heart is caught in yours. And there is nothing I can do.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-114079600062604899?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/114079600062604899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=114079600062604899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114079600062604899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114079600062604899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/02/for-brief-moment-my-heart-caught-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-114079383110796976</id><published>2006-02-24T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T23:10:31.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;A levels are out next wed!!!!! scaryyy...too suddenly have a fixed date after all the rumours that have been arnd...it's pretty nerve-wracking...damn but it's fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;going bac to wk after two days' leave was a gd decision...:) have acty been feeling v bored and increasingly irritated at wk...dealing with sometimes really awful customers that i jus feel like slamming the phone down on or jus telling them to nt buy if they find it too ex...argghhh! and i feel like strangling my tuition kid sometimes....why can't he jus do his hw???!!!! even after scolding him, the next lesson the same thing will happen...makes me pity my pri tutor when i used to nt finish my wk...but heyy i was so scared of her tt most of the time i confessed (while in tears) before she has even began lors....sighhh...wad ever happened to the healthy fear of teachers.... it's really qt true when they say that tutors are hardly worth anything in the parents' eyes...jus a tool, n if the kid fails...ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;on a happier note...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i went to the beach last sunday!!! haha went east coast...havn't been there since like really really long...when i was pretty young haha yupp it's been that long...:) it's really nice to simply walk along the edge of the sea barefoot...very soothing and relaxing.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;real madrid LOST... arghhhhhh...against ARSEnal........ok fine haha but i cldnt resist....;p seriously thought they wld have won!!!!!!! sighhh...ohwell but at least becks played well.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;reading judith mcnaught's 'whitney, my love' now...it is a fantastic bk!! i think this is the 3rd time im reading it...but i nva get sick of it...:)  shld go read it...:) was going to meet sonya next wed but can't now...cos of the results being released...Haha i sure hope i get to meet her sometime soon! seems like all our attempts have been thwarted..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-114079383110796976?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/114079383110796976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=114079383110796976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114079383110796976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/114079383110796976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/02/levels-are-out-next-wed-scaryyy.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-113991869935226104</id><published>2006-02-14T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:04:59.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!!! :) sighhh so sad this yr!!!! no presents!!! at least last time when we were all in sch we'd do gift exchange....esp in stnicks...man it was madness, spending the whole day running up n down sch corridors and in n out of the staff rm...but now....SIGHH...haha ohwell..&lt;br /&gt;had class gathering on sat night! was really pretty surprised with the turnout...think we didnt even have so many pple turn up for jts lars....hmmm dunno if it was bcos of the fact that i had jus taken my medicine so i was relly drowsy or what..but i was really qt bored...ha didnt help tt all the guys cld talk abt was army all the way...man! haha maybe they'll exhaust the topic say....one yr later? nahh,,,tt's too short...hahaha..:) but it was gd seeing the faces again...tho sometimes i felt awkward...seems to me like we've lost the easy camadarie with each other...pretty divided despite a large turnout...but i finally took pics!!! haha brought my digicam...:)&lt;br /&gt;work's stressful...was really tired out the past few days....wanted to smash sth haha...sth tt wld break into a satisfying million smithereens...:)&lt;br /&gt;yixin's left for aust...take care girl...shall miss havingu arnd...tag me ok??? i'l make sure i'l reply..:) n email me!!! haha...:)&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed cld hardly describe how i feel, but im not in the position to make judgements, so i can only say tt i'd expected so much more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-113991869935226104?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/113991869935226104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=113991869935226104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/113991869935226104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/113991869935226104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day-sighhh-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-113746013723446328</id><published>2006-01-17T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T09:08:57.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha to everyone who cannot understand y i'd go to a bsb concert.....dun try...haha... :) wun mind goin to a franz ferdinand concert tho, think theirs shld be gd!! like their songs...but oasis, nah....dun like them too much...gonna expect lotsa hate mails i think with my this comment...lotsa pple seem to adore them ha...:) bleahhhh have fallen sick, but still wking....so sad lars....flu n sore throat, but at least im much bbetter alr..sucks slping in an air con rm when u have flu..yea yea i know im nt supposed to, but then i cant get to slp w/o air con!! haha...there's a new colleague at wk...and i have to teach her stuff...hahah finally made me realise as i compare with her that hey! ive learnt qt a bit compared to last time...:) jus glad ive managed to come thru...scolded my tuition kid last night...;p felt qt bad afterwards but had to scold lars...he wasnt doin the hw...tsk tsk....feel so sry for him...i know exactly what he's goin thru...i went thru worse, my tutor was HELL ...was damn scared of her...:) hmmmm goin to start wk in 2 hrs...too fastttt!!!!!!! haha....n sonya!!! we mus watch geisha tgt!!! dun watch w anyone else ars...ahhh n i still havnt watched narnia...man what happened to the hols? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;CNY coming soon...qt happy abt tt...cos this yr i can like happily shop for clothes n all the new yr goodies w my mum w/o worrying abt hw tt i havnt done...haha...:) and..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;AUSTRALIAN OPEN'S STARTED!!!!!!!!! GO J C FERRERO!!!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-113746013723446328?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/113746013723446328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=113746013723446328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/113746013723446328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/113746013723446328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/01/haha-to-everyone-who-cannot-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-113655871883501812</id><published>2006-01-06T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T22:45:24.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back!!!!!!!!!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;hahahahha heyyyy!!!!! yay im finally back ahha...:) my comp's FINALLY repaired...but it's for the time being only....my bro-in-law warns tt the next time i switch on...........it might not work again....ARGHHHH...so must take advantage of it now....or i cld resolve to never switch it off...:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ok updates!!!! am working now...at kinda like a pharmacy...haha the wk's pretty cool...meet lotsa pple...was telling sonya that it really opened up my eyes...cos this place sells mostly wheelchairs...n hospital equipmt, so most of the pple i meet acty have many probs...almost everyone has someone at home who cant walk or is really sick...guess it's sth tt u always know, but it jus hits u all of a sudden when u come face to face with it...hmmmm been at it for 2 wks...haha and alr ive been counting down to the wkends....its hard wk man....sighhh n im giving tuition twice a wk too...so it's really damn xiong ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;met up with the pre u sem gp on boxing day!!! ahha had such a fun time...11 ppl turned up!!! nt bad...:)  had a really gd time...havnt seen them for like 1 and a 1/2 yrs...haha chirag's still as funny as ever n mingyong as crappy as ever...:) shld meet up again!!! :) listening to the eminem cd now...encore rocks!!!!!~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;meeting up with sonya next wk...finally! gonna watch geisha i think...jus read the bk...cant wait to watch gong li's portrayal of Hatsumomo!!! :) sighhh really dunno when's the next time il be updating so must type everything now...ahha...:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Sometimes things don't turn out the way u want them to...i guess il nva know who's fault it was...or if anyone was at fault in the first place....wish lotsa stuff, but guess i can only blame myself for letting it slip by..dunno if things cld have been different, it jus sucks when i think abt it...during sch, i kept thinking, 'ok let's see after a's, see how it goes...' now that it's alr '06...i dun have sth to hold on to anymore..im still very confused acty..sighhh it's a messy situation...yea i know i dun make sense..hmmph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;well have currently got ZERO prom pics...haha cos everything is scattered everywhere...din bring cam tt day...so gotta wait for pple to send me....n comp been spoilt for so long...hope they still rmb to send me ha...:) my niece is getting cuter by the day!!! ahha she came by jus now..man she's such a cute little thing...haha so look forward to seeing her every wk... :D although been v tired every night when i reach hm, i still stay up...most of the time reading, n my mum doesnt understd lars haha cos i wake up the next day damn friggin tired...but its the only free time i have throughout the wk see...so i gotta make use of it...so end up reading till 1am...haha nocturnal..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;BSB GONNA BE IN TOWN!!!!!!! hahahah...damn excited...but dunno can go not...mum considering..hahah sonya says she'll go with me tho i know she doesnt want...hahaha...she says it'll be an experience...but heyyy i think its gonna be gd.:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ok...think it's qt long alr...:) screen's abit warped so the colour's damn off...ahh i hate my comp...haha....cya here again...(soon i hope)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-113655871883501812?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/113655871883501812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=113655871883501812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/113655871883501812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/113655871883501812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2006/01/back.html' title='back!!!!!!!!!! :)'/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112986682160273666</id><published>2005-10-21T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T11:53:41.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahh things jus suck...been comin to sch almost everyday this week for remedials n consults...arghhh...ohwell except for tues( but tt was cos i didnt realise i'd remedial) ahhh kill me now...sighh..time flies by so fast...walkin into sch today was really weird...hmmm its open hs today...n i jus feel so old n i dunno...weird...ugh...its like i look at all these j1s n i feel no bond whatsoever...none...this sch...seems like jus a stop b4 i move on....have had gd memories here...many gd memories...but bad ones too...i jus dun feel the love for the sch...might be proud of it but no love here lars...sighh...i dunno maybe one yr looking bac il miss it...but for now...hmmmph...i know what il miss tho...gonna miss the class, my clique...maybe the lib hhaa....n some pple here n there...but sighh....not as much as il ever miss SN...was reading teo's blog...n yea!! there were so many gd memories!!!&lt;br /&gt;the canteen food&lt;br /&gt;goin downstairs to sonya's class to look for her..&lt;br /&gt;writing letters to her..&lt;br /&gt;PE! (susan lim:)&lt;br /&gt;dong li huo che hahaha&lt;br /&gt;goh's mangoes&lt;br /&gt;teo's bread&lt;br /&gt;bus 25!!&lt;br /&gt;tau huay&lt;br /&gt;mac's&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;br /&gt;7-11&lt;br /&gt;and all those times we stayed bac to jus chat....&lt;br /&gt;and talk abt wad we were gonna do...those talkes we had abt wad we were gonna do in ten yr's time...let's see if the predictions will come true...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112986682160273666?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112986682160273666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112986682160273666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112986682160273666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112986682160273666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/10/wahh-things-jus-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112908283964203418</id><published>2005-10-12T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T10:07:19.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhh my comp at home crashed...so have to resort 2 using sch comp to update now...ahha sry but think these few days all my updates will be abt the world cup qualifiers ha...:) ENGLAND ARE THROUGH!!!!!!!! well not the way i'd have liked them to be through, (it was bcos some other ctry beat someone tts why they qualified) but ohwell, a qualification's a qualification...:) n OMG!!!! why did beckham get sent off!!!??? that stupid guy was faking it on the 2nd yellow card!!! there was like minimal contact and he flew n rolled on the grnd like he was in agony...i cant satnd divers!! urrghhh...now becks cant play for the poland match bleahh...sighhh&lt;br /&gt;sch's ending real soon..by the end of this week....alot of work to do..so many pps to attempt....haha drew up a timetable ytd...feel qt proud of myself...haha i jus hafta go fill it in today...:) hmmm wont be goin for class dinner on fri n jus realised tt the next time i see the whole class again wld be during a's! qt scary...hmmm&lt;br /&gt;ohya was watching buffy on SCV, its the last season...n it's really qt gd!!! :) love spike to bits ha....so damn cool lars...:)&lt;br /&gt;anyone watch the taiwan show on sat nights ch u at abt 1230am??? pls tell me the name of the lead actor if u know!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112908283964203418?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112908283964203418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112908283964203418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112908283964203418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112908283964203418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/10/ahhhh-my-comp-at-home-crashed.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112852326024317971</id><published>2005-10-05T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T22:41:00.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/640/greece%20becks.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/greece%20becks.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beckham guides England to victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England secured a 2-0 win over Greece in their group nine World Cup qualifier. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112852326024317971?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112852326024317971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112852326024317971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112852326024317971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112852326024317971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/10/beckham-guides-england-to-victory.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112852228255325745</id><published>2005-10-05T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T22:24:42.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/640/david-beckham175e.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/david-beckham175e.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWW....so sweet...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112852228255325745?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112852228255325745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112852228255325745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112852228255325745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112852228255325745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/10/awww.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112852193857115348</id><published>2005-10-05T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T22:18:58.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/640/1603415beckhamgol288p.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/1603415beckhamgol288p.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becks!!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112852193857115348?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112852193857115348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112852193857115348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112852193857115348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112852193857115348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/10/becks.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112852185316075945</id><published>2005-10-05T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T22:17:33.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Beckham: the king of assists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;David Beckham has started the season strongly. The Englishman has shown, during this start of the season, his good physical form and the characteristics which make him &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one of the best players in the world&lt;/span&gt;: his vision of the game and his precision in his passes. These two specialities put together are very important for a player in his position: in assists. The Englishman has made &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a total of five assists in seven games&lt;/span&gt; (three in the League and two in the Champions). The last two still remain fresh in the minds of the Madrid fans: two millimetre perfect centres to Raúl and Soldado which served to beat Olympiacos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ad.doubleclick.net/click%3Bh=v5330830%2ai%3B15924356%3B0-0%3B0%3B10258635%3B4307-300250%3B11890701119085971%3B%3B%7Esscs%3D%3fhttp://www.tarjetarealmadrid-banesto.com" target="_target"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://ad.doubleclick.net/click%3Bh=v5330830%2ai%3B15924356%3B0-0%3B0%3B10258635%3B4307-300250%3B11890701119085971%3B%3B%7Esscs%3D%3fhttp://www.tarjetarealmadrid-banesto.com" target="_target"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;In the last few games, David Beckham has stood out for his goal assists. In the match against Athletic Club de Bilbao a free kick headed by the Brazilian Robinho and a corner kicked in by Raúl gave victory to the White team.&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday at Vitoria, he assisted Ronaldo with a great pass for the second goal which sealed the second consecutive triumph for Madrid. In a press conference the Englishman said: "In the last three games we have got a lot of goals from free kicks and corners".&lt;br /&gt;"We are working very hard on this in our training sessions. I am happy about how the last two games turned out and also on a personal level because one of my principal jobs has always been to give passes for goals". "I am very happy when we score from dead ball situations. It´s a type of play which fits in with my playing style and many goals originate from my feet as has happened in the last few games when Robinho and Raúl scored. We have to carry on doing the same thing", he concluded.&lt;br /&gt;The figures for the number “23” speak for themselves. In the five league matches which they have played, Beckham has enjoyed 455 minutes in which he totals 18 assists and 360 passes in total, 274 good, which means more than 75% effectiveness in his passes.&lt;br /&gt;Along with these figures there are also 63 centres to the area, of which 13 were assists for shots on goal from his colleagues in white. Among these shots to the area you also have to take into account the corners taken by the Englishman and translated into goals by the Brazilian signing and the captain of the Whites.&lt;br /&gt;Also in the Champions the contribution from Beckham has been vital. In the match against Olympiacos, his were the two passes for the goals. The first one allowed Raúl to get his 50th goal in this competition -which makes him the maximum goalscorer of the competition-, and he is was also the centre which was picked up by an opportune Soldado to finish off a match which had become difficult due to the Greeks equalising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;~swoon......:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112852185316075945?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112852185316075945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112852185316075945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112852185316075945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112852185316075945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/10/beckham-king-of-assists-david-beckham.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112848071837778255</id><published>2005-10-05T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T10:51:58.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a pisser of a mood</title><content type='html'>today is a sucky day...been feeling very outta sorts latelt...very snappish too...n feeling v v v bitchy....but have managed to hold bac so far, so all the damage ive done so far is to myself, as i struggle with immense difficulty to choke bac words....arghhhhh...everyone sucks and everyone is so fucking irritating....getting on my frgging nerves....yeayea i know im ranting....ahhh but am jus so irritated...hate the look on ur faces, hate wad u say....damnit!!!!!  ok so i feel slightly better...ahhh everything's terrible...&lt;br /&gt;well on a better note...or happier note.....becks is thriving on the right flank!!! ahha so happy that he's so in form...the recent match against real mallorca, he set up all 4 goals!!! ahha all those hu says he sux, eat ur words!!! still think he's one of the best players in the world...aha see, i didnt even say he's the best, have maintained a modicrum of rationality...but i still think he's the best crosser ha...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112848071837778255?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112848071837778255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112848071837778255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112848071837778255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112848071837778255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-pisser-of-mood.html' title='In a pisser of a mood'/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112799695358920893</id><published>2005-09-29T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:29:13.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;met up with sonya on tues!!!! the last day of freedom before sch started again...yea well we went to the new NLB and wow it looks really gd!! i mean there are like 13 floor and the building struc looks really gd...:) went and borrowed lotsa bks ha....one whole shelf of nora roberts...cldnt resist!! haha...then we went to pastamania at bugis for lunch...ahhhh food there very nice....ive a craving for it now...Yea well then we walked arnd, got bored and went delifrance to jus sit and talk...catch up on things...:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sch has started n ahhh....have to get bac into the flow of things again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112799695358920893?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112799695358920893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112799695358920893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112799695358920893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112799695358920893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/09/met-up-with-sonya-on-tues-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112765820081884703</id><published>2005-09-25T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T22:23:20.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;yay! i bought a white tube top today!!! haha...=) happyhappy...well anyway tho i dun really like orchard, i seem to be goin there alot lately...went paragon on sat night...n taka again today...haha n i keep seeing HC pple there! saw zijian, joyce and jieying there...hmmm wad jieying was doin there i dunno, like abit lightbulb-ish haha...:) then today saw tt guy frm 7c....was trying to recall his name...charles! (i think) haha...yupp...im finishing my 8 bks!!! need to replenish...:) ohya n i got a new hp! acty its the exact replica of my old one except now it has camera!! haha...happyhappy wkend...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;was jus talkin to someone the other day abt some stuff...n we both agreed that guys sometimes are qt dense..haha no offense to anyone but really lars...sometimes dunno wad they're thinking....they're really qt confusing haha...;psighh...so....we're washing our hands of them!!!! (for now)   :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112765820081884703?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112765820081884703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112765820081884703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112765820081884703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112765820081884703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/09/yay-i-bought-white-tube-top-today-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112748652293546648</id><published>2005-09-23T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T22:42:02.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmmm since i had so much time on my hands these few days...got arnd to some thinking...was jus wondering like would i look back in a few years time and regret not doing more to pursue my interests...mainly writing lars...ok i still write on the side, now more poems than stories...haha it's funny how things turn arnd...when i was in sec it was stories and more stories that i churned out...but now it's the poems that jus pop into my mind sometimes...haha ive a feeling it's bcos poems are shorter, and im so often pressed for time that i dun have the time sit down n sit thru writing a story...but i miss it...but on the other hand im glad, that i still can write...haha that the ideas havnt stopped...but on the regret thing, hmmm nth much i can do, or at least i think so...have joined this online poem posting thing...it's not bad...i mean it's an outlet for me...to write and allow others to critic...im not one who would write and keep it all to myself, i need to have someone read it n tell me wad they think abt it...regardless of how fantastic i think it is ha...;p used to be sonya but im seeing her like twice thrice a year, v hard to show her also...sighhh...jus rmbed that ive an unfinished story...that i havnt finished writing...think i'l only get round to it after a's...wahhh i shld finish it...started it when i was sec 4 n i havnt even finished!!!!! ahhhh... hmmmm i love writing...as much as i love writing...im jus really happy...that ive sth that i can kinda ok cliched as it may be, escape into...sth that is of importance and interest to me, that im passionate abt, other than sch n getting gd grades that it...:) i dun regret not goin into arts...(ok maybe a tiny tiny bit) but i know things would not have gone as i wished there too...i dun think i'd still have found what i need...i dunno haha if only nus offered a course like creative writing...:) but then again, wld i join? can i make a living out of it? it's so sad, that altho i want to do it, i jus might stop myself cos there's so much other stuff to think abt...like what am i to do..my family...carrer...haha but then nus doesnt offer so technically it's a non-existent dilemma...:) sighh...i keep tellin myself, when i grow up, regardless of what career i'll be in...i'd go bac to writing...like unearth everything that ive ever written and compile it into sth...my wish is that i'd publish...be good enough to publish...jus a hope that when ive enough time, and can devote time to myself, that i can finally pursue writing as i wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I stare up at the pure white ceiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;fans whirring softly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A deathly silence in the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Fear grips me by the throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;As I watch Death slowly glide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My wrinkled hand grips the bedsheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;As I begin a silent litany of prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;He glides past the sleeping child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;in the opposite bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;past the lady gazing listlessly towards the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I struggle to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Strange wheezing noises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The demons within me rage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Wreaking havoc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;As my feeble heart sputters and chokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;My eyes close in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Flying open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;In shocked remembrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;To see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;His dark hand reach for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112740115148140160</id><published>2005-09-22T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:59:11.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my prelims are over!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahahha....:) happyhappyhappy...:) ok quite alot of stuff to update about....so happy that my papers are over alr...but still got some pple not over yet...;p ohwells so after the paper ytd we went to marche at heeren to pig out...haha ate qt alot...was pretty bloated after tt...but damn shuang...:) then walked walked abit...haha but orchard's boring lars...as in there's really nth to see there...it's totally aimless shopping...and got so tired after awhile...so left w vanessa n simin....then went hougang mall...bought dinner n borrowed some bks!! haha felt qt happy then...:) it's so relaxing ha....go hm n i can like slack arnd...can sleep properly, n not wake up panicking~!! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well on to other matters...hmmm my hp's spoilt, so dun msg me for the time being...won't be able to receive tho i can send out ha....damn sian lars, happen on the day my prelims end...:( ohwell,..&lt;br /&gt;cole came bac for the 150th episode!!!!!!! so sweet...he did everything for pheobe...sighhhh true love i guess...they were really the best couple ever onscreen...:) hoped he wld stay permanently but sighhhh cant be helped i guess...but somehow he always looks better when he's in charmed then in nip/tuck..ha..;)&lt;br /&gt;sighhh sometimes i think i can give lessons in anger management alr....really feel like screaming sometimes....jus scream n say things that i know i'll regret later but man i jus really want to lash out...but i dun, cos i know she'll be hurt...n ultimately me too...but sometimes i can really feel the headache pound at the back of my head when we start..can feel it now..sighhh i jus wish i cld tune out...then i wldnt hear so much...i don't want to pull a long face...but how to smile? when there's nth to be happy abt...n i wish things could be fine again...i dun want to be caught in the middle of things...pulled in so many directions...cant u jus let me stay out of it? what i don't know wouldn't kill me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112740115148140160?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112740115148140160/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112618550225803343</id><published>2005-09-08T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T21:18:22.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ABSOLUTELY DEPRESSING....!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;ENGLAND LOST!!!!!!!!!! 1-0 TO NORTHERN IRELEND....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;EXTREME SADNESS...SIGHHH...WOKE UP EARLY IN THE MORN AND SAW JINYUAN'S MSG THAT ENGLAND HAD LOST....AHHHHHHH sighh......even worse was when i realised that sven had kept to the&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; stupid 4-5-1 formation&lt;/span&gt;!!!! madness!!!!!!! it got criticised like mad and he still used it...i mean its really not the time to expt lars...in a qualifier ehs....sighhhh...now, ENGLAND HAS 2 GAMES LEFT AND THEY MUST WIN BOTH THEN CAN ENTER WORLD CUP...IF NOT....OHMAN, I DONT EVEN WANT TO THINK ABT IT...:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112618550225803343?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112618550225803343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112618550225803343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112618550225803343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112618550225803343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/09/absolutely-depressing.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112585099926396224</id><published>2005-09-05T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T00:23:19.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/640/becks71006_br.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/becks71006_br.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven7&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' 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title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112585095457915399</id><published>2005-09-05T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T00:22:34.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/640/beckf.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/beckf.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free kick!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112585095457915399?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112585095457915399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112585095457915399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112585095457915399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112585095457915399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/09/free-kick.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112585085308287520</id><published>2005-09-05T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T00:20:53.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in my opinion....this is the best one moment o his career...it's unbelieveable when u watch the match...he really led them to world cup!!!!!!!! sighhh jus got reminded of this when i watched england play wales ytd....ohman, his crosses n free-kicks are the best!!!!! inch-perfect crosses.....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Simply the Becks&lt;/span&gt; By Joe Melling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;David Beckham sent the nation into ecstasy and England triumphantly on their way to the World Cup finals with a moment he has never bettered in his extraordinary career.&lt;br /&gt;Beckham: Unable to take his eyes of the one prize?(ShaunBotterill/Allsport)As 66,000 fans at Old Trafford and millions across the land celebrated the free-kick goal which ensured a place in the 2002 finals in Japan and Korea, the jubilant England captain said: 'It's the best feeling ever. We've done a lot of the hard work but we have to carry on now.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;With seconds remaining of an afternoon which had threatened miserable failure and England trailing Greece 2-1, the Manchester United star conjured a moment of pure magic which booked his place in national footballing folklore.&lt;br /&gt;A trademark 25-yard free-kick swerved into the Greek net in the 93rd minute to earn Sven Goran Eriksson's team a 2-2 draw and - with Germany held 0-0 at home to Finland - it was enough to leave them top of Group Nine at the end of the qualifying stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eriksson later described Beckham as the 'world's greatest free-kick artist'.&lt;br /&gt;The coach added: 'He really deserved to score the important goal because he had one of the best games I've ever seen him play. He ran all over the pitch and did everything to push the team.'&lt;br /&gt;A jubilant Beckham joked that his wife Victoria's nickname for him - 'Golden balls' - had never been more appropriate. 'Maybe I lived up they did against a surprisingly efficient Greek team. However, few cared about that last night once automatic qualification had been secured in true storybook fashion.&lt;br /&gt;Beckham, whose costly sendingoff in the 1998 World Cup on the night England lost on penalties to Argentina is now a distant memory, was a picture of joy as he was mobbed by team-mates and cheered to the echo by the supporters who packed the stadium where he has performed so many heroic deeds in the past.&lt;br /&gt;'The character of the team was unbelievable,' he said. 'It wasn't the prettiest today and we had to keep battling. To come back twice like we did was special.&lt;br /&gt;'It was a good time to score. I didn't know the Germany result but once I'd scored, I ran to the side and found out. It was a great feeling.'&lt;br /&gt;Beckham revealed that his former clubmate Teddy Sheringham, who was fouled for the decisive free-kick, had wanted to take it - but was waved away by the captain.&lt;br /&gt;'One had to go in,' said Beckham, who had made half-a-dozen attempts from similar range. 'I was disappointed with the others and Teddy said he wanted it. But I said it was too far out for him!&lt;br /&gt;'In situations like that you remember the European Cup Final against Bayern Munich when we (Manchester United) came back to score two late goals.&lt;br /&gt;'We showed how much we wanted to go to the World Cup finals.'&lt;br /&gt;Eriksson, who continued to show his midas touch as England coach, was a relieved and jubilant figure. He was able to celebrate with his Italian girlfriend Nancy Dell'Ollio, and 14-year-old daughter Lina (from his first marriage) who were guests at the match.&lt;br /&gt;'I'm very happy,' he said. 'It was a marvellous afternoon, although maybe not in the football sense - I don't think we played very well, especially in the first half. I think we wanted it too much. In the second half we were much better and showed a lot of character.&lt;br /&gt;'We're in the World Cup finals and that's what counts.'&lt;br /&gt;Sheringham, 35, scored the first England equaliser with his first touch. It enabled him to claim the distinction of the fastest ever goal by an England substitute. But he gave Beckham the credit.&lt;br /&gt;The Tottenham captain said: 'We didn't play well and it was all about character. The captain showed us the way, ran himself into the ground and deserved his goal.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112585085308287520?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112585085308287520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112585085308287520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112585085308287520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112585085308287520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112566391033517310</id><published>2005-09-02T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T20:25:10.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/640/a-cardsss.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/a-cardsss.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the teachers' day cards!!~&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' 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align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112566388731000918?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112566388731000918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112566388731000918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112566388731000918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112566388731000918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/09/in-canteen.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112566386620505111</id><published>2005-09-02T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T20:24:26.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/640/a-eric%20me.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/a-eric%20me.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eric and me ~&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112566386620505111?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112566386620505111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112566386620505111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112566386620505111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112566386620505111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/09/eric-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112566384412029652</id><published>2005-09-02T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T20:24:04.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/640/a-foo%20class.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/a-foo%20class.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs Foo and class!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112566384412029652?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112566384412029652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112566384412029652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112566384412029652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112566384412029652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/09/mrs-foo-and-class.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112566381750528030</id><published>2005-09-02T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T20:23:37.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/640/a-holy%20class.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/a-holy%20class.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy and class:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112566381750528030?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112566381750528030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112566381750528030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112566381750528030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112566381750528030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/09/holy-and-class.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112566246634046700</id><published>2005-09-02T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T20:01:06.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/640/a-tay%20class.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/a-tay%20class.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms tay n class:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' 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title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112566198470560386</id><published>2005-09-02T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T19:53:04.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/640/a-mdmyeo%20class.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/a-mdmyeo%20class.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mdm yeo n class!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' 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title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112505677041197008</id><published>2005-08-26T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T19:46:10.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;things seem so unreal...im having trouble with the fact that essentially, today's the LAST DAY OF SCHOOL....! i feel sad when i think abt it, cos i think the next time we meet everyone will be stressed out with exams and everything...things will have changed, it'd be hard to meet up with everybody...of cos there's always post-prelims, but right now it seems such a distance away..hmmmph but was still really happy today!!! we took lotsa pics to preserve all our memories as 04S72...took pics with all the tchers today...class too...haha then we realised that we needed to give the teachers their cards cos we weren't coming bac for teachers' day!! so after sch, we stayed bac n drew really really nice cards for them...we even went coro to like develop the pics we had taken n paste them on the cards!!!! :) think it was v sweet...:) haha yuppp then it was so pretty that we all started taking photos with the cards, haha...think we took like a million pics...:) shall post them up on the blog when i get them..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TO EVERYONE IN 04S72: :) WE'VE HAD REALLY GOOD MEMORIES TOGETHER...AND I HOPE THAT THESE MEMORIES WILL CONTINUE ON ALWAYS! :) *hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112505677041197008?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112402655064808311</id><published>2005-08-14T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T18:46:49.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;think sometimes Fate really plays u for a fool...something that i wish with all my heart will happen doesnt, while the opposite does...sometimes i wonder if u feel the same way i do..i guess it was better in the past, when i cld jus let things lie, n not think abt it...but now i cant seem to get u out of my mind...maybe ure really v busy with army and all, but somwtimes i wish u'd do sth so that i know im not alone in this...i jus think that it's such a waste if things were jus allowed to fade...i guess there's nth to do but to try to put u out of my mind for now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112386176929657006</id><published>2005-08-12T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T23:49:29.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Did I fall in love for nothing...' how apt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112386176929657006?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112386176929657006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112386176929657006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112386176929657006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112386176929657006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/08/did-i-fall-in-love-for-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112368657679225399</id><published>2005-08-10T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T23:09:36.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm listening to class95 now...all love songs...and it's so depressing..but im in a depressed mood...so it fits me perfectly fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Should stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I would only be in your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So I'll go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'll think of you every step of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Will always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;WAS IT NOTHING AT ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~Michael Damian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Drivin' in my car with the wind moving through your hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I reach for you now, but you're not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;It was the perfect time, the perfect place for us to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The nights were so warm, move close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Was there nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;No more hope of holding your body in the moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Did I fall in love for nothing?&lt;br /&gt;No more hope of touching you, feeling you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Did I fall in love for nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The music that played as the sun started to fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Our dream vacation was in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day I thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I heard you call my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I wake up, she's gone and there's no one to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Was it nothing at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;No more hope of holding your body in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Did I fall in love for nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;No more hope of touching you, feeling you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Did I fall in love for nothing?&lt;br /&gt;I tell you right away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I want you back into my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But if you don't find the way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I will dream of you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Is there no more hope of holding your body in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Did I fall in love for nothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;No more hope of touching you, feeling you by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Did I fall in love for nothing?&lt;br /&gt;The other day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I thought I heard you call my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Was it nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Wake up, she's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Did I fall in love for nothing at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112368657679225399?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112368657679225399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112368657679225399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112368657679225399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112368657679225399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmmm-listening-to-class95-now.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112351038238550232</id><published>2005-08-08T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:13:02.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>national day eve!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;haha qt cool today...went to sch for national day celebrations...wahhh acty cant believe they made us stand for abt an hour at the grandstand cos the seats were wet...well anyway tchs had the march past, haha qt interesting...sngs nva had tt...:) then Mr Ang acty like walk down to review the 'troops'!!! ahha qt funny...like real ndp...:) haha then went bac to hwa chong for celebrations for college side...haha think our class wet mad...first we were taking pictures like mad!!!haha mus upload them once i get them...:) then when it came to singing the songs haha we jus went mad...:) started dancing n doin really stupid actions!!! haha...was super enthu today.,..but was fun..:) then went newton circus for dinner again!!! satay, coconut, fried oyster, fishballs...chicken wing!! damn nice...haha qt interesting to watch the pple at newton...cos most are tourists, a few tables from us was this gp of jap (i think) tourists n they were eating durians with a spoon!!! haha...:) goin to cut my hair n get my new specs tmr!!! hopefuly the shop's open...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112351038238550232?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112351038238550232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112351038238550232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112351038238550232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112351038238550232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/08/national-day-eve.html' title='national day eve!'/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112325743364857805</id><published>2005-08-05T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T23:57:13.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;things happen when you least expect it...i guess sometimes when u let nature take its course, things might jus turn out the way u want them to be..but im thinking if i shld do sth abt it...cos im afraid that if i leave it..things might fade..guess im more cautious now..no longer hurl myself headlong into things...so shall jus take it easy...n see how things go..:)yupp shall not think abt it too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112325743364857805?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112325743364857805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112325743364857805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112325743364857805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112325743364857805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/08/things-happen-when-you-least-expect-it.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112307866421888467</id><published>2005-08-03T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T22:17:44.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy! :)</title><content type='html'>today is a happy day!!!!!! =) haha was my bday today...and woke up to many msgs waiting!!!! ahah was really happy...till inbox full alr haha...yupp wanna say thnx to everyone who msged me n wished me happy bdae!!! :) to yixin, simin n lisa...thanks for the skirt n the wonderful cake!!!! was really a fantastic surprise...:) totally unexpected!!! haha...choc fudge cake was really gd n finished by eveyone within 5 mins!!! haha...:) thanks to the girls also for getting me the earrings! v nice!!! ahha too many of u to name...:) n also the guys for the tortoise!!! so cute ahha...may thnx for yup, the tortoise too!!! haha...n i really like the earrings!!! ya! it's amazing rite,hav known u for so super long!!! :) smile always!!!to sokhuang: thnx for the earrings! in my fav colour black too! :) n qunxiang for the card, n jinyuan for 'milo'!!! haha its really cute n really looks like ur dog haha...ahhhh i feel so happy...:) n to those who msged me: sonya, shufang, wanyi,yixin ,shuting,simin, lisa, tiong soon, baoru,jinxing, boonkian,may,qunxiang, benjamin,jinyuan,guanlin, jo goh.....! thanks! muacks! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112307866421888467?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112307866421888467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112307866421888467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112307866421888467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112307866421888467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy.html' title='happy! :)'/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112290131964770697</id><published>2005-08-01T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T21:01:59.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so exciting!!! haha ytd went with yixin and my mum to vienna to eat buffet dinner...kinda like an early bdae dinner...it was really gd!!! omg was like damn full after that...haha there was sushi, teppanyaki, soba noodles(i like!), many many many desserts, ginseng fish soup, buddha jump over the wall, steakes, prawns, crabs,oysters...omg there was really alot!!! prob the case of u name it they have it haha...:) took many pics too...shall find some way to upload it in...:) hmmm then today stayed bac in sch to study after goin to cafe wadeva with lisa for lunch..went lib n there were so many pple there!!! muggin! we kinda panicked for awhile..then realised oh cos got maths S later...but still!!! haha...studied with eric, taige n lisa...then zhiwen came along..haha eric was really funny, cant stand him sometimes man haha...kept eating my mentos!!!! hmmph i must keep them away frm him...:) ohya the class got CS too....sigh not gd...haha but shall take it as a major class outing i guess haha...to make up for the outing that we nva had but are punished for...:)&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112203318211841628</id><published>2005-07-22T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T19:53:02.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>past few days have surely been eventful!! let's start right at the beginning...hmmm&lt;br /&gt;sunday: went to jinyuan's hs for dinner...haha had a gd time again! the brothers never fail to make me laugh..haha n and watching jinhao 'shut down' (stone) in front of me for so many times was really qt priceless haha...:)&lt;br /&gt;Monday: nth much happened..&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: ahhh this is the interesting part..:) we dissected rats for bio prac!! and im not talking like white mice here...it's &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HUGE WHITE RATS!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; definitely bigger than ur palm... &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ok for those with a weak stomach, maybe u shldnt read on...cos things are goin to get gross n graphic...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok first foo like demo-ed how to do the dissection n everything...everyone was damn grossed out...! the smell was horrid...cldnt smell anything at first, but when it hit me it was bad man... ok so me, yixin.lisa n simin went bac with our white rat...felt really sad for it...i mean, it was killed for us to mutilate n stuff...i mean this wasnt even like for research or anything...it was jus for us to get a feel...jus felt wrong on some level..ok well so they didnt wanna cut, so i did it...the first cut was the worst...i mean it's jus lyin on its bac on the tray n u gotta cut it...ugh...ok well so a small incision was made n then i kinda like de-furred it...after awhile the rest joined in n we all started cutting...saw the heart n lungs n kidneys n everything!! really cool..ya then we decided to remove the organs so we cld like see the backbone..then me n lisa got interested in the intestines n we decided to squeeze it to see if there was anything in it...n boy there was!!! all the undigested food!!! stinky n gross...ya then we cut the head off to try to find the brain n thingss jus gt gross frm then on....but it was definitely an experience...of cos the guys had lotsa fun...ant believe that they acty took out all the organs n rearranged everything on a tray again!!! ahhh...was gross man..well yea that was bio prac..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed: played badminton for PE...fun!!! havnt played in a long time n it was damn shuang...haha but my arm n legs still ache today lars...from lobbing n smashing too much i think haha...:)&lt;br /&gt;thurs: racial harmony day!!! cool...lisa, yixin, qiuting n jennifer dressed up in ethnic costumes...:) pretty gals!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;fri: &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;most embarrassing day of my life!!!&lt;/span&gt; cos there was a scholarship talk goin on in sch...so me n simin went to chack things out...n the pple were jus like givin out bags n free gifts...haha then leekai came to tell us that he got a clock!!! so we were so tempted that we kept loitering arnd the booth even tho we'd spoken to the pple there alr!!! n after like many rounds arnd the area we decided to go take the clocks haha....then another guy thought it was our first time there so he gave us the pamphlets, so i was like ok gd, pretend it's our first time...but to my horror!!! the guy hu talked to us earlier said: 'oh u two again?? wld u like a free gift?'!!!!!!! ahhh!!!!! embarrassing!!!!!!!!!! omg so we grabbed n literally ran!!! haha so auntie lars!!! omg damn paiseh lars...the guy must have thought we were mad or damn desperate ahhahaha...:) am nva goin to do sth like tt man......&lt;br /&gt;well the wk's not over yet, so let's see if more interesting stuff happen..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112203318211841628?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112203318211841628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112203318211841628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112203318211841628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112203318211841628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/07/past-few-days-have-surely-been.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112152668950669951</id><published>2005-07-16T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T23:11:31.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;James Blunt - You're Beautiful Lyrics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My life is brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;My love is pure.&lt;br /&gt;I saw an angel.&lt;br /&gt;Of that I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;She smiled at me on the subway.&lt;br /&gt;She was with another man.&lt;br /&gt;But I won't lose no sleep on that,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've got a plan.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she caught my eye,&lt;br /&gt;As we walked on by.&lt;br /&gt;She could see from my face that I was,&lt;br /&gt;F**king high,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that I'll see her again,&lt;br /&gt;But we shared a moment that will last till the end.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;There must be an angel with a smile on her face,&lt;br /&gt;When she thought up that I should be with you.&lt;br /&gt;But it's time to face the truth,&lt;br /&gt;I will never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Tommy Page~ A shoulder to cry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Life is full of lots of up and downs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But the distance feels further&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When it’s headed for the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And there’s nothing more painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then to let your feelings take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It’s so hard to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The way you feel inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When there’s many thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And feelings that you hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But you might feel better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;If you let me walk with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;By your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And when you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A shoulder to cry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A friend to rely on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When the whole world is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You won’t be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I’ll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I’ll be your shoulder to cry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I’ll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I’ll be your friend to rely on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When the whole world’s gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You won’t be alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;’cause I’ll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;All of the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When everything is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And your feeling like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;There’s no use going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You can’t give it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I’ll help you work it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Side by side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;With you till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I’ll always be the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;A shoulder to cry on continued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;To firmly hold your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No matter what is said or done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Our love will always continue on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Everyone needs a friend to rely on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When the whole world’s gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;you won’t be alone’cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I’ll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I’ll be your shoulder to cry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I’ll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I’ll be the one to rely one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When the whole world’s gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;you wont be alone’cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; I’ll be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And when the whole world is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You’ll always have my shoulder to cry on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I heard he sang a good song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I heard he had a style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And so I came to see him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To listen for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And there he was this young boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;A stranger to my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Strumming my pain with his fingers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Singing my life with his words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Killing me softly with his song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Killing me softly with his song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Telling my whole life with his words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Killing me softly with his song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Luther Vandross&lt;br /&gt;Dance With My Father &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Back when I was a child, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;before life removed all the innocence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Spin me around 'til I fell asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then up the stairs he would carry me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I knew for sure I was loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'd play a song that would never, ever end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;How I'd love, love, love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;To dance with my father again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;When I and my mother would disagree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;To get my way, I would run from her to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;He'd make me laugh just to comfort me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Then finally make me do just what my mama said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Later that night when I was asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;He left a dollar under my sheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Never dreamed that he would be gone from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'd play a song that would never, ever end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;'Cause I'd love, love, love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;To dance with my father again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes I'd listen outside her door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I'd hear how my mother cried for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I pray for her even more than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I pray for her even more than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I know I'm praying for much too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But could you send back the only man she loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I know you don't do it usually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But dear Lord she's dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;To dance with my father again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112152668950669951?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112152668950669951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112152668950669951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112152668950669951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112152668950669951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/07/james-blunt-youre-beautiful-lyrics-my.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112152366724168819</id><published>2005-07-16T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T22:21:07.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;first things first...wanna say thanks to everyone who has been encouraging me in one way or other...really thnx alot...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n wanna apologise to anyone who has witnessed my short-tempered fits this past wk...this was such a cranky n bad week...pls jus ignore me...jus havnt felt like talkin this past wk...yea, has nth to do with any single individual..yupp..&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe the fact that i havnt been able to listen to radio in the mornings have contributed partly to my moodiness...;p really really cant live without music!!!!! esp on the looooonnnggg journey to sch n bac hm...&lt;br /&gt;qt an eventful wk acty...lotsa stuff happened..realised some stuff too..&lt;br /&gt;n continuous random variables suck.&lt;br /&gt;had double exco meeting on fri...can say that it'll be the last one ever...guess im goin to miss it..all the meetings n the joking arnd...jus glad to be able to wk with u guys n that we had so much fun in the process! :) felt kinda wistful in a way, when i kinda chaired the meeting for the last time...to the new exco, gd luck n all the best! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112152366724168819?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112152366724168819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112152366724168819' title='0 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:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who'll help me see things, in a different light..All the things i detest, i'll almost like.. says:&lt;br /&gt;sighh&lt;br /&gt;the girl from ipanema says:&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;the girl from ipanema says:&lt;br /&gt;but you are a hard worker&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who'll help me see things, in a different light..All the things i detest, i'll almost like.. says:&lt;br /&gt;but not as hard as before...&lt;br /&gt;the girl from ipanema says:&lt;br /&gt;i think you will be able to do it when push comes to shove&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who'll help me see things, in a different light..All the things i detest, i'll almost like.. says:&lt;br /&gt;seems like i cant find it in me to wk as hard&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who'll help me see things, in a different light..All the things i detest, i'll almost like.. says:&lt;br /&gt;i sure hope so&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who'll help me see things, in a different light..All the things i detest, i'll almost like.. says:&lt;br /&gt;treat this as a wake up call&lt;br /&gt;the girl from ipanema says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;the girl from ipanema says:&lt;br /&gt;i think you'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;the girl from ipanema says:&lt;br /&gt;you've always been very motivated&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who'll help me see things, in a different light..All the things i detest, i'll almost like.. says:&lt;br /&gt;thanks....! havnt been of late...as in motivated...but im sure i can find it in me again...&lt;br /&gt;the girl from ipanema says:&lt;br /&gt;yups!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the girl from ipanema says:&lt;br /&gt;i know you can do it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;the girl from ipanema says:&lt;br /&gt;work hard larh&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who'll help me see things, in a different light..All the things i detest, i'll almost like.. says:&lt;br /&gt;yup!!!!!! i willl!!!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;the girl from ipanema says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-112099533537472258</id><published>2005-07-10T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T19:35:35.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:) chatting with baoru online now..havnt spoken to her in such a long time! talked abt lotsa things...things that have been bottled in me for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;sighh&lt;br /&gt;im just very very sick of things...&lt;br /&gt;many many things&lt;br /&gt;i can feel myself morphing into this ill-tempered, bitter n angry bitch...&lt;br /&gt;thinhs are jus so screwed up&lt;br /&gt;hate my life&lt;br /&gt;everything abt it&lt;br /&gt;cant even say much here cos too many pple know it&lt;br /&gt;maybe il start a new one&lt;br /&gt;soon i think&lt;br /&gt;cant stand all this bottled feelings&lt;br /&gt;goin mad soon&lt;br /&gt;i wish sth gd n happy will happen to me soon&lt;br /&gt;cos right now&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a shell of what i was before&lt;br /&gt;a brittle&lt;br /&gt;cold&lt;br /&gt;shell&lt;br /&gt;so dramatic right&lt;br /&gt;but i really feel like shit&lt;br /&gt;rotten&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112099533537472258?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112099533537472258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112099533537472258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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with exams...esp the last wk!!! omg tt was a mad dash...=) well anyway...been lazing arnd at home since ri when my paper ended...=) haha...mon was youth day, then i had tues n wed off as well cos the F maths pple still had papers..haha was damn shuang...:) went to stay over at my sis hs for a few days,...fri to mon...was fun!!! haha...:) was a gd few days to relax...:) but relaxation time's gonna be over!!! ahha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;went to raffles city ytd...to stake out DAVID BECKHAM!!!!! hahaha...but i didnt see him!!! argh so irritatin...ahha but saw like so many policemen...haha...atmosphere was qt cool...then took pics here n there at the convention centre..but i didnt see anybody lars...sighh..cant say i didnt try...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;LONDON WON!!!! must say im shocked...tho im happy too! haha thot paris was a shoo-in...hmmm...but think london's great too...liked their video..:) hmmm... getting late...better go sleep n prepare for sch tmr! yeayea...bac to sch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-112066487410088206?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/112066487410088206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=112066487410088206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112066487410088206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/112066487410088206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/07/yo-im-bac-haha-was-away-for-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111854394701913611</id><published>2005-06-12T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T10:39:07.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Depeche Mode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~Somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I want somebody to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Share the rest of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Share my innermost thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Know my intimate details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Someone who’ll stand by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And give me support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And in return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She’ll get my support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She will listen to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When I want to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;About the world we live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And life in general&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Though my views may be wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They may even be perverted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She’ll hear me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And won’t easily be converted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To my way of thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In fact she’ll often disagree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But at the end of it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She will understand me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Aaaahhhhh....I want somebody who cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For me passionately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;With every thought and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;With every breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Someone who’ll help me see things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In a different light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;All the things I detest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I will almost like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don’t want to be tied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To anyone’s strings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I’m carefully trying to steer clear of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Those things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But when I’m asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I want somebody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Who will put their arms around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And kiss me tenderly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Though things like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Make me sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In a case like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I’ll get away with it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Aaaahhhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111854394701913611?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111854394701913611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111854394701913611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111854394701913611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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over those small things that are not worth my time...guess some things have really made me sit up n think, that some things are not worth it, n when i think a certain way, it's human n i shldnt try to over-analyse it too much...my weakness is also my strength, guess we can nva have the best of both worlds...:)&lt;br /&gt;saw teo on the bus the other day!!! haha was nice talkin to her, i mean wad, after nt seeing her for 1 n 1/2 yrs??? its mind-boggling...but im jus SO SO SO happy!! that we cld still talk like it's jus been last week that we saw each other...im jus really glad that for alot of my frens we cld not meet for a long time n still have so much to say when we see each other...like we cld jus pick up frm where we left off...:)&lt;br /&gt;in a pensive mood today...been thinking alot...too much again...&lt;br /&gt;i need to conc on my wk...&lt;br /&gt;was at jinyuan's hs on sunday...haha to celebrate his bro's bdae...was really fun...it's really nice to have cousins, yea those that u can really talk to n 'play' :) tgt...not jus those hi-bye kind n tt u only see wad, every cny? yupp had lotsa fun...they were telling me how i used to look so tall to them , when they were really little n now they tower over me...haha it's unfair!! n all the dumb games tt we invented...haha guess we'll all nva forget playin bball in the tiny closet yea...:) childhood, reali free of worries...&lt;br /&gt;seems like the one constant thing tt ive been feelin these days is one of worrry...been plagued by it so much that i shld stop running away from it n jus face it...things on my mind...but this jus isnt the time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111822052627002574?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111822052627002574/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111789480048312719</id><published>2005-06-04T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T22:20:00.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/640/a_lamborghini_murcielago.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/a_lamborghini_murcielago.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dream car..........&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111778478315681750</id><published>2005-06-03T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T15:46:23.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guys Next Door - I've Been Waiting For You&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm been searching so long&lt;br /&gt;In this world&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find someone&lt;br /&gt;Who could be&lt;br /&gt;What my picture of love was to me&lt;br /&gt;Then you came along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* When I saw you&lt;br /&gt;I knew you were the one&lt;br /&gt;The love that I'd been dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** 'Cause I've been waiting for you (waiting for you)&lt;br /&gt;All my life&lt;br /&gt;For somebody who (somebody who)&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with you baby&lt;br /&gt;Have you been waiting too&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh girlI've been saving my love&lt;br /&gt;All this time&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I knew someday&lt;br /&gt;I would find&lt;br /&gt;The one that I've loved&lt;br /&gt;For so long in my mind&lt;br /&gt;From the moment&lt;br /&gt;That I looked into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I saw the girl&lt;br /&gt;I've loved all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat **]&lt;br /&gt;Now that I found you&lt;br /&gt;I just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no, no, no (Ohhhh....)&lt;br /&gt;Oh there's just one thing&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;Girl I love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** I've been waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;All my life, waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa havnt updated in awhile...while tryin hard to mug at home...bleahh...was really happy on thurs!! finally something has happened...haha..:) watched star wars w sonya the other day n its so cool!!! rocks....the imperial march rockks seriously!!!! haha...:)&lt;br /&gt;this is my current fav song...its really old, but really sweet...sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111778478315681750?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111778478315681750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111778478315681750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111778478315681750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111778478315681750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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DAMN. why did he have to meet safin in the THIRD round???!!!! damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111729508995347456?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111729508995347456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111729508995347456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111729508995347456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111729508995347456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111710624758678836</id><published>2005-05-26T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T19:17:27.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow so exciting!!!! so many things have happened over this week...;) goin to watch darth vader on sunday!!! with sonya!!! finally!!! how cool is that man...hahahaha im very happy...:) then after that goin to have swensens treat by junior exco at ps....yay!!! very very happy...:) then watched niptuck ytd...rocks!!! hmmm wad else...ya!!! then carrie won AI....err wanted bo to win acty but honestly i cldnt care less...they're all goin to produce an album at the end of all this hoo-ha anyway....n LIVERPOOL won!!!!!! yay!!! haha....v happy...:) didnt get to watch the match tho sighhh mus catch the repeat...hmmm n french open has started!!!! n fererro got thru the 1st round!!! haha ok i shld have more confidence in him but he's been so off-form lately it's scary...hopefully he'll winn this again like he did in 2003!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;jiayin told us today of a bk that really set me thinking...it's abt a girl called anna who's 13 n was basically conceived to allow her older sister kate to have a shot at life...kate had been diagnosed with a rare form of leukaemia since birth...so the parents decided to have anna who would be a perfect genetic match for her sister....so she spent her childhood donating lymphocytes to her sister...donating blood...so although she was a perfectly healthy girl, she was in n out of the hospital the bulk of her childhood. one day kate had kidney failure and anna had to donate her kidney to her, she refused so she sued her parents. basically it was cos she felt that she had been denied her rights from young to choose whether she wanted to donate or not...she won the suit in the end, but she died in a car accident on the way out of court n her attorney decided for her since she was a minor tt she'd have wanted to donate her kidney, n her sister kate lived. set me thinking abt whether i would do sth like that...anna didnt want to as she felt the choice had been taken away from her n if she donated her kidney, there were many things she wldnt be able to do...she was only 13...but one has to think of the flipside, tt if she didnt, her sister would die n did she really want that? i mean yes she would have to be there for her sister as long as she lived, donating whatever tt she needed to her, but it is a gift...if she said no, her decision would result in her sister's death...hmmm i know i would, in a heartbeat do it for my family if the situation ever arose...i'd want to be there for them..&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111633028222889586</id><published>2005-05-17T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T19:44:42.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/640/jh1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/jh1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nip/tuck!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111633007781792883</id><published>2005-05-17T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T19:41:17.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha had a gd laugh in sch today again...:) all bcos of me n eileen feelin uncomfortable at eating sausages haha...then damn disgusting they started linking it to really dirty topics haha...:) bought 8 days today!! normally dun buy, but got dath vader...how not to buy??! haha...damn cool...wahh damn embarrassing now guan sin thinks i think darth's sexy...haha no!!! he's jus REALLY cool...n i DO NOT get turned off by his breathing lisa!!! hahahahha....:) i wanna watch the show....:) investiture on fri...goin to buy presents tmr!! :) hmmm dunno what to get still... qt happy that we're finally steppin down, feel relieved!! no more stress...:)  nip tuck showing on wed!!! must watch everybody!!!!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111633007781792883?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111633007781792883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111633007781792883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111633007781792883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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start wking harder...qt happy that at least did more wk over the wkend...well mum not letting me go for famine camp...altho my aim of goin is less than noble...(i need the 30 hrs) n yuck (pearls suck)...:( ohhwell...if i dun hit, forget it lars...sigh..&lt;br /&gt;realised one afternoon while i was sitting at the class bench that ive spent the past 1 n a half year with them...come to think abt it, these pple are those that really noe me...i mean ivce like spent so much time with them...laughing like mad during lectures...eating tgt during breaks...or jus stoning at the class bench tgt...jus wanna say a big than u...JC(hc) wld have been unbearable without all of u...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;meeting yixin n simin on the first day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;realising that we only had 7 guys...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;having a twin(wanyi) in class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;disowning ks as our triplet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;all the class scandals(tt nva seem to end)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;meeting the seniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;having our very own classbench (ok fine others hav it too) ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;discovering we hav prata in HC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;goin over to tchs for food...(western!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;swimming lessons..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;moaning n groaning all the way to the swimming pool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;laughing hysterically with the gals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;met lisa! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;became much closer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;studyin at mac's..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;eating meepok @ balestier...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;laughing with yixin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;stoning with simin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;late-night phonecalls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;being the first few at class bench every morn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;talkin to the seniors...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;lib meetings with the exco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;qiuting n her ultra-lame jokes...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;peilin my best lib exco mate...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the guys who nva fail to make us laugh...:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;whether they mean to or not...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;maf..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;soiree...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;halloween night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;orientation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hope these wonderful memories will nva end...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111614171562357876?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111614171562357876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha laughed alot today...was really funny during the 2nd break...haha think eric went abit haywire...ahha ohman the things he were saying...ahha kept wishing kane happy bdae every 1 minute...ahhahah....=) damn funny...laugh until i started tearing really badly....lol..:) surpisingly i wsnt very tired today...hmmm...think it was my most awake bio prac since start of year...:) elections tmr!!!!! imhappyimhappyimhappy........!!!!!!!!! n honestly, can u blame me? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111572340357825651?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111572340357825651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Heaven Knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Rick Price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;She's always on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;From the time I wake up 'til I close my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;She's everywhere I go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;She's all I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And though she's so far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;It just keeps gettin' stronger everyday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And even now she's gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm still holding on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So tell me where do I start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;'Cause it's breaking my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Don't wanna let her go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Maybe my love will come back some day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And maybe our hearts will find a way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And all I can do is hope and pray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;'Cause heaven knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;My friends keep tellin' me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;That if you really love her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;You've gotta set her free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And if she returns in kind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'll know she's mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So tell me where do I start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;'Cause it's breakin' my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Don't wanna let her go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Maybe my love will come back some day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And maybe our hearts will find a way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And all I can do is hope and pray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;'Cause heaven knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Why I live in despair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;'Cause wide awake or dreaming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I know she's never there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And all this time I act so brave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm shaking inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Why does it hurt me so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Maybe my love will come back some day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And maybe our hearts will find a way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And all I can do is hope and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Maybe my love will come back some day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And maybe our hearts will find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Only heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And all I can do is hope and pray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;'Cause heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Heaven knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Heaven knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111547661571455690</id><published>2005-05-07T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T22:36:55.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have always felt rather sad when pple ask me whether im sad that im steppin down..bcos sadly i really dun...i want to feel sad...i want to miss it..but i really don't...have been thinking abt this alot lately...n i guess i kinda arrived at the ans...it's pretty mnuch cos of alot of reasons that have snowballed into 1 big prob..she's always been tellin me that i havnt performed up to her stds n im irresponsible at times n i dun take initiative n that i havnt grown as a leader...i guess over time i shld get used to it but i havnt..was tellin me that again on fri, n i was really upset...i really wanted to cry...but promised myself t i wld nva ever cry in front of her...wadever events that we hav done or activities that ive organised, ive nva had any acknowledgemt, gained any recognition or even had her support..i dun need alot, i jus need her to tell me 'a job well done'..things have come to the pt where ive begun to doubt wadever it is that ive done...hav i really done my job? were all those times when i stayed bac n had so much on my mind jus...nth? maybe i really havnt done my job..i hate the fact that she has made me doubt myself so..lookin bac, i dunno how i'd hav changed things..it doesnt help tt im caught b/w the exco n her....they seem to think ive a very easy job...i guess i shldnt bother correcting them anymore...it doesnt matter...some after ive stepped down are jus goinn to turn into 'hi-bye' frens, im sure of tt...while others will remian close...im sad that things will turn out like tt...i dun normally dread the wed meetings...know tt we meet almost every wed n many find it a chore..i feel sad lars...feel that we cld hav become much closer...have come to dread it cos everytime i ask to meet im met w groans n pple hu cant wait to leave...this wasnt wad i hoped for when i came into this...but now tt everything's goin to be over..it doesnt matter n i dun have to try anymore...over this week was really exhausted mentally...guess to her ill nva measure up, will always be inadequate n as i have to bear all responsibility, even when it's not mine, things will nva change..wish i cld say it doesnt matter n mean it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111547661571455690?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111529648665118501</id><published>2005-05-05T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T20:34:46.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;(Everything I Do) I Do It For You ---Bryan Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Look into my eyes - you will see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;What you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Search your heart - search your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And when you find me there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you'll search no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You know it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Everything I do - I do it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Look into my heart - you will find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;There's nothin' there to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Take me as I am - take my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I would give it all I would sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I can't help it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;there's nothin' I want more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ya know it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Everything I do - I do it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;There's no love - like your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And no other - could give more love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;There's nowhere - unless you're there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;All the time - all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I can't help it there's nothin' I want more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I would fight for you - I'd lie for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Walk the wire for you - Ya I'd die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ya know it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Everything I do - I do it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;my most fav song ever ever ever~~~~!!!! ahhh omg it's so nice...to simin: hope our wishes come true!! :)&lt;/p&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/7138691-111529648665118501?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111529648665118501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT-COLOR: gray; BACKGROUND: #bce9ff; BORDER-BOTTOM-COLOR: gray; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; WORD-SPACING: 0.3em; FONT: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; TEXT-TRANSFORM: capitalize; WIDTH: 350px; COLOR: black; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: double; BORDER-TOP-COLOR: gray; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: double; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: double; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-RIGHT-COLOR: gray; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: double"&gt;Your Birthdate: August 3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT-COLOR: gray; BACKGROUND: #e2f5ff; BORDER-BOTTOM-COLOR: gray; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; TEXT-TRANSFORM: none; WIDTH: 350px; COLOR: black; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: double; BORDER-TOP-COLOR: gray; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: double; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: double; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-COLOR: gray; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: double"&gt;Being born on the 3rd day of the month is likely to add a good bit of vitality to your life.&lt;br /&gt;The energy of 3 allows you bounce back rapidly from setbacks, physical or mental.&lt;br /&gt;There is a restlessness in your nature, but you seem to be able to portray an easygoing, "couldn't care less" attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a natural ability to express yourself in public, and you always make a very good impression.&lt;br /&gt;Good with words, you excel in writing, speaking, and possibly singing.&lt;br /&gt;You are energetic and always a good conversationalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a keen imagination, but you tend to scatter your energies and become involved with too may superficial matters.&lt;br /&gt;You are affectionate and loving, but sometimes too sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;You are subject to rapid ups and downs.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha hmmm..think it's not very accurate...esp the express in public n excel in singing haha..but yea im restless n am too sensitive...mood swings too ahha..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111512791750689183?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111512791750689183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111512791750689183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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probs...cant even see the pics properly...so decided to change the template....was initially goin to look for sth with &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;darth vader&lt;/span&gt; but not nice ehs...hmmm acty was nva really interested in star wars...all those times when sonya kept gushing abt them, i cldnt understd her um, enthusiasm ahha...:) but ytd went to get a copy of FIRST n read the plot, heyy its qt interestg...helps that i like darth vader, think he's damn cool n after all this is the episode where they show why he crosses over...sigh darth vader looks damn cool lars...maybe go post his pic here later...:)&lt;br /&gt;went to j8 jus now...with joy n my mum n sis, bro-in-law n his mum...went to walk walk..:) this long wkend, hmmm qt sian but i guess better than nth...shld take this time to catch up on lotsa hw...sighhh&lt;br /&gt;tues must go up to the stupidd bridge to make announcemt again...arghhhhhh...then PPC dun let u go up unless u tuck in ur shirt n yuck it looks terrible...lib jts we're goin to &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;sakae&lt;/span&gt;!!!! ahha yay...qt happy abt that...:) get treated ehs...lala...:)&lt;br /&gt;saw manu the other day at coro!!! was a nice surprise...think we're nva goin to meet up as a grp until like end of yr? damn sad..&lt;br /&gt;went&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; tekong&lt;/span&gt; the other day n must say that it was qt fun!! haha ok let's see...1st stop we went into the audi where they briefed us abt some entry stuff...then went to a lt where they showed us all the equipmt...wow the bags are really heavy...25kg!!!! haha yixin tried to carry but she fell backwards ahha...was really qt funny...then after that we went to try their outfield meal pack...hmmmmm....haha it was ok i guess...ate one mouthful then i politely declined anymore haha...;p then tried the biscuits, n tiong realised that they expired in april...hmmm very convenient, take this opportunity to finish up all the biscuits...:D then we saw ellery!! wahhh he looks diff...ahha..n jinxing saw me too, but i didnt see him...ahha was sayin that he n his frens felt on display...:) sry man...haha..after tt was IPPT stations...really qt hi-tech...but think the guys found a way to beat the chin-up equipmt...:) haha...dun have to go all the way up n it still counts...:) lastly was the IMT...shooting!!! ahha qt fun but realised that i cant shoot for nuts, damn there goes my hopes of being a sniper..ahha ok nvm getting lame, but it was really a fun experience...sitting on the boat there...the reception where we ate so many mango cakes...:) haha didnt help that the officers there kept reminding the guys that they were gonna see them at the end of the yr...:)&lt;br /&gt;Movies i wanna watch:&lt;br /&gt;-divergence&lt;br /&gt;-Star Wars :revenge of the sith&lt;br /&gt;-charlie n the choc factory&lt;br /&gt;-harry potter!!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CDs:&lt;br /&gt;-BSB's 'Never Gone'&lt;br /&gt;-MJ's 'greatest hits'&lt;br /&gt;-bryan adams&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111495282685801710?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111495282685801710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111495282685801710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111495282685801710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111495282685801710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/05/yo-havnt-updated-again-in-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111451669680835307</id><published>2005-04-26T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T19:58:16.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://music.channel.aol.com/"&gt;http://music.channel.aol.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG...Backstreet's back!!!~ =) haha yay! and their new single is damn friggin' nice...was like listening to it over n over again ahha...pls go check out the song at this link!!! and go watch the video...it's really gd! haha so happy..:)&lt;br /&gt;goin tekong tmr!!! =) almost whole class goin i think...shld be qt fun...:)&lt;br /&gt;when im rich n hav enough money to go whereever i want to in the world n do wadever i want, im goin to go to rome, vatican city to like check out the actual place...dunno why, but ever since the death of the pope, i felt a deep fascination with the place n their culture...like their traditions n stuff...really interestg...yup then i'd tour arnd europe n go do some sorta study on the various periods of art n the artists' influence on each other...like da vinci, picasso...think it's really interesting..i jus hope i do get to do sth like that!!! haha kinda like a side elective study...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111451669680835307?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111451669680835307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>hmmm nowadays dun really know what to blog abt too... so have been blogging less frequently... went to rental shop the other day n borrowed two bks!!! very nice...sigh so happy...i nva want to stop reading...i cant wait till i reach the age when i earn my own money n i can go but wadever bks that i like n there's no one to care!!!! man tt'd rock...:)&lt;br /&gt;have to call ms heng later to update her abt lib wk...sigh&lt;br /&gt;got lotsa TIME assignmts to do..damn shit..&lt;br /&gt;certain person has been irritating me...everytime i see him i feel intense dislike...honestly, he's the first guy to make me feel this way..intense irritation n dislike..urgh&lt;br /&gt;alot of things on my mind..sometimes feelin some emotions that i know i shld not n i feel bad abt it...but it's hard to change it...i dunno...i know i shldnt feel this way...i shall jus not care so much n do my own thing..thinking too much abt such exhausts me n proves nth at all..&lt;br /&gt;been plagued by a sense of lethargy...really miss seeing some pple n talkin to them...sigh...what has my life become man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111408602611388870?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111408602611388870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111408602611388870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111408602611388870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111408602611388870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/04/hmmm-nowadays-dun-really-know-what-to.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111348055321396269</id><published>2005-04-14T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T20:09:13.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i crave real conversations.&lt;/span&gt; Is that too much to ask for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111348055321396269?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111339857387654198</id><published>2005-04-13T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T21:22:53.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!!!~ haha today was 5 items n not 2.4km.....so happy my wish came true haha...welll it wasnt that much of a surprise...haha my results i mean...i passed!!!!!!!! haha yay!!!!! =) ok but then yixin n the rest errr haha dun think i shld be so happy...=) but i cant help it lars...dun think i wanna redo...dunno see first...:) happiest with my sit n reach....got 61 cm!!!!!! haha yay.....the others (haha) err too embarrassing to mention so i shall not throw my face here n announce it to everyone..:)&lt;br /&gt;was in lib with pei lin today after the meeting n we went went nationstates to create a state!!! haha yea it's really qt fun when u get into it...=) &lt;a href="http://www.nationstates.net"&gt;www.nationstates.net&lt;/a&gt; :) try it!!!~&lt;br /&gt;urgh now must go read nervous system lect notes...or else tmr will be damn lost...yupp so byeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111339857387654198?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111339857387654198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111339857387654198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111339857387654198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111339857387654198'/><link rel='alternate' 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will be complete haha...:) sch these days...pretty ok i guess...same old things happening...sometimes i feel irritated for no reason...everything is almost too predictable, and i guess sometimes it jus grates on ur nerves so badly...nth i can do abt that...sometimes i feel like goin to sch n not talk to anybody at all...sigh..&lt;br /&gt;tmr is stupid stupid 2.4 run...ahhhh i hope i can scrape a D or E....i got stupid flu lars...then cant even breathe properly how to run..shit...nvm pass i happy alr...not say like i got 2 consecutive gold n i must get gold for this...honestly, i dun give a damn as long as i pass..:)&lt;br /&gt;tmr got lib meeting again...wahh was really abit qt pissed of during the last...really really got on my nerves...im not a very patient person..n it really irritates me when i digress n relax abit from the topic at hand and u tell me to hurry bac to the topic...ok fine i can understd that...but not when u talk amongst urselves n obviously dun listen...then during GM ask me stuff which ive said BEFORE...im not goin to repeat anymore lars...damn friggin irritatin...managed to not blow up, but seriously dun test my patience...but then again...u prob will, cos u wun be reading this entry anyway..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111330090700604317?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111330090700604317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111330090700604317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111330090700604317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;'death by choc'&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;secret recipe's 'choc banana cake'&lt;/span&gt; is the BEST!!!! ahhhhh...drooling...then had pizza...canadian...to celebrate the feb, march n april babies' birthdays...:) was really full...then came hm n took a nap..so tired lors...went down stairs n we bought a new bed! cos my old one spoil alr...haha yay so exciting im getting bac my room!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111287845474253791?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111287845474253791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111287845474253791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/288/4504/320/classgroup1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at cavanagh bridge before huangcheng! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111244921905339629?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111244921905339629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111244921905339629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Tim McGraw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;He said I was in my early forties&lt;br /&gt;with a lot of life before me&lt;br /&gt;when a moment came that stopped me on a dime&lt;br /&gt;and I spent most of the next days&lt;br /&gt;looking at the x-rays&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout the options&lt;br /&gt;and talking bout sweet time&lt;br /&gt;I asked him when it sank in&lt;br /&gt;that this might really be the real end&lt;br /&gt;how?s it hit you when you get that kinda news&lt;br /&gt;man what?d you do&lt;br /&gt;and he said&lt;br /&gt;I went sky diving&lt;br /&gt;I went Rocky Mountain climbing&lt;br /&gt;I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named fumanchu&lt;br /&gt;and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter&lt;br /&gt;and I gave forgiveness I?d been denying&lt;br /&gt;and he said someday I hope you get the chance&lt;br /&gt;to live like you were dying.&lt;br /&gt;He said I was finally the husband&lt;br /&gt;that most the time I wasn?t&lt;br /&gt;and I became a friend a friend would like to have&lt;br /&gt;and all the sudden going fishin&lt;br /&gt;wasn?t such an imposition&lt;br /&gt;and I went three times that year I lost my dad&lt;br /&gt;well I finally read the good book&lt;br /&gt;and I took a good long hard look&lt;br /&gt;at what I?d do if I could do it all again&lt;br /&gt;and then&lt;br /&gt;I went sky diving&lt;br /&gt;I went Rocky Mountain climbing&lt;br /&gt;I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named fumanchu&lt;br /&gt;and I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter&lt;br /&gt;and I gave forgiveness I?d been denying&lt;br /&gt;and he said someday I hope you get the chance&lt;br /&gt;to live like you were dying.&lt;br /&gt;Like tomorrow was a gift and you got eternity to think about&lt;br /&gt;what?d you do with it what did you do with it&lt;br /&gt;what did I do with it&lt;br /&gt;what would I do with it?&lt;br /&gt;Sky diving&lt;br /&gt;I went Rocky Mountain climbing&lt;br /&gt;I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named fumanchu&lt;br /&gt;and then I loved deeper and I spoke sweeter&lt;br /&gt;and I watched an eagle as it was flying&lt;br /&gt;and he said someday I hope you get the chance&lt;br /&gt;to live like you were dying.&lt;br /&gt;To live like you were dying&lt;br /&gt;To live like you were dying&lt;br /&gt;To live like you were dying&lt;br /&gt;To live like you were dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;To Be With You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mr Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hold on little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Show me what he's doone to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Stand up little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A broken heart can't be that bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When it's through, it's through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Fate will twist the both of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So come on baby come on over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Let me be the one to show you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm the one who wants to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Deep inside I hope you feel it too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Waited on a line of greens and blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just to be the next to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Build up your confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So you can be on top for once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wake up who cares about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Little boys that talk too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I seen it all go down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Your game of love was all rained out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So come on baby, come on over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let me be the one to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why be alone when we can be together baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You can make my life worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And I can make you start to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Bryan Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please Forgive Me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It still feels like our first night together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Feels like the first kiss and it's gettin' better baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;No one can better this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm still holdin' on and you're still the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The first time our eyes met - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it's the same feelin' i get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Only feels much stronger - i wanna love ya longe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You still turn the fire on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So if you're feelin' lonely ... don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're the only one I'd ever want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I only wanna make it good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So if I love ya a little more than i should...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please forgive me - i know not what i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please forgive me - i can't stop lovin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;don't deny me - this pain i'm going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please forgive me - if i need ya like i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please believe me - every word i say is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please forgive me - i can't stop lovin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Still feels like our best times are together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Feels like the first touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;We're still gettin' closer baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Can't get close enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm still holdin' on - you're still number one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I remember the smell of your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I remember everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I remember all your moves - i remember you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I remember the nights - ya know i still do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So if you're feeling lonely... don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You're the only one i'd ever want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I only wanna make it good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So if I love ya a little more than i should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please forgive me - i know not what i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please forgive me - i can't stop lovin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't deny me - this pain i'm going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please forgive me - if i need ya like i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please believe me - every word i say is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please forgive me - i can't stop lovin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;One thing i'm sure of - is the way we make love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And the one thing i depend on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Is for us to stay strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;With every word and every breath i'm prayin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;That's why i'm sayin'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please forgive me - i know not what i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please forgive me - i can't stop lovin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Don't deny me - this pain i'm going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please forgive me - if i need ya like i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Never leave me - i don't know what i'd do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Please forgive me - i can't stop lovin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111244819266701786?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111244819266701786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>joy jus went home!!! haha she's so cute...spent one day with her when i went over to sis's hs today...=) very cute n happy baby...~! haha...&lt;br /&gt;sigh dun really know what to blog abt nowadays too...been doin alot of thinking n jus feel tired...sigh think i shall jus not think too much...anyway lib week n elections coming up...gonna be busybusybusy....!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111244738406313074?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111244738406313074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111244738406313074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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find their true love in this lifetime.. i wonder what it takes? to find that someone who u know loves u more than anything else, such that life without u wld seem empty..heard quite a few nice songs today..&lt;br /&gt;mr big: 'to be with u'&lt;br /&gt;elton john" 'sacrifice'&lt;br /&gt;bryan adams: 'everything i do-i do it for u'&lt;br /&gt;tim mcgraw:'live like u were dying'&lt;br /&gt;colin raye: 'love, me'&lt;br /&gt;bon jovi:'always'&lt;br /&gt;all these sad songs...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes things jus nva turn out the way u want them to be. sometimes i think to myself, wad's wrong? but as i search for the ans, i know that i jus have to work harder at realising it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know why i suddenly thought of this...but i jus wonder how exactly does my life look like from another person's point of view? or how am i like as a person? or what have i done that has made a difference to pple.. when i grow old, will there be things that i regret doing? or not doing? i think regret's the worst poison..it slowly eats away at u till u waste away...i don't ever want to regret anything,but looking at things now, there are alr things that i wish i cld change...like the tim mcgraw song, 'to love deeper, to speak sweeter'...i guess the one thing that i really want to change, ive been thinking abt it so long, but finally, i shall really do sth abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time's flyin by n in a few years' time, the decisions n worries that il be plagued with will be so different from the ones that are on my mind now..guess growing up's kinda scary ya? but it's jus all a part of life...uve jus gotta make the most outta it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111227984102751022?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111201437870109926</id><published>2005-03-28T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T20:52:58.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!!!!!!!!!! block test's finally over!!!! hahahahahahhahha yesh....can finally rest n slack...=)  let's see...first thing i did after bio pp...went out with simin...decided to go mall-hopping arnd the hougang area...haha then met vanessa n irene on the bus, so we went hougang mall tgt to eat lunch at the thai restaurant...not bad!! n the food qt cheap...=) yup then walked awhile abit..then both irene n vanessa left, so me n simin decided to go compasspt...haha...then walked until we both qt tired....sat down n bought some stuff to eat n were jus talking...ahhaha n i was trying to guess her bro's name, realised that her bro's name can acty bcum qt interestg!! haha had a gd laugh over tt...then we went to library where i was very torn cos i cldnt borrow too many bks ahhhhhh hate it when tt happens...but i got 4!! haha so happy...came hm, started reading for like 3 hrs non stop, jus finished one bk...=D sigh really love the feeling of jus losing urself in the bk...for me, i'd rather stay at hm with a gd bk then go out...seriously...sometimes goin out, hmmm can get abit sian lars i guess...i'd rather read anytime...=) was watching abit of star wars jus now...hmmmmm my impressn of it wasnt like tt...haha it acty looks qt comical...hmmm then realised that darth vader was anakin !!! had kinda forgotten tt...haha think he's cool, with the black mask n weird breathing sound ahha...=) lure of the dark side...nva did watch the full thing, so dun understd much...ohhwell...got desperate hswives later! gonna watch...ohh n simin coming over tmr!!haha...:) i love the feeling of liberation frm papers!!!!!!! haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111157968722553323</id><published>2005-03-23T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T20:08:07.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhh jus typed a super long entry n all gone...bleahhh&lt;br /&gt;basically...been awol cos exams lars...march hols burnt studying...then now break which is today only, today last pp for this wk ended...next pp is next mon...which is bio...so today rest..tmr chiong again sigh...cant wait for mon!!!! whee!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111157923545696914</id><published>2005-03-23T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T20:00:35.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!!!!!! haha been AWOL for so long..whole march days was basically spent mugging...man mugmugmug like siao...really every single day lars....sigh so tiring...mon was GP, tues maths n econs, today chem...then tmr no paper until mon! which is bio...sigh...then tues hols again...haha acty not bad lars...sigh now hafta mug bio throughout this 'hols'...yupyup at least well got extra time, i need it lars...bio damn lot to cover...but giving myself a break today!! haha...=) jus gonna take it easy...tmr then chiong again..wahh looking bac, think my most confident pp is GP..haha the others...sigh..maths errr nvm, keeping my fingers crossed...econs...argh...today's chem...gonecase...came out everyone was like 'freak!!! why so hard!!!?' sigh...haha was qt in the dumps haha then i heard sth damn funny...me, lisa n simin were jus there stoning, then we overheard ang weiwen's conversatn which went sth liddat...haha..:' i didnt do mcq, didnt do free response qns...so i think i shld be able to still get 70/120..' HAHAHAHHAHA omg was laughing like mad...he damn optimistic lars, still believe sectn b can get full marks...ahha funny guy..=) the after that he was like asking his fren, 'ehh the ans gor this qn shld be like that right, i assumed it's a trick qn.' ahha ohhman...:D  shall rest today..cant wait for monday to end!!! whee!!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111157923545696914?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111157923545696914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111157923545696914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111157923545696914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111157923545696914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello-haha-been-awol-for-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111071359252998886</id><published>2005-03-13T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T19:33:12.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 hrs @ NUS!!!! madness..</title><content type='html'>jus cleared my hotmail acct...got like 112 junk mail...damn useless...everyday log in jus todelete mail n free up sapce for more new mail..sigh...went for NUS open hs..! saw like everyone there...let's see...i saw susan!!!! haha so so cool to see u again cos havnt seen u in such a long time...n i saw ahem, with u...haha dun think i didnt...;p well it was gd seeing u...=) then saw aileen stj..haha she looks so cute lars...still the same...=) zhiying..various stnicks pple n even more HC pple...whoas...well it wasnt exactly VERY informative but i stayed frm 11am to 6pm there...yea i know 7 hrs...madness...then went IT show at suntec...reached there at 7...so walk walk then so many pple i alr damn tired alr...then ate dinner, by the time reach hm, horrors!!!!!! it was alr 11+pm...damn..got a shock when i saw the time lars....sigh..wasted one day..&lt;br /&gt;tmr meeting siva for econs...then studyin in sch...shld really not be online now...but ohwell i need a break...think tonite no need slp...shall eat to keep myself awake haha...&lt;br /&gt;many things happening these days...but i jus gotta learn to keep them outta my mind these days...i know she means well when she says those things to me n i shldnt keep flaring up ay her...its unfair n i shld stop..yup..shall jus do my best...for now, gotta conc on my work...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111071359252998886?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111071359252998886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111071359252998886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111071359252998886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111071359252998886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/03/7-hrs-nus-madness.html' title='7 hrs @ NUS!!!! madness..'/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-111028475102797422</id><published>2005-03-08T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T20:25:51.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow...been a long time since i blogged...have some things troubling me..(what's new?) sigh..today wasnt a very fantastic day...i wonder what the teachers want me to do...a sombre, serious me? or a happy me? im pretty confused...and i don't even know what's wrong exactly...ahhh nva had this prob lars...damn fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;so shld i mould myself into this perfect student? maybe i shld really jus shut up during tutorials..then wow pple will start saying i dun respond during class..i hate this freaking bias which i feel is obvious...feelin very strained during class when now not only do i have to care abt paying attention n following the lesson, but also portraying the right image to the tcher..how fucked up is that.damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-111028475102797422?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/111028475102797422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=111028475102797422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111028475102797422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/111028475102797422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/03/wow_08.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-110986680632507737</id><published>2005-03-04T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T00:20:06.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow...was jus listening to the song by colin raye...'love, me'...i think its really sweet n nice...sigh...the lyrics make me want to cry...i think it's so precious to have a love of a lifetime...like when u're old, u'll still have him by ur side...holding hands...knowing each other's thoughts...jus knowing that uve met ur soulmate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, ME&lt;br /&gt;I read a note my grandma wrote back in nineteen twenty-three.&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me.&lt;br /&gt;He said,&lt;br /&gt;"Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's daddy didn't like me none, but I loved your Grandma so."&lt;br /&gt;We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together.&lt;br /&gt;Get married in the first town we came to, and live forever.&lt;br /&gt;But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet, instead&lt;br /&gt;Of her, I found this letter, and this is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you when my chores are through;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I'll be.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;And between now and then,&lt;br /&gt;till I see you again,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you.&lt;br /&gt;Love, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In the doorway of a church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I know I'd never seen him cry in all my fifteen years;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But as he said these words to her, his eyes filled up with tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get there before I do, don't give up on me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you when my chores are through;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I'll be.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not gonna let you down, darling wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;And between now and then, till I see you again,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you. Love, me.&lt;br /&gt;Between now and then,&lt;br /&gt;till I see you again,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be loving you.&lt;br /&gt;Love, me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i think the part in blue is the saddest part...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7138691-110986680632507737?l=alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/110986680632507737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7138691&amp;postID=110986680632507737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/110986680632507737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7138691/posts/default/110986680632507737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alwaysonmymindalwaysinmyheart.blogspot.com/2005/03/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>blaque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05464514359513663060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7138691.post-110968028100092694</id><published>2005-03-01T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:31:21.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To a very gd fren:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay strong. i wish i cld do more. i wish i cld be there with u now. pls pls take care of urself. i'll always be here with u. have faith in urself stay strong. i don't want to see u sad, but i'll be here to get thru this with u.. u prob won't even read this. i really hope to see u smile again. ilu&lt;div 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