<?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-7955370246452138695</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:49:08.827+08:00</updated><category term='utter boredom.'/><category term='super angst and exasperation.'/><category term='sudden clarity'/><category term='friends and love.MUG.'/><category term='book review.'/><category term='hari raya outing to CT&apos;s place'/><category term='HAIRCUT.'/><category term='hello madness'/><category term='a thousand times over.'/><category term='kiss.'/><category term='photography.'/><category term='i&apos;ve never prayed this hard to a god i don&apos;t know whether he exists.'/><category term='i&apos;m sick of 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>366</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-3669267324904247022</id><published>2008-12-14T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:17:36.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>----</title><content type='html'>ohmygodzz i am very &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tiredz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have not really blogged the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;so here.ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught twilight twice already,its v good!there is currently a twilight fever going on in my house,thanks to sheilayong whom under influence of the movie has assumed that all vampires are devastatingly gorgeous and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;she's bought all the books and is currently on book 2.(she started from 1.)&lt;br /&gt;i am amazed,because my baby sis never reads.at all.&lt;br /&gt;i personally am on both book3 and 1 now.(sheila hogged book1 yesterday night and wouldn't give it over,so i moved on to book2 first and finished it in one go.it's children's lit man.so now i'm on page 28 for book 3 and 135 for book1.i think.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try to force her to read even a simple book like say,harry potter!she thinks its boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.the story's not thaat great afterall.quite a let down,the plot is pathetically predictable and transparent.meyer's style of writing is mind-knackeringly simple.and my god her descriptive language is TERRIBLE!i laughed at the forgotten pagan god of beauty line.it was horrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la but i can tell why its popular.oh wellllz.there are better writers out there,thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway!going iceskating tomorrow with choong!bery excitedz.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;he eez going back in a few more days,after the audition.&lt;br /&gt;i'm very sad. but we will pull through!may faith be with us.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;because i love you,baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh,i almost forgot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i'm going to go into tuition.or something.desperately need to earn moolah,fast!&lt;br /&gt;i'm really in the poorhouse, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss school.it feels like A levels has been over for like since forever.i just like,go out and have fun everyday!movies shopping malls coffee slacking reading(leisurely no more BNW or GE!) pool etcetcetc.not that i'm complaining!hahahaha.but i would like to spend my time productively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah,did i mention that i'm nocturnal again?this time,its even worse.&lt;br /&gt;i only sleep in the wee hours of the morning,like 8.tis amazing,isn't it??&lt;br /&gt;my mum gets up at 8.and i go in to sleep then.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok don't know if you guys realized this,but i'm jumping randomly from topic to topic and this is a sign of my apparent lack of sleep and i'm utterly drained now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I LOVE THE WEATHER NOW.don't you all?ITS LIKE RAIN AND COOL TEMP. ALL AROUND.YIPPEE!reminds me of the colour &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt;.yay.my fav.&lt;br /&gt;i don't even need to turn the aircon on.(but i still do,haha.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-3669267324904247022?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/3669267324904247022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=3669267324904247022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3669267324904247022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3669267324904247022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='----'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-295413785269585488</id><published>2008-12-13T03:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:06:39.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when it all comes down to this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;didn't mean it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i still want you,you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyes are closing.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think twilight is worth catching.&lt;br /&gt;robert pattinson.is.hot.hot.hot.&lt;br /&gt;i rate him a 7.woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the fact that i couldn't recognize him as cedric diggory in HP.i thought he wasn't very goodlooking then anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must be the change of character.vampyres are sooo much more attractive than magicians,sorry.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway!&lt;br /&gt;its really late now.i'm feeling melancholy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so will go now.bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish i could stay here,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but we both know the ending anyway.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seems like our love's on a time limit,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and time is ticking away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm sorry i can't give you more,more of me more of this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its the weak way out and it seems im not even trying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess maybe i'm really not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this love story,may end prematuredly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i'm grateful it ever happened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i still love you,and i always will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't stop you from hating me,for not being everything you wanted.i'm sorry..baby,i'm sorry..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-295413785269585488?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/295413785269585488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=295413785269585488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/295413785269585488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/295413785269585488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-it-all-comes-down-to-this.html' title='when it all comes down to this.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5781232989047182748</id><published>2008-12-12T04:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T04:34:00.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO,WEMEETAGAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm back! (: yes albeit slightly late(its been about,2 and a half weeks since the Advanced Levels have finished.yippee!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so yes,have revamped the layout etc as well.quite nice now,don't you think ? (;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;its got a slightly more sophisticated vibe to it,not so moody and morose anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hopefully i have grown out of that stage,seeing as i have finally turned 19 and rid myself of the 'fortune teller's curse'!(more to be mentioned in later blogpost) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mum must be so proud of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh,but still i retain to the minimalist structure,i dislike those loud blogskins with like contrasting colours and images splattered everywhere basically screaming, LOOK AT ME!!! (ok seems like i still have quite abit of energy left in me,hahah.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok short post because its very late now(early in the morning) and have got to get some sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;am heading to the library,and to marine parade to basically do a couple of chores, ie fixing of specs,etcetc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;need to make reading list as most peers have already started(if not created their own lists) but actually,i tend to prefer to just browse and pick my next book when i finish the first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so shall just aim to finish 50 books for this month.ok,50 is waaay too ambitious,its not about quantity but rather,quality right!so,20 books should be reasonable. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;if i had to i'd rather be off alone,and stay that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S realise no matter how succint i try to keep the posts,they never are very short afterall.just displays my knack to ramble on and on and on and on endlessly(you get the idea.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5781232989047182748?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5781232989047182748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5781232989047182748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5781232989047182748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5781232989047182748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/12/hellowemeetagain.html' title='HELLO,WEMEETAGAIN'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-3164986416290989539</id><published>2008-02-20T21:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T21:32:40.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPDATE OF THE YEAR.'/><title type='text'>SAY YOUR GOODBYES,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;FROM NOW TILL END OF THE ATROCIOUS 'A's,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;THIS BLOG IS CLOSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or rather i'm just gonna stop.try to.try veryvery hard to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i think its time to cut down on the computer hours per day la,after the talk by CT today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it wasn't really a pep talk but at the same time she wasn't really scolding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i mean,i've seen worse so yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and like,i should prioritise and make the most of my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cut down on stuff that i don't really need or am just addicted to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;since i can't bear to let go of boyfriend i'll make up by intensively cutting down on many other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so blogging shall go,along with bloghopping and facebook and friendster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;they'll just be,stagnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i think i'll keep the flickr tho'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and when A levels are over then i'll come back,but for now its time to fight for my place in a local university.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok la,who am i kidding.i'm just really scared shitless about SAs and meettheparent's session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and the As,of course.but SA is approaching swift and soon before you know it it'll be econs which is DOOOOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i have coursework to stress over ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and lit,and math,and econs,and ohhhh.....the list goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok this is the last post for about ....7 months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wish me luck for As won't you?i think i really need it if i want to get a place in NTU comm studies.or lit.or err,something along those lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OH AND ITS TIME TO SLEEP AT 12 EVERY NIGHT,so i won't feel like #$^*(*&amp;amp;^%$^&amp;amp;* in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;take care,and byee!it was fun while it lasted,i'll be back. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-3164986416290989539?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/3164986416290989539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=3164986416290989539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3164986416290989539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3164986416290989539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/say-your-goodbyes.html' title='SAY YOUR GOODBYES,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-4709637984041410271</id><published>2008-02-12T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T21:23:30.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so tired i could fall asleep standing up'/><title type='text'>PEP TALK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just finished the proposal for SL project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigh,have delayed it long enough la.i'm a terrible OIC, must stop procrastinating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shit.SOVA tmr,i think he's going to scream at me.i feel terrible and very scared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;don't want to go for lesson tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;have not been a good student lately,stop slacking cindy yong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now is not the time to sit around and be a lazy pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok,gotta go do econs essay plan Q3- which i have abso-fucking-lutely no idea how to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i don't even understand econs la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;think its time for consultations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now,if only i could find time to have them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;training tmr,am looking forward to it despite having to stand under the hot sun and bake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;miss softball,miss coach miss the team.need to bat and throw some stress and anger out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know i've let alot of people down these few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;come on cindy,pick yourself up and work hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;work hard for your future,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;work hard for yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for your family.for everyone who needs you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;had heart to heart talk with bitchy bestfriend just now.love you girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the future holds so much responsibility,so many obstacles so many changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;can i take them all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;can i survive them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;will i emerge from the long battle weary and jaded,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and resign to life and its unhappiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;now i understand why grown ups are so tired and weary all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;its because the toll of life took the spark from their eyes and crushed their dreams flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;took those fairytales away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;cold hard reality closes in on them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;merciless as they claw for air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;truth sinks in and nothing can feel as terrible than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the realization that hits them like a ten ton truck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the future seems so bleak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;will we survive all thats coming our way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i need to work so much harder.be so much more focussed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have so many things to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to the extent that i have only slept 4 hours in 2 days and am still functioning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i have not finished half of them.not even close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;slow down on the workload,slow down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i understand why they pile on the pressure la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but it just overwhelms me at times to the extent where i can't breathe,can't can't can't breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i think i'm used to it already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;soon i will be able to survive on an hour's of sleep everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;either that,or i will faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no,i am strong.won't faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok now cindy mustmustmust work veryvery hard for econs and everything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;c'mon girl,you can do it.remember who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;am dreading tmr's sova lesson-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;because i hate it when people shout at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok cindy shall be hard core mugger from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mugmugmugmugmug,pesevere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-4709637984041410271?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/4709637984041410271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=4709637984041410271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4709637984041410271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4709637984041410271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/pep-talk.html' title='PEP TALK!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5668919237947954681</id><published>2008-02-12T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T00:06:04.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so small-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What you got if you ain't got love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The kind that you just want to give away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's ok to open up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Go ahead and let the light shine through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I know it's hard on a rainy day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You wanna shut the world out and just be left alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But don't run out on your faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cause sometimes that mountain you've been climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Is just a grain of sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And what you've been out there searching for forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Is in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And when you figure out love is all that matters after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It sure makes everything else seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's so easy to get lost inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A problem that seems so big at the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's like a river that's so wide it swallows you whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;While you're sitting around thinking about what you can't change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;nothing's gonna pull us apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just wait and see.don't need to prove no nothing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cos time will tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;time will tell them how love's gonna keep us together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5668919237947954681?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5668919237947954681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5668919237947954681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5668919237947954681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5668919237947954681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-small.html' title='so small-'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-3476024845827478140</id><published>2008-02-11T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T23:52:46.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEED TO MUG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends and love.MUG.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love is a drug.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVELOVE.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings/lovelovelove.'/><title type='text'>ONE MORE DAY OH GOODNESS-</title><content type='html'>TODAY WAS FLOWER SELLING DAY AT TPJC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hahaha,it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great job everyone,it was lovely walking around school and seeing so many students holding stalks and stalks of paper roses.&lt;br /&gt;really makes one feel accomplished and loyal to art club.&lt;br /&gt;we rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,selling flowers is so fun.&lt;br /&gt;stand there,smile and be chirpy and hand money back with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;business tactics. i want to be a florist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i fail a levels,boyfriend says i can go sell flowers.haha,i kick you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons were.boring,but lit was good today.&lt;br /&gt;somehow ruth fung was on form today man,&lt;br /&gt;i actually sat up and paid full attention for two periods straight and tried veryvery hard to think on her points,etc.&lt;br /&gt;yay mariner!&lt;br /&gt;think i'm beginning to get the hang of lit.but must,work hard harder hardest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear.sova test tmr,die die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am very happy,because boyfriend is finally back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i love you baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MACHOW. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sillyboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm just so happy that i've got you and i don't ever want to let go.&lt;br /&gt;cos you complete me and i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-3476024845827478140?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/3476024845827478140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=3476024845827478140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3476024845827478140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3476024845827478140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-more-day-oh-goodness.html' title='ONE MORE DAY OH GOODNESS-'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-4427176731786646449</id><published>2008-02-10T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T04:25:50.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>OH,OH OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;ALTHOUGH I DIDN'T DO SCHOOL WORK AND AM STILL NOT ASLEEP,&lt;br /&gt;BUT I AM VERY PLEASED WITH MYSELF. (: (:  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY PLEASED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BEAM AT MYSELF. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back to work,byee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-4427176731786646449?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/4427176731786646449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=4427176731786646449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4427176731786646449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4427176731786646449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5041113094609229193</id><published>2008-02-10T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T02:37:09.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO NEAR YET SO FAR</title><content type='html'>WALAO EH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sebei sian 1/2, fake meee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basket.&lt;br /&gt;bastard me.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh,nvm cindy its just one more day.ONE MORE!you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;one more,one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puff puff.WALAO EHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm,will not be displeased and demoralised.must be hurr and strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,to distract myself from DISPLEASING things.&lt;br /&gt;i will blog about my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late,cabbed down to dhoby ghaut(yah la i waste $) to meet PAE fellas.&lt;br /&gt;ok,SOME of the pae fellas.&lt;br /&gt;chatted,laughed,bitched.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha.whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to spotlight briefly,bought overpriced paper at $3 a piece.DAMNIT la! oh and a box. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met clara at 3(sorry for being late!) and we did fish&amp;amp;co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to flesh imp and then to art friend.&lt;br /&gt;on the way we bumped into jane. (:&lt;br /&gt;found okaay stencils and paper and several other stuff.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,hsing shen and jansen said i dress very ah lianised today!OH DEAR.&lt;br /&gt;cannot cannot,must change!&lt;br /&gt;they say i look like i'm going for a funeral.&lt;br /&gt;):  so now i must wear more colourful clothes! okay bring on the neon baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,spent like a shitload of money and now i declare myself broke.&lt;br /&gt;cannot,cannot spend anyhow anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OHHH i bought the cutest set of lingerie and rara bought a slinky black pretty nightie/dress.&lt;br /&gt;very sexy and cleavage revealing(her dress.)&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;which i am sure daniel will be very pleased with,hurrhurr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very happy with the lingerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shouldn't blog about lingerie.i think boys read this!&lt;br /&gt;but its like,one of my best buys today!*whine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,headed to cousin's home later for visiting and mahhhh jong.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaha,goody good now i have craving for mahhh jong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but NO!cindy will be serious and do homework tmr.&lt;br /&gt;or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh,got like a mountain's worth of work to do.haha,good game cindy.&lt;br /&gt;prepare to go back to school and get shelled by ALL the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;who will proceed to throw stones at me then burn me at the stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand.Valentine's is on next thursday!&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the 13th is coming soon too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh holey moleyyyyyy-quoted from clara my favouritest girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh dear god i have dinner at orchard tmr,with the BFFs.&lt;br /&gt;oh dearrrr.how to do homework!DIE.&lt;br /&gt;DIE DIE DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK TIME TO SLEEP SOON. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think YOU put the love potion on me,baby cos -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm going crazy here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maybe you team up with fad to administer large amounts of love potion into my water bottle when i'm not aware.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if not,how else can you explain this huge aching hole thats burning for your return and only steadily increases in intensity as each day goes by?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;izui alyiskmrce os.i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5041113094609229193?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5041113094609229193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-7955370246452138695.post-1894350086888572929</id><published>2008-02-09T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:51.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its not easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVELOVE.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel about you now/'/><title type='text'>PEEKTORES/DAY FIVE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;EVIL CACKLE,TIME FOR UNGLAM PICTURES OF MY STALKER COUSINS!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahha,jo and lorraine.please,DON'T KILL ME!hahahhahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha,i will acknowledge your existence in this post and officially welcome you to my online journal also known as my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[ sorry ah,please,don't kill me ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JOLENE WHEN SHE PLAYS NINTENDO WII.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yGDQXflWI/AAAAAAAAAVU/r8uLwpSJl4U/s1600-h/P2080722.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164650263178351970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yGDQXflWI/AAAAAAAAAVU/r8uLwpSJl4U/s200/P2080722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yGTAXflXI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wsCv7cDqWiU/s1600-h/P2080723.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164650533761291634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yGTAXflXI/AAAAAAAAAVc/wsCv7cDqWiU/s200/P2080723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yE2wXflVI/AAAAAAAAAVM/RlxnBMJELaQ/s1600-h/P2080717.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164648948918359378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yE2wXflVI/AAAAAAAAAVM/RlxnBMJELaQ/s200/P2080717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;take 1,2,3! i think her hair is hot la.i lust for my hair to be of that luxurious length.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and she looks like a red packet,no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LUCKY i never wear that dress,hahahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tho' i have it in black,not fire engine red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yEoAXflUI/AAAAAAAAAVE/DGLreu-8Lpc/s1600-h/P2080713.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164648695515288898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yEoAXflUI/AAAAAAAAAVE/DGLreu-8Lpc/s200/P2080713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yEbwXflTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/63i-mQuF4Kw/s1600-h/P2080709.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164648485061891378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yEbwXflTI/AAAAAAAAAU8/63i-mQuF4Kw/s200/P2080709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yERQXflSI/AAAAAAAAAU0/uQIWFDpjoUE/s1600-h/P2080708.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164648304673264930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yERQXflSI/AAAAAAAAAU0/uQIWFDpjoUE/s200/P2080708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cherlyn and sheila passively watching the two crazy goons go high in picture 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahahahhaa,look at lor!you stalkerrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yD_QXflRI/AAAAAAAAAUs/G-aZh7JgqC0/s1600-h/P2080706.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164647995435619602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yD_QXflRI/AAAAAAAAAUs/G-aZh7JgqC0/s200/P2080706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yDgQXflQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/tOkq8tDcXCs/s1600-h/P2080703.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164647462859674882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yDgQXflQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/tOkq8tDcXCs/s200/P2080703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yDFgXflPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/w3dLqrESeqE/s1600-h/P2080702.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164647003298174194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yDFgXflPI/AAAAAAAAAUc/w3dLqrESeqE/s200/P2080702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;suigerrrrrrrrrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;sheila and our very jovial and merry 6th aunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the steamboat brunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAHAH.shit la i think jo's going to kill me tmr.scream her head off at me and shriek into my ears while i try and run and hide while laughing my ass off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;don't worry la jo,i don't think people who read my blog know you!except for the occasional blog hopper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and even then,you look quite hot la.haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OKAY SLEEP TIME,gotta be at dhoby ghaut tmr at 1130 for PAE CNY gathering-and 2pm at orchard for lunch/artfriend with my favourite-st girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then 7pm down to hougang for more visiting!and hopefully gambling and loads more screaming.(though not directed at me. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH SHIT.AND I'M DOING DINNER WITH THE BFFs AT ORCHARD TMR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where the heck am i gonna find time to do my shitload of homework?DAMN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;GOODNIGHT WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;goodnight little wolf.somehow it feels like you've disappeared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i know you're out there,somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;hopefully thinking of me like how i'm thinking of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-1894350086888572929?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/1894350086888572929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=1894350086888572929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1894350086888572929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1894350086888572929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/peektoresday-five.html' title='PEEKTORES/DAY FIVE.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6yGDQXflWI/AAAAAAAAAVU/r8uLwpSJl4U/s72-c/P2080722.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-9222675535606067102</id><published>2008-02-08T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T19:59:30.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY FIVE</title><content type='html'>today's more alive.more havoc,more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching stalker cousins play the wii,&lt;br /&gt;gambling and laughing my head off at the terrible luck i have this year(omen,omen!)&lt;br /&gt;stuffing our faces with sinful biscuits,awesome steamboat(thank you ah ee)&lt;br /&gt;and chugging soft drinks like there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but everytime someone mentions you i feel this little pang in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the kind where you miss someone but they'r not here for you to hold and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the kind where you know a part of you is out there somewhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;and you're longing for it to come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh,happy new year to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wants to go to Art Friend tomorrow?at taka. accompany me la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-9222675535606067102?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/9222675535606067102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=9222675535606067102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/9222675535606067102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/9222675535606067102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-five.html' title='DAY FIVE'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-6550556641752732362</id><published>2008-02-07T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T13:51:59.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIGHHHHH</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And tell me that you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everything's alright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When you're right here by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I catch a glimpse of heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I find my paradise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When you look me in the eyes.&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/7955370246452138695-6550556641752732362?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/6550556641752732362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=6550556641752732362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6550556641752732362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6550556641752732362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/sighhhhh.html' title='SIGHHHHH'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-4941113486894529837</id><published>2008-02-07T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T13:43:36.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAYFOUR.</title><content type='html'>thursday morning,fourth day.&lt;br /&gt;ok la,i'm not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats a consolation,right?hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,bought two books yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;valley of the dolls and the almost moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.yeah,i know!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha the almost moon,by alice sebold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes!the author of the lovely bones!yes!&lt;br /&gt;hhhahaa,i'm so damn excited too.&lt;br /&gt;but no,that book must wait.&lt;br /&gt;can only read it in the right moment,mood,atmosphere and surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;that'll do the book justice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now am so bored.&lt;br /&gt;CNY is always damn boring.yawnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am now stoning in front of the laptop with my dog on my lap,taking a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha hey it rhymes!!!&lt;br /&gt;my dog on my lap,&lt;br /&gt;taking a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahahahahahaa. shows you how bored i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-4941113486894529837?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/4941113486894529837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=4941113486894529837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4941113486894529837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4941113486894529837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/dayfour.html' title='DAYFOUR.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5314132312460047624</id><published>2008-02-06T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:51.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GONG XI GONG XI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SCHOOL IS OVER.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO SCHOOL TILL NEXT MONDAY,YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok now that the high from A06 lou hei(very messy one) and brownies and icecream has died down,(i love A06)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i must go to work now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigh,but nvm. still,happy CNY to everyone and have a good holiday. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i miss you. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hope you'r doing fine there.and still remember me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i miss your hamster cheeks. ))):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6lJbwXflOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/TQ31p0rLrwg/s1600-h/PC310633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163739188945720546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6lJbwXflOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/TQ31p0rLrwg/s200/PC310633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GONG XI GONG XI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5314132312460047624?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5314132312460047624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5314132312460047624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5314132312460047624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5314132312460047624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/gong-xi-gong-xi.html' title='GONG XI GONG XI'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6lJbwXflOI/AAAAAAAAAUU/TQ31p0rLrwg/s72-c/PC310633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-4850282833253421970</id><published>2008-02-05T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:52.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HERO/HEROINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6ginwXflJI/AAAAAAAAATs/o_RfmhjhX1s/s1600-h/PC160290+edited+3+edited!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163415039173956754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6ginwXflJI/AAAAAAAAATs/o_RfmhjhX1s/s200/PC160290+edited+3+edited!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6gidgXflII/AAAAAAAAATk/HYDo6XxSsdo/s1600-h/DSC00184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163414863080297602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6gidgXflII/AAAAAAAAATk/HYDo6XxSsdo/s200/DSC00184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6giIQXflGI/AAAAAAAAATU/TxbN5QCW1h4/s1600-h/DSC00186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163414498008077410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6giIQXflGI/AAAAAAAAATU/TxbN5QCW1h4/s200/DSC00186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6giSgXflHI/AAAAAAAAATc/Vj9uJeHjOdU/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163414674101736562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6giSgXflHI/AAAAAAAAATc/Vj9uJeHjOdU/s200/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6gjCQXflKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ChMkm6_EORA/s1600-h/DSC00193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163415494440490146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6gjCQXflKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/ChMkm6_EORA/s200/DSC00193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6gj_gXflLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/JtdkZEyydBA/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163416546707477682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6gj_gXflLI/AAAAAAAAAT8/JtdkZEyydBA/s200/DSC00154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6glIwXflMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/RAa820NnXgI/s1600-h/P1060665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163417805132895426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6glIwXflMI/AAAAAAAAAUE/RAa820NnXgI/s200/P1060665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i miss you so bad now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need you here right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope you know that i'm thinking of you all the time.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;imissyoubaby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6ginwXflJI/AAAAAAAAATs/o_RfmhjhX1s/s72-c/PC160290+edited+3+edited!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-2656467246571591477</id><published>2008-02-04T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T22:19:48.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and its filled with thoughts of you.'/><title type='text'>DAY ONE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's too late baby, there's no turning around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've got my hands in my pocket and my head in a cloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is how I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When I think about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;I never thought that you could break me apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I keep a sinister smile and a hole in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You want to get inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then you can get in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But not this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cause you caught me off guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now I'm running and screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I feel like a hero and you are my heroine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I won't try to philosophize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'll just take a deep breath and I'll look in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And its so surreal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I got a closet filled up to the brim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;With the ghosts of my past and the &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;skeletons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I don't know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You'd even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But I won't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You caught me off guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now I'm running and screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I feel like a hero and you are my heroine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I feel a weakness coming on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never felt so good to be so wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Had my heart on lockdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And then you turned me all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm feeling like a newborn child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Every time I get a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chance to see you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's not complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;I was so jaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And you caught me off guard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Now I'm running and screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I feel like a hero and you are my heroine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Do you know that your love is the sweetest sin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm missing you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-2656467246571591477?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/2656467246571591477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=2656467246571591477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/2656467246571591477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/2656467246571591477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-one.html' title='DAY ONE.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-1248788348041440537</id><published>2008-02-04T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T00:14:39.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WASTING WEEKENDS,</title><content type='html'>I WANT TO SLAP MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past,three or so days i've been living in a cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't really study,except when at library and did some art coursework.&lt;br /&gt;then today,when i bloody reach home then realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit sia,tmr got econs test,and lit test!&lt;br /&gt;and i hafta do GP current affairs quiz questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'VE NOT READ A SINGLE NEWSPAPER IN WEEKS,NOT TO MENTION THIS WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;die la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andandand,the worse part is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAD'S SICK SO SHE WON'T BE IN SCHOOL TMR!&lt;br /&gt;BOYFRIEND'S GOING BACK TO MALAYSIA FOR THE WHOLE WEEEK!damnit.damn damn damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm gonna be a loner tmr.wonderful,say hello to loner cindy.&lt;br /&gt;nvm,i will be strong!and anyway i have clara and sallypok what,no need to scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY IS COMING.i want to play pool and sparklers,so sallypok date me out,quickquickquick!&lt;br /&gt;we will all go together and be silly.(clara sallypok faddy and if you would like to you can bring dan-ni-er and mirzaaaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - i'm missing you like crazy alr.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i mean it,ohmygod cannot survive la.you purposely right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-1248788348041440537?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/1248788348041440537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=1248788348041440537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1248788348041440537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1248788348041440537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/wasting-weekends.html' title='WASTING WEEKENDS,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5621009468172846494</id><published>2008-02-03T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:53.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its nights like this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wasting weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to heal.'/><title type='text'>THE WEEK SO FAR,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6S5SAXflFI/AAAAAAAAATM/Ea7qbSS364I/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162454791860753490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6S5SAXflFI/AAAAAAAAATM/Ea7qbSS364I/s200/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a rare sight indeedy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6S5LgXflEI/AAAAAAAAATE/LA4uXrH_J2M/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162454680191603778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6S5LgXflEI/AAAAAAAAATE/LA4uXrH_J2M/s200/DSC00154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6S5BAXflDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7yK3qAjteJ8/s1600-h/PC160290+edited+3+edited!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162454499802977330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6S5BAXflDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7yK3qAjteJ8/s200/PC160290+edited+3+edited!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art coursework development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6S4rAXflCI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4dRHWhGF-IE/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162454121845855266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6S4rAXflCI/AAAAAAAAAS0/4dRHWhGF-IE/s200/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love how she looks like a pig here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6S4iQXflBI/AAAAAAAAASs/0WsQ6d-1B7Y/s1600-h/P2010680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162453971521999890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6S4iQXflBI/AAAAAAAAASs/0WsQ6d-1B7Y/s200/P2010680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 13th birthday sheila yong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES I AM NOT ASLEEP,TERRIBLE ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM GOING TO GET MY HAIR CUT TMR,I'M SICK OF MY SIDE SWEPT FLOPPY FRINGE WHICH KEEPS FALLING IN FRONT OF MY EYES AND BRUSHING MY FACE-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S BACK TO BANGS FOR ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BACK TO THE CHINAGIRL LOOK,SIGHSIGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5621009468172846494?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5621009468172846494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5621009468172846494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5621009468172846494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5621009468172846494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/week-so-far.html' title='THE WEEK SO FAR,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R6S5SAXflFI/AAAAAAAAATM/Ea7qbSS364I/s72-c/DSC00152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-6188640334134742475</id><published>2008-02-03T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T00:57:07.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAITING FOR SOME BEAUTIFUL BOY TO,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;like,my body aches and my head's so sore and heavy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i feel like a zombie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;spent the day in parkway,was unable to get MC cos the damn clinic was closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nvm,i'll get it tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;am very sad and lonely lately,friends are all busy and i feel so tired half the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AND OH YAH,i cannot believe myself la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;atrocious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;really have to curb my spending habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;impulsive shopper,crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;even when i'm sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i can still spend up to $300 today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kicks myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok,from today onwards im not gonna touch the money anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;must save,save cindy save!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok,i am very tired now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;badly need warmth and closure now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;badly need a hug and you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;have to study,tell myself that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigh,do not want to screw my A levels up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;OH and did i mention,when you were young by the killers is like,one of my favourite songs of all time?so is starlight by the muse.maroon5,she will be loved. songs like that.new addition,stop and stare by one republic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;favourite band of all time - coldplay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;don't know why i suddenly typed that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah ok,gtg sleep.am starting to talk shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;You sit there in your heartache &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Waiting on some beautiful boy to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;save you from your old ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;You play forgiveness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Watch it now ... here he comes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;He doesn't look a thing like Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;But he talks like a gentleman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Like you imagined &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;when you were young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Can we climb this mountain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Higher now than ever before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I know we can make it if we take it slow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Let's take it easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Easy now, watch it go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;We're burning down the highway skyline &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;On the back of a hurricane that started turning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;When you were young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;When you were young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;And sometimes you close your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;and see the place where you used to live &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;When you were young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;They say the devil's water, it ain't so sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;You don't have to drink right now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;But you can dip your feet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Every once in a little while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;You sit there in your heartache &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Waiting on some beautiful boy to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;To save you from your old ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;You play forgiveness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Watch it now here he comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;He doesn't look a thing like Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;But he talks like a gentleman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Like you imagined when you were young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;When you were young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I said he doesn't look a thing like Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;He doesn't look a thing like Jesus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;But more than you'll ever know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my prayer for the night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-6188640334134742475?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/6188640334134742475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=6188640334134742475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6188640334134742475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6188640334134742475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/waiting-for-some-beautiful-boy-to.html' title='WAITING FOR SOME BEAUTIFUL BOY TO,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5601124245539314240</id><published>2008-02-02T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T15:48:02.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STOPANDSTARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Stop and stare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I think I'm moving but I go nowhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yeah I know that everyone gets scared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But I've become what I can't be, oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Stop and stare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;You start to wonder why you're 'here' not there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And you'd give anything to get what's fair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But fair ain't what you really need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Oh, can u see what I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;helplessly stuck to this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;maybe because thats how i feel about my life now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A levels is proving to be the biggest obstacle i've ever faced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tired.so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;only when i'm with you,then a little of the immense pressure on me evaporates into thin air,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;only when i'm with you,i get that bit of solace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;steady feet,don't fail me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gtg,bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5601124245539314240?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5601124245539314240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5601124245539314240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5601124245539314240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5601124245539314240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/stopandstare.html' title='STOPANDSTARE'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-6193230922823035464</id><published>2008-02-02T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T02:54:44.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICKSICKSICK-</title><content type='html'>finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the pressure and stress and lack of sleep and reckless neglect of health and walks in the pouring rain and skipped meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally fallen sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before the econs test.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think someone up there's playing a joke on me.&lt;br /&gt;on all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm stuck in a dilemma-should i go tmr or not.&lt;br /&gt;but if i go,its a sure-fail.and fail spectacularly too.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just reached home,can you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;i swear,my family is really the 21st century singapore addams family.&lt;br /&gt;right now,my dad just finished showering and my mum's reading the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;brother and girlfriend is in the room laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only my sister and maid is asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and now dad's gonna watch i am legend,dvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swear we'r a bunch of vampires.&lt;br /&gt;or new breed of nocturnal homosaphiens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any scientists wanna come do tests on us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna puke.disgusting feeling,i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;fuckkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm fucking cold,can't stop shivering.even my insides are shivering.&lt;br /&gt;tsk,terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and best of all i haven't touched econs.die.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sure i'll die spectacularly tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;nvm.got boyfriend and haziq to die with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haziq:'eh i never study at all you know.sure fail one.you sure you gonna fail?'&lt;br /&gt;cindy:'yah duh,since when i pass econs before.'&lt;br /&gt;haziq:'ok set,we fail together.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good to know that i'm not left alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,i don't know if i can even get up tmr.fucking lethargic and sore all over now.&lt;br /&gt;i swear my head's like,just in damn bad a state that i can't even think of proper adjectives to describe myself now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i attempt to read abit?i don't really want to go in and fail like shit,feel that i let ms peh down.&lt;br /&gt;fuck la,i don't want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does it seem like i'm talking to myself?&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going crazy.delusional.hallucinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-6193230922823035464?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/6193230922823035464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=6193230922823035464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6193230922823035464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6193230922823035464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/02/sicksicksick.html' title='SICKSICKSICK-'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-9019845526941640186</id><published>2008-01-31T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T23:35:04.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>theymakemecry</title><content type='html'>"You never lose by loving. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You always lose by holding back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;- Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what is essential is invisible to the eye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;-Antoine de Saint-Exupery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The risk it takes to remain tight inside the bud is more painful than the risk it takes to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;blossom&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Anais Nin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She said 'I'm afraid of falling...' and he whispered &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I have wings.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-Harlem Shake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;the last quote hurt the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-9019845526941640186?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/9019845526941640186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=9019845526941640186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/9019845526941640186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/9019845526941640186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/theymakemecry.html' title='theymakemecry'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-8339887212744886794</id><published>2008-01-31T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T20:09:43.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its not easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its nights like this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inhibitions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to heal.'/><title type='text'>sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes i get so tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i feel tired even when i'm asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when i wake up i feel like i've just ran a ten km marathon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes life gets so hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i just stop and stare at everything thats happening around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everything passes in a blur and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;there's so much i want to stop,to change but i can't seem to move no matter how hard i try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes i get so down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;get so down and out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i just want to cry my heart out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but somehow the tears never come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;maybe its because they'r flowing inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes i just want to give up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in exasperation in frustration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i get so angry with the world,i get so angry with life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i get so angry with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hate it when i channel my anger to someone else and i hate it most when i end up regretting what i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wish my reflection could feel,so i can hit myself through the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes i wish i was a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;smarter,happier,friendlier,and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wish i was easier to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes i wish i wasn't so rash.so impulsive,so hot headed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nobody's perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i'm trying to be,a better person each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-8339887212744886794?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/8339887212744886794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=8339887212744886794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8339887212744886794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8339887212744886794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/sometimes.html' title='sometimes'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-8003778425529402008</id><published>2008-01-29T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T23:14:49.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pressure&apos;s getting to me'/><title type='text'>FULL OF SHIT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MY LIFE IS FULL OF SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(long blog post on my rantings about school and shit and shit shit shit and school.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;really,at this point now i can fully say with much conviction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its really shitty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i swear i'll never be able to finish the never ending pile of homework that only increases by each day and soon it'll just be a tsunami and drown me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok,so maybe its my fault because i procrastinate and cannot manage time well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but seriously,what the hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SIGH.and now i'm going to be kicked out of econs tmr because i haven't done Q5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i haven't done Q5 cos my book isn't with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so,can't blame me right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and come friday i have a major art coursework marking that is DAMN important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no idea what i'm going to show her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no new photos,because i don't have the time to get my camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when i say no time,i really mean no time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tmr have training after school till late.by the time i reach home,it'll be 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thursday finish late.and even if i get the camera on thursday,not like i can do much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i swear,i'm this close to suicide.*holds index finger and thumb slightly apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;perhaps the only thing thats closest to comfort and is keeping me sane is the fact that the rest of J2s,or at least A06 is suffering with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but,they'r definitely coping better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;back to art.and i can't think of much to expand my coursework on,my mind's been damn sluggish and lag lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;got GP essay to do(its one day overdue,damnit) and mindmap and errr.oh god i can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ah! cezanne paragraphs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so much to do.so little time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i feel the pressure getting to me,cracking me open..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;like balls of lead chained to my ankles they pull me under.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and soon i cannot breathe and everything's closing in,closing in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm so under pressure but i don't even have the time for a breakdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thats how tight my time has become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everything revolves around school,every waking hour every thought that passes through my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i give myself ten more days.ten more days like the last 5 weeks i've had and i'll crack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hang in there,don't let go.breathe.don't give up,don't falter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you can make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but even as i tell myself this i can feel the dread pulling at me,a nagging feeling at the back of my head first,and then slowly grows an ugly head.taunts me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OK THIS IS AS FAR AS I CAN GO FOR A BREAKDOWN(is it even counted?) because i don't have the time.i have to do my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm bone tired but i can't stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;stop.&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/7955370246452138695-8003778425529402008?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/8003778425529402008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=8003778425529402008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8003778425529402008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8003778425529402008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/full-of-shit.html' title='FULL OF SHIT.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-8106300760678147672</id><published>2008-01-28T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:43:01.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KILL ME PLEASE.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='howhowhowhowhow-extreme desperation.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A CRY FOR HELP.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SIGH.sulk sulk.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>EXHAUSTED.</title><content type='html'>I AM SO TIRED MY EYELIDS CANNOT HELP BUT CLOSE ON THEIR OWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,i cannot sleep for i have four things to complete tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;SOVA presentation,must brush up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Econs Q5.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Econs mindmap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GP essay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lit two para on comparision.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK,MAKE THAT 5.I'M SO FRICKIN DEAD LA OKAY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway,am damn fucking tired la sorry for the expletives but i cannot tahan ahhhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;didn't sleeep a wink the night before and for the whole of today i was pretty much super high and energetic(don't ask me where i got my reserves of energy from,i have no idea)then when it came to econs tuition i half slept half bounced with attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i really am one weird girl la.&lt;br /&gt;but now i can officially say,i am exhuasted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;really damn tired,briefly considered going to sleep now and waking up at 4 to do my work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but,haiya knowing me i'd probably wake up at 7 la.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.WHY IS SCHOOL SO TOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;ok la actually it isn't,it's just that i manage my time terribly.&lt;br /&gt;or you can say i don't even manage my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,thats all gonna change now.&lt;br /&gt;nownownow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;shall go have dinner and then decide betwen sleep now and work later or sleep later and work first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;think i'll choose the latter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh,got a new fossil watch today when was supposed to meet mum for bedsheets.&lt;br /&gt;oh well,i don't fancy it much (liked the BCBGmaxzaria much more,but SIGH strap too thin.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NVM,i'm still not done with CNY shopping. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BYE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-8106300760678147672?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/8106300760678147672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=8106300760678147672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8106300760678147672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8106300760678147672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/exhausted.html' title='EXHAUSTED.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-3754937335343903079</id><published>2008-01-27T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T15:26:47.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>totally redundant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;come on cindy,you can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;focus,focus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mugmugmug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok,will do work now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;damnit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;come on,you can do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;come on come on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tskkkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go GP essay,lit play/poem thingy and almost try to complete everything now.BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-3754937335343903079?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/3754937335343903079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=3754937335343903079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3754937335343903079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3754937335343903079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/totally-redundant.html' title='totally redundant.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-7763435565368953919</id><published>2008-01-27T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T13:30:20.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLOGOODBYE-</title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;don't have to work today,so i shall rush all my homework now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-7763435565368953919?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/7763435565368953919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=7763435565368953919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7763435565368953919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7763435565368953919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/hellogoodbye.html' title='HELLOGOODBYE-'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-4408240049039492145</id><published>2008-01-27T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:34:09.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEED TO MUG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rockstar BABY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wasting weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings/lovelovelove.'/><title type='text'>THE BRIGHTEST STAR,</title><content type='html'>I HAVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;one GP essay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one SLR to buy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one econs test on sat.ECONS!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one lit play to annotate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one lit poem to annotate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one comparision essay plan(or something like that).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one three paragraph commentary on SOVA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one more math promo paper(TJC) to do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one econs essay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one econs mindmap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one VERY IMPORTANT art coursework marking on 1st feb.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND MANY MANY MORE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i went out today till midnight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FUCK MAN,I'M SCREWED.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anybody wants to help me do my work?&lt;br /&gt;sigh,but went out for a reason today.sort of.&lt;br /&gt;mum needed help at the shop,cannot expect me to turn her down right!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in the end its sort of a good thing i went,cos i could leave early.and so met up with the boyfriend for dinner,haha damn happy initially thought wasn't gonna see him for the entire weekend and the whole of next week too.(other than in school).and that my parents 'hahhahahahahaha'. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WOOTS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but,shit man i really am screwed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tmr,got to work again.HOW THE HELL AM I GG TO DO MY WORK!&lt;br /&gt;tskkkk,die.&lt;br /&gt;come monday i will DIE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nvm,will plan my time so that i can finish all my work AND pass the test on saturday.(i hope,gulp.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tmr,get brother to get SLR for me.now that parents are 'hahahahhahahaha',i can get the SLR.&lt;br /&gt;tmr night after work,rush home and do pending homework that is either overdue/due monday.&lt;br /&gt;rushrushrush,don't sleep at all.&lt;br /&gt;monday go for econs tuition and chug 1000 litres of red bull to stay awake,due to lack of sleep and yawn-some econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAADAAA.pray for me,folks. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the brightest star tonight-was you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-4408240049039492145?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/4408240049039492145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=4408240049039492145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4408240049039492145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4408240049039492145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/brightest-star.html' title='THE BRIGHTEST STAR,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-665037938197955462</id><published>2008-01-25T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T00:02:41.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its not easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='through the light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings/lovelovelove.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to heal.'/><title type='text'>SILVER LINING,</title><content type='html'>physically and emotionally exhuasting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 rounds of track all under 13.14., softball training + physical(aka happy hour) after that.&lt;br /&gt;i'm ready to collaspe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training.&lt;br /&gt;met with pae bunch plus boyfriend plus some A05-ers to head to ricky's wake after training.&lt;br /&gt;words cannot express the pain we felt and the agony that was tearing us apart when we looked into the coffin,to see his waxened face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears,lots and lots of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,i believe he's in a better place now.&lt;br /&gt;he wouldn't have wanted us to live in such misery.&lt;br /&gt;he would have wanted us to remember the good times we had and smile whenever we think of him,and still talk of him like he's still here with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because he is.in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ricky brought the PAE bunch back together,i have to thank him for that.&lt;br /&gt;though in pain and anguish,we were united,one clique again.&lt;br /&gt;with embraces warm and tears mingled we find the long lost spirit we so carelessly threw away after PAE.&lt;br /&gt;i still love you guys,each and every single one of you and i want to cherish every moment i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;bye ricky,we'll meet again somewhere some other time..till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;just know that this friendship was perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;farewell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's too short to spend half the time crying.&lt;br /&gt;i'll treasure every moment i have and thank the heavens for every moment they give me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home completely spent.&lt;br /&gt;the walk home was completely in a daze,&lt;br /&gt;could hardly see where i was going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind's numbed and so is my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't even think properly.&lt;br /&gt;only wanted to reach home,bath and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i came online,and read TPJC messages,the one by ms norzian.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so touched.&lt;br /&gt;i melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so beautiful the way she's able to see individuality and beauty in all of us.&lt;br /&gt;reading her message i tear again.&lt;br /&gt;i love the way she sees something so precious and unique in each and every one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the people in my life now.&lt;br /&gt;classmates.schoolmates.team mates.family.friends.you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you,that special one the one no one can ever replace.you.don't ever leave me,don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired.goodnight world,goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-665037938197955462?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/665037938197955462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=665037938197955462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/665037938197955462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/665037938197955462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/silver-lining.html' title='SILVER LINING,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-4939038397543727577</id><published>2008-01-25T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T00:07:05.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't take this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't,i really can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-4939038397543727577?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/4939038397543727577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=4939038397543727577' title='0 Comments'/><link 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5iuYAXflAI/AAAAAAAAASk/GTBpMEqo6N4/s1600-h/P1240650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159065100591535106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5iuYAXflAI/AAAAAAAAASk/GTBpMEqo6N4/s200/P1240650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5iuEgXfk_I/AAAAAAAAASc/UDg5uUxtWho/s1600-h/P1240653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159064765584086002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5iuEgXfk_I/AAAAAAAAASc/UDg5uUxtWho/s200/P1240653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5itxgXfk-I/AAAAAAAAASU/DZAfiFqBw-I/s1600-h/P1240643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159064439166571490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5itxgXfk-I/AAAAAAAAASU/DZAfiFqBw-I/s200/P1240643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5isHgXfk6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/AqHi_Lh2Rq0/s1600-h/P1240644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159062618100437922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5isHgXfk6I/AAAAAAAAAR0/AqHi_Lh2Rq0/s200/P1240644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5ir7wXfk5I/AAAAAAAAARs/kfIikNPKsQI/s1600-h/P1240638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159062416236974994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5ir7wXfk5I/AAAAAAAAARs/kfIikNPKsQI/s200/P1240638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A06 in GP class today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5585296872689307187?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5585296872689307187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5585296872689307187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5585296872689307187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5585296872689307187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/a06-in-gp-class-today.html' title=''/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5iuYAXflAI/AAAAAAAAASk/GTBpMEqo6N4/s72-c/P1240650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-1162052140030055600</id><published>2008-01-24T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T23:07:37.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whywhywhy.its not fair.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its not easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super angst and exasperation.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re awake and crying.'/><title type='text'>toohardtotakeitin,</title><content type='html'>its so hard to get over this.&lt;br /&gt;it's too sudden.too big a blow to take in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why.&lt;br /&gt;they say God must have his reasons.&lt;br /&gt;i don't see no reason good enough to take him away from his life,his friends his family his passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry,i don't mean to offend anyone but to me i cannot see the 'its better this way,think of it as a release,he's gone to a better place '.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me its bullshit,pretty lies to make us feel less bad.to help us let go of him.&lt;br /&gt;to make it all seem better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but they'r just pretty lies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty words to make us feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,he would have wanted us to be happy and be strong.&lt;br /&gt;i think i can believe that,i think i can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-1162052140030055600?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/1162052140030055600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=1162052140030055600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1162052140030055600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1162052140030055600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/toohardtotakeitin.html' title='toohardtotakeitin,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-3519469143961854663</id><published>2008-01-23T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:56.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello madness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends and love.MUG.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVELOVE.'/><title type='text'>PHOTOS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PHOTOS FROM THE MAD HOUSE also known as tampines junior college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;and also affectionately known as &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the hellhole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dC_wXfk2I/AAAAAAAAARU/Kqw97jb8kD8/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158665561258824546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dC_wXfk2I/AAAAAAAAARU/Kqw97jb8kD8/s200/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dDQgXfk3I/AAAAAAAAARc/aVhlz9Y6js8/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158665849021633394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dDQgXfk3I/AAAAAAAAARc/aVhlz9Y6js8/s200/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fad's jealous that my little big bird(paradox!) is waaay cuter than here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so in the second photo,she attempts to strangle him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BAD FAD,BAD FAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dC1wXfk1I/AAAAAAAAARM/Z_woJ9XbTok/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158665389460132690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dC1wXfk1I/AAAAAAAAARM/Z_woJ9XbTok/s200/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dCvQXfk0I/AAAAAAAAARE/AnbEP8QT_As/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158665277790982978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dCvQXfk0I/AAAAAAAAARE/AnbEP8QT_As/s200/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GISELLA HUANG XIANG WEN.this photo(the second one) is self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pao pao chaa,wo yao wo de paopao chaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dClQXfkzI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ucKK3YYbj5o/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158665105992291122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dClQXfkzI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ucKK3YYbj5o/s200/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dCcAXfkyI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mrQ21BEiq5Q/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158664947078501154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dCcAXfkyI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mrQ21BEiq5Q/s200/DSC00075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;= &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KOPI-O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; LOVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;look at kristal in the background laughing happily,i think she looks so &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;!(1st photo)hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;the cap belongs to huan geng,thanks for letting us fool around with it! (:&lt;br /&gt;G MAN.hahahha,G STRING LA G MAN. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dCTQXfkxI/AAAAAAAAAQs/yhlSMWjFtSg/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158664796754645778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dCTQXfkxI/AAAAAAAAAQs/yhlSMWjFtSg/s200/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dB_wXfkvI/AAAAAAAAAQc/SR76fIdMrLs/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158664461747196658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dB_wXfkvI/AAAAAAAAAQc/SR76fIdMrLs/s200/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;clara,my favourite-est girl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;me and my favourite girls.fad's eyes are scary la,look! YOU FREAK.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dDmwXfk4I/AAAAAAAAARk/kmCSFqdEZjo/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158666231273722754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dDmwXfk4I/AAAAAAAAARk/kmCSFqdEZjo/s200/DSC00058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dB2gXfkuI/AAAAAAAAAQU/uYV3GuRD6Mc/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158664302833406690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dB2gXfkuI/AAAAAAAAAQU/uYV3GuRD6Mc/s200/DSC00062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dCHAXfkwI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BAMao7rptYM/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158664586301248258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dCHAXfkwI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BAMao7rptYM/s200/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when you're bored STIFF in math class.you camwhore with your bestfriend.you take photos of the maths rep who's pretending to look like he's concentrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PRETENDING.hahahhahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aiya maths rep ah maths rep,please collect your notes and don't make poor waiwan do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;also,I AM not the subst. maths rep when you'r not around okay!you stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;don't come for lect people nag at me. -.- (go swim somemore la,swimmmm!)&lt;br /&gt;'WHERE'S MATHS REP AHH WHERE AHHH' stares pointedly at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cindy digs hole and buries herself in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'CONDYTION CONDYTION'.(&lt;em&gt;now is the part where i dig deeper and pour cement in.)NEVER COMING OUT AGAIN!&lt;/em&gt; &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;phew,A06 drives me up the wall man i tell you!thanks VERY much to the person who so very intelligently came up with CONDY ah,thanks.melissachanmeishan!!!!!! -.- hahahahhahahaha,but okay la i admit,it is kinda witty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OK I'M SLEEPY AND I HAVE HOMEWORK TO DO,LIKE EVERY OTHER JC STUDENT.suffering under the education system which is so very fucked up,if you ask my honest opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;which you didn't. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-3519469143961854663?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/3519469143961854663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=3519469143961854663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3519469143961854663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3519469143961854663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/photos.html' title='PHOTOS!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R5dC_wXfk2I/AAAAAAAAARU/Kqw97jb8kD8/s72-c/DSC00029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-175445737329457035</id><published>2008-01-23T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:25:15.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE SUCKS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SHAG SHAG SHAG TIRED TIRED TIRED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm shagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no i didn't shag anyone,i'm just shagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shagged = tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha,why am i explaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;training is killer today,total madness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;maybe its just me la,i'm so tired today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;slept in econs,slept in lit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i swear i was struggling to stay awake la just that its so tiring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and oh god,next saturday got econs test for the whole bluebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;damnit damnit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;econs mindmap tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sova presentation tmr,mr dk was sick the other time and lesson was cancelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tomorrow's such a long day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i want to dieeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigh,no cannot say that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;be careful for what you wish for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OH.and guess what,today while on the way to school(daddy fetched me cos i woke up late)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i saw this BVgirl get knocked down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;like,she flew in the air when the car hit her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but,she was able to stand up and walk away hurriedly as though embarrased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i was so shocked i couldn't stop gasping and pointing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she was crying leh,but didn't seem to have any injuries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for her sake,i hope she's ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tsk.road safety people road safetyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok la,actually i should be lecturing myself on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i cannot count the number of times where a car beeps its horn at me and screeches to a brake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i swear,i'm blind when crossing roads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so one day if i really kena,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;goodbye to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways im not done ranting about school and my pathetic life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;made pathetic by A levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tests,revision,coursework,homework,lessons....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OH GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm struggling to stay awake in class la.its so boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;andandand.i'm not meeting him this week. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.nevermind,i am strong girl i will stay strong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I HOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SIGH,life pretty much sucks now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OK NEXT UP,PHOTOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;try to look away try to ignore&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/7955370246452138695-175445737329457035?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/175445737329457035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=175445737329457035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/175445737329457035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/175445737329457035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/shag-shag-shag-tired-tired-tired.html' title='LIFE SUCKS.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-2858868038690048376</id><published>2008-01-22T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T21:02:04.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FADE AWAY.</title><content type='html'>today passed with mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subtle anguish,like an anchor was roped to my heart pulling me to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;then distraction comes and i forget,even for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why but everywhere i look in school i can imagine seeing you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one by one,people are disappearing from my life.&lt;br /&gt;soon,will i disappear too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hear laughter in school.see people smiling,laughing without a care in this world.&lt;br /&gt;i feel buried.they seem so distant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then all of a sudden my friends make me laugh and i'm one of them happy teenagers again.&lt;br /&gt;but then i remember your face and i remember yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say you wouldn't have wanted us to be so sad.&lt;br /&gt;you would have wanted us to be strong,to take it in to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt an important lesson,which is damn cliched.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it so much,i rebel against it but at the end of the day when it all comes down to this i find myself unable to fight the emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never want to neglect my time again,&lt;br /&gt;live every second like it was my last one.&lt;br /&gt;love who i love cherish who matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a heavy price this lesson has.&lt;br /&gt;too heavy a price,too heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to move on try to be strong-&lt;br /&gt;but not for now,not for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-2858868038690048376?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/2858868038690048376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=2858868038690048376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/2858868038690048376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/2858868038690048376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/fade-away.html' title='FADE AWAY.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-7148670847805549346</id><published>2008-01-21T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:53:25.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whywhywhy.its not fair.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its not easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whats done cannot be undone.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I HATE YOU.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trying to heal.'/><title type='text'>HE WAS A GREAT FRIEND.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;21 january,2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm never gonna forget this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the day started out relatively fine,what with lit being silly and serious conversations with my mafia boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;life seemed so simple then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it seemed so...untainted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that morning feels like a year ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my eyes are burning from the crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my heart's heavy and i can't seem to find the strength to feel any sort of emotion again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to art,sat down and did some work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;let mrs choo nag at me for awhile while grumbling to myself inwardly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the next thing i knew,syafiqah was shaking me awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'do you know ricky?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i thought she was mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;crazy woman,wake me up just to ask me if i know ricky.of course i know ricky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;first three months,same class same clique how to bloody not know him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then she told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and for awhile i thought i was dreaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;there and then everything changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;flashes of first three months flickered across my eyes like an old film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sitting at the halal table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you always eating your jap food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you always being thick skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;us skipping lessons together,every single lesson we missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;how i remembered that you were such a talkative ass on the very first day of proper school/post orientation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and how i thought you were a retainee cos of your pasir ris sec uniform being green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i thought it was tpjc uniform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;remember kristal always saying,'ricky you ass!' when you teased her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;remember alford always hitting on you and hsing shen,and you two always fighting over who NOT to sit next to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i remember so many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;remember after PAE and you switched to science stream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and you always didn't see us waving at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so i resorted to shouting very loudly,'HELLO RICKY' everytime i saw you in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and you'll give that embarrassed look and wave back.hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you and your hilarious friendster photos.how extremely closet narcissistic you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you being a hunter.hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so many thoughts rush through my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so many memories,ricky.so many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry i never met up for all those reunions we were supposed to have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry i never really sat down to talk to you in school after first three months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry i was always busy and had no time for the PAE gang,you hsing shen jansen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry i let petty little issues get in our way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry i wasn't a better friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry i didn't treasure time i could have spent with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;looking at you in the ward i try so hard not to tear but they keep coming and all i can do is bite my fist and look away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the pain,ricky.do you feel it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;can you hear us?could you feel us there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;can you see our tears,can you feel our presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my heart broke so many times everytime someone cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fad,wyntrice,hsing shen alicia jansen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sorry i couldn't say anything just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;there was too much i didn't know where to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you looked like you were asleep,your chest rising and falling with each breath you take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the most recent memory i have of you is from last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bumped into you at the corridor,waved at you and smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you stupid guy,didn't see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wave another time,this time nearer to your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you startle,you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;show your crooked teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wave back,and walk past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thats all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to such simple hi bye actions we have descended to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now when i look at your msn nickname.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;recover to play badminton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wish you would,get up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;come back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wave to me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;let me nag at you for being so anti-social,never wave at me.me and kristal will complain to each other,'that ricky ahh so antisocial always never wave at us!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know its not possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i know what's done cannot be undone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know its the will of heaven,it's fated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but that doesn't lessen the pain,that doesn't diminish the anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'do you believe in God?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'yeah i do,but not right now.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if god really did existed,he wouldn't have taken him away at such a young age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i mean,he's just fucking 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok,18 this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;he's spent more than half his life mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mugging for a future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but god took his future away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if god can do that to him,god can do that to anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what i feel isn't just sorrow and regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its so much more i can't express in words,this sour heavy bitter thick feeling that fogs my senses and leaves me blank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have so much more to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm going to miss you ricky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'll never,ever forget you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've never lost a friend this way,at least someone who i was close to at a certain point in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;opened my eyes to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what a sad twisted world we live in.how each and every one of us are so fragile,like dried leaves that can crackle at the slightest pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;why.why.why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHEN I CHATTED ONLINE WITH HSING SHEN JUST YESTERDAY,I SAID LETS HAVE A REUNION.PAE reunion.the 6 of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i didn't mean reunion like this,ricky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i didn't mean reunion like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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FRIEND.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-2133988987661096078</id><published>2008-01-20T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T04:02:04.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sudden clarity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its nights like this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inhibitions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='through the light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a thousand times over.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wasting weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings/lovelovelove.'/><title type='text'>GENERALLY,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BLOGHOPPED AND THIS REALIZATION STRUCK ME like a bat to the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so many of us are lonely,so many of us long for someone to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;out of all the blogs i hopped,more than 3/4 of them were emo/depressed posts about how lonely they felt and stuff like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;how they-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;long to be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to be noticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to be reassured of our existence in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so many of us are sad,lonely people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so many of us are so inferior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its like putting twenty people in a room and still manage to feel alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its like taking the rush hour train and still feel isolated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so many of us feel that no one understands us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so many of us fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know how that feels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the total sensation of being the only feeling person left on earth,and everyone's just robots with heartbeats walking around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we'r afraid to reach out,we'r afraid to find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we all need someone to tell us we'r beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we all need someone to notice us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we all need to feel special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and its sad that so many of us think that we'r not good enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when every single one of us are already wonderful amazing people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this loneliness,this sense of isolation and utter despair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this terrible vacumn that sucks every ounce of confidence and hope we have from us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this insecurity pervades every single one of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;taints our minds with false notions that we'r ugly,we'r small we'r useless we'r not good enough not pretty enough not nice enough not smart enough -----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tells us that we'r not so many things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we'r a fucked up human race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;because how else can you describe a group of people who fail to see how beautiful they are in so many ways and instead see their minor flaws and magnify it to alarming extends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;how else do you describe people who try so hard to be someone they'r not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm sad. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i wish everyone would realize that we just need to reach out and look on the brighter side of life-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;because life's too short to spend time brooding over things we'r not,and we should instead embrace what we are because that's what we'r given thats what god made us to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and all of us are loved,in many different ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'vebeentellingmyselfthisforyearsnow,butsometimesthebigblackmuddyjustcomesalongandsweepsmeaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;GOODNIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-2133988987661096078?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/2133988987661096078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=2133988987661096078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='musings/lovelovelove.'/><title type='text'>BOOM.</title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am very happy today.&lt;br /&gt;went CNY shopping,haha and get this for more than half of the trip i shopped alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent about,400.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn.grocery shopping in the night,prancing through cold storage with sister and mummy and acting like a robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eee eee boom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,shopping really does take the stress away.&lt;br /&gt;just that now i am left with a mountain of homework.shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck people.wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i will never ever let you go,no matter how much a sad case of sorry mess you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i will never let you go.i swear it true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i won't give us up so easily,you mean so much more to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-1545639235984966510?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/1545639235984966510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=1545639235984966510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1545639235984966510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1545639235984966510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/boom.html' title='BOOM.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-1457906485562489210</id><published>2008-01-19T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:30:11.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;hurts so fucking bad i can hardly breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-1457906485562489210?l=cind-y.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-7955370246452138695.post-7346930071607787762</id><published>2008-01-18T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:04:37.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT BURNSSSS.</title><content type='html'>ON THE WHOLE,TODAY SUCKED BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;really sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess there were redeeming moments but overall everything just sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off, lessons were blah today.&lt;br /&gt;ok so GP was fun but thats not the point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't got time to talk to rara and sally lately,i miss you two. ):&lt;br /&gt;fad's...weird lately.dunno la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was FUCKING strenuous,thanks to tyre batting i've got a new friend i named beatrice.&lt;br /&gt;beatrice was fucking burning my hand,everytime i wash my hands or when i bathed i tell you,&lt;br /&gt;the pain seared through little beatrice was like FUCKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn the fucking blister la.&lt;br /&gt;then,stupid college shirt got a loose thread that sliced my pinky.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.pain like shit can,i doubt i can write properly now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like shit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juniors gave trouble today.&lt;br /&gt;sigh,i don't know what to say la but please remember that you cannot just think for yourself only,must be sensible.&lt;br /&gt;if you cannot tahan,please tell us we don't want you to collaspe halfway or anything,really.&lt;br /&gt;don't scare us please.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner with the boyfriend,was ok.&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye to my comfy lovely bed that i loved so much and wanted to marry.(it was my precious)&lt;br /&gt;hello new hard zen solid siaaaan bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello achy thighs,sprained wrists blistered hands aching feet.&lt;br /&gt;squinty eyes from the blazing sun.&lt;br /&gt;hello training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got so much i want to say so much i want to rant about but-&lt;br /&gt;people read this. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish the whole world would just pack up and leave.disappear.vamoose.poof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh baby why are things so hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only they see it the way we do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only they see what i see in you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if only they'd leave us alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not string us up like pieces of meat for inspection,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;only to get disapproving stares.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm so tired,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really am..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish we never let it out.i'm starting to regret letting the world know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because its getting crazier and crazier by the minute,&lt;br /&gt;and we'r getting caught up in it.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what i'm not letting you go.&lt;br /&gt;we'r gonna make this through together in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-7346930071607787762?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/7346930071607787762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=7346930071607787762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7346930071607787762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7346930071607787762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-burnssss.html' title='IT BURNSSSS.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-4043073282046135100</id><published>2008-01-17T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:14:05.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS,</title><content type='html'>sigh,&lt;br /&gt;loads of work to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously ah,school is a pain in the butt la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skipped the HMT stay back thing today,i cannot be bothered to stay bakc and do it i'll hand it in first thing tmr morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit presentation on george bernard shaw tmr,oh god help me i know nothing about him laa.&lt;br /&gt;of all people,she picked me to do it.DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP homework due tmr as well,on reading the damn article.&lt;br /&gt;better start working on my sova presentation,and over the weekend am going to get SLR hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;expand on the idea,experiment with paint and draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training in school tmr,haha sure alot of physical.&lt;br /&gt;orjiao prepare to go crazy la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh,its ok boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;we'll prove them wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE WORLD,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;i'm a flower,soaking in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;if i could wish one thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;i'd hear you call my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fret not.the weekend is coming!&lt;br /&gt;with tons of work.sighhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-4043073282046135100?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/4043073282046135100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=4043073282046135100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4043073282046135100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4043073282046135100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/stress.html' title='STRESS,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-8321430357817605982</id><published>2008-01-16T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:30:37.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You undo me and move me in ways undefined'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when the world is awake and spinning'/><title type='text'>OURSONG.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;am so very very tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha,ok la not actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm still quite energetic,can still laugh and run abt after training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not bad eh?hahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways,got to frickin rush GP compre and HMT essay now or stay back tmr at 5-6.30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;walaooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha,training was muddy today and i must say,the J1 girls are proving themselves to be quite the not bad ah!maddy's throw is AMAZING laaaa.and jacqueline's catching on very fast,they look more natural now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahah i'm so happy i'm in softball,i love softball! ((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love noisy bus rides with fadlun and capt.atikah more though,hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;laugh so hard about stupid things we say,that our cheeks will ache and we're left gasping for air while the rest of the team looks at us in bemusement.or irritation,hahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;atikah,we are MEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my socks are disgustingly ruined by bad weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mud and shit and yucky god knows what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigh,pretty animal socks!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after training the ohsosweet boyfriend came to pick me up for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha,technically speaking its not dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;more like dessert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;really enjoy time spent with him,esp. when we just sit and talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;amongst other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;talk about life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;about faith,about love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;about the future.about the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;about secrets.about people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;about &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;us&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so we lie under those stars and with the moon behind you and the stars above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its a picture perfect moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;its always perfect when i'm with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;you'll be my muse when this is over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and we'll spend all day with each other and you will be my mona lisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And from the ballroom floor we are in celebration,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one good stretch before our hibernation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our dreams assured, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and we all will sleep well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-8321430357817605982?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/8321430357817605982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=8321430357817605982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8321430357817605982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8321430357817605982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/oursong.html' title='OURSONG.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-7012099430842187460</id><published>2008-01-16T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T00:56:28.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its nights like this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a thousand times over.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='killing me gently'/><title type='text'>what if-</title><content type='html'>damnit,GP is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's a long day.sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;because i'm distracted and angsty inside but i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells,i'll sleep it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what if i told you i never want this to end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what would you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what if i told you i never fell so hard in such a short time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what would you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what if i told you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what if.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-7012099430842187460?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/7012099430842187460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=7012099430842187460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7012099430842187460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7012099430842187460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-if.html' title='what if-'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-6071190392365953313</id><published>2008-01-15T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T19:44:49.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to escape this desire,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;walked to tuition in the friggin heavy pourin rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;kicked and splashed around in the dirty rainwater with fad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(: i love fadlun khan for never failing to make my day better by her just being-her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my nike shoes are ruined again,as are my animal socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tuition was,sleepy as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigh,got loads of work to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i hate disappointing people.i really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i dislike the looks on my teacher's faces when my work is not up to standard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i know its my fault and that i didn't put in my best effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but,its just so hard sometimes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nevermind.ten months cindy,just ten more months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its Alevels just hang in there,everything will be over in a matter of months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everything will be over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after ten months,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you'll be free too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have plans to europe.plans to internship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;plans to spend my time with all my loved ones,esp. you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i envision lazy coffee afternoons and aimless roaming and sunset watching and library visiting.movie room renting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but it's abit too early to think of my holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but now i look at uni,and i have no idea what i'm going to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what am i going to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its ok,i have time to think about it after the whole a level hoo-haa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have time to mull over it and truly ask myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its ok,everything's going to be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;think i'm falling sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;EDITED- parents had a sudden trip back to malaysia.just left only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;grandpa's sick again. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-6071190392365953313?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/6071190392365953313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=6071190392365953313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6071190392365953313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6071190392365953313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/trying-to-escape-this-desire.html' title='trying to escape this desire,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5681140641618942548</id><published>2008-01-14T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:24:56.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i can think of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tomorrow got sova,got to present hopper and courbet paintings and explain my views on them,etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AND I HAVEN'T DO A SINGLE SHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tomorrow got lit,poem no.2 must annotate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I ALSO NEVER DO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5681140641618942548?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5681140641618942548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5681140641618942548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5681140641618942548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5681140641618942548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-i-can-think-of.html' title='all i can think of.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-614941110483301909</id><published>2008-01-14T16:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:47:09.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KILL ME PLEASE.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its not easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A CRY FOR HELP.'/><title type='text'>heavily broken</title><content type='html'>i'm torn and broken up inside,&lt;br /&gt;bleeding but there's nothing i can do,nothing i can do that will erase this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much i want to tell you but so much i have to hide.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to live a lie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't want to lose everything i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is raining now.&lt;br /&gt;thunder cracks the skies open,&lt;br /&gt;teardrops fall onto my forehead and slowly roll down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;i am not crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only the rain could erase the sins i've commited,&lt;br /&gt;if only the rain could wash away the shame i live clouded in,&lt;br /&gt;the secrets that consume and eat at my soul everyday.&lt;br /&gt;wash away the past,&lt;br /&gt;the past i hide beneath everything the one that no one knows or speaks of-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past i run away from,&lt;br /&gt;yet doggedly pursue from behind.&lt;br /&gt;and no matter how much i run and how hard i try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing changes.&lt;br /&gt;everything is still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the rain could wash away,everything that i've done everything that i've gone through everything that has left a scar on me,a wound that doesn't close throughout these years and haunts my dreams and becomes my shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a part of me i detest.i long to severe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if the rain could wash away my sins,secrets,past and leave me a clean slate.&lt;br /&gt;i'd stand under it forever,&lt;br /&gt;let it soak through my skin and cleanse my battered spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;baby i'm so sorry i'm not better,i'm so sorry i don't deserve this but the truth is you never knew me the way you thought you did..i don't want to lie to you anymore but i don't want to lose you at all.i'm so afraid,so afraid what changes these secrets will bring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they say raindrops are the tears of heaven.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i let heaven cry for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-614941110483301909?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/614941110483301909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=614941110483301909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/614941110483301909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/614941110483301909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/heavily-broken.html' title='heavily broken'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5070160902998223249</id><published>2008-01-13T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:52:05.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;we all have secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so do i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but like a &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;flower&lt;/span&gt; which slowly blooms,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my petals will unfurl and one day you will reach the very bud and essence of me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;when that day comes,i hope you won't leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5070160902998223249?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5070160902998223249/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-7955370246452138695.post-8177444109315863721</id><published>2008-01-13T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T21:33:39.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOOOOOOOOOOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nothing much to post about today-except that i'm going to DIE tomorrow because teachers are going to throw stones at me after finding out that i have yet to do 95% of my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SIGHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so much for study dates in the airport dear.look what it has gotten us into. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;when even fad(no offense babe) has done more work than me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i'm in deepdeep shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh,going to do okri essay plan now,HMT proves to be too ARGHHH-bangs-head-against-wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-8177444109315863721?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/8177444109315863721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=8177444109315863721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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drug.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wasting weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVELOVE.'/><title type='text'>WE ALL LOOK LIKE WE FEEL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;of kisses gentle and hands held fast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and wind swept hair and sun kissed elbows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;silent tears and quiet sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;penetrating stares and wordless whispers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;head to head and hand to cheek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a picture speaks a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;do you have idea,how much i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'if only everyday could be like this.'&lt;br /&gt;'in 2 years time,we'll go to balikpapan!(thats the place i wanted to tell you)'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'd give up forever to touch you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going anywhere for two years.&lt;br /&gt;or three.or four.&lt;br /&gt;i'm staying,period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're the closest to heaven that ill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I don't want to go home right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cause sooner or later its over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cause I don't think that they'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I just want you to know who I am.&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/7955370246452138695-2390309869949237333?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/2390309869949237333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=2390309869949237333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/2390309869949237333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/2390309869949237333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-all-look-like-we-feel.html' title='WE ALL LOOK LIKE WE FEEL.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-8975298165312672465</id><published>2008-01-12T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T10:56:04.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lets get things straight.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its not easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re awake and crying.'/><title type='text'>have a little faith in me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i meant it when i said the very first time,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm not going to leave you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i meant it when i said for the subsequent times,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm not going to leave you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i still mean it today,tomorrow,everyday that's to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm not going to leave you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so please, trust me on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;because a relationship cannot work,without the very basic emotion and commitment- &lt;em&gt;trust&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;like how a bird cannot take flight,without its wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-8975298165312672465?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/8975298165312672465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=8975298165312672465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8975298165312672465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8975298165312672465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/have-little-faith-in-me.html' title='have a little faith in me.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-6607283920741823074</id><published>2008-01-11T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T23:32:11.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends and love.MUG.lovely steam spirals.'/><title type='text'>SCHOOOOOOOOOOOL.</title><content type='html'>CINDY IS VERYVERY TIREDZZ TODAYZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha,BUT i ate like a pig too today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicken rice,chocolate muffin,mentos orange,loads of waterrrr,chicken curry puff,then later at tm about 1/3 of curry chicken katsu don and then when i reached home i ate rice again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA SPELL GLUTTON for me.oh wait,its spelled there already,hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;like sally darling pok said today,gluttony is a sin.SIN.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a sinner!OH YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i did loads of exercise!hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;4 rounds,at least 50 push ups today,'rowing',fielding,batting,throwing,HAPPY HOUR which = sprints and like,50 full and half squats!GOD.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at tm was lovely,what with strolling around TM and century sqr talking about the day and bumping into numerous people you know.and holding hands and telling ms norzian that if you don't buck up she SHOULD retain you.(i'm so gonna get killed for this.)&lt;br /&gt;and stationery shopping(entire A06 now exhales in relief,the shameless finally got his own stationery and will now leave everybody's one alone!better thank me.)and complaining about your fats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not enjoy your abuse though.HMPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i love you silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;airport tmr,much loves.and most prolly airport on sunday too,with my lovely ofcindy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;we will walk around the airport making alien faces.and attempt to study,we must not forget that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shall go plot mindmap for HMT now and go grocery shopping later at midnight with family,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EDITION: how dare you call me noisy girl and complain that i was complaining and throwing bitch fit!andandand i did not(ok i did BUT you deserved it AND in the end also not you do!) ask you to clean toilet.i merely,VOTED.hahahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and who's the one casting spells and potions?what with drawing circles and chanting THINGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahahahhahahahah! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;YOU GET IT TMR.hmphhhhhhhhhhhhhh get it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-6607283920741823074?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/6607283920741823074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=6607283920741823074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6607283920741823074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6607283920741823074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/schoooooooooool_11.html' title='SCHOOOOOOOOOOOL.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-7084068356660033776</id><published>2008-01-10T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T18:06:32.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS ALERT--</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EH,REALLY DAMN LOSER LEH-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL MY POSTS ARE ALL REALLY ABOUT SCHOOL,DAMN LOSER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod,i want my old life back where i can just slack and do nothing and go out after lessons for dinner or chachak hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my old life back,where there is more meaning and motivation to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-7084068356660033776?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/7084068356660033776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=7084068356660033776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7084068356660033776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7084068356660033776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/pms-alert_10.html' title='PMS ALERT--'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-3662590645592225894</id><published>2008-01-10T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T17:38:40.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT TO BE A BOY.</title><content type='html'>cindy is very tired,&lt;br /&gt;but has like er, a shitload of work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have just checked tpjc messages.econs mindmap can hand in on monday,phew thank god.&lt;br /&gt;and though i haven't met my econs teacher the ms peh but she seems damn scary.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh,can't believe the amount of stess all the J2s are going through now.&lt;br /&gt;okay,at least A06 and my friend claradaniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's rushing assignments and independant studies and tsd proposals and KI godknowswhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone but the boyfriend,tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;you better study and buck up OR ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,art is getting better and better.&lt;br /&gt;i am very happy,mr daniel and mrs choo are like the bestest bestest art teachers everrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that now i gotta figure out how to reconvince mummy to get me an slr.&lt;br /&gt;cos,i really need one ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mr dan really opened up my artistic mind today.opened it up further.&lt;br /&gt;yay art,yay mr dk,yay me and yay tpjc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,have to do HMT ESSAY and gp time worksheet and OH FUCK how can i do pe tmr when my cramps are killing me now!&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVE TRAINING TMR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH.and, my left shoulder aches likes a steamroller went over it.&lt;br /&gt;i need a massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD CRAMPS ARE KILLING ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,i'm joining SYPA.haha,am just joining for fun.&lt;br /&gt;know a couple of other people joining too,haha!&lt;br /&gt;abstract,children at play,night scene,nature.focus on these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHKAY AM GOING TO REST.cos i'm fucking hurting and the useless boyfriend has deserted me!&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hmph.you silly thing better study hard or i'll pinch you.loveyousillyla.surely is the love potion make me hurt so bad.side effects,hmphhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will go &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOOM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-3662590645592225894?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/3662590645592225894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=3662590645592225894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3662590645592225894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3662590645592225894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-want-to-be-boy.html' title='I WANT TO BE A BOY.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-2146488015343138380</id><published>2008-01-10T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T00:52:42.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random baby.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVELOVE.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel about you now/'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly twit.'/><title type='text'>is be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;before i officially start this post, i'd like to thank my good friend &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;clara lock&lt;/span&gt; for imparting to me the 'is be' lingo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;without her guidance,this post would never have materialized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i is be officially hooked to is be now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i is be very happy girl despite is being crushed by school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i is being very sleepy because i is be tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i is being very silly but it is be lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i is be loving you more and more each day,despite wanting to strangle you half the time i'm with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i is be content and blissful that i is be together with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i is be love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;although you is be sillyboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i is be going to sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i is be saying &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYEBYE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-2146488015343138380?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/2146488015343138380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=2146488015343138380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/2146488015343138380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/2146488015343138380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/is-be.html' title='is be'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-6612683732998723014</id><published>2008-01-09T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:47:14.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='utter boredom.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends and love.MUG.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>the usual mandatory post.</title><content type='html'>i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am as usual despite the effort to try and keep up,i am behind time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i have to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;HMT essay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SOVA presentation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GP presentation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish math tutorial.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;revise economics.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BNW logbook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;poetry comparision,write two paragraphs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;loadsloadsloads X 1098932763857296.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;sigh.feel the stress much?and,its only been ONE week of school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on a lighter note,training was fun today.sort of la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;everyone has tattoos.i want also!am dying to get one.or two.or four.FOUR!hahahhahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sighsigh,but if i regret it next time howwww.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyways.AM ACHING AND DAMN TIRED LIKE PHWEET SO BYE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-6612683732998723014?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/6612683732998723014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=6612683732998723014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6612683732998723014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6612683732998723014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/usual-mandatory-post.html' title='the usual mandatory post.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5414095423035087649</id><published>2008-01-08T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:13:22.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOOOOOOOOOOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;stupid stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate spe,fucking sucks balls.&lt;br /&gt;volleyball?sorry,not my cup of tea at all.&lt;br /&gt;maybe cos its different from softball,and i love softball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit was DISASTROUS.&lt;br /&gt;i am convinced she knows something,definitely.how scary,i was shaking inside whenever she turned to us.&lt;br /&gt;thought i was going to kneel over and die of embarrassment there and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs was.hahaha wtf??????is she talking about.really.wtf.&lt;br /&gt;sigh,diediedieeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept through sova unfortunately,couldn't keep my eyes open it was so boring.&lt;br /&gt;i was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;sova test was.haha! not easy but it was open book.&lt;br /&gt;with some luck and sympathy from mr dk i'll pass i gather.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,now that sova test is over(the horror) a new sova assignment's appeared on the brink of the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la,not brink.more like,STUDENT PRESENTATION ON NEXT TUESDAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya damnnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and got to show a very pissed mrs choo my coursework developments so far.&lt;br /&gt;i did take photos,honest!loads of them in fact.&lt;br /&gt;they'r now by what?hundreds i think.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't really like them,not satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and! math tuition today was great.hahaha FOR ONCE.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm beginning to like her la.hhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i can say shit now.hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;private joke private joke,right fad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,i love fadlun khan even though she show me black face today.and yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;every moment spent with you is filled with humour and silly stupid laughs and you brighten up my tpjc days bitch. (: not forgetting my clara and sallypok whom i never see much of today!&lt;br /&gt;sova test took up all my breaks,sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;softball tmr,if i can train i will.&lt;br /&gt;if not i sit there glumly and watch teamTPJC play,sighsigh.&lt;br /&gt;i think i am damn stupid,always pulling muscles and getting bruises and whatnots everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;sigh,really hurts now la.and its spreading,i don't know why!&lt;br /&gt;and swollen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;should quit whining ah,very irritating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;coffee tmr with the president,we'r going to discuss politics and world issues such as bombing america and getting rid of osama. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; his treat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ANDANDAND I AM SO PATHETIC that all my recent posts are on school.my life revolves around school.walao,damn loser la.sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;is too much of a good thing a bad thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and,i don't know if its a good thing either.but,i can't help it. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you're just so dang on my mind all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;BYE&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/7955370246452138695-5414095423035087649?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5414095423035087649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5414095423035087649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5414095423035087649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5414095423035087649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-stupid.html' title='SCHOOOOOOOOOOOL.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-873286022745022482</id><published>2008-01-07T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:09:18.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super angst and exasperation.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustration'/><title type='text'>PMS ALERT--</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;WHINES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I HATE SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sobsobsob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gives piteous look.shuffles away miserably to read sova notes again and plan lit essay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;volatile like shit now la,urghhhhhhhhhh.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hate it hate it hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-873286022745022482?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/873286022745022482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=873286022745022482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends and love.MUG.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wasting weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THIS GAME WE CALL LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so let&apos;s take it back to the top.'/><title type='text'>oh shit oh shit!</title><content type='html'>today was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;thank you,and i'm ready for the week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lit essays,sova tests,econs lessons and mindmaps to prepare,sova to research and gp project to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'concerned tutor's and students and friends to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm ready,&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;with your love in tow i'm ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit la.i'm still tingling all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ravage my soul,&lt;br /&gt;set my heart afire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i'm all yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for keeps.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the mere touch,&lt;br /&gt;makes my knees struggle to hold myself up.&lt;br /&gt;breathing becomes shallow,&lt;br /&gt;and blood rushes to the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;de stijil proves to be very interesting,i love.&lt;br /&gt;surrealism is long and boring what with politics and post breton periods.&lt;br /&gt;maybe,cos i don't have the patience to keep reading la.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha,tmr 6 periods shall mug in t library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE WORLD,LOVELOVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5289623364243007976?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5289623364243007976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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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-7955370246452138695.post-6549275610624746451</id><published>2008-01-05T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T19:59:03.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another sun soaked season fades away,</title><content type='html'>my social life has gone down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;disappeared.zilch.nada.gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evaporated into thin air,whisked away by time as the holidays came to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear,they are out to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;because having to spend my weekend on homework is NOT fun.&lt;br /&gt;art solo presentation,GP presentation,lit essay,art coursework,SOVA to be studied for the test on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD i was the least bit disciplined during the holidays and had the decency to do my GP essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school ends so late im f-ing tired by the time i get home.&lt;br /&gt;on the days i end early,i have training.&lt;br /&gt;the days i end late or normal,i have tuition and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill meee now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,its only been one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,cut my hair today.as usual,its a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;i always always don't know when to stop.STUPID STUPID ME,&lt;br /&gt;and bought fresh supply of contacts lens again.&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.library tmr with the shameless.&lt;br /&gt;of all the things in my life,&lt;br /&gt;its kinda sad to say that after family,he's the next most stable thing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe i should stop trying to pick up the pieces and just move on like the rest of you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and ignore that little pang in my heart everytime i see you in school.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.nvm,got sova to study and research now and a lit essay to do and math assignment to revise.&lt;br /&gt;no time to emo,so BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-6549275610624746451?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/6549275610624746451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=6549275610624746451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6549275610624746451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6549275610624746451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-sun-soaked-season-fades-away.html' title='another sun soaked season fades away,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-6719658481597913305</id><published>2008-01-04T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:49:33.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so i cry to myself quietly.what a stupid fool i am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that hurt.alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if you cannot forget her,and you cannot seem to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't want to be a substitute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't want to be someone for you to forget her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if you cannot forget her then don't do this to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if you'r still hurt from the past then don't lie to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and end up hurting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that really hurt,alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't want to be a substitute,a distraction from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;somehow i knew it all along,but i chose to ignore it blindly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but that was like getting hit by a bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it knocked the breath out of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it really hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i open my heart again and less than 5 days i get stabbed in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if you cannot let her go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then don't and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;let me let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maybe it'll be better for you,better for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;because you really hurt me,you really really did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you're the one who told me that in a relationship you must give 100%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-6719658481597913305?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/6719658481597913305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=6719658481597913305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6719658481597913305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6719658481597913305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-i-cry-to-myself-quietlywhat-stupid.html' title='so i cry to myself quietly.what a stupid fool i am.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-3710794208329756018</id><published>2008-01-03T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T23:55:30.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='through the light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THIS GAME WE CALL LOVE'/><title type='text'>says it all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When you try your best, but you don't succeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When you get what you want, but not what you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Could it be worse? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Lights will guide you home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And ignite your bones, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And I will try to fix you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;High up above or down below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When you're too in love to let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But if you never try you'll never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Just what you're worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Tears stream down on your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And I promise you I will learn from my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Tears stream down on your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-coldplay,fix you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just about one of my favourite songs ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-3710794208329756018?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/3710794208329756018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=3710794208329756018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3710794208329756018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/3710794208329756018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/says-it-all.html' title='says it all.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-6077534256702431460</id><published>2008-01-03T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:06:41.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='killing me gently'/><title type='text'>SCHOOOOOOOOOOOL.</title><content type='html'>I AM ACHNG SO BAD.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have training tmr.&lt;br /&gt;nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,school is mad la.i have sooo many periods i finish so late evryday and teachers steal my breaks for extra classes and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the days i finish early,i have training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITCH SEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside,have to go do up stuff promoting softball for tmr's cca exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;sighsighsigh/  so last minute.&lt;br /&gt;and how am i going to drag people. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;each day i go to school and put up a performance of how i don't care for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-6077534256702431460?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/6077534256702431460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=6077534256702431460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6077534256702431460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6077534256702431460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/schoooooooooool_03.html' title='SCHOOOOOOOOOOOL.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5327358534074856678</id><published>2008-01-02T21:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:19:02.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='through the light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re awake and crying.'/><title type='text'>reflections,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;forgot to say this just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was walking home from the bus stop,&lt;br /&gt;i passed by the benches by the passageway,&lt;br /&gt;and on one of the benches sat an old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was holding a transparent plastic umbrella,&lt;br /&gt;and was dressed simply in brown pants and a white shirt.&lt;br /&gt;his glassy eyes fixed onto the air infront of him.&lt;br /&gt;staring into blank space.&lt;br /&gt;into nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his knees were pulled up to his chest,and his feet rested on the edge of the bench.&lt;br /&gt;i marvelled at how one can make himself shrink into such a tiny ball.&lt;br /&gt;the scattering of liver spots,&lt;br /&gt;the criss cross wrinkles that map his face.&lt;br /&gt;those thin cracked lips that part to reveal long yellowing teeth.&lt;br /&gt;they look like tombstones to me.&lt;br /&gt;those milky irises,shiny and glazed.&lt;br /&gt;have they seen alot of tragedy in his life?&lt;br /&gt;what untold stories does he hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he looks so alone,&lt;br /&gt;sitting on the bench alone,&lt;br /&gt;on a dimly lit street,&lt;br /&gt;with nothing but a small umbrella to shield him from the drizzle.&lt;br /&gt;his light feathery hair reminded me of wire wool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i long so bad to have the guts to sit down next to him,&lt;br /&gt;to give him something warm to drink and ask him why he is out on a cold night alone.&lt;br /&gt;sitting on a bench,&lt;br /&gt;huddled under the tiny umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;i long to hear his stories,&lt;br /&gt;to hear all that he has gone through,&lt;br /&gt;good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;i long to take away some of the pain he has felt,or is feeling.&lt;br /&gt;to help him shoulder abit of his burden,if he has any.&lt;br /&gt;i long so bad to reach out to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i see an elderly sitting alone,looking forlorn and lost.&lt;br /&gt;i want so bad to have the guts to go up and offer some help,some companionship.&lt;br /&gt;anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i disappoint myself.&lt;br /&gt;i always advert my gaze,dropped my stare from his penetrating one,and briskly walk forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i am a better person so that i won't hate myself at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wish it so much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;i break my own heart,all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5327358534074856678?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5327358534074856678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5327358534074856678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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FUU-YOH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i don't know why,i keep saying fuyoh lately.hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,was awesome meeting up with the class again and talking shit(mostly done by me and faddy dearest) with OUR new math teacher(terrible,terrible) mrs quek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for introducing ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;i decided to go with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'hello,i'm cindy.i hate maths.and its pretty apparent math hates me too.i always get U for math,and i don't turn up for lectures,never do my tutorials and am a totally lousy student.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHA.ok la,i cannot be cheeky to my teachers anymore.must be serious,A level year!&lt;br /&gt;but though i hate maths,i'm still going to work hard for it and set consultations.&lt;br /&gt;she better be good at consultations la,or i will KICK her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs was funny,HAHAHA marylim!ok la,her slides seem quite welldone,i give her credit for that.&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT WAS SO BORING I THOUGHT GOING BACK TO MATH WOULD BE MORE FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighsigh,then had lit where HAHA stupid BNW test!&lt;br /&gt;nvm,i passed!&lt;br /&gt;people around me also passed(i think) cos they copied my answers from which i got because i read the book alr.(and i had a cliffnotes on bnw book in my bag.)HHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CME was funny,what with Ms norzian throwing dagger stares and marker pens and the very terrible choong chin ho.hahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHLAO TRAINING WAS KILLER TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;total madness i tell you,coach is inhumane.&lt;br /&gt;my entire body is aching and bruised and battered.&lt;br /&gt;i can't laugh now because the left side of my rib cage hurts.&lt;br /&gt;my left collarbone hurts.&lt;br /&gt;my thighs ache like i just gave birth to 10000 babies.&lt;br /&gt;my right wrist is fuyoh damn painful(i think because i hold the bat too tight and am quite jerky in movements.)&lt;br /&gt;accidentally splashed muddy water onto my legs like the complete fool i am and ended up with the entire team laughing at me.&lt;br /&gt;stupid coach stole my phone and threatened to read the msgs that were buzzing buzzing in his pants.&lt;br /&gt;fad led the jumping jacks for the stretching part at the end of training.was funny like fuck.&lt;br /&gt;stupid jason made me laugh nonstop throughout stretching because of his fucking hilarious sexual innuendos.&lt;br /&gt;everybody was great.&lt;br /&gt;but ouch alicia got hit in the head by a stray ball.&lt;br /&gt;as in,it was flying and soaring throught the air and chose her head to land on.i think it landed on the temple.&lt;br /&gt;i feel her pain,poor girl.ouch.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really hope you'r feeling better,i'm really sorry i can't do more than what i could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH!halfway through training i squinted and spotted two figures in the luminous green uniforms of tpjc.turned out to be fabian and DARYL.(i remember your name)&lt;br /&gt;wonder what they were doing there,so free to come find or jiao ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK i am finally home,and survived the day despite not getting any sleep for more than..27 hours?around there.I AM DAMN SURVIVOR LA i survived first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't care what people say anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;because i don't want to have to act like i don't know you the way i do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and hide something that i have no reason to be ashamed of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really don't care anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you're the only one for me and i'll settle for nothing less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cos love doesn't come around on any old day and stare at you in the face across the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-685283010320327703?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/685283010320327703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=685283010320327703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/685283010320327703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/685283010320327703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-beginnings_02.html' title='NEW BEGINNINGS.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-1858419819656348692</id><published>2008-01-01T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T17:00:59.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOOOOOOOOOOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OHMYGOD i have so much to study for SOVA but the thing is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;i just cannot be bothered!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SHIT LA hurry up and study cindy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitshitshit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-1858419819656348692?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/1858419819656348692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=1858419819656348692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1858419819656348692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1858419819656348692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/schoooooooooool.html' title='SCHOOOOOOOOOOOL.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-4750776112699327505</id><published>2008-01-01T14:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T14:42:28.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You undo me and move me in ways undefined'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends and love.MUG.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel about you now/'/><title type='text'>THAT CRAZY THING YOU DO,</title><content type='html'>yesterday was crazy fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out like,way early in t morning for tuition then last minute back to school shopping.&lt;br /&gt;finally bought my new bag and shoes.phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fad almost went mad waiting for me to choose la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'brown and white,or black and gold?'&lt;br /&gt;i bet that line haunts her in her sleep now.haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got stuck in the staircase of marina sq,damn ulu i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;fad and i were freaking out like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,i am very broke now.SIGHSIGH.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,HAHA me and fad were like two wandering idiots because the bitch said she needed to go to some mosque to pray(so pious la!wow.) that was at beach road near bugis,&lt;br /&gt;and so i was like,ok lets walk from marina sq to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my intention was to walk through suntec to get to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;THE DAMN GIRL DRAGGED ME ALL THE WAY TO MARINA MANDARIN AND WAS TRYING TO HAIL A CAB THERE,when there is a cab stand just 5m up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID I TELL YOU,STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cab driver was even funnier than the HK one(private joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'you want to go where?'&lt;br /&gt;'bugis,bugis.'&lt;br /&gt;'oh,sorry i'm going to the east ah,byebye to you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA i know it doesn't seem very funny here but say it with an indian accent and shake your head.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fad was so pissed she wanted to kill the cab driver.he was cheeky la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn.finally fad left with MIRZA and i set off for parkway!&lt;br /&gt;bothered mummy for awhile,then went off for countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown was nothing without the company i had that night. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i wouldn't have spent it anywhere else but with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;despite the nosy cockroaches and noisy people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the night was perfect,just spending it with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think,just maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you complete me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SHIT LA,SCHOOL IS STARTING SOON.die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.got to go cram sova notes into my head.&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-4750776112699327505?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/4750776112699327505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=4750776112699327505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4750776112699327505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4750776112699327505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/that-crazy-thing-you-do.html' title='THAT CRAZY THING YOU DO,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-1250007363119912229</id><published>2008-01-01T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T02:55:53.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You undo me and move me in ways undefined'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a thousand times over.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love is a drug.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVELOVE.'/><title type='text'>NEW BEGINNINGS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;first off,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt; everyone! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok,now for my day.&lt;br /&gt;WAS good. (: exept for one small part.but,sigh.its ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nevermind,am very tired now will talk tmr. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;missed the fireworks,but its okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we had some of our own right there anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i couldn't have ended the year better,with you by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-1250007363119912229?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/1250007363119912229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=1250007363119912229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1250007363119912229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1250007363119912229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-beginnings.html' title='NEW BEGINNINGS.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-7595565775916651801</id><published>2007-12-30T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T18:08:02.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections,</title><content type='html'>shit la,school is starting soon.&lt;br /&gt;nvm,i've handed in one holiday homework already.haha,ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hopeless.hopeless hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless,i still have sova to mug!&lt;br /&gt;%&amp;amp;*(&amp;amp;^%$*&amp;amp;(*&amp;amp; ALOT TO READ!&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod.i'll never finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,tomorrow is the last day of 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly,i think i quite like 2007.&lt;br /&gt;i met new friends,friends worth keeping.&lt;br /&gt;i had alot of fun,my days were filled with laughter and silly antics.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt what it was like to really lose someone you loved.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt how to stand up and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;i gain new insights on life.&lt;br /&gt;i gained many new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;i made many unforgettable friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007,was a year for friends and a year for laughter.&lt;br /&gt;sure alot has happened,and somethings have changed,&lt;br /&gt;but the memories are golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm keeping them for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile,lets welcome in 2008!&lt;br /&gt;yay A level year.yaaaaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-7595565775916651801?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/7595565775916651801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=7595565775916651801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7595565775916651801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7595565775916651801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/shit-laschool-is-starting-soon.html' title='reflections,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5348532166157749083</id><published>2007-12-29T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T02:50:40.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retarded,</title><content type='html'>ALL OF A SUDDEN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'M SO EXCITED FOR SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt; I CAN'T SLEEP AND I FEEL LIKE &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BOUNCING&lt;/span&gt; UP AND DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.i haven't done holiday homework.shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5348532166157749083?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5348532166157749083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5348532166157749083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5348532166157749083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5348532166157749083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/retarded.html' title='retarded,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-1657064222805254674</id><published>2007-12-29T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T01:51:05.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='through the light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings/lovelovelove.'/><title type='text'>i wish-</title><content type='html'>today was nice,thank you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am officially sick of chocolates for at least the next coming month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,wonderful news awaits me the moment i log on to tpjc.net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;This is a reminder to all to revise for the below-mentioned test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The test will take place at 1pm on the first day of school (02/01)Venue to be confirmed.Those who cannot do the test at the allocated time will sit for it on the following monday afternoon.ALL students, regardless of OG leaders, etc, MUST personally give Mrs Choo and me a copy of your timetable on 02/01.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;rgds, dk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;and i have tons to read up.&lt;br /&gt;sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;sleepless nights,oh how i anticipate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am very ashamed to confess this but i must:&lt;br /&gt;have not been very in touch with my inner self,&lt;br /&gt;that is have not been doing any soul-searching or been concious of changes around me etc.&lt;br /&gt;in other words i have been shallow and superficial lately.&lt;br /&gt;BADBAD CINDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i've been tired lately,tired of whats happening and tired to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just feel so sick of everything i want to stand up and leave.&lt;br /&gt;but what escapes my mind is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;already have.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i am a better person,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i am smarter,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i'm kinder,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i am more motivated,&lt;br /&gt;to study and be focussed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes its just so hard,&lt;br /&gt;so hard to be a better person than i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i strive for self-improvement,&lt;br /&gt;but i often fall short of my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;i try so hard to be more understanding,&lt;br /&gt;to be more empathetic and to hold less grudges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try,but many a times i disappoint myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i'll keep trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-1657064222805254674?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/1657064222805254674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=1657064222805254674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1657064222805254674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1657064222805254674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-wish.html' title='i wish-'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-9170777590116125850</id><published>2007-12-28T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:53:16.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one lazy morning.</title><content type='html'>am awake bright and early.&lt;br /&gt;haha,how often is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la,so its 11.45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN EARLY for cindyyong can!hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,am heading down to PP for a haircut(finally),and then to alice's to dye it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall be bold and dye it a brighter shade of brown.&lt;br /&gt;haha,miss norzian will throw a hissyfit.&lt;br /&gt;no la actually i think she won't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,why am i taking to you?&lt;br /&gt;you'r a blog.&lt;br /&gt;blogs don't talk back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a little sleepy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-9170777590116125850?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/9170777590116125850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=9170777590116125850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/9170777590116125850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/9170777590116125850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-lazy-morning.html' title='one lazy morning.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5809232164620829594</id><published>2007-12-27T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T21:36:43.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored.</title><content type='html'>i am bored.&lt;br /&gt;sigh,its been such a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was clearing out my friendster photos.&lt;br /&gt;and,i realize how much i've gone through this year.&lt;br /&gt;all the friends and all the fights,&lt;br /&gt;all the DRAMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god.my life is one big channel 8 drama.&lt;br /&gt;i think if i write an autobiography on my life so far,&lt;br /&gt;mediacorp will buy it without a moment's hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.and thats,not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am watching the news now,and wow there's gonna be a wushu academy in chungcheng high school main next year.&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore's government really takes good care of us.&lt;br /&gt;too good.&lt;br /&gt;how do they expect us to develop backbones to support ourselves and develop decision making skills,i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW.each P2 student gets a tablet PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what i mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5809232164620829594?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5809232164620829594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5809232164620829594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5809232164620829594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5809232164620829594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/bored.html' title='bored.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5058705056930693257</id><published>2007-12-27T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T17:27:49.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='through the light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random boring.'/><title type='text'>stare into the hazy horizon and squint to make out a figure.</title><content type='html'>am such an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of reading my own literature books,&lt;br /&gt;i go and read my sec1 sister's lit book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what an idiot i am.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha,but it's such an easy read.&lt;br /&gt;sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,Poe is driving me crazy i swear with all his cheem metaphors and intrinsic language.&lt;br /&gt;he is so deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la,actually i don't have to read Poe now i think.&lt;br /&gt;just BNW and othello.which is just as difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's friday.think i'll head out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am so bored at home now.&lt;br /&gt;shall read cliffnotes to BNW.&lt;br /&gt;OH!forget,i have SOVA to research.oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH .shall go cut and dye my hair tmr,since i have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;then go out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5058705056930693257?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5058705056930693257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5058705056930693257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5058705056930693257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5058705056930693257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/stare-into-hazy-horizon-and-squint-to.html' title='stare into the hazy horizon and squint to make out a figure.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-3389096022619919685</id><published>2007-12-27T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T00:48:45.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>izui alyiskyrmce os</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just watched 881.with the family on dvd(haha yes i know i am damn obiang and behind times) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i never really thought it was worth watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i mean,its another singapore film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;how good can it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha,as usual i am proven wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;stupid movie make me cry again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but its not the admirable love between the papaya sisters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or the death of the smaller papaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or the many scenes that have so much sadness injected into them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;its the scene where qi yuwu's character sells his chicken for a mere $50 to raise money for the small papaya's chemotherapy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the way he lets go of something so precious to him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to give up his only prized possession to help someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the way they portray his relunctance to let go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and when he painfully departs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and then runs back to cuddle and groom the chicken just one last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and then says his last goodbye and heavily walks away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i swear,that scene had me crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; so now i'm a fan of qi yuwu like how fad's a fan to elvin ng.hahahha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;they ought to ban it,too painful to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now the keyboard is blur and i cannot make out what im typing.pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;stupid show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh well.at least it opened my eyes to the infamous getai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyway!on a lighter(but not happier)note, fad pangseh me tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so,we will go buy stuff on monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the 30th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yah,fad damn know how to pick dates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nvm,i'm only meeting her for the afternoon.and morning for tuition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SIGH.think i'll take tmr to clear up the mess on my table that's screaming for attention at the top of its lungs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-3389096022619919685?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/3389096022619919685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=3389096022619919685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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am in front of the teevee now,and saw this hilarious commercial about some bangla CD.&lt;br /&gt;they did some remix of umbrella,FUCKING HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhahaa i screamed my head off in laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,prolly am out shopping tmr with fad.finally,haha.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the bitch la,damnit.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;cannot bear with the thought of school reopening soon.&lt;br /&gt;pfft.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once school reopens,&lt;br /&gt;it's welcome to hell baby.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5429415141871829158?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5429415141871829158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-7955370246452138695.post-5874071266230289792</id><published>2007-12-26T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T04:17:22.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KILL ME PLEASE.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEED TO MUG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='howhowhowhowhow-extreme desperation.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its not easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its nights like this'/><title type='text'>HATE WHO I HAVE BECOME,lost and delusional.</title><content type='html'>OHMYFUCK I AM TERRIBLE LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I CANNOT SLEEP!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH.am so frustrated by my insomnia that i want to clobber myself over the head repeatedly with my softball bat until i faint.&lt;br /&gt;but not a good idea,i don't want to go retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.i cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes refuse to close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its because i read abit of Poe before bed,and now i keep thinking of his prose!&lt;br /&gt;why is it so frickin cheem la!sigh.&lt;br /&gt;how the hell does tpjc expect me to even pass my A levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i think i'm gonna die la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighsighsigh.and i've been typical me for this holidays.&lt;br /&gt;waste my time completely.&lt;br /&gt;only recruited one math tutor with the heaviest indian accent EVER.i swear.&lt;br /&gt;its like she's speaking in a foreign language and i have to pay double attention just to decipher what she's saying.&lt;br /&gt;but she's good la i won't deny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs OHMYGOD die la.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot find a tutor.i am dead.&lt;br /&gt;deader than a dead rat.&lt;br /&gt;dead.POOF.vamoose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst thing is.&lt;br /&gt;i never revise my J1 work at all.&lt;br /&gt;never touch my SOVA revision as assigned br Mr Dan yet(though i have borrowed the books),&lt;br /&gt;never learn math,&lt;br /&gt;didn't do GP essay,&lt;br /&gt;art coursework is again going nowhere(this time its a lack of talent on my side)&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT KIDDING.i die.&lt;br /&gt;i shudder to think what will happen if they pull me back next year suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;even worse if i fail my As.&lt;br /&gt;i will die la!i will cease to exist and instead vanish into a dot.&lt;br /&gt;a mere blimp in the face of man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am dooomed.&lt;br /&gt;fuck.another thing is,&lt;br /&gt;i know im dying but i aint got no motivation to push myself.&lt;br /&gt;i think i deserve 100000 slaps.&lt;br /&gt;how?but very painful.(ok that was blonde).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had my 5N strive in me,the drive and spirit to mug like mad.&lt;br /&gt;to study everyday and be so focussed and driven and determined.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.where has all that gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lost my dreams my hopes my aspirations for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i become?&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i know myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;when i look into the mirror i don't recognize the face staring back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ultimate dream to make it to NTU comm.studies has vanished.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be a news anchor anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i don't really want to write anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i want to do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that,to me is the saddest part of all.&lt;br /&gt;from the top of secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;i am now in the pits of JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've totally changed into a different person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i don't really know who i am anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure i have the same face,same voice and everything.&lt;br /&gt;but,i'm not very much me anymore. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've stopped trying to excel.&lt;br /&gt;and started trying to survive,to merely just hang on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not the way,i tell myself.&lt;br /&gt;but something in me refuses to listen.&lt;br /&gt;refuses to budge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i look at my books and my messy table and the shitload of overdue things i have neglected,&lt;br /&gt;i feel so tired.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to face them.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to pretend they'r not there.&lt;br /&gt;run away,&lt;br /&gt;pretend they don't exist.or they'r not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have positively gone deranged.i am mad.&lt;br /&gt;someone should just throw me into an asylum now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish life was easier.i don't ever feel like laughing again.&lt;div 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delusional.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-8673942272477368942</id><published>2007-12-25T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T14:18:34.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas morning,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;decided to save myself some dignity and skipped the gallivant-around-town thingy with clara and crew(so very sorry clara)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;because its been a long time since i stayed home and had a quiet day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;stay home and appreciate christmas and its magic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;come to think of it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm really not cut out to be a party animal kinda person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or the kind that goes out almost everyday.and enjoy the hustle and bustle of the crowds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ooh,i hate crowds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i love staying home on a quiet day and watch the world go by with its business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i think it's good to be abit left behind sometimes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gives me time to appreciate the quiet part of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to bask in the warmth of today and the meaning it holds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to feel this lovely glow.and smile to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;weather is mighty good,not too warm and yet it isn't raining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love today,its just so placid and peaceful and quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gives me space to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to those out there enjoying the festive season,have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm going to lie on my bed and look out the window while nibbling on leftover christmas cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh i wish it'll snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha,merry christmas everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-8673942272477368942?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/8673942272477368942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=8673942272477368942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8673942272477368942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8673942272477368942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-morning.html' title='christmas morning,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-2678563809830761146</id><published>2007-12-25T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T03:15:05.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL.</title><content type='html'>hello,merry christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to work today and almost slapped several terrible customers(by coincidence they were indian) but refrained myself because the thought kept occuring to me:'what if they'r related to fad?'&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,mad cap rush around PP for last minute presents and all,hahah was very funny but i had great fun.got my guess wallet too.&lt;br /&gt;it is lovely wonderful!THANK YOU MUMMY manymany kisses.&lt;br /&gt;i will cont. to work my ass off on impt days of the year,I.E CNY,XMAS,myveryownBIRTHDAY,crazy sales,and blahblah all for you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,while friends are going off to countdowns and parties and clubs and whatnot,&lt;br /&gt;i went to the family gathering.(so guai of me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think mummy is pleased that i didn't bail on her to go out with my 'rowdy' friends and be a terrible youth to society tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recieved yet another dress and HAHAH get this a deathnote notebook and quill from fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;the guy came looking for me with captain softball and DARYL.(i am very sorry daryl i will never ever forget your name again i swear it and cross my heart and hope to die.)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;so DARYL left for something and the two goons came looking for me at the shop.&lt;br /&gt;and we chitchat like bunch of aunties in the market(according to my mother)for like,two hours??&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember.but sure felt like two hours la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA.was very good,they are very nice boys. (:thank you for the fabulous gift,fabby!HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,HAHAH here is the very interesting part.&lt;br /&gt;i am going GALLIVANTING with clara and her crew at the esplanade tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;DRESSED AS A CHRISTMAS TREE.&lt;br /&gt;haha,yes the utter insanity and embarrassment of it all.&lt;br /&gt;but aiya who cares,it is fun and ohmygod so funny.&lt;br /&gt;and we should all do it when we still can.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to take manymany photos of it tmr,haha please don't go down to catch me in person i will DIE of embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;hhaha talk about social suicide.&lt;br /&gt;postponed shoppingouting with fad to thursday(so veryvery sorry fad) but fad was very very gracious about it.&lt;br /&gt;oh i love you my bitch.you are so nice.mua,mua! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,at the end of the party/family gathering,&lt;br /&gt;when i was getting into the car i stopped briefly to look up into the cloudless night sky,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and wished you a merry christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;izui alyiskmcre os.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also to check if santa was riding by his sleigh,haha.&lt;br /&gt;yes i do believe in santa.so?&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i never get gifts from him is because the gifts he give me are not put into boxes and wrapped nicely with pretty wrapping paper.&lt;br /&gt;they are lovely things that cannot appear in material form and are not superficial items but are lessons of life,love,people,virtues and manymany more.&lt;br /&gt;and this christmas,&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;he gave me you.&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO thank you santa,for one of the best presents i have ever recieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;merry christmas all&lt;/span&gt;(even people i supposedly dislike because today is a day of giving and graciousness),and goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-2678563809830761146?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/2678563809830761146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=2678563809830761146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/2678563809830761146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/2678563809830761146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-8099516164912378978</id><published>2007-12-24T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T03:54:46.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addition.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH!AND HOW COULD I FORGET-SO &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DENERNER&lt;/span&gt; OF ME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;XIAOLONGBAOS WERE AWESOME AWESOME AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;but crystal jade's one is still the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after the meal -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;clara: i never want to see another xiaolongbao again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;me:*can't remember what i said.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;clara:but i suppose in two weeks time when we'r in school we will go 'ohmygod canteen food sucks so bad i want xiaolongbaossssss.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAHAHHA.much agreed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-8099516164912378978?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/8099516164912378978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=8099516164912378978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8099516164912378978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/8099516164912378978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/addition.html' title='addition.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-8648546987363858720</id><published>2007-12-22T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T23:14:01.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>izui alyiskyrmce os</title><content type='html'>Cause what goes around, comes around.&lt;br /&gt;What goes up, must come down.&lt;br /&gt;Now who's cryin, desirin to come back to me&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, comes around.&lt;br /&gt;What goes up, must come down.&lt;br /&gt;It's called Karma baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it goes around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently,i'm spending christmas eve at my cousin's.&lt;br /&gt;so tmr,i will be going on another one of my many bouts of frantic last minute yuletide presents shopping trip.&lt;br /&gt;since am meeting rara at city hall bright and early at 11 tmr(eleven!the horror.)&lt;br /&gt;i will sleep early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,am rather shagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate stupid auntie customers who try and try and linger around in the shop for close to an hour.&lt;br /&gt;and walk out with a measly pair of 19.90 shoes,after much unsuccessful haggling.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO SLAP THEM OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people,if your mums are like that,&lt;br /&gt;please la.&lt;br /&gt;but usually,this happens only on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall dinner bath TLC and wrap some presents before bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye world,&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;goodnight you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-8648546987363858720?l=cind-y.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-7955370246452138695.post-6539963569944459747</id><published>2007-12-22T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T15:54:17.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU GOT ME TRIPPIN,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;am going down to PP to work now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;partly so that i won't be such a lazy ass and loll around in bed all day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and partly because i feel veryvery guilty for spending my mum's dough like water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and partly so i can take my mind of &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;,who's face appears in my dreams and fades away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;who's mild presence i can feel around me when i'm all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;who's the one thats going to start being on mymind for 24/7 soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SO I AM GOING TO WORK,to take my mind off 'things'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;actually studying would be a better idea but the guilt overwhelms me and i prolly will just bugger off after awhile and go back to my veryvery tempting bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BYEBYE people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;youhavenoideahowbadimissyou,youstupidstupidboy.betyou'veforgottenme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-6539963569944459747?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/6539963569944459747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=6539963569944459747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6539963569944459747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6539963569944459747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-got-me-trippin.html' title='YOU GOT ME TRIPPIN,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-6821963032185432691</id><published>2007-12-21T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T23:46:02.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='so let&apos;s take it back to the top.'/><title type='text'>GOOD DAY OUT,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SHOPPING TODAY WAS AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;first stop:SK II and i blew close to 200 bucks there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;all because fad ws telling me how she's so hooked to SK II and begged me to check the prices for her,so i did and wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the sales consultant i approached was AMAZINGLY pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;her face is,FLAWLESS.like,white and smooth and FLAWLESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;not a freckle not a blemish,no pimple(the horror!) nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;smooth smooth porcelain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i GAWKED ok,one of the rare times i GAWK at girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my jaw dropped la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if i were a guy,i'd drop to my knees onthespot can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so HAHAHAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i bought(or rather mummy bought for me) a set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;awesome,and she even help me analyse my skin with the haha microscopic thingy and she says i'm not too bad.yay! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it's just that i go into the sun alot,she says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so i must put sunblock like crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok,next stop,LINGERIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i have a knack of picking the best(prettiest) bras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha,its awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wish i could take photos and post them up to share their beauty but somethings are better left hidden eh,hahahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;awesome,i lovelovelove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then...bought,stationery,haha boring but veryvery essential ok. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;makes me feel more prepped up to mug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways,am left with school bag/shoe and a new wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;should i get the guess one,am still wondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i think i might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways,training tmr and i am SHAGGED for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahhaha,was at PP with jerald yesterday night for dinner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and we were walking to the taxi stand when out of the blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jerald: eh,why they name their shop WANKo huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cindy: huh???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;jerald: hahah,sounds so wrong.WANKo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahahhaha.i never realized until he pointed it out,haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyway,woke up darn early today,at 8 to go down to bedok view with sister for registration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she's in normal academic's first class,and i am PRAYING hard that she will not screw herself up there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyways,got to go make tang yuans with mummy now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love you mummy,kisskisskisssssss smoooch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and then got to sleep early,tmr got to wake up early too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it was such a shocking coincidence today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i nearly had a heart seizure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;is it a sign,i wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;am i looking the wrong way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but no,i must hold faith and be sure of what i'm doing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;what i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IMISSYOUandyoudon'tevenknow-&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/7955370246452138695-6821963032185432691?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/6821963032185432691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=6821963032185432691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6821963032185432691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6821963032185432691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/good-day-out.html' title='GOOD DAY OUT,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-7085038504067815081</id><published>2007-12-21T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T02:30:09.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whats done cannot be undone.'/><title type='text'>nothing left to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To admit that I'm wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then change my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry but I have to move on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to be strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And leave you behind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't waste time so give it a moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I realize, nothing's broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No need to worry 'bout everything I've done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live every second like it was my last one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't look back at a new direction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I loved you once, needed protection&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're still a part of everything I do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're on my heart just like a tattoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I live every moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won't change any moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still a part of me and you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will never regret you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still the memory of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marks everything i do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm just,so,so sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-7085038504067815081?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/7085038504067815081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=7085038504067815081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7085038504067815081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7085038504067815081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/nothing-left-to-say.html' title='nothing left to say'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-3745404366224829588</id><published>2007-12-20T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T23:33:00.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a thousand times over.'/><title type='text'>you're all bark but no bite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;to do list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;buy wrapping paper.&lt;br /&gt;figure out what to do for christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;figure how to pass everyone their gifts.&lt;br /&gt;get new bag.&lt;br /&gt;new shoes.&lt;br /&gt;stationery.&lt;br /&gt;rush hols homework.&lt;br /&gt;haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft.so much to do,so little time.&lt;br /&gt;prolly cos i wasted the holidays away.&lt;br /&gt;sleep,play,sleep,play.&lt;br /&gt;pretty much sums up my holidays so far ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go to bedok view tmr with sheila and then shopping with mum,&lt;br /&gt;and movie at night with the BFFs.&lt;br /&gt;shall read abit of poe later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mantra of the day: let them bitch cos it don't matter,cos they want what i have but they can't get it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARALOCKMEIJIN,when is xiaolongbaos!&lt;br /&gt;SALLYpok,the sparklers have probably rotted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let me know if it's gonna be you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Boy, you've got some things to prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let me know that you'll keep me safe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't want you to run away so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let me know that you'll call on time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let me know that you won't be shy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Will you wipe my tears away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Will you hold me close and safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you think you can do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;or are you gonna need a dummy's guide to wooing girls boy.hmm? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes it really hurts because when i look back and i see that i trusted you i wonder why things ended up this way,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but its ok i don't need you anyway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it just hurts because i still treated you with love but you turned it around and hit me from behind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at least now i know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-3745404366224829588?l=cind-y.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-7955370246452138695.post-4659165350442941835</id><published>2007-12-20T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:54:14.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST MINUTE RUSH-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today's weather is fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;slightly cloudy and windy and veryvery cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aaaaaaaahhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on a heavier stupider note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was supposed to meet jerald tang in t morning to eat xiaolongbaos at the airport,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i backed out at the last minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;very sleeepy ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then,he suggested dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then another friend suggested dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHA in the end i'm staying home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh wells,also good la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shall tackle the oh so very boring romanticism for sova.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;maybe i'll pop down to PP later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;got to pick up wrapping paper ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;need to trim my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;you cut me open and i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;keep bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;keep keep bleeding love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on a lighter note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5 more days to xmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OH SHIT have yet to preorder the christmas food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OHOHOH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha think i'll rush down to PP now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-4659165350442941835?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/4659165350442941835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=4659165350442941835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4659165350442941835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4659165350442941835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-minute-rush.html' title='LAST MINUTE RUSH-'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5357041715693261040</id><published>2007-12-19T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T20:07:50.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trashy generation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;am watching mtv now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and its top 100 hits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;50 was enrique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;49 was amerie,take control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;48 was hilary duff,stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;47 was good charlotte,keep your hands on my girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;46 is P diddy feat. nicole schezinger-come to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;watching the repective music vids,i realized something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;what a trashy generation we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in every video,there never fails to be some grinding,cleavage and more and sexual images.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;everything is suggestive and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pfft.not that i'm a nun,but yeah.too much of a good thing is a bad thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but woo is nicole scherzinger smokin hot or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but P diddy can't dance for nuts man.the guy looks like a freakin grasshopper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a grasshopper on a hot tin roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5357041715693261040?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5357041715693261040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5357041715693261040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5357041715693261040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5357041715693261040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/trashy-generation.html' title='trashy generation.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-4079271586943077993</id><published>2007-12-19T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T16:55:10.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='through the light'/><title type='text'>RAIN IS FALLING GENTLY,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cause I've seen love die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Way too many times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it deserved to be alive&lt;br /&gt;(When it deserved to be alive)&lt;br /&gt;I've seen you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Way too many times&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you deserve to be alive, alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning.(haha i just woke up la.)&lt;br /&gt;skipped last day of art camp today,oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet rara today for study session and xiaolongbaos but silly girl pulled out after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;then was supposed to go catch a movie or something with fuchuanrong but mum's in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;i think.&lt;br /&gt;cos sheila got into bedok view N(A) stream.&lt;br /&gt;HAIYAAA.&lt;br /&gt;damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;$&amp;amp;*(&amp;amp;%#$%*&amp;amp;(.&lt;br /&gt;nvm,what counts is the individual so since school's so near home.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahhahahaha.i will watch over you like a watchdog and catch you home everyday and if your skirts too short i will smack you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i am hungry roar roar.&lt;br /&gt;i am craving for damnit xiaolongbaos and great company to talk and laugh with.&lt;br /&gt;oh,where have all my girlfriends gone to?&lt;br /&gt;oooh i forget one doesn't take pork(haha fad!) another's in camp another is confined at home&lt;br /&gt;and the other two i will meet on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la,not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the start of school term which signals the end of the holidays(VERY SADLY)&lt;br /&gt;i intend to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish Poe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HOPEFULLY finish othello(fat hope cindy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;revise math and learn normal distribution&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn econs.(DIE LA)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;play with sparklers with pokpok &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pool session with rara and pokpok and daniel and fad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take more photos and experiment and brainstorm more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;do GP essay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;really need to start organizing study sessions in my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh wells.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LATER!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;die dying dying dead deader deadest.gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i really think i might die waiting.sigh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;poorpoorme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-4079271586943077993?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/4079271586943077993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=4079271586943077993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4079271586943077993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4079271586943077993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/rain-is-falling-gently.html' title='RAIN IS FALLING GENTLY,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-329478257775594066</id><published>2007-12-18T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:57.314+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography.'/><title type='text'>INSPIRATION STRIKES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;art camp was &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;crazy fun&lt;/span&gt; today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went late,but nothing much was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so,sat down and stoned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then ordered lunch and sat around guitars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;johnathan can do paramore on the guitar,AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;starlight also.&lt;br /&gt;maybe they're very easy,i don't know.but wah.to me its good la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;cleaned the art room up(bloody mess).&lt;br /&gt;and stoned over my coursework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but,now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I HAVE DIRECTION!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;*dances around in mad little twist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i am doing........hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;so unexpected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;photography and projection and maybe abit of painting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;am going to experiment with batik paint and rice paper i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;have to get cracking,set up mindmap and schedule and loads of shizz. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R2em70fzYuI/AAAAAAAAAPs/x7KZ1m2T2Mk/s1600-h/PC180330.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145264645928608482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R2em70fzYuI/AAAAAAAAAPs/x7KZ1m2T2Mk/s200/PC180330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;unnamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R2eon0fzYxI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ZBonlj1vpms/s1600-h/PC180345.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145266501354480402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R2eon0fzYxI/AAAAAAAAAQE/ZBonlj1vpms/s200/PC180345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a glimpse into heaven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DUMBDUMB&lt;/span&gt; bitchy fad is supposed to meet me today after 6 to go TM together and fabulouse might drop by and see us,but bitch is now at VIVO with bangbang watching golden compass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sigh,see la got boyfriend ready leave poor me alone to sit here dejectedly and stare at the gloomy horizon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and wonder if you'r thinking of me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAHAHAHA.bitch owes me one. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ANYWAY i got to go orchard during the night to take photos for experimentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;is my only chance during the xmas season as i need to use the lights and stuff.so,yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ANYONE GO WITH MEE and endure my clickclickclick away on the camera while you stand there half bored to death?hahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;think i might really join photography club next year ready.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;take photos photos photos!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;andand need to take note of photography exhibitions and such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh well.think i'll start now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;BYEBYE-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-329478257775594066?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/329478257775594066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=329478257775594066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/329478257775594066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/329478257775594066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/inspiration-strikes.html' title='INSPIRATION STRIKES'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R2em70fzYuI/AAAAAAAAAPs/x7KZ1m2T2Mk/s72-c/PC180330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5120059422087777696</id><published>2007-12-17T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T22:30:41.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cindy cindy cindy.'/><title type='text'>MUSINGS,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;OHMYSHIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;A VERY SCARY THOUGHT JUST OCCURRED TO ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;what if my teachers read my blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;HOHOHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;that'll be the end of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;all the fucks and horrible misbehaviour i record down will just ensure my expulsion from tpjc la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;or at least retainment.(i don't want!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;butbut,i just cannot imagine miss norzian going through my blog.(scarrrryyyyyy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;anyways,if you teachers from tpjc really do(you mean you actually waste time checking up on me?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;i have made a study list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;which i will put to action immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;like,now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;now.this very instant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;or maybe after my dinner. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5120059422087777696?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5120059422087777696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5120059422087777696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5120059422087777696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5120059422087777696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/musings.html' title='MUSINGS,'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-8897307869294200818</id><published>2007-12-17T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T19:55:17.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;THATS IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THE FINAL STRAW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;from today onwards,i am going to readjust my sleeping pattern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;no more night owl,no more sleepless nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i shall go to bed at 12 and wake up bright and early!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;for art camp.on time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THATS IT.i am determined poised self-assured new age modernist woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;like in bridget jones.right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;V.G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i,am also mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-8897307869294200818?l=cind-y.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-7955370246452138695.post-2408031801772860858</id><published>2007-12-17T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T03:34:39.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my oh my</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY FUCK this is classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;'i am very very xian. was soo sick last nite. slept frm 5.15 when i came home up to 9am this morning. nv go choir coz i was sick. i hate all 3 songz and i hate schl. i hate mdm er n miss chua ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;guozhe is comin over later. hope he dun cum. not in the mood tto entertain him. not going tuition todaez. hope evry1 will miss me n cry. hahahahaha. going to stay at marina mandarin today. yayez! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ok gtg nowz. bybyez'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-taken from clara's blog,and this is the very first post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i know its rude to laugh at people,but OHMYFUCK WHAT THE HELL IS XIAN!&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of the times where i think i might die from laughing too much and not breathing enough.&lt;br /&gt;OH CLARA,YOU SILLY BITCH &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU SO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;daniel's not the only one who loves you,so there!hahahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;GOODNIGHT WORLD,AND CLARA.hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-2408031801772860858?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/2408031801772860858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=2408031801772860858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/2408031801772860858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/2408031801772860858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-my-oh-my.html' title='oh my oh my'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-1565210547046805904</id><published>2007-12-16T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:51:57.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY DAYS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wonderful shopping today,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;am quite contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now all i am left with is afew people's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hahaha.but i am also left with zilch.nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm broke.spent.penniless.skint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've been living with a shadow overhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i've been lonely for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;trapped in the past i just can't seem to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after work,went to ecp with mama as she went for her nightly jogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so i sat by the beach and fiddled with my camera,and reminisced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and thought of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and,i took some cool photos!hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R2VOR0fzYsI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ig7ezhZ7Nfk/s1600-h/PC160305.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144604217397437122" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="181" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R2VOR0fzYsI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ig7ezhZ7Nfk/s200/PC160305.JPG" width="366" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok la,can't really see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R2VOrEfzYtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/n_phe_L8Zoc/s1600-h/PC160317.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144604651189134034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R2VOrEfzYtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/n_phe_L8Zoc/s200/PC160317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;shall upload it somewhere else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bought another black skirt from the mango sales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;saw awesome maroon purplish tights from topshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;will get.also,oh shit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;forgot to buy my sparkly scarf from the MNG sales!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bitch.and,i've got camp tmr,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PFFT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;nvm,i might get the topshop one instead anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AND THERE'S TRAINING TMR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but i can't go,i have camp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;how to tell capt. atikah who seems fangry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you badly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;DAI RUKU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-1565210547046805904?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/1565210547046805904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=1565210547046805904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1565210547046805904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1565210547046805904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-days.html' title='HAPPY DAYS.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysmlsmt2Jkc/R2VOR0fzYsI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ig7ezhZ7Nfk/s72-c/PC160305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-1596863769544570969</id><published>2007-12-16T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T17:23:21.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up at 5.&lt;br /&gt;awesome eh?hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might go down to PP for xmas shopping later.&lt;br /&gt;but,i don't feel like going to squeeze with the crowds la.&lt;br /&gt;pffft.nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have damn alot of gifts to buy.wrapping paper,tags,ribbons,scotch tape.&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;must remember to print my xmas list out.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish it snowed in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;it'd give me an excuse to wear pretty winter clothes,haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;without reason why,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my thoughts go back to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am such a mess lately.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a emo day,for sure.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-1596863769544570969?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/1596863769544570969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=1596863769544570969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1596863769544570969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/1596863769544570969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/woke-up-at-5.html' title=''/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-5253548432752125880</id><published>2007-12-15T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T00:15:10.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anticipating christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;shopping today was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but fuck do i hate the crowds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate people,like manymany people packed together in the same place like sardines.it is so annoying to have elbows poke me from left right centre back blahblah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;grrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;got present for clement,hope he likes it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;got present for ziqqy baybee,rachel B. and myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahahah,but mine not counted la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i get things for myself all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;awesome gladiator sandals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they are pretty and veryvery cheap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they're from novo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i always thought novo shoes were expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahha.am looking for your present,but i can't seem to find it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes i know what to get ready. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahhahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;have thought of what to get sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and clara and fad and pokpok.sort of la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway,lovely day with clara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the girl's an awesome bitch queen la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahhaha.but rara,you said you would abstain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nvm.you are a fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOODNIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S- art camp soon!die die die.hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;izui alyiskymrce os.soso bad.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;cannot.must survive.must.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-5253548432752125880?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/5253548432752125880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=5253548432752125880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5253548432752125880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/5253548432752125880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/anticipating-christmas.html' title='anticipating christmas!'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-8728460321718896473</id><published>2007-12-15T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T02:16:54.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not emo,i'm just depressed.</title><content type='html'>am going for training tmr,&lt;br /&gt;andandand I NEED TO DO XMAS SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i haven't gotten anything for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;i know,shitty me la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,who shall be on my gift list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family.&lt;br /&gt;friends.&lt;br /&gt;pet.&lt;br /&gt;myself.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so,got to do xmas shopping tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wants to shop with me?hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sleepy.i think.&lt;div 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depressed.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-7943967476744668622</id><published>2007-12-14T15:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T16:00:16.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE BLOGGER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OHMYGOD-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOGGER STRIKES AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;this time,it deletes my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMNIT.i'm fed up.&lt;br /&gt;think i'll be changing to LJ soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait,when i tak boleh tahan ,its byebye blogger and hello LJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only reason why i'm not abandoning this blog now is because of sentimental reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an entire years worth of memories.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not so keen to let go,because its been a hell of a year.&lt;br /&gt;and i've learnt alot,grown alot,changed alot in this one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,for now i'll still be here,recording my memories down for next time.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-7943967476744668622?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/7943967476744668622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=7943967476744668622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7943967476744668622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7943967476744668622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-hate-blogger.html' title='I HATE BLOGGER'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-452545953329853367</id><published>2007-12-14T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:46:09.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't wanna be one of them</title><content type='html'>woke up early,but drifted back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;yawn,today's a lazy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am not going out today,except for dinner at TM.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;shit la.you'r not even gone yet and i'm missing you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;baby boy when you're gone,i'm gonna miss you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;every minute every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so hurry on and come on back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;come back to where we beginned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i'll be standing here waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit.all i can think of lately,is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna turn into one of those girls who's lives revolves around some boy.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna turn into one of those girls who's only thoughts revolve around some boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really don't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i don't want to have to rely on you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;have to depend on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you don't have the time for it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-452545953329853367?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/452545953329853367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=452545953329853367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/452545953329853367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/452545953329853367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/woke-up-earlybut-drifted-back-to-sleep.html' title='i don&apos;t wanna be one of them'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-6989578080041545405</id><published>2007-12-14T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T13:46:24.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel about you now/'/><title type='text'>i found my sunshine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;watched golden compass today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was quite good.but,its quite sad,esp when lyra found the poor boy who had intercision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i nearly cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha,but quite good i didn't cry at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cos you stupid,never bring tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so walked around orchard aimlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then,took bus down to ecp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i think i can grow to like this.alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;slip your hand into mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;interwine our fingers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i could stay like this forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;under the stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;just you.and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i could stay like this forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-6989578080041545405?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/6989578080041545405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=6989578080041545405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6989578080041545405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/6989578080041545405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-found-my-sunshine_14.html' title='i found my sunshine.'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-7924276608478119318</id><published>2007-12-13T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T14:14:32.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guilt trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and i reminicise,and i look into the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we were so in love,we were so together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the teasing,the laughter the tears the kisses the promises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;holding hands with you,the long bus rides,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;observing your sleeping profile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;fussing over you and your hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;so much more memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it was love.every single bit of it was love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'm sorry i can't love you forever,i really wish i could..but i can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'm just so sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but its time for me to let go and pick up where my life was left off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;but to know we'll always have these memories to keep us company,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;to know that we once had each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;its enough for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'm just,so sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-7924276608478119318?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/7924276608478119318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=7924276608478119318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7924276608478119318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/7924276608478119318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/guilt-trip.html' title='guilt trip'/><author><name>cindy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12325651777049801594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7955370246452138695.post-4126294018239333135</id><published>2007-12-13T04:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T04:41:25.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KNOW I SHOULD BE SLEEPING NOW-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THE FRICKIN MOSQUITO BITES ARE KILLING ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY ITCHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW?????!!!!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO DIE LA,MY ENTIRE LEGS LEH.EVEN THOUGH I WORE LONG PANTS IN MY TRIP.fuckkkkkkkkkk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7955370246452138695-4126294018239333135?l=cind-y.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/feeds/4126294018239333135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7955370246452138695&amp;postID=4126294018239333135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4126294018239333135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7955370246452138695/posts/default/4126294018239333135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cind-y.blogspot.com/2007/12/know-i-should-be-sleeping-now-but.html' 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