<?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-4395658534678880170</id><updated>2011-08-15T12:22:02.295-07:00</updated><category term='I will miss you:D'/><category term='sickening.'/><category term='I don&apos;t need anymore from you'/><category term='Miracles do happen'/><title type='text'>I loveeee &amp; lovee.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-7902752488317634347</id><published>2011-03-03T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T03:42:28.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember that moment.</title><content type='html'>Hey! I'm back from a VERY VERY VERY long hiatus. (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure whether I'm gonna be blogging oftenly since its the O'level year this year. But I guess I will time to time. ( Since I wish to recall back my memories of sec 4 even after i graduate :D! HEHE. ) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, finished the english speech , was darn nervous , but I hope i managed to steady myself before melting to the ground or whatsoever not. :p laughs. Hm, alot of friendship changes this year. I did all the unpredictable stuff that no one ever would have thought I would do. HAHA! Anyway, I gained a new friend ! &amp;amp; that is chuek ting LOL. Yeah, who whould have expect a QUIET,SHY and INTROVERT girl like me to befriend her? Unpredictable?Hellyeah. Well, who would know that at the beginning of the year, ms sharifah would actually place her next to me? laughs! Well, she's not what people think she is. :) thats what i feel though. Alot of people judge on appearances, not fair at all, really.  I bet some people will be rolling their eyes as they see this. Who cares what people think anyway, hehe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just had h2h talk with friends that I could trust, and i poured all my grievances out. Really glad about it, feel sooooo much better. I know that things don't go the way we want, especially friendships. Thats why now I already let go of my old friendships and embrace new beginnings ( LOL! ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking back, I'm really grateful of letting go off my bff relationship. At least, now i'm a free person. To do whatever I'm deemed fit, not to be told what to do. If a friendship is all about waiting for one another or sacrifacing results and schoolwork for fun time, no thanks then. No wonder people always say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; A person with no strings attached is a free soul. :D Even though I know that there are dislikers( peeps who dislike me :O) among my peers, I try to ignore it and think about how lucky I am instead. :) Either they have no courage to say it, or else ....I'm also not sure o.O! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, isn't it better to gain a friend then an enemy? Maybe this dosen't cross their minds at all ! hah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owell, time is dwindling away as i type all this,soooo i  gonna go rush my art courework and study hard for physics tmrw! SEEYA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-7902752488317634347?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/7902752488317634347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=7902752488317634347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/7902752488317634347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/7902752488317634347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2011/03/remember-that-moment.html' title='Remember that moment.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5980282945965711882</id><published>2010-11-18T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T07:34:27.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December holidays again.</title><content type='html'>Alright, I'm back to habbo again :P&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, its already the 5th day of my HC days , i guess :D.&lt;br /&gt;Hm , still 25 more days. HEHE. LOL, okay, and I also  found an old friend back ^^. Thats like a great bonus, lol. Yup, I think I'm getting addicted to habbo already . LOL, always signing in regardless of early or late timing. And blu3freak ( wes ) had got me addicted to great la. I even thought of signing up for Deejay . LOL ! Anyway, if you're bored in the holidays, go to &lt;b&gt;www.great.la&lt;/b&gt; to listen to good radio ;D. Its kinda like 98.7 fm you know. Laughs. EXCEPT W/O MUTTONS );&lt;br /&gt;Hm, camps are coming up on the 25th and 26th, and I'm also one of the comm members. SO, I HAVE TO HOST SOME OF THE ACTIVITIES. Oh gosh, I always dread camps.  But still, i have to get over it right? lol. Tomorrow is another empty day ~ Not sure of what to do. Did 2 basket full of laundry today -.- mygod.&lt;br /&gt;Did tons of ironing laughs, cause for the past few days ,I  kept going out or else I was either too lazy to touch it.  Haha, then my parents kept nagging around. LOL. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, maybe I can play habbo the whole day tomorrow? Or should I go out? HAHA. I wanna buy new clothes too ;o. Lucky for me, december holidays , I'll be earning some pocket money. So , I guess I wouldn't need to worry about my expenses for now :p hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Its 11:31 pm already ! AND i'm still awake ! Okay, I really need to get back the habit of sleeping at 10. HMGH.&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, alright good night lovelies , sweet dreams too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-5980282945965711882?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5980282945965711882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5980282945965711882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5980282945965711882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5980282945965711882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/11/december-holidays-again.html' title='December holidays again.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5531170564238787764</id><published>2010-11-03T07:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T07:50:01.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whateva</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm washing my hands off you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go to hell for all i care :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-5531170564238787764?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5531170564238787764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5531170564238787764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5531170564238787764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5531170564238787764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/11/whateva.html' title='Whateva'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-2789513856046931306</id><published>2010-10-28T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T18:29:14.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>28.10.10</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the last day of school !&lt;br /&gt;Although the form class day was suppose to be really fun, like with all the water bombs and eating cakes etc. My clique was like wallowing in some gloomy mood. Maybe with chuek ting or what, ahh, but I can't be bothered. I tried to be cheerful and everything, since it was the last day. But end up failing. I realised something funny anyway, hahas, whenever one of us be moody or something, the rest follows. I think its because we have like 9 people in the clique, so we are always affected by one anothers emotions. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why i'm trying so hard, laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I came home, showered , and fb-ed, I uploaded my new art pieces. :) ( Clear version on facebook ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533270428893513970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TMogI3hfCPI/AAAAAAAAATU/ATnrtYXUDXk/s200/RedYellowflowers-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533270658798425890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TMogWP_FlyI/AAAAAAAAATc/68EQP0yKIvY/s200/joycepuppies-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hehe, the golden retriever art piece was meant for joyce. She's a dog-lover , you know? haha, same like me :D. I really hope that she gets her wish of getting to buy/adopt a dog soon. ^^&lt;br /&gt;If i had a chance, I would want to adopt a golden retriever too or those running- in -snow sled dogs. Too bad my mum has allergies to pets , -.- lol ! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, later I have to get back to school, for art committee meeting ): , its quite tiresome. moreover, these few days bcos of NYAA camp ( I'm in charge to collect the forms and $$ from juniors , and they DON'T even cooperate ! ) , i've been missing out alot of things. Eg, spare time for myself, going out after school with clique for lunch , buying bday gifts. Grrrr. D: I'm just glad its finally over! No more collecting of forms, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my Olvl HMT is coming, sigh. And I need to buck up on my poor chinese. Haven't been reading up on good proverbs or anything. So, I guess I'll be doing alot of chinese papers these few days :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I'm suddenly thinking of going into a polytechnic, instead of junior college.&lt;br /&gt;Cause some people said that I should continue my interest for arts , instead of forcing myself into theory work. that I don't really like. Should I or not? Thats why I said I don't know :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-2789513856046931306?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/2789513856046931306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=2789513856046931306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2789513856046931306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2789513856046931306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/10/281010.html' title='28.10.10'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TMogI3hfCPI/AAAAAAAAATU/ATnrtYXUDXk/s72-c/RedYellowflowers-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5705054472688816784</id><published>2010-10-21T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T03:16:07.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My ups and downs.</title><content type='html'>Life is really such a roller coaster , huh? Especially mine. Never do I know what to expect for tomorrow, I may end up being happy the whole day or probably saddened by something unpredictable. But for today, I'm satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, it is my mum's off day so I went out with her :) haha, today suddenly had the urge to smear on some foundation and lip gloss before I went out.&lt;br /&gt;So,went out with my mother for the afternoon :) at tampines mall. We went window-shopping, looking around shoes , clothes and etc etc. But i'm more spontaneous ;) haha. Got myself new flats, which can only be collected after 3 days later. ( sunday :D) Its really cute, able to match any clothing I wear , hehe . Then, we went to see bags. There's this stall on second storey selling brown/black/white bags. I felt like buying, but there wasn't any bag suitable for my ' 15 year old ' age. &gt;&lt; But I really liked this brown latch on bag, maybe I can buy it when my mum's not around? - [ her opinions are sometimes straightforward :/]&lt;br /&gt;Looked around cotton on, saw shorts that I liked, but din't buy too ): din't bring enough cash LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had lunch at popeye(?) century square. I prefer KFC more :D lol.&lt;br /&gt;Then, walked around again, bought 2 tees at $12 ^^. Cheap bargain! haha, then 291-ed home.&lt;br /&gt;Fun mother-daughter bonding time. Wish we can do it some other time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The haze is really starting to thicken, that its getting abit wayyyyy irritating. When I'm walking, I keep thinking its going to rain. Because the sun is blocked out ! ): And I can't dry my laundry fast enough too. Gosh, wish that other countries can stop burning forests already.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try wake up tomorrow morning and go to bedok reservoir and run. Burn off calories :D hehe. Alright, shall go facebook now ! BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-5705054472688816784?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5705054472688816784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5705054472688816784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5705054472688816784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5705054472688816784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-ups-and-downs.html' title='My ups and downs.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3104544511017887686</id><published>2010-10-17T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T20:30:52.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shepherd's pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TLu-lfjWZhI/AAAAAAAAATE/WfmXhkIeX7A/s1600/DSC02141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529222518861620754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TLu-lfjWZhI/AAAAAAAAATE/WfmXhkIeX7A/s200/DSC02141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529222397499736658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TLu-ebcbAlI/AAAAAAAAAS8/q-65XStY2Pw/s200/DSC02140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Maybe my sister and I can open up a bakery up in the future. LOL, now then I know I like baking too, aside then art.&lt;br /&gt;My sister learnt how to cook shepherd's pie ( made from mashed potato and meat inside ) .&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, delicious! We tried it twice in our home, for lunch, and it was marvellous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought of using mashed yam to replace the potato :/ . Wonder if its nice too?&lt;br /&gt;I feel like taking up baking lessons now ! xD .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and these are the beautiful cupcakes Ms sharifah gave to us on children's day. Haha. So sweet of her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529222781508585954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TLu-0x_RCeI/AAAAAAAAATM/nho20HHpKMQ/s200/DSC02022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine's blue, Cheuk ting's white cupcake , and nadiah's orange cupcake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3104544511017887686?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3104544511017887686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3104544511017887686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3104544511017887686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3104544511017887686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/10/shepherds-pie.html' title='Shepherd&apos;s pie'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TLu-lfjWZhI/AAAAAAAAATE/WfmXhkIeX7A/s72-c/DSC02141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-2537651421893963561</id><published>2010-10-17T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T20:17:48.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Body aches.</title><content type='html'>Omo ! I almost forgot my user and password to blogger xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First of all,&lt;br /&gt;JOYCE HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY! THANKS FOR ALWAYS TAKING BUSES WITH ME :D. AND IN HMT, U ALWAYS MAKE ME AND YUXUAN LAUGH. I'm so glad you're in my secondary life :)) . SOO, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABE, AND KEEP THAT SMILE ON UR FACE ALWAYS &lt;3.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Laughs, ouch, my body aching all over. Because.... i went swimming yesterday !!&lt;br /&gt;Wow, yesterday was really fruitful. The whole family went out to celebrate ' EXAMS OVER ' kind of thing. So, my dad decided to wake up at 5 plus in the morning, to go see the sunrise. HAHAHA, crazy idea, but thats what we mostly start with , for our family day.&lt;br /&gt;Yep, we got to see the sunrise, LUCKILY. cause i still remember last time when we went, the sun was covered by the clouds. couldn't see anything. lolol.&lt;br /&gt;The sun was like a huge red fire ball, pretty sight :D. And aeroplanes kept flying above our heads. haha, nice way to sober up. zooooom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went all the way to Jurong west to eat breakfast. AND IT WAS MY FAVE YAM CAKE. :D hahaha, from tampines all the way to jurong :/ But i really really liked yam cakes. So delicious :) That stall sold the best yam cake in singapore, to me, i mean. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;uhhh, then the weather turned funny, it started to rain ): I thought the family day was a goner. hey but no, when we went to our next destination, at woodlands waterfront, it din't rain anymore :O&lt;br /&gt;At woodlands waterfront, the playground was totally empty . OMG, we had the whole place to ourselves. LAUGHS. I played and screamed like mad on the swing ( cause i was being pushed high up the sky ) -.- Then we did a mini ninja warrior game there. Fun :) we even took pictures, but in my mum's phone. Hope I can upload a few soon :)&lt;br /&gt;Then we took a walk around there, and got ourselves an ice-cream. Nature is beautiful, don't you all think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, then finally, we got to swimming. At Jurong swimming complex. HAHA, so long never wear my one piece swim suit -.- i thought it would be too small for me. miraclously, i fit right in. LOL. Then we went swimming, except mummy , of course. She dislikes swimming pool ._.&lt;br /&gt;Felt so excited that i could ride on the Big Wave again &amp;amp; lazy river! Big Wave is supreme fun, just that my dad was always trying to ' drown ' my sister and us riding on the float. grrr , hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We din't get to sit the slides, laughs, cause I was too afraid. I don't know how to swim x.x&lt;br /&gt;Yep, then after 2 hours, then we left the pool already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last programme of the day : IKEA :D&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping there, cause my sister and I wanted to buy our dream table. AND WE GOT IT. OMG. After what seems centuries, we finally got the dream table and chairs we wanted. Its now in our room :) Feels like a dream. hahas. now, its just lacking of shelves and pretty stationaries on our table tops. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow gonna reveal our exam results. I'm so nervous. sigh x)&lt;br /&gt;What if I don't do good? ..&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, I shall not worry about those yet :x Its time to have fun !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-2537651421893963561?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/2537651421893963561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=2537651421893963561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2537651421893963561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2537651421893963561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/10/body-aches.html' title='Body aches.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-2568532041119081996</id><published>2010-09-07T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:49:12.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no, worst part of the year.</title><content type='html'>ITS GOING TO BE END OF YEAR EXAMS ALREADY, feel like its yesterday when we had our mid year exams? Can't time just stop for awhile, ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now in the school computer lab , surfing the net. My sister is way too slow with the umbrella haha. The rain is even stopping soon ! Gosh, looks like I can walk out of the school w/o the umbrella already. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, I've been studying lately, i think? Since now there's no more dramas to keep me busy already.&lt;br /&gt;I was addicted on It started with a kiss and They kiss again. BUT I FINISHED BOTH SEASONS ( 50 EPS ) in a week !! Hahaaa. last week, i believe?&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SOOO GOOD. Just now cheryl even blamed me for getting her addicted on the drama :X oops, sorry ! xD.&lt;br /&gt;Then.. now i'm watching the korean verion of ISWAK. ( playful kiss ) but its coming out very slowly. -.- Now its only till episode 2. Omg? But its good this way too, at least I can still study for my exams. hahaha. I'm such a drama fanatic ! When I watch a good drama, I don't let go. -.- seriously. All kinds of dramas , taiwan,korean,jap,anime even! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Aigooo. ( korean word ) hahah.&lt;br /&gt;I need to mug for exams already. SO much things to do, but so lil time.&lt;br /&gt;heh, i'm going out in another half an hour. Can't wait !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* think i'm gonna mia for exams, sorry :/!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-2568532041119081996?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/2568532041119081996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=2568532041119081996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2568532041119081996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2568532041119081996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-no-worst-part-of-year.html' title='Oh no, worst part of the year.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5785788555659109750</id><published>2010-08-19T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T23:58:39.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly what part of that do you not understand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL SO WRONGED THAT I'M ABOUT TO BURST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't buy my dream table till end of sept! AGHH &gt;:( !!&lt;br /&gt;And its all because my parents said seventh month , there is no moving of furniture.&lt;br /&gt;omg omg omg. that will be sooooo long before I can get to refurnish the room.&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL FUSTRATEDD. And end of sept is near to my end of year exams ! I can't believe this.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've yet to tell my sis. We have been saving so long for it D: Planning to buy it this week too, cause we finally had enough money. OMG, I'M REALLY HATING THIS.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, see me fail my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Why is this happening ? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was a blunder as well. Its friday today and my mum's at home ( that's how I found out bout the not buying the table thingy ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was actually quite funny. I had finished an english essay called ' The new bus driver ' . The plot goes this way , I'm one of the school children. Then I found out that the old bus driver ( grumpy uncle chuck - wth ? what made me came up with that name, :&gt; haha ) had already retired. New bus driver, young handsome man. Uncle harry. (wth again ? My names are so bad -.- lol. ) took over. Driving halfway, rammed up a lamp post. Accident. but in the end, all survived. lol :/ So anti-climax. :x&lt;br /&gt;After I wrote the essay, I went to put it in .....Ms sharifah pigeon hole ! YES, YOU HEARD ME CORRECTLY,ITS MS SHARIFAH MY FORM TEACHER. I went to put it in my maths/form teacher's pigeon hole. Ahhh, such an idiot. I only realised it when I reached home. laughs.&lt;br /&gt;thats why today I quickly took out the paper( it was still there, thank god ! ) , and put it into ms jumilia pigeon hole. PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;Funny isn't it ? So blur of me yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's art was also a very happy lesson to me :D.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to find out my art CA2 results. Got an 80 :D. hehe, feel veryvery happy.&lt;br /&gt;I would have felt happier, if not for the news of not being able to buy my dream table.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I gonna go work on my art now, see ya lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Things to do :&lt;br /&gt;- MY ART. Start on observational drawings first , 12 of em' ( !!! )&lt;br /&gt;- POA exercise 3,7,8&lt;br /&gt;- Physics WB pg 47,48,49,50,51,52,55&lt;br /&gt;- Presentation on EL ( monday )* NEED TO PREPARE SPEECH *&lt;br /&gt;- HCL workbook Ex 19,23,24&lt;br /&gt;- HCL composition -.- ( every week need to do one, omg? )&lt;br /&gt;-Maths Ex 8B pg 213 No 4 b , d , f, h, j ( Due on : 23/ 8, Monday )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing all these down to remind myself , but , its also to remind my forgetful friends :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-5785788555659109750?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5785788555659109750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5785788555659109750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5785788555659109750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5785788555659109750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/08/exactly-what-part-of-that-do-you-not.html' title='Exactly what part of that do you not understand.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6638729155516989841</id><published>2010-08-17T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T03:49:35.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish for the day when you will see me as I am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TGpjGjU5m6I/AAAAAAAAASs/nslvZwkfubI/s1600/DSC01861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506322458627120034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TGpjGjU5m6I/AAAAAAAAASs/nslvZwkfubI/s200/DSC01861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hehe ! That is my dream white table :DDDDDDDDDD !!!!! ( I'm going to share it with my sister ^^ )&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I get to buy it this coming weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TGpi07YFNlI/AAAAAAAAASk/2SmduToqJl0/s1600/DSC01871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506322155845269074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TGpi07YFNlI/AAAAAAAAASk/2SmduToqJl0/s200/DSC01871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was ART for first period today :) &amp;amp; Ms candy wanted the class to produce two drawings of knots. omg, I forgotten to bring my research so I had to make do with the rope there. And came out with this drawing. sighhhz, looks like I have to redo again . -.- It dosen't really look life like. And I'm suppose to present ' psychological fears ' in my drawing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School was pretty normal, except that nadiah and herda had to do fasting , so the recess table was pretty empty x.x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;when&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANW, there's gonna be SYF exhibition tomorrow. Feeling so excited ! Haha, there's always many fabulous art works there. Maybe I can get inspiration from there for my coursework :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S Hey, I feel like getting a diary x) and keep it at my side always. Ummm....should I :/?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-6638729155516989841?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6638729155516989841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6638729155516989841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6638729155516989841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6638729155516989841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-wish-for-day-where-you-will-see-me-as.html' title='I wish for the day when you will see me as I am.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TGpjGjU5m6I/AAAAAAAAASs/nslvZwkfubI/s72-c/DSC01861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-1959708450385895756</id><published>2010-08-10T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T05:02:37.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the way you look at me.</title><content type='html'>OMG, THERE IS A PIMPLE ON MY NOSE . WHAT DO I DO NOW. AND TOMORROW IS SCHOOL. I'm freaking out ): !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-1959708450385895756?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/1959708450385895756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=1959708450385895756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1959708450385895756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1959708450385895756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-love-way-you-look-at-me.html' title='I love the way you look at me.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3720465550508754782</id><published>2010-08-06T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T01:15:15.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New blogskin!</title><content type='html'>Hey! If you all might notice, I've changed my blogskin , for the hundreth time already ^^.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, just kidding! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna add in any tagboard or links. So, yup.&lt;br /&gt;Hm , looks like I haven't been that optimistic lately. Wow, I think I need to get out more :D.&lt;br /&gt;Kay, fine , I will stop reminscing about the past and just move on already.&lt;br /&gt;A new blogskin, a new view of life? Laughs, I'm getting absurd -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also thinking of doing a ' one photo a day ' blog post. I'll see about it first :/&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, now I'm thinking to put a song in the blog. But omg, what do i wanna put in? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;National day celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Uh-huh, today was celebration in school. No lessons for the day ! Yay me. :D&lt;br /&gt;My leg went numb all the time, just sitting there watching the concert. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;The modern dance ( girls ) totally blew me off. SO GRACEFUL, you can't help but agree right?&lt;br /&gt;Why din't I join dance in the first place ?! HAHA, joking :/ I stick with art even till the end.&lt;br /&gt;OHOH, I have &lt;strong&gt;chocolate&lt;/strong&gt; with me now. Yumyum, i like ! Then after the celebration, went home with yuxuan (:&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a long weekend ahead. But lots of things to do. x.x Tests , homework ...so much more. Nvm, just gonna go take a rest now. :D Teeveeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3720465550508754782?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3720465550508754782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3720465550508754782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3720465550508754782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3720465550508754782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-blogskin.html' title='New blogskin!'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3069679534749652490</id><published>2010-07-29T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T15:09:20.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohgod, I feel like I'm nuts. Its 5 am in the morning and I just WOKE up, but I'm using the computer ?! Sigh,got a sms last night &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cried buckets of tears for that. End up having my bed and pillow wet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So many complications.. I ask all of you, will things ever go back to where it was before? I think ...not right ? Yup, it will remain this way all the time. I will never be able to laugh freely like I did before. Nevermind, tolerance is a virtue. I will remember always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my 1000 word chinese essay. After that, I practically collapsed on bed at 11:30pm. Burning midnight oil is hardwork ):&lt;br /&gt;Ah, my stomach and chest hurts -.-&lt;br /&gt;Guess like I have to pop more pills before I go to school.&lt;br /&gt;I still have like art meeting today, and geog&lt;3 and art :D!&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3069679534749652490?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3069679534749652490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3069679534749652490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3069679534749652490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3069679534749652490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/07/ohgod-i-feel-like-im-nuts.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-2875869071933063409</id><published>2010-07-27T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T06:47:14.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the past, but not knowing the future.</title><content type='html'>Ah, I'm hooked to SEVENTEEN &amp;amp; Teenage ! :/&lt;br /&gt;But they really offer good advice. Especially one. About friendships. ( I don't know why , but I'm always looking out for this kind of advice ) Page 53, &lt;em&gt;" my bestie is so possessive!&lt;/em&gt; " haha, I kinda laughed at this section , cause it really reminds me back then when I was in sec 1. wow hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; It's the fear of losing that drives us to hold on to our friendships with both hands and hang on for our dear life. What we don't see are our actions suffocating our friends and driving them further away from us instead of closer , &lt;strong&gt;" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; No one likes to feel replaced or forgotten . &lt;strong&gt;" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hits my heart bottom deep when I read this. Laughs, maybe because it was me considering whether I ever had that feeling. Yup, supposedly so, considering the fact that many girls have left the clique , joined in , and stayed on. I don't really know who are my true friends right now.&lt;br /&gt;I counted a few days ago , that hmm, I got 0 bffs now, 2 friends( fayth and joyce :] ) that I can trust my secrets with , and the rest are just..plain clique.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I want to spend more girl time with them. But its always so awkward to approach. I ever tried my best asking them out, I swear. I came out of my shy side to ask whether they wanted to go to the movies. But you know, it failed miserably.&lt;br /&gt;I really like/LOVE window-shopping. even if it is just one hour. But the clique dosen't. I think only fayth does..or yuxuan and lynn. ( but they dun ask me out, sigh )&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to ask them out sometimes, go to movies, go gym workout or something, even talking on the phone makes me happy. Not just happy, maybe ..over the moon?&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things we could do together. But the clique dosen't make an effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wished....( I wish alot nowadays :l ) that when I go to JC , I find friends that share common interests with me. Its selfish of me, but I just want to be able to find the joy of having friends that I will love and appreciate. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( where I once did in sec 1 and 2 ) ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-2875869071933063409?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/2875869071933063409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=2875869071933063409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2875869071933063409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2875869071933063409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/07/feeling-past-but-not-knowing-future.html' title='Feeling the past, but not knowing the future.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6917010041146168095</id><published>2010-07-20T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T04:29:49.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>Hahahas, Life is sooo &lt;em&gt;boring&lt;/em&gt; nowadays. :/&lt;br /&gt;Isit just me or other people too? Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its my own mind, but am I getting some disease or something.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody just shuns me. Omgee, at first I couldn't believe it, but OMG seriously, yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, so schooling as usual today. BUT I HAD MY O LEVEL MT Listening compre !!&lt;br /&gt;I din't really feel anxious, nervous or whateverrrr. ~ Just hoping I would get an A for it. :P&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that what I'm sitting for is ORDINARY chinese olevel ! OMG, all along I thought it was my HMT olevel ,how genius -.- My acne scars aren't going away !! And my china buddy ( a new assigned one, phew ) is coming over to SG. Its on thursday , how fast !&lt;br /&gt;So, now I have to find a new gift soon , get my acne scars to disappear as fast as it came before , and entertain my new china buddy.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, busy much ? Nope. There's still so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a chemistry test to study for, worrying about peer pressure from my friends , get housechores done and FUNDRAISING event from artclub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a feeling I will be so so so so so exhausted by the end of this week.&lt;br /&gt;Crap. Where the heck did my freedom go ): ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do I feel so insecure?&lt;br /&gt;You girls &lt;strong&gt;were&lt;/strong&gt; like the whole world to me.&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm torn in not knowing what to do &lt;strong&gt;whats right&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being nice to people who don't give a heck to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really lost. Tell me what to do. .&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/4395658534678880170-6917010041146168095?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6917010041146168095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6917010041146168095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6917010041146168095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6917010041146168095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/07/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-1674204868472863949</id><published>2010-07-11T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T02:10:43.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much regrets.</title><content type='html'>Recently, my birthday just passed. But it was really an unhappy one. I think its because the fact that 1 ) no celebrations, -.- 2 ) I think out of 9 friends in the clique , only 2 remembered my birthday &amp;amp; got me a present ( joyce and yu xuan )EVEN FAYTH FORGOT. I think till now, I still feel disappointed. OKAY,from now on, I will never place high hopes on birthday celebrations again, especially mine . -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my cousin's birthday :) Alot of pictures were taken , especially my own . HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the newlyweds :DD. Really hope that they can live in bliss, hehe. Mathilda looked so gorgeous as the bride. ^^ Ohoh, I also put on make up yesterday , xiaoying jiejie helped me with it :/ Haha, first time on such occasion. Here's how I looked :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can try to put on make up when I go out sometimes, laughs. Its fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492573246059606450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TDmKRDIycbI/AAAAAAAAASc/fr-dJWZfNbE/s200/DSC01750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-1674204868472863949?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/1674204868472863949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=1674204868472863949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1674204868472863949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1674204868472863949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-much-regrets.html' title='So much regrets.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/TDmKRDIycbI/AAAAAAAAASc/fr-dJWZfNbE/s72-c/DSC01750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-2673593683959371235</id><published>2010-07-01T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T04:59:12.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aye.</title><content type='html'>OHMYGOD, eclipse is out today !!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, damn excited :/ especially since Edward is so &lt;em&gt;hawt&lt;/em&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt;Vampire guys are soooo my type, laughs. No wonder fayth and joyce can't take it about my addiction to vampires :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna watch eclipse soon ! If not, i'll end up regretting ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, school has started ....with a new timetable ): I'm not really getting used to it even if it is the third day only. Grrrr, I really hate that PE is now on friday . Booooo ,* thumbs down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been busy with homework, homework and more homework. There are even leftovers from my holiday homework -.- should have spend my time more wisely. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and, I really starting to miss my time in china ... sigh ): The hotel there was luxurious :D&lt;br /&gt;I even got used to the food :O !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my birthday is coming. Ohmy, so exciting. kehehehe. Its 4th of July :D The Independence day for the Americans :P Cool right? I think so too.&lt;br /&gt;The day after my birthday comes Youth day. Every year also like that :) So i get an extra day off from school ! YES. I have 3 days to rejoice over birthday :D&lt;br /&gt;Kay, I gotta get busy with work. Oh yea, I want to mention something.&lt;br /&gt;Do you realise that when you do POA, you will tend to talk to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA,THATS EXACTLY THE CASE FOR ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-2673593683959371235?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/2673593683959371235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=2673593683959371235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2673593683959371235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2673593683959371235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/07/aye.html' title='Aye.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5352354667882857541</id><published>2010-06-03T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T20:35:35.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO SINGAPORE,BYE CHINA.</title><content type='html'>HELLO,I'M BACK FROM CHINA :D !&lt;br /&gt;I'M FINALLY ON SINGAPORE GROUND,LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have lots of photos to flaunt right now. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;But some of it are with my teachers and friends, the interesting ones though &gt;&lt;. I bought lots of lots of souvneirs (!!) Especially tidbits. YEAH. I bought my mum her favourite &lt;em&gt;Feiyu Qing&lt;/em&gt; VCD LOL. My dad, a good luck charm. My sis, some comic books O_o. And my aunt a flower mirror :)&lt;br /&gt;I spent all my 500RMB, laughs ! There were alot of places that made a deeeeep impression on me. But there were only 2 that made the deepest impression. :x&lt;br /&gt;First. The San Huang Zai mountain. Ohmygee, its like 8000 more steps above to complete the whole hiking.&lt;br /&gt;Our school, DAMAI secondary, managed to do that ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Haahahaha, Second , The Great Wall Of China. The steps were so steep and wide that I could only complete 2 flights of stairs :/&lt;br /&gt;But I did take alot of pictures ! ( Its with teachers though -.- )&lt;br /&gt;Yup, these two structure made me walked so much lol ! That I can't help but remember it easily enough. :)&lt;br /&gt;I almost gave up on the climbing the San Huang Zai , cause it was simply toooo long and tiring. It took me about 3 hours + to complete it. Sigh. Ms lee and Ms carol did some encouraging and I moved on to climb the mountain. Wow, can't believe I really complete climbing it. Hehe, an achievement ! :)&lt;br /&gt;I will put up some pictures soon :D.&lt;br /&gt;Kailin and me was very sync in the trip.&lt;br /&gt;We always hummed to this tune.&lt;br /&gt;美酒加咖啡&lt;br /&gt;我只想喝一杯&lt;br /&gt;来来来来来。。！&lt;br /&gt;Haha, cute right! Then Wen Wei was always irritated by it. laughs, then kristine will also join in the song. hahahahahaha. We were such a funny choir :x&lt;br /&gt;Oh , my China buddy is a guy btw ! He's 14 , called Yan Li. I don't really know how to describe him. But he's very heartwarming. He helped me carry my heavy bag from the first to the fifth storey at his school. Good enough right ! I heard their school is planning to send students over in July to do exchange programme with us. Omg. I wonder if it is the same batch of students ...? Wow, then I can see Yan Li again :O LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a piece of good news. I got my report book just now :) And guess what.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT SECOND IN CLASS. 2/42 LOL. Funny right ! I failed my science yet I managed to get second in class. But I did get A's for POA and Art. Jared is the first, I think? Laughs, my parents were like shocked. LOL. I'm truly shocked too. HAHAHAHA. But I'm kinda happy too. :)&lt;br /&gt;Wonder whats my level position? Have to ask Ms Sharifah that already. :/&lt;br /&gt;there's so much holiday homework to do ! Ohmygee!.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-5352354667882857541?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5352354667882857541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5352354667882857541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5352354667882857541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5352354667882857541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-singaporebye-china.html' title='HELLO SINGAPORE,BYE CHINA.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3227527533976457785</id><published>2010-05-20T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T01:52:38.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven't been updating..</title><content type='html'>Just came back from schooling , actually have to start vaccuming right now :/ but gee, I shall blog first :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results were all given back to me the past few days. It was sooo disappointing ): I felt like throwing up when I saw my SS results. 12 marks really do make a difference -.- Next time I shall look carefully at the paper and answer EVERY SINGLE question. sigh. Ms Sharifah made us look at our CA combined marks with our MYE's today. Was I shock or what.&lt;br /&gt;English , I got a pathetic C6 . Maths , I think a B3 ? Science , D7 ( I should go die or something ) POA , A1 :) Art , A1, thanks to my black sketchbook and coursework :) HMT , B4 , Lucky I got this score if not I might start worrying about going back to basic MT lessons. &gt;:l Geography , B3 I hate this score, seriously. And thats all. overall percentage ? 66.9% . I can't believe this. -.-&lt;br /&gt;After all I failed my science, I was expecting a 50% . MYE IS SUCH A DISSAPOINTMENT.&lt;br /&gt;AGHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of whining. haha. yes, my dad gave me a you-let-me-down lecture. hahas. But now, I'm already planning on what to revise for EOY. I'm really kiasu you know ! Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having one of the very rare moodswings nowadays. Maybe cause I'm cropped up with my own problems and the immersion trip thingy.&lt;br /&gt;I think I might chicken out at the last minute, cause i'm the kind that gets homesick easily.&lt;br /&gt;How?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Somemore, nowadays , cause everyone's slacking already , alot of crazy things happen. I don't know why , last time I used to be able to tolerate the person's attitude , behaviour and whatever commands that 'it' is giving.&lt;br /&gt;But now, I feel so irritated immediately. Ohmygee. Like, when anyone tries to be an attention seeker in class or something , I got the urge to give a cold shoulder. Attention seekers really suck . All the time, they will shout aloud to people so that they get attention. And when they are sick of the attention , they roll their eyes and say they don't like what people are doing to them. Suck right ?!&lt;br /&gt;I also hate being ordered around. I'm my own boss , don't make use of me (!!)&lt;br /&gt;I no longer have hopes for any what BFF relationships stuff , now , I just wanna be an ordinary girl who has her clique. Its just that simple, laughs.&lt;br /&gt;China immersion trip is on tuesday ! I will miss everyone :))))))))))))))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3227527533976457785?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3227527533976457785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3227527533976457785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3227527533976457785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3227527533976457785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/05/havent-been-updating.html' title='Haven&apos;t been updating..'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-2980228836930442545</id><published>2010-05-12T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T01:14:55.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEHE, TIME TO DESTRESS :D</title><content type='html'>Omg, I dunno why I feel like blogging now :B . I just do.&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper today was really hard ! And on top of that, I was like not feeling well. Must be all the fried food from yesterday ): Mcdonalds -.-&lt;br /&gt;I finished the paper, but there were blank questions. I think I kinda screwed it up -.-.-&lt;br /&gt;Monday is surely doomsday, where we get our results back. Ohmy D:&lt;br /&gt;But I'm really liking geography now !! HEHE, like the feeling of seeing the question I studied and managing to answer it :) can't wait for my geography paper results on Monday. ralalala ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's at home, I haven't get her a mother's day present , &gt;&lt; So, I feel like guilty? Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I'm feeling much better after downing 2 panadols. I hate the feeling of being sick.&lt;br /&gt;ugh. cause I won't get to do anything fun. ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, planning to go out this weekend ! I really wanna go Plaza singapura! There's a shop there that i fancy alot :/&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, alot of clothes laaa. Another 2 weeks would be China immersion trip, seriously excited for it ! The teacher says that only 20 students from our school are going and 70 Anglican High students are going . Wth ?! I better not get lost in that crowd, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I think I go grab a bite from the kitchen. Somhow feeling hungry :x&lt;br /&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST.&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE FINALLY OVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL START MY LUXURY 14th LIFE NOW. LOL! :B&lt;br /&gt;byeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-2980228836930442545?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/2980228836930442545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=2980228836930442545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2980228836930442545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2980228836930442545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/05/hehe-time-to-destress-d.html' title='HEHE, TIME TO DESTRESS :D'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3018241913467329428</id><published>2010-05-07T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T07:13:53.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will there be a happy ending? Hmm, I wonder.</title><content type='html'>Finally , 4 more papers to go ! Art, Maths 1 &amp;amp; 2 , and lastly Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, I totally killed POA paper today. HMT was ( how do I describe :/ ) ..rather wordy?&lt;br /&gt;POA paper , chicken feet. Hehee! Lol, but I won't be boasting about it cause things will turn out otherwise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, there's a cousin wedding in July :) :)! I already have my organizer and planner with me, yayyyy. Will be buying make up, shoes, a cute dress and oh my hair done up. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;After exams , there comes my China immersion trip, maybe I will get to buy my things there?&lt;br /&gt;haha, I don't know for sure. But I'm really nervous &amp;amp; excitedzzz! First time going out of singapore on a trip :)&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm idolising Lee Ji Ah as Sujini from The Legend. She's so pretty !!! Go see her official website , you will like her instantly :)&lt;br /&gt;This weekend chionging my art coursework. Hope I will manage to finish doing it :D&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3018241913467329428?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3018241913467329428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3018241913467329428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3018241913467329428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3018241913467329428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/05/will-there-be-happy-ending-hmm-i-wonder.html' title='Will there be a happy ending? Hmm, I wonder.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-4596236352468624307</id><published>2010-04-24T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T08:00:10.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, rain and sunshine :)</title><content type='html'>Helloooo my readers :)&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I bet no one is actually reading this right now.&lt;br /&gt;x) Yup, its time for exams already ! We have to study, study and keep on studying.&lt;br /&gt;You know, sometimes I'm really tempted to go to the movies or accept going shopping with my aunt. BUT YOU KNOW, ITS EXAMS ):&lt;br /&gt;And when exams are near, I'm usually in the panic mode la :x&lt;br /&gt;So please, if in school , I behave wierd , don't mind me , LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm, alright, today early morning 6am I woke up. Cause the " exam-stress " was in my head.&lt;br /&gt;So I felt I had to do something , rather than lieing on bed staring at the ceiling. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Yaaaa, went to do my art. Ruptured. I need some pictures from IKEA -.- , broken mirrors. etcz.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;After that, my dad picked my mum and I for breakfast. Sis was still sleeping like a log. Mwuaha. :/&lt;br /&gt;Got to tuition at 9am. Ended at 12pm. 3 hours, wow. Its always like this actually.&lt;br /&gt;Then my mind was buzzing with formulaes , equations .. haha :B Rushed to MRT, got to Pasir Ris library to meet nadiah,fayth and erhmm. * Secret :P * Freaking quiet there. :OO&lt;br /&gt;Got a table that is like 3 size smaller than my one at home. HAHA. Did alot of POA exercises with nadiah. I think I improved ! kehez. Cross my heart and hope to die, please POA , don't lemme fail okay ! :/ hm, hope nadiah also benefitted from the revision. Too bad fayth had to leave early ): , if not I would surely be very happy with her company. ): ):&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes! I have to remind my dad to go buy me my new top-up card. My phone prepaid no money ! $_$ , I can't sms anyone now. ughzx. Tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know its a waste, but its gone, and nothing can ever heal that wound.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, I feel more at ease already. I think I have let go of what was in the past. It feels like accepting the fact now is so much easier :) Although I have to do some things alone now on, its rather better than suffering inside. Thanks for everything. Really, I never had such a friend like you before. Thank you,from the bottom of my heart :)&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/4395658534678880170-4596236352468624307?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/4596236352468624307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=4596236352468624307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4596236352468624307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4596236352468624307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/rain-rain-and-sunshine.html' title='Rain, rain and sunshine :)'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6969081172861103755</id><published>2010-04-19T03:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T03:30:21.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The small things they do that touches you.</title><content type='html'>Its raining heavily right now. It makes me recall of something.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, haha. you know, right after school, everytime, I would have my umbrella and she wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;So we would walk under the same umbrella and go all the way to the bus stop. After that, we say our byes.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if she brought her umbrella today?&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if her leg is alright too, but since she din't limp while walking, I think she should be fine already. Thats a relief :/&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I know what friend means. It just simply means that you can only say hi and smile at each other. Since I'm not a good friend or BFF status, I can't do anything more than that. Kinda fustrating actually.&lt;br /&gt;Ever experience this kind of thing? Like you cared for this friend for 2 years + , and suddenly you have to stop doing that, its abit tough to cope with it.&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, during recess, everyone was still glumy , I wonder why ?&lt;br /&gt;Herda was down with the flu and cough. I know it must feel terrible since I experience it before. x.x Wish I can help her with something.. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmhh, my dad's cooking in the kitchen ! :D Nice smell, I bet its porridge, ham and eggs :O&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I miss homecooked food, especially my maids cooking . ):&lt;br /&gt;So thats why he's doing the cooking today, hehe, adorable.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna do my revision later on. I'm glad that Jonathan actually lent me his SS notes to photocopy, thanks pal :D!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-6969081172861103755?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6969081172861103755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6969081172861103755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6969081172861103755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6969081172861103755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/small-things-they-do-that-touches-you.html' title='The small things they do that touches you.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-7053012413441498417</id><published>2010-04-17T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T20:39:56.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala, sunday morning (:</title><content type='html'>Its Sunday morning now :D! I slept 9 hours straight, zomg.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, hmmmz, last night fayth, joyce and I had a conference last night.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I'm like kinda touched they called me LOL, and it was to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;Really thanks to them :) I feel okay now, after all its not the end of the world when you lost someone precious to you.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, been studying alot this weekends. Finished my social studies revision ! Cause exams are coming, and I can't slack even if I wanted to. :/&lt;br /&gt;I know tomorrow going to school will be kinda awkward, haha. But its okay, this kind of things have to come sooner or later what :x&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, need to go back to study again, byeeee ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Actually, if I was still a sec 1 , I will still not regret being friends with her from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;There were happy moments and sad moments. I don't know whats going to happen in the future, but I hope these memories will never fade :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-7053012413441498417?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/7053012413441498417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=7053012413441498417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/7053012413441498417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/7053012413441498417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/lalala-sunday-morning.html' title='Lalala, sunday morning (:'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-1581185836646407033</id><published>2010-04-16T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T03:31:24.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The end.</title><content type='html'>I lost my best friend today. Although I hurt like crazy, inside I'm glad for it.&lt;br /&gt;Its finally finally over. All unhappy things can go away from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;Because, this time, everyone will be happy right?&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah will be happy cause she won't need to bother about not paying attention to me .&lt;br /&gt;Wanxin and Cherlyn won't be dragged into this anymore and can safely become the bestest of bestest friends with nadiah.&lt;br /&gt;Lynn, Yu xuan and Herda will not need to see our moody faces every recess.&lt;br /&gt;The person I want to apologise most to is Fayth.&lt;br /&gt;She was on my side all along, she was the only one who knew how I felt. And I thank her for that.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for these few days :/ !&lt;br /&gt;Joyce get well soon, I'll bet she be shocked when she return to find out so much has happen . Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I can return to old me and stop mourning over my broken friendship.  :)&lt;br /&gt;I know its been hard on everyone, I'll like to say sorry..&lt;br /&gt;Know something? These few years I've been so caught up with being nadiah's bestest bff , that I never paid attention to the classmates around me.&lt;br /&gt;I always reserved my attention for nadiah, ( I just found out today that she hates it ) but I guess that isn't needed anymore hahaz ^^.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make friends around me, who says I don't have the freedom to make new friends in 3e4 ? :P&lt;br /&gt;I still believe that if I put my efforts in a friendship, it would work.&lt;br /&gt;Just found out that Jiaxin , Inka and Hidayah is very friendly !! They asked me to study with them in the library LOL. xD.&lt;br /&gt;My dad comforted me by saying this : Its a loss if your friends ditch you, they don't know what they are missing.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds wierd from my 24/7 working dad. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lohzhen, thanks for the advice, appreciate it and I'll wait for that true friend , promise :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-1581185836646407033?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/1581185836646407033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=1581185836646407033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1581185836646407033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1581185836646407033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/end.html' title='The end.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-8412738637552565406</id><published>2010-04-15T08:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T08:42:48.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>I still remember how that scene of ours :&lt;br /&gt;My computer broke down , so I went over to your house.&lt;br /&gt;Your rainbow coloured flats.&lt;br /&gt;When I had finished, you walked me down to the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;The bus came , and we were smiling.&lt;br /&gt;You said bye to me, and I said bye bff (:&lt;br /&gt;And you laughed back at me , saying bye bff too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How things change so much, I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess we will never be frolicking anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-8412738637552565406?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/8412738637552565406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=8412738637552565406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/8412738637552565406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/8412738637552565406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/finally.html' title='Finally.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-873469613245097773</id><published>2010-04-15T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T08:39:09.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>da</title><content type='html'>I'm facing at this screen right now, not knowing how to start.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, everything I say here now is really from the bottom of my heart and the truth..&lt;br /&gt;Alright, today's the 15th April 2010. And I just came back from celebrating Fayth's belated birthday. It was really a great time to see your friends around you laugh and have fun. Admittingly, I found myself laugh along with them. Its been a long long time since I had such a laugh and smile.&lt;br /&gt;fayth's house hasn't changed one bit, its still the same as I saw it when I got to her house. :) How do I describe today..? I was really very very upset the time when I was in school that I walked out on Ms jumilia. I'm really really sorry about it.&lt;br /&gt;I feel myself changing these past few days, I feel awful , jealous , anger , stress and everything a bad girl has. I keep having moodswings all the time. One time I'll be smiling, the next thing I'll be having a very bad mood and clenching my fists all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Whats happening to me? I ask myself always, the common question in my head now.&lt;br /&gt;Is this cause of exams? Or my friends? Or isit just me?&lt;br /&gt;When I walked out with the pass from Ms jumilia class, I was fuming with anger inside.&lt;br /&gt;Its like everything inside me is dying to scream and lash out at anyone. &lt;em&gt;I'm becoming a different person now , I realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I have to stop this right now. really, I .. can't take it anymore. I'm breaking down, crying ,screaming in my head. When I came back from the locker, everything I saw was anger, anger and more anger. I hated everyone in this world. I hated my friends, my family, my world , my life.&lt;br /&gt;Lohzhen finally approached me and I totally broke down. Its too much for me..I just cried.&lt;br /&gt;I swore I'll never cry again in school, but I did. And for that, I hated myself more.&lt;br /&gt;The words she told me were really heart-etching, I could not help but remember them.&lt;br /&gt;She told me : " People say that in life , we have only one true friend each . " You will find her one day. So forget her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes,&lt;/em&gt; I really don't feel like I have a true friend now.&lt;br /&gt;True friends stick with you to the end. True friends tolerate with your shortcomings.&lt;br /&gt;True friends makes you feel that you are special. True friends don't abandon one another.&lt;br /&gt;True friends never hurt one another's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;True friends think about your feelings before they say or do anything.&lt;br /&gt;When I met Fayth, I told her everything. Everything that happen these few days. Why i've been so moody , why i've been giving the clique the cold shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;Fayth tells me , to confront , to tell her my true feelings, how I feel , how she's hurting me .&lt;br /&gt;Everyone tells me that , I feel at comfort, knowing finally someone understands me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nadiah ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This post is for you. Its not a bad post, negatively saying you. Its not going to be a complimentary post, positively saying you. Its a post of how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I asked you this question : Is it very obvious I'm mad when I walked out of the door?&lt;br /&gt;You replied , You say you're ok, so i'll take it that you're ok.&lt;br /&gt;After I heard that, my heart almost broked.&lt;br /&gt;How do you not know your BFF is smiling on the outside, but dying in the inside?&lt;br /&gt;How do you not know that I feel like telling you how I really really feel?&lt;br /&gt;You got no idea nadiah, you really got no idea? I don't believe after the 2 years 4 months of friendship, you don't how much I really care about my friends?&lt;br /&gt;You told me you read my previous posts, and said that I'll always be your BFF ever , and wx and cherlyn is just your good friends. You told me to trust you, believe you.&lt;br /&gt;I did, I really did.&lt;br /&gt;But when you were joking about Jiahao's stupid ear studs, I was there with you, standin right next to you. I called you , called you 3 repeated times ! Nadiah, nadiah..nadiah. You just laughed away, not bothering to pay attention to me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether its because you couldn't hear it or not, but it happened so many times.&lt;br /&gt;These months, let me tell you the truth , whenever you're with wanxin and cherlyn, I'm always the odd one out. You girls always have jokes and laugh, while I'll be standing silently like a shadow following you all.&lt;br /&gt;I felt hurt, cause I always remember in sec 2 how fayth, you and I would always walk down the stairs chatting about the guys in our class, how goofy they are, how our partners gave us hell. Then I always laughed loudly cause I don't give a care as long as I have my girlfriends with me. Zafirah liked to get us into horny jokes, fayth will follow along, joyce too. Then we would laughed and laughed and laughed. I missed our old clique, i really do. Because its the times where I gave my most sincere laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, nadiah, you have wanxin and cherlyn, why do you need me for? A standing lamp post? A guide ? Or a following shadow? Wanxin and cherlyn are good friends, I know. Their characters always funny, bubbly and everything you would want in a bff.&lt;br /&gt;So, everytime now, I want to get your attention for something, its like reaching for something impossible. You would always be chatting with wanxin and cherlyn. How am I suppose to interrupt? I can't. Do you see it, nadiah? I don't think we are BFF's anymore, not in the state we are in now. When we went to Fair&amp;amp;price today , you knew I was having a bad mood, but you din't care. You simply din't care. I liked the old nadiah, she was always nagging at me, saying how I worry so much about money , saying how I always seem to hand in my homework, saying how my words ' make sense ' makes her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell this face to face to you very badly, but I know i would break down in tears.&lt;br /&gt;I like to believe this friendship is forever, but you have the two girls.&lt;br /&gt;Let me ask you this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to watch a movie, who would you rather watch it with ? &lt;em&gt;Them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;If you were to complain someone that you hate, who would you rather sms to ? &lt;em&gt;Them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;If you were to have fun and make jokes, who would you rather tell ?&lt;em&gt; Them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;If you were to spend your time , who would you rather give it to ? &lt;em&gt;Them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;If you wanted someone to be there for you, whou would you rather it be? &lt;em&gt;Them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that mabel bff in your heart anymore. Cause now, our times together are gone.&lt;br /&gt;We used to have conferences on the phone, msn in the net, sms in the phone. Neoperints when we shopped, movies together , homework and revision after school , gossiping in recess .&lt;br /&gt;Now when i tell you all this, I bet you are going to say something like this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll pay more attention to you okay, and not hurt your feelings .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I don't want you to do that. I wanted you to understand, understand that now no matter what, wanxin and cherlyn occupied your heart as your bffs. I'm no longer the best girlfriend you ever wanted cause you have THEM. Do you really understand now?&lt;br /&gt;If i have to let go, I will. Maybe this way, I'll become the normal person I am, cheerful , smiling and chatting about studies &amp;amp; saving money all the time. I don't want to become bad-temper girl.&lt;br /&gt;I always swallow back my tears, its hurting, cause the whole time, i keep this in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I had no one to tell.. I really want this to end.&lt;br /&gt;I want to smile and laugh and be old me . I still want you as my BFF. But I know now that you will never pay attention to me like how you did before.&lt;br /&gt;Its okay if you leave, cause I can still fall back on fayth and joyce. Fayth says that no matter what, I can give her a call and tell her everything. I can do this. I must.&lt;br /&gt;I finally said what has been on my mind ever since last year.&lt;br /&gt;I finally did it.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you'll be able to see this post nadiah. I wrote in everything I wanted to say, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really believe there will be one true friend waiting for me at the other end .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-873469613245097773?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/873469613245097773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=873469613245097773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/873469613245097773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/873469613245097773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/da.html' title='da'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6523598244112047136</id><published>2010-04-13T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T07:35:23.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S8R92gZW-MI/AAAAAAAAASE/kdmcpf8-qII/s1600/Jang+guen+suk.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459627023642589378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S8R92gZW-MI/AAAAAAAAASE/kdmcpf8-qII/s200/Jang+guen+suk.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;keheeeeeeeee, i'm absolutely nuts about this korean guy ever since I watched You're Beautiful :) !!&lt;br /&gt;My sis and I would always call him Eyeliner guy :B, cause he wore eyeliner in You're beautiful !!&lt;br /&gt;Hehex, really smitten with him, maybe cause he has small eyes like me, LOL?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna watch Hong Gil Dong after exams. He's starring as the male lead actor !! :O&lt;br /&gt;His Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti Do character is just so nice that I wished he was right in SG :P.&lt;br /&gt;Then I would ask for his autograph and get a photo ! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know what's my cup of tea , Guys that are mysterious, good looking and gives me a sense of security. o.o hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Love Jang Guen Suk to bits ! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope I can stop brooding over that matter .&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/4395658534678880170-6523598244112047136?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6523598244112047136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6523598244112047136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6523598244112047136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6523598244112047136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/keheeeeeeeee-im-absolutely-nuts-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S8R92gZW-MI/AAAAAAAAASE/kdmcpf8-qII/s72-c/Jang+guen+suk.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-8672634111411303327</id><published>2010-04-10T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T21:03:31.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, hatred snowballs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Wow, life sucks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I baked cookies yesterday !! The first few attempts were such a disaster until my sister came to help me. Laughs. The whole mixture was sticky and gooey. Then when I stick it to the cookie sheet and put in the oven, the whole thing melt inside -.-! When I took it out, it was like flat, burnt, and got grilled smell. Lol. Finally, my sister add more flour in the mixture. And kept stirring it to more stiffer dough. Hahax. Finally it worked! I almost gave up on the whole -baking -cookie thing. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;Flattened the dough into shapes I wanted. Stars , circles , moon , heart shapes. And oh, there's also F A Y T H. These 5 letters. heheee. Baked them, ( the underneath got abit burned:x ) So I kept trying until I got good shapes. I think I at least scrubbed the tray off the burnt cookies for like 3 times. Wasted alot of dough and time. From 3 pm till 7pm . I was still baking. Ridiculous right?! haha. But in the end, it was worth it. I gave the cookie a try. Not bad :O. First time baking lehhh. :)&lt;br /&gt;Hope Fayth will like it when I give it to her tmrw, hm. Also bought a friendship book ( cute cartoons inside ! &lt;3 ) and gonna write a letter made of special paper. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's gonna be a surprise for her, can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;You know, Fayth is really a very sweet friend. She's always helping me out in my homework during sec 1 and two. Just that now we are in separate classes, we don't see much of each other anymore. Only in recess and after school ): I can remember that she really loveeeee to eat sweet things, she says it gives her sugar rush. haha. And oh, I still keep the cup she &amp;amp; zafirah gave me as my birthday present. We went shopping alot together with nadiah , and zafirah . I was always sincerely happy back then. This year though, we din't get to go out anymore &gt;&lt;. Its somehow saddening how things really changed so much. But anyway , I still really like her :D&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-8672634111411303327?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/8672634111411303327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=8672634111411303327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/8672634111411303327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/8672634111411303327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-hatred-snowballs.html' title='Sometimes, hatred snowballs.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-7809994984408106736</id><published>2010-04-09T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T03:14:41.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you know I'm happy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S779Zb2aXKI/AAAAAAAAAR8/z4Tf6sWb3e0/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458078411834154146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S779Zb2aXKI/AAAAAAAAAR8/z4Tf6sWb3e0/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept peacefully last night. finally.&lt;br /&gt;The night before,I cried myself to sleep &amp;amp; immediately regretted doing so. Cause the next morning I had puffy eyes -.- luckily nobody in school realised.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Another day in Damai Sec.&lt;br /&gt;- listening to solo Iyaz - now :)&lt;br /&gt;Got mixed feelings  :/&lt;br /&gt;Art early in the morning, Synergy making me have a headache.&lt;br /&gt;My coursework only left 3 weeks ! What am I suppose to do?? Why nowadays my life so &lt;em&gt;messed&lt;/em&gt; up ? -.- Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT NEVERMIND. I'll go do it later on. And oh, my revision for exams. Rushrushrush, I can do it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Recess, ( wasn't really looking forward to it ). But anyway, got myself a plate of vegetable rice &amp;amp; milo packet ! Yeah ! And for once, I din't have to reserve tables. I survived , phew.&lt;br /&gt;Fayth still wanted me to get drinks for her . Ignored, and ate my rice. No way am I gonna do that again.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Nadiah, I know you might have read my previous posts. Cause you were telling Fayth not to ask people get drinks and stuff for her.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I think actually you're the one who would most understand what I'm writing.&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got back to POA. Sat alone, I was glad for that. Wanted to concentrate on POA seriously. And even if nadiah were to sat next to me, I wouldn't have paid attention to our chats.&lt;br /&gt;I have to study POA well , seriously . If I flunk this, I might as well flunk my life.&lt;br /&gt;After that, HMT again. Geez, the test was hard like crap. I had a throbbing headache after that!&lt;br /&gt;And then came art meeting. Held for 3 long hours, wowwww.&lt;br /&gt;Din't have lunch, and zoomed home on 59.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not sure why, I don't really wanna talk to the clique anymore&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Now I know how to keep quiet when they are talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Still, I wanna help Fayth have a good time on her birthday. She's the only one I feel I can turn to right now. Still love you like always, fayth gf (L). OH AND JOYCEYJOY(L)(L). Well, laughs, I'm gonna bake 'fayth cookies'! Its gonna be so cute, that now I can even visualize her smiling her teeth out. HEHE. MONDAYMONDAY .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-7809994984408106736?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/7809994984408106736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=7809994984408106736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/7809994984408106736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/7809994984408106736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-my-own.html' title='How do you know I&apos;m happy?'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S779Zb2aXKI/AAAAAAAAAR8/z4Tf6sWb3e0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-1811729267684923466</id><published>2010-04-08T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T04:06:56.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek in.</title><content type='html'>Ok, I feel better now with chocolates, ice cream and everything :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dad. ^^ Hehex, gonna do homework now :DDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;     Motto:&lt;strong&gt; I CAN DO THIS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-1811729267684923466?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/1811729267684923466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=1811729267684923466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1811729267684923466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1811729267684923466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/peek-in.html' title='Peek in.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-476983582215785141</id><published>2010-04-08T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T01:55:53.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me what to do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S72aDdVyzSI/AAAAAAAAAR0/RHfd58Qai8M/s1600/Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457687707649232162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S72aDdVyzSI/AAAAAAAAAR0/RHfd58Qai8M/s200/Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a really tiring day today.&lt;br /&gt;School once again. In the morning, I even felt like pretending to be sick and not attend school.&lt;br /&gt;Still , I can't avoid school forever , can I?&lt;br /&gt;I still feel resentment in me, can't shake it off. how? tell me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to distract myself with the lessons and teachers. Paying attention to what were they talking and make notes the whole time at my table.&lt;br /&gt;It somehow worked. Mr Faizal's droning of Deterrence &amp;amp; Diplomacy. Mr Tan's physics workbook . HMT's chinese oral reading . Ms Sharifah maths sums .&lt;br /&gt;All these made me occupied, distracting me from my so called ' problems ' now.&lt;br /&gt;I think I can use this method to help with numbing the pain.&lt;br /&gt;I will just keep studying , studying and studying. Ignoring other things that are happening around me. Hey, it might really work :) Even the exams are coming near.&lt;br /&gt;I finally did 2 things that I usually won't do already , although its kinda hard to adapt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first I stopped trying in vain to gain my dear BFF attention anymore. Everytime, almost everytime , during class or assemblys or some event , I would go over to her and try to talk her into a topic. Like , Haha , you haven't done your work? Me too. :D And whenever I do this , she's always chatting with someone. So after she answered my question, she will turn her head back and chat again. And I'll be left standing there, smiling at her reply.&lt;br /&gt;However, today I din't. I made sure I stayed in my seat , and make my notes. I blocked out everything thats happening around me. Although I was sure I could hear her laughing out loud in the background. I forced myself not to turn my head and look at her happy face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing was , I never waited for her anymore. Now , I looked at her , smiled and just walked on. You know, usually I would do this , walk over to where she sit , wait for her like 5-10 mins , then only when she's finished waiting for her another friend in class, then she will finally realized I've actually been waiting :O. But I would just smile and say : Let's go to recess now :)&lt;br /&gt;I've been such a wimp huh. I could have said something like this: Can we go to recess now?&lt;br /&gt;I'm really hungry you know.&lt;br /&gt;But I din't. I put her and my clique as first piority. So I always smile and say I'm okay. I'm Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will really try hard to get rid of my wimpy side. I still remember that whenever the clique goes into the canteen. Everyone scatters to buy food. They did asked me whether I wanted anything. But still, I just smiled and say Nvm, its ok I buy later :)&lt;br /&gt;Then , I will end up sitting alone at one of the canteen tables. Waiting and waiting and waiting ...&lt;br /&gt;I waited for them to come back to the table, cause I know that if I left, we wouldn't have a place to sit. After some time , I realized what I was doing was meaningless. Some of them just walked back slowly like sauntering over to where I sat. I couldn't believed my eyes. here I was, helping reserve seats and everything, but they weren't in a hurry to buy food. From the day I started reserving seats, I have always been doing it. No one offered to reserve seats and let me get my food. Finally, I brought my own food to school. So that I won't look like a stupid person who was chopping seats for her girlfriends. But a person that has her own food, and is revising her notes.&lt;br /&gt;Today I got my drink before I reserve seats, for one reason, I felt happy that I finally got my drinks first before I sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I also din't get drinks for the girls. They had hands and legs. Surely they can get for themselves. I will never ever try to offer to buy drinks for them anymore. Everytime I do that, the whole lot will tell me what I'm supposed to buy and what change was I gonna give. Then I will run to the stall , like a waitress thing, order several of them , walk back to where we sat with my hands full of bottles,milos and everything. I can't believe I really did that. I used to think this : I don't mind helping buy drinks,crackers,food for them :) They are my friends what.&lt;br /&gt;But what happen in the end? I became like a tool. Felt like they friend me cause I'm useful. You get what I mean ? Fayth even hinted at me that she wanted to buy a drink &amp;amp; continue sitting there. I just sat quietly munching my food. I don't want to be a waitress girl anymore. No more.&lt;br /&gt;Girls, I'm your friend. A clique friend . Spare a thought for my feelings please, the feeling is terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-476983582215785141?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/476983582215785141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=476983582215785141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/476983582215785141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/476983582215785141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/tell-me-what-to-do.html' title='Tell me what to do.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S72aDdVyzSI/AAAAAAAAAR0/RHfd58Qai8M/s72-c/Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6476307215005449994</id><published>2010-04-07T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T00:52:59.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflicts..huh.</title><content type='html'>There's lots of things I like to post right now.Okay, I will start with the beginning of my day. As usual , went to parade sqaure ( say bye to sis ) and sat down at where I'm ALWAYS supposed to sit. You know, I don't know why , am I the only one there ? I mean , am I invincible or something. I feel like I'm in my own world when I sat there alone, revising my notes. Its wierd really, how the whole time I keep saying I love my BFFs and stuff like that. But, in the end , guess I'm all alone. I hate the feeling of being there alone , sitting like nobody cares. Well , anyway who heck cares hah , haha. * pathetic laugh*&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me for my ranting huh? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons started after all of us left the parade square. Was glad that Ms Sharifah took the first lesson. Her smile and jokes always lightens me up. Haven't shake off the moody feeling I had, but I really tried to concentrate on the lesson. I did! :/ Then had P.E , the suckiest lesson on History in my LIFE right now. I really can't stand Mr Tan -.- Really. The class had to run 3 toturing runs around the school. I'm surprised I din't faint of dehrydation. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I called out for you , but it seems you were busy at that moment. Will I ever get your attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So, I walked alone back to where I had my water cooler station. Drank and walked slowly back to where Mr Tan gathered us. Can't believed I failed the run. What a failure !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back in the classroom ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social studies were just beginning. Mr Faizal talked in his monotone voice again. Sigh. But this time , I paid full attention, really :) I really want to get good results for my SS. Not for my family, or my friends or my teachers, but for myself. MYSELF. &lt;em&gt;So I don't care if people think I'm such a geek or what. I know I'm boring or wateva. When my friends makes jokes in recess, I won't know how to joke back. But thats who I am. Get it? I mean, accept me for how I am. I can't change cause you say I wasn't humorous enough. I'm not as funny as wx or cherilyn. I'm just me you know. A normal girl that just wants to get good grades and friends that like her for who she is. Not for what people wants her to be.&lt;br /&gt;great, I'm ranting and crying at the same time. What a wet blanket.&lt;br /&gt;Recess time came. Had my prepared lunch and drinks. Sat there, thinking of how empty I feel without Joyce. I think I totally blocked out everyone else that was there with me. Din't feel like talking actually. Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din't had HMT. Was glad for that, I don't think I can stand Mr Wang Zhe talking Chinese today. Not in the mood for complicated chinese passages in my head.&lt;br /&gt;POA lessons, Ms Auntie Amy came in. Felt very squeamish to see that she wore something like what an OL ( Office lady ) would wear. haha. Feeling my POA slipped past me when I got back my test results. 15 half / 20 !! My heart dropped like a heavy iron bar. My mood gone 180 degrees turn. How could this be happening?! God, I can't even bear to tell my dad .&lt;br /&gt;God, what was I doing for the past lessons?! Was I even CONCENTRATING. Yeah, I practically went freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, nadiah said she wanted to sit at aaron there, so as to blow off the sweat stuff from P.E and everything. So , I was like ' yeah sure , why not ' . Anyway, I wouldn't want to vent on her right.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the worst part ever, I mean sitting there thinking about how your life has been these year.&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever screwed up? Have I ever cried? Have I ever mentioned how sensitive I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I knew something was wrong cause I felt like crying. Crying about keeping quiet about things I dislike and yet I still do them.&lt;br /&gt;For the sake of 2 years 4 months friendship, I did lots and lots of things that myself wouldn't even do in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;I treasured this friendship, my friendship in primary school was soooo awful . I din't even want to think about it. Thats why I always like to think that if I put in my efforts for this friendship, my friends will do the same for me too.&lt;br /&gt;Things change. Now Zafirah isn't in the clique anymore. I understand she got her friends.&lt;br /&gt;People change , so does cliques. Now our clique is different, I can feel it. There's still laughter , still jokes , still friends. But , it feels like a routine for me now.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, waiting for friends , chopping seats at tables , buying beverages for friends , sitting down and chat about whats happening in class . And after school ,wait for one another , get to lunch and get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, in school, my feelings get hurt by some few words or actions that they do. But I&lt;br /&gt;will keep telling myself its alright, I'm doing this because they are my good friends. I like whatever things they do. Then after some time, I got used to it. Got used to keeping quiet. I will always brush off the matter then. I still do that daily, keeping mum about things.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I'm also living among a lie, a lie that hurts me too deep. A lie that I don't even want to expose because if I do that , the friendship I treasure so much will just POOF! and gone. The thing that hurts me most is that the person who knows this lie just let it be and hurt me. I can't believe it, wow. Then I think to myself, am I really so unimportant that you just let it be and hurt me? You're actually the closest to me girl, my confidante, my loyal comrade , the one who stand and defend me. I felt hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times I think , has there ever been a time where my friends did something for me? Sacriface something precious to them so to treasure this friendship? Or am I the only one doing all the sacrifaces and giving her best to what seems a very precious friendship? You might think, wow she's really doing these things for her clique? If you were in my shoes, you will find these sacrifaces after some time , too tiring ...&lt;br /&gt;I want to laugh with them, hang out with them and do so much more things. But tell me how to do that? When I think that I'm the only one who is giving her all to this friendship..&lt;br /&gt;I'm really am tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can scream and yell at them about all these stuff, it will just hurt everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-6476307215005449994?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6476307215005449994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6476307215005449994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6476307215005449994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6476307215005449994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/conflictshuh.html' title='Conflicts..huh.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-418706991469335716</id><published>2010-04-05T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T07:29:43.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahaha, very funny -.-</title><content type='html'>OMG . I can't believe I'm still up this hour lol ! Its 10:30 alreadyyy ! And I'm not in bed yet. -.- zzzz. I know I sleep pretty early. Lol , just have the habit :x. I'm soooooooooooooo frustrated over my art coursework . Thats what I've been doing since 8pm. Wtf? ): I finally finished only ONE layout. Woah, damn pathetic. I sitll wonder why Ms candy gave Synergy as the theme. Driving me nuts. I searched the whole internet for synergy and I only understand that its about teamwork . Geeeez. Things get complicated, really. ugh. So in the end, at around 9 . I decided to give a try drawing my sis and I doing Synergy stuff. LOL Unexpected, but true. Laughs, IT WAS SO HARD TO DRAW HUMAN POTRAITS THAT I AT LEAST THREW 4 PAPERS DOWN MY WASTEBASKET. I feel like I'm killing trees ): Hope that Ms Candy will approve of this . x.x The last time I did Synergy , I presented her a runner passing batons in a race. And she rejected it. Saying it wasn't personal enough,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time... pleaseeeeeeee say its okay . If not I really dunknow what to draw for Synergy anymore . Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Alright I wanna sleep right now. If not I'm surely gonna doze in class ^^.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-418706991469335716?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/418706991469335716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=418706991469335716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/418706991469335716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/418706991469335716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/hahaha-very-funny.html' title='Hahaha, very funny -.-'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-7732513172971017352</id><published>2010-04-04T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T05:37:51.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miserable ....not :D</title><content type='html'>I'm eating cup noodles ! Oh great, ever since my maid went to malaysia , I've been chomping ALOT of cup noodles. Hahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owell, I went to GIANTS today. Bought a great deal of stuff. And hey , guess what. I'm not going to eat canteen food anymore !! I hope that this promise will last -.- Okay, anyway , I'm gonna do that by .... bringing food from home, hahaha. :) I have to save money ! to buy colour pencils ! Ughzx, so far ... I've only got an amount of $81 saved from 2 months -.- . I still need like 79 bucks. I CAN DO THIS. I still don't get why the colour pencils is actually 160 bucks. Probably all the shipping cost and brand. Going gaga.&lt;br /&gt;ONCE AGAIN , I CAN DO THIS.&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S NTH IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME RIGHT. :D&lt;br /&gt;Resolution number two ! Lose weight lose weight lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing that ever since I was like secondary one.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. hahaa, obsess about my weight you know.&lt;br /&gt;One thing I realise is that , when you're plump before , and you lose weight , you can never differentiate whether you're thin or fat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the case with me ):&lt;br /&gt;Haha, one thing that makes me laugh is that during recess when I say I'm gonna save money and lose weight stuff like that. I can hear Nadiah saying this : You're only 15, and you're worrying about money ????! Hahaha, its so funny. I can't help but smile.&lt;br /&gt;I realise fayth birthday is coming !! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited :) hehex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-7732513172971017352?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/7732513172971017352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=7732513172971017352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/7732513172971017352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/7732513172971017352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/04/miserable-not-d.html' title='Miserable ....not :D'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-1196236618262991517</id><published>2010-03-26T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T17:32:13.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're out, I'n in &gt;:l</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S61M26EMowI/AAAAAAAAARU/cEqjj1lZ_5g/s1600/266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453099229999047426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S61M26EMowI/AAAAAAAAARU/cEqjj1lZ_5g/s200/266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First up, smiling faces of me &amp;amp; my sis. LAUGHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453099984205567042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S61NiztC1EI/AAAAAAAAARk/WYZRyHFT5L0/s200/264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fayth &amp;amp; joyce :) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S61LpLBtBMI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4VRj8zzIQBQ/s1600/263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453097894522193090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S61LpLBtBMI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4VRj8zzIQBQ/s200/263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah ~ wanxin and cherilyn ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453098249963147282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S61L93JbkBI/AAAAAAAAARE/jVhvi53PQ14/s200/265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kehex, cherilyn and nadiah !! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453099460443059570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S61NEUiVNXI/AAAAAAAAARc/mCDRx_graoQ/s200/267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My lunch, Curry zazzle baked rice. It is really spicy &amp;amp; delicious! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, summary of yesterday :D.&lt;br /&gt;It was Sports day for our Damai Sec yesterday. lolxx. I tell you, the olympic torch always cracks me up ^^.&lt;br /&gt;Hm, sports day was really boooooringgggg.&lt;br /&gt;At first, I couldn't find joyce. So I sat with my sister throughout the whole event. And she totally neglected me! ): Only know how to listen to her phone songs. Sigh, and I sat there rotting.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Anyway, Zafirah ran really fast. Congrats her on getting champions for one of the race :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners came in second in the end. Ugh, why is it always ACHIEVERS. Nvm, our cheer leading was champion anyway. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;After that, fayth, cherilyn , wanxin , nadiah, sis and me went to Tampines to grab a bite and movies! :D&lt;br /&gt;Omg. The bus was like freaking crowded. Dominated by Damaiains! HAHA. We were like all " move in! move in the bus -.-! " lololol. Was really glad to get down the bus at my stop. :/&lt;br /&gt;Went to Swensen's. But the queue was toooo long D: So, we took the escalator downn againnnn..&lt;br /&gt;to PizzaHut's. Finally, sat down to eat. Wanxin and Cherilyn bought our tickets for ' The diary of a wimpy kid ' . Haha, students price! Yeahhh, same goes to the menu lunch :)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was really full. The baked rice made my face looked like a red tomato, I think? Simply cause it was&lt;em&gt; toooo hot&lt;/em&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;Hahaz, but still NICE. Nadiah,joyce and cherilyn got the same too :x.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And the funny thing that happened in Pizzahut was that Fayth felt very thirsty. So she told one of the waitress this. ( P.S Our coke haven't arrived yet )&lt;br /&gt;Fayth : " Can I have&lt;strong&gt; 7&lt;/strong&gt; glasses of water? "&lt;br /&gt;All of us open mouthed. LOL. I mean, WOAH. If plus our coke, we were ending up with 14 cups on our table. The waitress looked at Fayth with  Are -you- kidding- me- face. HAHAHA, very funnehhh. And I kept thinking if the waitress would really get us 7 glass of water.&lt;br /&gt;Nope, she din't xD. Maybe she just took it as a joke. Phewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was really funny. I kept laughing in the theatres. Behind me, even worse.&lt;br /&gt;Greg brother : I'm gonna kill you , literally kill you !! * to Greg.*&lt;br /&gt;* Same as what Greg's best friend said *&lt;br /&gt;Behind me, &lt;strong&gt;bellows of laughter&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHAHAHA. wth -.- LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the movie, after it ended. All of us had to go our separate ways. aw ):&lt;br /&gt;I still shopped around TM with my sister for some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And after that, home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since, I've been damnnnn busy. @_@&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can make it in time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-1196236618262991517?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/1196236618262991517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=1196236618262991517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1196236618262991517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1196236618262991517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/03/youre-out-in-in-l.html' title='You&apos;re out, I&apos;n in &gt;:l'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S61M26EMowI/AAAAAAAAARU/cEqjj1lZ_5g/s72-c/266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5107913704039581200</id><published>2010-03-22T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T06:02:59.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Undestined? Or in the future ?</title><content type='html'>Feel like blogging before I log off the computer (:&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;First day of school! Not a bad start! Although my flu gets in the way alot, zxzx.&lt;br /&gt;Laughs. Have been fb-ing just now since 8 . I went to secretly stalk my friends. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;How playful am I :D&lt;br /&gt;My heart is actually feel with up and downs lately.&lt;br /&gt;There's this particular person which I want to confront, but have no courage.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have a few words for that person.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but would you stop being such a hyprocite? I know my words will sound harsh.&lt;br /&gt;But don't you think its pretty embarrassing that inside you are loathing me but on the outside you are pretending to be miss nice &amp;amp; like me alot. I don't understand why would you wanna do that. I know what you're thinking when you look me with your eyes. Sometimes, I really feel like lashing out my emotions . But I know that will be terribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;So, please , don't be such a fakie. I used to think you were a good friend, someone I like to hang out with. But if you wanna do those hyprocitey stuff , spare me please.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need such a friend then.&lt;br /&gt;Back off , girl . I got no idea when I gonna confront. So STOP okay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That rant was great :D. Okay back to the post, I gonna have a really busy schedule soon. Hope I can still turn up to blog often! And looks like my twitter needs a makeover huh :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-5107913704039581200?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5107913704039581200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5107913704039581200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5107913704039581200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5107913704039581200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/03/undestined-or-in-future.html' title='Undestined? Or in the future ?'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-557458151844950687</id><published>2010-03-21T08:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T08:23:08.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter?</title><content type='html'>*Yawns* I'm so sleepy. Just finished my March holiday work ;x.&lt;br /&gt;Alright gonna sleep !&lt;br /&gt;Its already 11:22 :OOOO !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-557458151844950687?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/557458151844950687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=557458151844950687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/557458151844950687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/557458151844950687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/03/laughter.html' title='Laughter?'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6007039427530278542</id><published>2010-03-20T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T07:17:11.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decideeeddd.</title><content type='html'>HWALAAA :) I'm back to blog boys &amp;amp; girls :D.&lt;br /&gt;You know something ? Its the last second day of March holidays already :OO&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the internet works in my house! Yeah :D. I was so happy I almost cried. Haha, whoops.&lt;br /&gt;xD , hm , so far I haven't finished my March holidays homework ): Saddening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still my Art work - Synergy ! OMG. I don't even know whether its doing the whole coursework or just the layouts. ohnozzz.&lt;br /&gt;Oh , there's still my hmt homework -.- Lun wen. ughz. Chemistry, Physics....:O&lt;br /&gt;Homework are such a hassle . GR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really missed camp ! Missed the drills , shuffling of everyone waking in the morning, ( haha, I sound crazy right? :X ) , the cool pms and ams , and all those really crazy games. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes , I always fantasize myself back at the camp doing the whoosay! and everything. Funny ! :D&lt;br /&gt;Okaydokey, may have to get back to my Down With Love show xD. Its really fab ! Thumbs up :) kehex!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-6007039427530278542?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6007039427530278542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6007039427530278542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6007039427530278542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6007039427530278542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/03/decideeeddd.html' title='Decideeeddd.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6590719557118559664</id><published>2010-03-15T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T01:06:32.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beloved.</title><content type='html'>Hello lovelies (: I know I haven't been updating for the past one month already!!&lt;br /&gt;Time flies, dont they ?&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, my broadband connection at home met some problems. And guess what? Until now it hasn't been fixed ! Aww! So, I'm now currently stucked in school computer lab to do my whatever IT homework here &gt;&lt;. Alright, had been falling sick these few days, right after camp ! haha, yup, has been really awful. Had a fever that hits around 39.0 and continuous vomitting in the middle of the night &amp;amp; adding up a really pain sorethroat, who dosen't think its tortorus? LOL. 3 days camp was really awseome! In my whole entire teenage life, I always hated camps. Seriously -.- Just when I thought this camp would be that way for me too, It wasn't :o Laughs, our class was really really realllllyyyy bonded and united throughout. And moreover, we had fun pm(s) and am(s) too! I can remember the first day where I learnt my first drill with my friends, had my first night on a bunk bed O_O. It was a first experience for me. hahas. Ohoh ! The school had to roll in the mud too , eek! The second day was even better, ( despite the 2 hour- standing inspection matter ) damai had our own victory march. Loved itttt :D. Plus the campfire performance , ( Our class kinda screwed it up though x.x) I was hyper throughout. At the last day , it was unbearable to say farewell . Still, everything has to go back to before right? Now, I'm still missing alot of people. And the unforgettable moments in camp. Tiring, gruelling but unforgettable. P.S I even cried at the last day ! hahs &gt;&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;These camp really is the best experience I had in my 15 years of life.&lt;br /&gt;Won't regret ever :D.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, looks like I gotta get out of comp lab soon. ): Will write when I'm on the net.&lt;br /&gt;Bye againnnnnn ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edited/]&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I can get a shopping trip to Jurong point tomorrow! Hurray! ( even when I'm sick LOL? )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-6590719557118559664?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6590719557118559664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6590719557118559664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6590719557118559664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6590719557118559664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/03/beloved.html' title='Beloved.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6493143105605383457</id><published>2010-02-08T06:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T06:27:21.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burned.</title><content type='html'>I swear I'm totally stressed out. Can feel myself just stop functioning or something.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO PULL THIS TOGETHER, I STILL GOT A GODDAMN CHEM TEST TOMORROW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-6493143105605383457?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6493143105605383457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6493143105605383457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6493143105605383457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6493143105605383457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/02/burned.html' title='Burned.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3930703225799122706</id><published>2010-02-04T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T01:15:55.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insufficient.</title><content type='html'>I've got soooo many things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I simply don't have the time ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, hm. Our tests results are back ! :) POA and SS.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, the day before POA test, I was scribbling like super furiously, cause there wasn't even time to do my other stuff -.- . Anyway, POA um, got 22 upon 22 and a half? Who ever heard of tests having half marks as full marks LOL. SS test i got like 10 / 12 -.- Sigh, never I'll try harder next time. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I finished WX's birthday prezzie and gave it to her already :D. Its a birthday card. And you know something?&lt;br /&gt;I owe her that present since 2009 -.- WTHZX. laughs! A handmade card. kehhex. Wonder if she likes it? wx, you still owe me one too yeah :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something made me damn angry/about-to-cry matter. Ughhh, yesterday , while I was buying food with nadiah at canteen. I placed my pe attire and my poa homework + stationarys at one of the tables. Soooo, when I came back, I saw my stationaries gone. Omg, like wth? Who steals STATIONARYS. Unreasonable people! I was like , shit , I'm gonna find that person out and stab him or something. Gah, I know its a guy -.- Cause surroundings were all guys.&lt;br /&gt;Crap you know. At least if I misplaced it , I won't feel so sad. But people steal it while I was away , thats freaking despicable !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE PERSON WHO STEAL MY STUFF, WATCH OUT OKAY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, yesterday I also did some decorating on the notice board. Helped to draw a Handball figure. Hope it turns out nice :)&lt;br /&gt;Also, I went to TM with nadiah and herda just now with my sis to get nadiah's handphone cover :) The cover is purple! nice :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Valentine's day is coming, and the student leaders are going to help deliver roses. Geez, our class ordered until the page was almost filled up.&lt;br /&gt;I rather do something special to give to my clique and teachers by myself than buy roses :) Sincere eh? Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, I thinks thats all. Wow, what a wordy post :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3930703225799122706?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3930703225799122706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3930703225799122706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3930703225799122706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3930703225799122706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/02/insufficient.html' title='Insufficient.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3814578838553831538</id><published>2010-01-24T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T06:19:43.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>zombie-like.?Yup, likely.</title><content type='html'>Ohmygawd, my mom bought a whole box of ZTP fish essence or (something like that?) back home yesterday. -.- ?!&lt;br /&gt;Shucks, I gulped down the whole thing like it was plain water. But, unluckily, it tastes like ... mud+water! GEEZ. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZAFIRAH !!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I would love to give you a gift &amp;amp; a great hug right now, but its a sunday , &amp;amp; so I would only get to see you tomorrow. :) Hope you enjoy-ed your day today hehex. You're also one year older ! :D ( i'm younger than her by a few months, phew. )&lt;br /&gt;Yup , many wishes to you and xoxo girlfriend! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, currently my eyelids feels like drooping , getting heavier and heavier. I'm really sleepy ! I wonder why ? o.o Must be all the overload of housechores and homework. ): I really need to find time to balance my time evenly. sighhh. Great, tomorrow's MONDAY once again. I have to face with the CCAs session , ( I dunno why, but I'm not looking forward to it anymore &gt;&lt; ) &amp;amp; boring lessons in the humid weather.&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygoodness, please . don't let me fall alseep during class tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I really need to concentrate , as there are test coming up this week !&lt;br /&gt;I can do it ! I can do it ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEST( reminder for my own :x )&lt;br /&gt;- Social studies ( my first ss test! :O )&lt;br /&gt;- English ( writing text , crap ohnozzz. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3814578838553831538?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3814578838553831538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3814578838553831538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3814578838553831538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3814578838553831538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/01/zombie-likeyup-likely.html' title='zombie-like.?Yup, likely.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-129533845455060896</id><published>2010-01-15T22:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:45:17.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S1FgQCj3PTI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KPVUZ7Ossi8/s1600-h/CCF01162010_00000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427224854639623474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S1FgQCj3PTI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KPVUZ7Ossi8/s200/CCF01162010_00000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (*scans)&lt;br /&gt;YES,I FINALLY FINISHED THE COLOURING ~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;HAPPYYYYYY , I SPENT 4 HOURS ON IT LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-129533845455060896?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/129533845455060896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=129533845455060896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/129533845455060896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/129533845455060896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/01/long-time.html' title='A long time.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S1FgQCj3PTI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KPVUZ7Ossi8/s72-c/CCF01162010_00000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-8307882554811675741</id><published>2010-01-14T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:50:37.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I doing -.-</title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;goingggg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;crazyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;this morning was terrible, at least for me.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Candy said my colouring was no good at all ): , broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I admit , my colouring really sucks. Ugh, what to do!&lt;br /&gt;So, I did some colouring at home again.&lt;br /&gt;Give me some advice? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Frustrating&lt;/span&gt; !!! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S1Ac-erhaSI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KcptdA563lk/s1600-h/Flower1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426869410694523170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S1Ac-erhaSI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KcptdA563lk/s200/Flower1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S1Adb5lfESI/AAAAAAAAAQk/W6QbvFcbOvE/s1600-h/flwoer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426869916133167394" style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S1Adb5lfESI/AAAAAAAAAQk/W6QbvFcbOvE/s200/flwoer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do this well. hppmmhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Moreoever, I don't have the blender to blend in the colours . ): sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-8307882554811675741?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/8307882554811675741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=8307882554811675741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/8307882554811675741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/8307882554811675741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-am-i-doing.html' title='What am I doing -.-'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S1Ac-erhaSI/AAAAAAAAAQU/KcptdA563lk/s72-c/Flower1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3971651522508439532</id><published>2010-01-14T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T03:01:42.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel funny.</title><content type='html'>Watched Avatar last night. Was really a super great movie :) Actually can watched it online, but my dad insisted on going to the movies. Spent 28 bucks, I felt heartpain for that. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;The Na'vi are really mystic ' smurf ' people. I like their hair! It can connect to any living thing LOL. The whole family kept joking about connecting our hair to what we love :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, Family problems again. All about those ***** stuff .. Well, if I grow up, I will make sure I will never suffer any of that again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I gotta study hard right now. And get a great future.&lt;br /&gt;Kehex. Tomorrow's ART. I can't wait! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3971651522508439532?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3971651522508439532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3971651522508439532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3971651522508439532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3971651522508439532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-feel-funny.html' title='I feel funny.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-2823253355014653915</id><published>2010-01-11T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T06:13:36.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we crazy ?</title><content type='html'>I still remembered last night.&lt;br /&gt;It was around 10.55 pm when I went bloghopping around the net. Suddenly, I saw Wx's post about the NRIC photo. Then, my head was dizzy like crap. LOL, I started screaming oh shit , woah die. Luckily, my dad was around the corner. I faster changed into my clean clothes, rush down to meet him where he fetches me to the booth at pasir ris interchange. Phew x.x !&lt;br /&gt;My sister tagged along. And both lightbulbs kept laughing outside the booth. I WAS LIKE. OH NO this and that. cause I forgot bring my hair clip. and so on. Sigh, so I had to keep adjusting my stupid fringe -.- both still kept laughing.So i took my photo with an extra large smile.&lt;br /&gt;haizzzz. ):&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, the whole storyline is : We went there in the middle of the night just to get a instant photo . At 11.55 then did we reach home O_O.&lt;br /&gt;LOL :D. I will remember this forever. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-2823253355014653915?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/2823253355014653915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=2823253355014653915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2823253355014653915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2823253355014653915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/01/are-we-crazy.html' title='Are we crazy ?'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-4183641852356492478</id><published>2010-01-09T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:42:12.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idling away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S0hBWp19hiI/AAAAAAAAAP8/aSwx6bP0hfk/s1600-h/Marley%26Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424657608612873762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S0hBWp19hiI/AAAAAAAAAP8/aSwx6bP0hfk/s200/Marley%26Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently at home, reading Marley &amp;amp; Me.&lt;br /&gt;What a great book ! I kept laughing to myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Just now at lunch, my dad and sis thought I was somehow crazy. Cause I got this stupid smile. LOL! :) It would be great to have such a hyper active dog in my house. laughs, I bet my life will be turn upside and down rather.&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I lost the birthday present that Fayth gave me last yearrrr ! WHERE ARE YOU BELOVED BOOKMARK(!) D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I realised I can't draw face portraits really well , how? :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-4183641852356492478?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/4183641852356492478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=4183641852356492478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4183641852356492478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4183641852356492478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/01/idling-away.html' title='Idling away.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/S0hBWp19hiI/AAAAAAAAAP8/aSwx6bP0hfk/s72-c/Marley%26Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-4163015407907086559</id><published>2010-01-08T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T18:24:49.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No regrets?</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'll just be updating about yesterday's stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had assembly early the morning, Mr Toh ( the principal ) was wearing a really wierd green shirt that don't even suit him. LOL, it was real funny that you keep thinking your principal has no fashion sense. Hm, I din't even bring my reading materials. But wasn't caught :D. Oh, luckily I wore the dress down day tee , hehex. Its much better to wear that than a uniform -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;After school, was really surprised to see dad come pick me up. Afterall, what are the chances of him fetching me home? Probably 50-50 . hahahaa xD. Yup, got home and changed to art camp tee. He fetched me back to school again :O This time w/o my super duper heavy schoolbag. laughs, went to library , wanted to get a few art books so I could practice at home. But there wasn't any ): Borrowed two books, then realised it was already 3pm ! ran to art room ( which was just opposite -.- ) saw everyone preparing their hands with ' Join us ! ' or ' Art Club ' :/&lt;br /&gt;Haha, then I kept disturbing Chin wei to help me draw on my arms too. x.x Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to atrium, got prepared for the art club booth. Was really busy, coughs. hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ready everything, then started to see the sec 1 all over the place. Its like .. One moment you're there stoning , the next you see many sec 1's around you. Funny uh? :P My sister kept coming to me , when I had to give out my flyers. ugh. Can't she see I was busy ' working ' ? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;What a bee. Yah ,kept screaming. But others scream even louder. Especially dance and guzheng. We were sandwiched between both clubs. Lmao, voices got louder. parents covering their ears. Can't even hear what i'm talking when I'm promoting art club to sec 1s. Well, thats all about the exhibition. Hope there will be many sec 1s joining.&lt;br /&gt;My sis may join netball, who knows? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohno, gotta run now. before I get late for my appointment with my cousin :x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-4163015407907086559?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/4163015407907086559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=4163015407907086559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4163015407907086559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4163015407907086559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-regrets.html' title='No regrets?'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-1860097849993632918</id><published>2010-01-08T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T07:36:59.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I COME BACK TO BLOGGER AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR ITS THE LAST TIME I CHANGE MY URLS &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;SORRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-1860097849993632918?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/1860097849993632918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=1860097849993632918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1860097849993632918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1860097849993632918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-again.html' title='not again.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-8960750630276381458</id><published>2009-11-01T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:07:25.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something. &amp; Forever (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Shontelle Battle Cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been deep in the trenches&lt;br /&gt;Aint that friendship&lt;br /&gt;Its not always roses (But)&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows this&lt;br /&gt;We stuck in this battle field&lt;br /&gt;I know just how you feel&lt;br /&gt;Standin up for us (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Ima be a soldier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me hope (hope)&lt;br /&gt;You give me strength (strength)&lt;br /&gt;I'd give you better than I could ever give myself&lt;br /&gt;Always know that (that)&lt;br /&gt;I got your back (your back)&lt;br /&gt;Dont matter wherever&lt;br /&gt;As long as were together (we've been through too much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been through too much&lt;br /&gt;Time for us to group up&lt;br /&gt;Come on and lets stand up now for us&lt;br /&gt;This is our battle cry&lt;br /&gt;Promise you that im certified&lt;br /&gt;All we gotta do is stand up now for us&lt;br /&gt;This is our battle cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey Hey-ey Hey Hey Hey-ey Hey Hey Hey-ey&lt;br /&gt;This is our battle cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard when the night falls&lt;br /&gt;And i don't get your phone calls&lt;br /&gt;Your everything to me&lt;br /&gt;You heal me when these bullets go through me&lt;br /&gt;And if i had to retreat&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll fall back with me&lt;br /&gt;And if you got problems&lt;br /&gt;You already know whose going to solve 'em&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give me hope (hope)&lt;br /&gt;You give me strength (strength)&lt;br /&gt;I'd give you better than i could ever give myself&lt;br /&gt;Always know that (that)&lt;br /&gt;I got your back (your back)&lt;br /&gt;Dont matter wherever&lt;br /&gt;Because we'll always be together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been through too much&lt;br /&gt;Time for us to group up&lt;br /&gt;Come on and lets stand up now for us&lt;br /&gt;Standing Up For Us&lt;br /&gt;This is our battle cry&lt;br /&gt;Promise you that im certified&lt;br /&gt;All we gotta do is stand up now for us&lt;br /&gt;This is our battle cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its time to get focused&lt;br /&gt;I aint saying nothing man&lt;br /&gt;You already know this&lt;br /&gt;So when called flow, then flow this&lt;br /&gt;And if you need to swim&lt;br /&gt;I'ma bring a boatless floatless&lt;br /&gt;Now i dont need to sound so manotnis&lt;br /&gt;If you need something from me&lt;br /&gt;Call me i got this&lt;br /&gt;And i dont give you what you need from me&lt;br /&gt;And Ima be right there when I need to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been through too much&lt;br /&gt;Time for us to group up (C'mon)&lt;br /&gt;Come on and lets stand up now for us (As long as were together we've been through too much) This is our battle cry&lt;br /&gt;Promise you that im certified&lt;br /&gt;All we gotta do is stand up now for us (Standing up for us-uss)&lt;br /&gt;We've been through too much&lt;br /&gt;Time for us to group up Come on and lets stand up now for us (Standin up for us)&lt;br /&gt;This is our battle cry&lt;br /&gt;Promise you that im certified&lt;br /&gt;All we gotta do is stand up now for us&lt;br /&gt;This is our battle cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey Hey (This is our battle cry) hey Hey Hey hey Hey Hey (This is our battle cry )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEDICATED TO FAYTH,JOYCE,ZAFIRAH,HERDA &amp;amp; NADIAH.&lt;br /&gt;Love you girls &lt;3&lt;zafirah,nadiah&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-8960750630276381458?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/8960750630276381458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=8960750630276381458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/8960750630276381458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/8960750630276381458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/11/something-forever.html' title='Something. &amp; Forever (:'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3877025521349727183</id><published>2009-10-01T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T06:36:54.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post .</title><content type='html'>GEEZ, this is like the 100th post?&lt;br /&gt;And . BLOGGER FINALLY BACK TO NORMAL?!&lt;br /&gt;Wth. Just when I changed to onsugar -.- -.- -.- !&lt;br /&gt;Forget it, here's my URL for onsugar blog :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thyloved.onsugar.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;http://thyloved.onsugar.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOGOGOOGOGO. My first post is uploaded already (:&lt;br /&gt;I will still be partly active in this blog though :B. But my latest posts will be on onsugar kays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3877025521349727183?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3877025521349727183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3877025521349727183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3877025521349727183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3877025521349727183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/10/100th-post.html' title='100th post .'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-4466577885288372455</id><published>2009-09-11T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T04:56:27.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger BIG problems (?)</title><content type='html'>SIGHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong with Blogger already ?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Getting kind of fed up ): Uh.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can go wordpress like nadiah , or onsugar ? &lt;br /&gt;Not sure , * knits eyebrows *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-4466577885288372455?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/4466577885288372455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=4466577885288372455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4466577885288372455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4466577885288372455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogger-big-problems.html' title='Blogger BIG problems (?)'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-699396165973995320</id><published>2009-09-03T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:48:52.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger -.-</title><content type='html'>YAY. I FINISHED MY DAMN HUMANITIESSSSSSSSS !&lt;br /&gt;Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Fayth was whooping with joy. &lt;br /&gt;But my history was like .. oh bummer. My hand could say is suan until -.-? ..&lt;br /&gt;Yup, geography i think my time managament was super bad. But at least I finished it just as Mr Sheikh said : " Drop your pens &amp; stop writing. " Woahhahahaha. Damn wierd, then I kept laughing to myself. I'm such a wierdo :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, guess what? all these exam stuff. Made me stay away from ALL kinds of games electronics and so on ; ( the list goes on , omfg ). Uh-huh, I made myself a curfew not to touch any games stuff. Haha, &amp; I DID IT :D. Happyhappy. Now, i'm just using 1 hour of the computer net time. After that , myabe go study science or holiday work. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce asked me ystd : " Mabel, why you always like so despo despo for marks one uh? "&lt;br /&gt;                    : " No idea, just wanna get E2? "&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah told me today : " Mabel, you really seem like the person that go for all the marks one. "&lt;br /&gt;                     : " *Grins like alot* Haha JOYCE SAID THE SAME TOO&gt;&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously,&lt;br /&gt;think its in my blood gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-699396165973995320?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/699396165973995320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=699396165973995320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/699396165973995320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/699396165973995320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/09/blogger.html' title='Blogger -.-'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-2522325649317711125</id><published>2009-08-17T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T05:15:14.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to 100th post :D</title><content type='html'>OMG EARTH-SHATTERING NEWWWWWWS.&lt;br /&gt;I JUST REALISED THAT NEW MOON IS COMING IN DECEMBER. OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, sorry! I'm just a super uber triple quadruplet fan of Twillight saga series you know. *coughs*&lt;br /&gt;Heh, geeeeeez. I'm so so so so so so so so so so so gonna watch it. BELLA&amp;amp;EDWARD.&lt;br /&gt;Omg no, Edward Cullen! The hottie crush I have on. LOLZX.&lt;br /&gt;If edward was as handsome or much handsom-er than robert pattinson, it is something willing to die for!&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, maybe I would buy the whole DVD box series if it came out?&lt;br /&gt;So I can rewatch it over &amp;amp; over again. Muah (;&lt;br /&gt;I'm GONNA GO WATCH THE TRAILER NOW IN YOUTUBE :D. Seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-2522325649317711125?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/2522325649317711125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=2522325649317711125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2522325649317711125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2522325649317711125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/08/countdown-to-100th-post-d.html' title='Countdown to 100th post :D'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5238891794573471803</id><published>2009-08-13T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T04:54:33.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New hairstyle, ewk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Burrrrrrpppppppppp, &lt;/em&gt;laughs. I have finished my dinner already ^^.&lt;br /&gt;Feels full to the max.  Kay, before that. I show you some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[ I can't upload it on blogger, soon! ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO TOTALLY MESSED UP RIGHT?! And, yet, my parents still say its Neat.&lt;br /&gt;God, actually. It is totally my sister's fault okay :B . Before dinner, my dad brought us to the Changi beach for a walk ( I don't know why? Heck. ) It's my mum's off day today, and she specially love wind-weathers.&lt;br /&gt;.... When we reach the place, my hair was flying ALL over my face. &lt;em&gt;what a mess! -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so my smart aleck sister tied up my hair any o how. &amp;amp; she say it will look good? Something like that. I was gonna trust her. But when i touch it, I WAS OMGGG-ing. lol ! But she din't even let me put down my hair. Say its destroying her masterpiece. Yuh, like real .  Heh, So I took a photo of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really that good?&lt;br /&gt;Ew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-5238891794573471803?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5238891794573471803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5238891794573471803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5238891794573471803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5238891794573471803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-hairstyle-ewk.html' title='New hairstyle, ewk?'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-841603477524874281</id><published>2009-08-09T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T03:57:50.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something.</title><content type='html'>Its the 44th national day today, &amp;amp; I'm watching the celebration show now.&lt;br /&gt;You know.&lt;br /&gt;one thing I dislike about the whole thing is.&lt;br /&gt;They keep polluting the air don't they?&lt;br /&gt;From the black smoke in the beginning till all the fireworks .&lt;br /&gt;Ah, its contributing to the global warming! ):&lt;br /&gt;why don't they use less eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-841603477524874281?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/841603477524874281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=841603477524874281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/841603477524874281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/841603477524874281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/08/something.html' title='Something.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-1434702899282122083</id><published>2009-08-04T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T04:03:05.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand new start!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeaaaaaaaa , blogger is back to normal ! Well..at least &lt;em&gt;some parts&lt;/em&gt; of it? * smirks *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm so UTTER EMBARASSED TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Geez ! I was taking the bus home , but I alighted at the SAFRA bus stop . So I could take another bus back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh My God. I was just reading my book, when suddenly I looked to my right, ( just to see if there was my bus? ) &lt;em&gt;f***&lt;/em&gt; ! I saw &lt;em&gt;ZA&lt;/em&gt; -.- . Yes, its ZA. that so called enemy-friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't even know what status i'm with , with that person .Hey, I realised that person actually looks the same alright! - i'm trying to be sacarstic :B. Agh, I blinked around, acting like nothing just happened. ( Phew! He was looking at the bus directory board! ) Yup, the next thing I did was , walked off from my seat &lt;em&gt;CALM-Y&lt;/em&gt; ( as if -.- ) Then, just great , i &lt;strong&gt;DROPPED&lt;/strong&gt; my wallet. clumsily , oh shoot. dieing from redness of face. &amp;amp; what good luck. he was still looking at the board. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Uh-huh .. the two guys were somemore trying to fidget their way to my seat? God, I were like some frantic cat trying to find a shelter or what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sigh, I think that enemy-friend saw me or watsoeva. I don't believe that he alighted the bus &amp;amp; yet not see me. A white-red uniform girl sitting like a woodblock , reading some pinky book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Geez. EMBARASSMENTT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kay, he got on the bus 59, while I got on my 28 . Luckylucky? I don't think I like a face-off with that person. Puuu-oh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm tired with the exhibition already. I guess I'll be signing off.&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes, I'll be MIA-ing sooner or later (: So, yup. But still, tag me alright!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAGS;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jensen:&lt;/strong&gt; the post ..is so what? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sophia:&lt;/strong&gt; LOL why HAWHAW? Why not HORHOR! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-1434702899282122083?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/1434702899282122083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=1434702899282122083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1434702899282122083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1434702899282122083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/08/brand-new-start.html' title='Brand new start!'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3421029297557972355</id><published>2009-07-30T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T03:58:19.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder what should I write bout today ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great load of things happened.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm not gonna say them out, its too much for words to describe them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself , even if I were to cry , I wouldn't cry infront of them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yes, I did today. They asked me,&lt;br /&gt;why did I cry?&lt;br /&gt;yes.. why did I cry? I even ask myself .&lt;br /&gt;I think I finally knew why. When I first shed a tear, Zaf &amp;amp; Joyce looked so concerned. Then I thought, I'm lucky, having girlfriends like them. But.&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship was drifting away. Its like.. I couldn't do anything to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sheez, the next moment I was running to the toilet. When they showed me that much concern, I was , you know , stumped. I realise how important they were. They helped me pulled through my first year of secondary life. Without them , I'm probably a nobody.&lt;br /&gt;We all once celebrates one anothers birthday, with cakes,presents &amp;amp; even going out. Once, Fayth baked a cake for Joyce, adding up that we bought her a fat octopus? Moreover, did you know, fayth ? That actually nadiah &amp;amp; me wanted to bake you something for your birthday this year? Haha, but we gave up on that plan soon after..We made nicknames for each other. Nadiah..cupcake. Fayth , bubuchacha( haha?). Joyce ( Joyceyjoy!) Zafirah,(horny babe ._.) Herda , I'm not really sure :B.&lt;br /&gt;We argued about religious stuff, talk crap, gossiped on the benches that we sat in canteen. Laughed about being racist all the time. Helping me during E-learning, when my computer broke down. Going for a cinema movie during holidays. Watching my first 3-D movie with you girls. Eating ice-cream which is sooo expensive at hagden daz , instead of going to burger's king. Project works not done in one another's house as we spent too much time playing &amp;amp; messing up. Eating Petal Mac for the very first time. Studying last minute for a test ,together during recess.. It makes me laugh when I mention all these. I felt like we did lots of stupid but cute things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriends are for life. They share your pain, sorrow and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;When you have troubles, you turn to them.&lt;br /&gt;When you are happy, you laugh with them. Its all these small lil things that they do , that makes such a big role in my life. Whatever happens now, I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;But I know that I will not see this friendship break down. I know this is a sensitive subject , but..&lt;br /&gt;Herda , I'm not even sure whether we are still best friends. However, one thing i'm certain. She shared tons of memories with us. If I were to forsake her just cause she makes friends &amp;amp; hang out with the other, the past 1 year half wouldn't be called friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Its call being a total phony.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has the freedom to choose their friends, including her. Nobody is constrained to one ring of girlfriends.If she does hang out with the other, she probably has her own reasons for doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Nadiah, my opinions don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Its your choice to make friends, not mine. Although.. I have to admit, I cannot accept them , no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too reserved around other girls.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I think I'm only comfortable around you,zaf,joyce &amp;amp; fayth eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I've said what's on my mind. Its been such a long time since I made such a lengthy speech. Laughs, the burden is off. Feel relieved, actually :D.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;I solemnly swear I won't cry AGAIN infront of my girlfriends for what happen today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if i made you girls worried (:&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I said.&lt;br /&gt;You girls are my pillars of support.&lt;br /&gt;Without them, I collapse.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Nadiah,Fayth! P-H-O-N-Y eh! Remember what we joked about it today? LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3421029297557972355?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3421029297557972355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3421029297557972355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3421029297557972355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3421029297557972355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-wonder-what-should-i-write-bout-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5649731427443200201</id><published>2009-07-24T20:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:11:50.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;why does friends backstabs each other nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems simple already. My school life, everything, all screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody in class seems to be 'aiming' enemy stares or what.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this stuff , all this shit.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm losing faith in my friends, school life, family. .&lt;br /&gt;Almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;I want things to go back to what they were before.&lt;br /&gt;Just before, I went bloghopping. All of em' seem to be killing one another with their words.&lt;br /&gt;Does this even do any good?&lt;br /&gt;Instead of begrudging, why not try to solve it?&lt;br /&gt;It sucks being involved, it fustrates me that I probably never will get out of this situation.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, can you all stop this already?&lt;br /&gt;ALL YOUR DUMB FIGHTS?&lt;br /&gt;Can't you girls think that, when you're doing this stuff, some other friendship gets ruined? Cold wars, cold wars .. screw them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that when I post this up, someone is bound to badmouth me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I even care now, everyday in my life, all this stuff happens.&lt;br /&gt;It just numbs me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-5649731427443200201?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5649731427443200201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5649731427443200201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5649731427443200201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5649731427443200201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/07/h.html' title=''/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-1003066004978773613</id><published>2009-07-17T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T01:01:52.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer repaired, at lastt (:</title><content type='html'>At long last -.- Computer repaired !&lt;br /&gt;It took soooo long till i feel like hammering the repairman. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;After all that e-learning stuff in school, it makes me tired just thinking that I was so unlucky to have computer spoiled during that time.&lt;br /&gt;But now, all the memory inside all gone ): makes me sooo sad.&lt;br /&gt;I have to redownload flash players, msn , songs , omg so much more .&lt;br /&gt;I rather not have another computer repair :B.&lt;br /&gt;Adobe flash player still 66% . Agh, slowwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me if Local Area Connection 100Mbps means slow or fast?&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know , LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I have to wait for adobe to install before going to facebook :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tags;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ryl :&lt;/strong&gt; Laughs Cheryl , I love your blogskin too! (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-1003066004978773613?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/1003066004978773613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=1003066004978773613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1003066004978773613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1003066004978773613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/07/computer-repaired-at-lastt.html' title='Computer repaired, at lastt (:'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-2767839527331748844</id><published>2009-07-07T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:31:57.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elearning-ing.</title><content type='html'>2nd day of Elearning.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the computer lab with all the noises :B.&lt;br /&gt;Oh seriously, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Its no fun without fayth here uh ):&lt;br /&gt;kayyyy, she's on ebuddy with me now! Wierd that i'm talking with her through the net.&lt;br /&gt;Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Hmhm, I can finished all my Elearning by 12. Great. :D&lt;br /&gt;now, I'm waiting for the next period at 10.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; please. Don't make my tagboard deadddddddddd . ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BTW,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i soooo love nadiah. reading her blog makes me laugh all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the birthday wishes :DDDDDDDGRINS.&lt;br /&gt;haha, if she got a tagboard, I guess I would have spammed her lots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-2767839527331748844?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/2767839527331748844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=2767839527331748844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2767839527331748844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2767839527331748844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/07/elearning-ing.html' title='Elearning-ing.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-153627212859724763</id><published>2009-07-06T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:21:19.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY. 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MABEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh geez, my computer is now under maintenace . So I don't even have a computer to do my E-learning and everything for the whole entire week. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Hmms, i'm gonna blog about 4th July (: my once in a year birthday. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Fayth,zafirah,nadiah &amp;amp; me went out to celebrate :P . Its really sweet, yea know.&lt;br /&gt;I was wishing that Joyce could go, but her mum says there was her cousin coming over. .. so you know , she couldn't come ): herda had her speech day going on. So, yup .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYWAYYYY,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day was a serious blurry of events, gosh. First, my dad fetched me to fayth's house where I will take MRT with her. I got blisters on my feet by then . -.- haha.&lt;br /&gt;All of us decided that we could all get together at City Hall interchange!! haha, but guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Fayth &amp;amp; I got stood up by zafirah and nadiah. aiyahhhhhh? They both were late for around half an hour , i think? laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Can't guess out why was birthday girl stood up. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, went to book tickets for Ice Age 3. YESSSSSSSSSSS, :) 3-D version some more.&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah blanjah me the ticket worh. $13, &lt;em&gt;expensive&lt;/em&gt; crap!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't watched a single 3-D movie with any of those funky spectacles. :P&lt;br /&gt;Zaf told me that if one lost it, have to pay $120 ! Omfg, so much to pay for -.- .&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I bought a nacho's combo &amp;amp; entered the cinema with them. yay-ness :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Movie ended&lt;/em&gt;, the spectacles were really slippery, always ending down my nose. wahlau! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Normal movies are really better :D, laughs.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we were like going hyper. So.......&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;The next moment, we were jaywalking Everywhere. I Say EVERYWHERE. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super terrified. But fayth &amp;amp; zafirah kept walking on. pangsehing me behind with nadiah.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, &amp;amp; got one time. Nadiah almost got knocked by a car ( around 1 cm! REAL, NOT FAKE ).&lt;br /&gt;I just stared and stared . I couldn't believe she was so near it. Omg. I stood next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; went window-shopping.&lt;br /&gt;REAL FUN OKAYZX.&lt;br /&gt;went to Espirit , Long Island ( duh, a shop! ) &amp;amp; many others. The dresses there could cost from 39.90 to 99 bucks. wtf? laughs, I tried on two 99 dollars dresses. pink &amp;amp; white. White was really great looking lo! ;D Zaf asked to buy for birthday present, HAHA. Turns out they were joking. Blahh.&lt;br /&gt;I could never afford that kinda dress -.- not affordable anyway, heh.&lt;br /&gt;Fayth had to go home, so the trio of us went for Burger King's.&lt;br /&gt;Ate, &amp;amp; MRT-ed home :D.&lt;br /&gt;I love that day. &lt;3! But if my computer wasn't under repairs, I would have onlined &amp;amp; say hello to my girlfriends and BFF's on net. pfft ._.&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm in school.&lt;br /&gt;DOING E-LEARNING. AGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, I'm officially 14 now ^^.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S My computer gets okay in 1 week later. Shit? How timely, during my e-learning week. geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tags;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nadiah&lt;/strong&gt;: THANKS NADIAHHH, THANKS FOR THE TICKETS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanxin&lt;/strong&gt;: Thankyouthankyou! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;herda&lt;/strong&gt;: haha, your 'hepi belated bdae' so cute! tyvm (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gina&lt;/strong&gt; : Yup, my belated birthday. thanks anyway, love you :P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-153627212859724763?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/153627212859724763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=153627212859724763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/153627212859724763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/153627212859724763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-09.html' title='BIRTHDAY. 09'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3393244424364136434</id><published>2009-06-25T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T05:20:25.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays extension?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Holidays extension ! I want it badly ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, today is like the last week of june holidays.. kinda exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, btw. H1N1 cases in SG has risen up to 148(if i'm not wrong -.o)!! I was actually hoping the government extend the holiday just a week. ):&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Fayth's house back then.&lt;br /&gt;Umh, the whole day very busy indeed. :l&lt;br /&gt;I even skipped my lunch &amp;amp; now, I can only wait till 9+ to eat dinner. Zomg.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo i'm now super HUNGRY till I can probably gobble up much. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Watched Transformers today! Viola, its very dramatic you know. The whole thing,movie, or whatever you call it :P.&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh, the Bumblebee couldn't talk though ( throughout the movie! ) it had to use music to say words . Something like that . LOL, I actually liked how he sound in the first relevation of Transformers ._. Ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the movie. Went home, &amp;amp; had to pick Sophia at the bedok mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;We were gonna do the science moviemaking, sheez.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, I skipped lunch due to the fustrating need to RUSH.&lt;br /&gt;Its like rushrushrush, ' where you..' ' oh, you're there? okay, i'll reach there ASAP . "&lt;br /&gt;Rush like mad. Very kanchiong -.- Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umhhhh, another day I saw this dress from a department store. Its like real Awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hm, knee high. Colours, green, white, black. &amp;amp; horh. Its those kind of spaghetti straps. Yup,those kind. My aunt was having a shopping spree with me &amp;amp; my sister that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SAW IT&lt;/strong&gt;. It was really nice-looking, good for a bridesmaid dress.&lt;br /&gt;I was also thinking, ' wow, this good for the dress in my cousin's wedding . '&lt;br /&gt;Yes, absolutely. LOL gosh. But it was 79 bucks. The dress, AHGHZX.&lt;br /&gt;I think I just have to find another to replace it -.- Its so kewlllllll , till I rushed to the fitting room &amp;amp; tried it. Super awesome, the dress fit completely. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now&lt;/em&gt;, I'm msn-ing with tim. He's pestering me horh, not me. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Eh tim, if you see this. Heh don't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you asked me to mention you here, whaaha.&lt;br /&gt;*Grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3393244424364136434?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3393244424364136434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3393244424364136434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3393244424364136434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3393244424364136434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/06/holidays-extension.html' title='Holidays extension?'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-1314603361940347130</id><published>2009-06-19T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:23:45.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayami Mocomichi (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/Sjxiy_ZCT4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/iw_4ifrHjUc/s1600-h/Hayami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349259085558730626" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/Sjxiy_ZCT4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/iw_4ifrHjUc/s200/Hayami.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;HAYAMI MOCOMICHI * Smileeeeeeees *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loveeeeeee this actor :D.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, he acts in ' Absolute Boyfriend ' &amp;amp; Regatta! (: definetely a hot japan actor. HAHA .&lt;br /&gt;Looks abit tan, but he really act well as Night ! Laughhs. i'm head over heels.&lt;br /&gt;What a crush.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; more ever he's half filipino &amp;amp; japanese ! Omg.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm heading to woodlands later , for window-shopping. AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what I gonna buy , hmh?&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my parents say I put on weight, what a letdown ! D: Expecting that I could actually slim or something.&lt;br /&gt;Alrighto, I don't think I got anything else to update on.&lt;br /&gt;Ohyes, I finished almost ALL my holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;WHAHAHA. &lt;strong&gt;Yeappo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-1314603361940347130?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/1314603361940347130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=1314603361940347130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1314603361940347130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1314603361940347130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hayami-mocomichi.html' title='Hayami Mocomichi (:'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/Sjxiy_ZCT4I/AAAAAAAAAPs/iw_4ifrHjUc/s72-c/Hayami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5193841395167892409</id><published>2009-06-13T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T03:15:56.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry,sorry!</title><content type='html'>Ohmygawd, I haven't been posting since 4 june. AHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;There are many tags in my tagboard ' unreplied.&lt;br /&gt;Okay dokey, here I am .&lt;br /&gt;Let me first blog about something.&lt;br /&gt;HERDA, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;Geez, I actually bought you a birthday present already. But now its during the june holidays , I can't even sent the present to you. ):&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope I can still give it to you after the school holidays. &gt;&lt;. Uhmmm, so. . . Alot of things I've been doing. Like, uh. watching taiwan &amp;amp; japan movies ? :B Or else most of the time I keep stuffing myself with holiday work. If not, I got MANYMANY time to chat with you guys deh. I mean on MSN. I'm sorry if I ignored most of you guys the chatbox. Harmless, harmless :l Ah, anyway.&lt;strong&gt; I HAVEN'T BEEN GOING OUT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I got a stupid haircut! Uhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;BANGS &amp;amp; everything, BUT no rebond ! Sigh, at least I got a &lt;strong&gt;school bag&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;So I guess my happiness rate is only 50% . Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Hmh , I think I wanna reply tags now ;D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAGS;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;herda:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH, herda =^^= , How can not care about your birthday?! &amp;amp; you're very right. JI HOO IS DAMN CUTE &gt;_&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥CHERYL!:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babeee, yes ECP does rock. But pasir ris too :D. Laughs, oh. Then you will know my birthday is coming soon right? Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jensen:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol Jensen .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEN:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quiz, Umh. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haziq:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE'S YOUR LINKKKK?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-5193841395167892409?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5193841395167892409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5193841395167892409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5193841395167892409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5193841395167892409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorrysorry.html' title='Sorry,sorry!'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3769271429642114863</id><published>2009-06-04T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:13:22.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday homework ):</title><content type='html'>Since its the JUNE holidays, I bet everyone has lotsa homework right?&lt;br /&gt;Yeh, including me . -_-&lt;br /&gt;You can say I'm multi-tasking almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo coped up with work till I can't bear to let go of it even when its lunch or dinner. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so of course I'm multi-tasking  something right now. ~&lt;br /&gt;Haha, doing art assignments!&lt;br /&gt;There are two  :D. I'm doing one of them charcoal &amp;amp; the other watercolour painting.&lt;br /&gt;As for the themes, its a secret! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The watercolour I thought will turn out pretty well, turns out just like a normal painting! No difference even when i already ' watercoloured ' it. D;&lt;br /&gt;The charcoal one is only 1/3 done, its seriously drawn until messy luh.&lt;br /&gt;hella, I hope I get good marks for these two drawings though.&lt;br /&gt;I can't bear for art to get any failure , ugh.&lt;br /&gt;So, what are you guys busy with ? (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Herda's birthday is on 10th june! OMG. HOW?!?!&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/4395658534678880170-3769271429642114863?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3769271429642114863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3769271429642114863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3769271429642114863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3769271429642114863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/06/holiday-homework.html' title='Holiday homework ):'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-4648918419171040102</id><published>2009-06-02T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:44:19.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLASS OUTING. 2e4</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;CLASS OUTING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;laughs, i bet I have much to say about class outing yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, how do I put it? Since it was my first time bbq-ing, I think i screwwwwed up. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, lets start from the beginning of the day HAH.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up EARLY IN THE MORNING 7 am. Ohmyshoot, couldn't get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Bathed,dressed up &amp;amp; waited for mum to get ready to go breakfast with me :D.&lt;br /&gt;Agh, but before that I DID used the comp (: to look at a manga series called ' Ouran high school host club ' ITS NICE KAY. Addicted to the series. ohmyshoot :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, breakfasted already ~ then , took bus to bedok inter ?&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for kengyun to show up at the ATM machines. cause she said so.&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, it end up near the other part where also got ATM machines.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky claire saw me, or I would have waited for kengyun at the OTHER side.&lt;br /&gt;phewww .&lt;br /&gt;10:30 reached there -.- Stuupid me. SO EARLY, when actually the meeting time is supposed to be 11 to 11:30,&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I'm dumb.&lt;br /&gt;Some came on late, but still after we reached ECP. It took around 16 of the classmates already. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;I rannn all the way to the bike shop &amp;amp; was like staring between the double &amp;amp; single bikes.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, joyce suggested we took double. But soon, we still took singles -.-&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH, 3 hours we cycleeeed. Butt sored LOL.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we all end up in the arcade/bowling alley nearby? Of course, we returned the bike. The arcade was small &amp;amp; cheap cannn. -_- the dancey thing , was the first one i tried.&lt;br /&gt;1xTOKEN. Cheap -.- compared to the normal ones. Suppose it is 3xTOKENS.&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, I failed the dance within just a min!&lt;br /&gt;LOL, super failure me. The guys crowded around the machine like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Super pssssssss. ):&lt;br /&gt;Hella, exchanged lotsa tokens until I wanna broke already. Hah, me &amp;amp; joyce got addicted to the ' O2jam music board ' like piano? Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;FAYTH finally came! She brought brownies along her . I was super hungry ._.&lt;br /&gt;But I din't gobble them up, hah don't worry!&lt;br /&gt;Went down to the bowling alley, planned to have a game. So yup, rented shoes &amp;amp; paid for the game.&lt;br /&gt;NOW, I'm REAL BROKE. lol ! During the process right? My bowling like sheeez.&lt;br /&gt;In a row I had 5 0's. Tardhead, azam kept laughing. GR!&lt;br /&gt;kaykay skipp skipp this part ): , BBQ-ing time!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure if i had a great time, But. I know that Harry was certainly trying to do unecassary[?] stuff -.- . He was like ' nonono, put this here &amp;amp; there ' . Almost gave up trying to argue with him. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Samuel &amp;amp; dionne busy trying to light up another area in the pit. Cheryln guarding the charcoals . woot, &amp;amp; I was busy-ing myself with harry's arguements. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Eileen was trying to tell us the meat was gonna go bad soon, along with the prawns.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we were like busybusybusy. VERY BUSY PEOPLE. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Screaming, ' wheres the aluminium foil? Hoi! ' I think I did that.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, lol ! Simply, if i've been rude to you guys, sorry ! &amp;amp; I think the food sorta became unsucessful. But I din't get to try the chicken or wateva. Only hotdogs &amp;amp; marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;~ The whole cooking thingy was really rushing, but yup, I still think I had fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kengyun &lt;/em&gt;, don't get upset though! The girls and guys were just trying to helpp out.&lt;br /&gt;No point of a class outing if everyone does not help right? Or even if someone gets angry, its kinda meaningless for a class outing.&lt;br /&gt;Hm , games hosted by Claire &amp;amp; Yongxin !&lt;br /&gt;We played this ' hold hands game ' ? never let go till the finishing line -&lt;br /&gt;Shoot, then I had to hold harry's &amp;amp; junrong's hand wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; fayth just had to trail at the end, just holding junrong's hand. fook ):&lt;br /&gt;Ah wateva, I was rushing for time :D So I just went along .&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the guys gripped me like hella, Idk what to say -.- " Lucky we won and din't have to do forfeit. Lucky!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA i laughed when the forfeit was about miss tay ' lesson ' .&lt;br /&gt;* Personal joke in the class * Wierd huh? LOOL.&lt;br /&gt;Azam,Haziq,Fayth &amp;amp; I had to go. Since fayth's dad was really kind to hitch us a ride :D.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why I so kanchiong -.- But yes, we ran ! Went to carpark D . &amp;amp; her dad really fetched us. * whistles *&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not sure why the ( both guys ) can still talk to conveniently infront of fayth's dad.&lt;br /&gt;laughs, wanted to become the quiet one. Still the guys taunting me about my bowling skills -.- They were being &lt;em&gt;sacarstic&lt;/em&gt;, TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, I'll get back to them one day! Rawrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Ended at bedok inter with azam. I took a different bus than his, phewwww ~&lt;br /&gt;Reached home &amp;amp; I was dead-tired.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, all in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the class outing guys (: &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/4395658534678880170-4648918419171040102?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/4648918419171040102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=4648918419171040102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4648918419171040102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4648918419171040102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/06/class-outing-2e4.html' title='CLASS OUTING. 2e4'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5804153288161630646</id><published>2009-05-28T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T05:28:52.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I love you - Byul</title><content type='html'>Just uploaded a korean song (: from Full House.&lt;br /&gt;Nice Kdrama, you guys should watch it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think I love you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refused to believe that it could be so,&lt;br /&gt;There's no way that I'm in love with you,&lt;br /&gt;I lied to myself that it's just a petty jealousy,&lt;br /&gt;That I must be feeling lonely, but I cannot hide it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I think I love youBut it must be so, cause I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;Without you,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot do anything,&lt;br /&gt;And you are always on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;So seeing this, it must be,&lt;br /&gt;I was unaware, But now I can see that&lt;br /&gt;Your presence have delved deeply into my heart.&lt;br /&gt;We are not meant for each other, and being friends is the best thing for us,&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a single thing we have in common,&lt;br /&gt;So I claimed there's no way we can be lovers,&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to make excuses anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you&lt;br /&gt;But it must be so, cause I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Without you, I cannot do anything,&lt;br /&gt;And you are always on my mind, So seeing this, it must be,&lt;br /&gt;I was unaware, But now I can see that&lt;br /&gt;Your presence have delved deeply into my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I know that it was you,&lt;br /&gt;Why couldn't I see it when it was right in front of me,&lt;br /&gt;It was beside me all along,&lt;br /&gt;But only now can I see love.&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you&lt;br /&gt;But it must be so, cause I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Without you, I cannot do anything,&lt;br /&gt;And you are always on my mind, So seeing this, it must be, I was unaware,&lt;br /&gt;But now I can see that&lt;br /&gt;Your presence have delved deeply into my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KOREAN VERSION, (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kurolli optago anilkkorago midotjyo hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;Naega gudael / saranghandani maldo andwijyo hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;Kwaenhan jiltu-ilkkorago / naega wiro-un kabodago&lt;br /&gt;Jashinul so-kyomwattjiman / ije donun nan / kamchul suga onnungolyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I think I love you kuron-gabwayo&lt;br /&gt;Cause I miss you kudae-man omsumyon&lt;br /&gt;Nan amukatdo mothago jakku&lt;br /&gt;(u) saenggangnago iron-gon bomyon amuraedo&lt;br /&gt;I’m falling for you nan mullatjiman&lt;br /&gt;Now I need you onujaenga nae mam&lt;br /&gt;Kipun gose aju kuke jarichamun kudaeye mosubul ijen puwayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urin ano-ullindago chingu guke ddak juhtago hmmm…&lt;br /&gt;Hanabuto yolkae dodaeche mwo hangerado mannunke onnunde&lt;br /&gt;Ottohke sagwil suin-nyago / maldo andwaenunaegirago&lt;br /&gt;Malhamyo dullo daetjiman / ijedonun nan / kurogiga sirhun-goryo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Repeat *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nan mollatjyo kudaeranungol wooohh..&lt;br /&gt;Wae monbwatjyo baro apinde hoo yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Kudong-an irohke baro naegyote issonnunde&lt;br /&gt;Wae ijesoya sarangi bo-inunkanchi hooohh..&lt;br /&gt;Naege sarangul chumyon andwenayo&lt;br /&gt;Gudae chongmal andwenayoIjenun kudaerul itorok sarang-hanunde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Repeat *&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my heart throbs.&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/4395658534678880170-5804153288161630646?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5804153288161630646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5804153288161630646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5804153288161630646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5804153288161630646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-i-love-you-byul.html' title='I think I love you - Byul'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-4945277777131183497</id><published>2009-05-28T02:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T02:19:00.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June Holidays?</title><content type='html'>Hi guys (; Recently, I've set some veryvery fix-ed resolutions ! I even wonder if I can really do it. Whahaha.&lt;br /&gt;First up,&lt;br /&gt;- Do finish ALLLL my &lt;strong&gt;holiday assignments&lt;/strong&gt; before it kills me!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;GET SLIM&lt;/strong&gt;, go on a super diet ( I've tried it before, it worked. HAHA ) .&lt;br /&gt;- Get a nice haircut / or a rebond? ( Actually, I don't mind if there wasn't rebonding ) Save $$! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;- Go exercising with nadiah &amp;amp; fayth, bedok reservoir :B Build nadiah's stamina for retesting napfa !&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;GO OUT&lt;/strong&gt; , crazily ! Buy damndamn nice stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;- Watch a movie with girlfriends? Woo.&lt;br /&gt;- Class outing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeayea, I need pocket money though. Or else how do I splurge. Ugh, headpain. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to slim, gr. Although zafirah already says i'm okay as it is, but still I wanna&lt;br /&gt;give myself some workouts. Hah. &amp;amp; also . My aunt confirm gonna bring me &amp;amp; my sister arond shop eat shop eat. Eat until I can gain so much kilos during the one month.&lt;br /&gt;No wayyy, man :l Hm, I also gonna dig for food recipes :D. &amp;amp; watch manymany korean dramas!&lt;br /&gt;YAY. LOOL, yup. I'm so gonna do that.&lt;br /&gt;kay, I go eat some um. rice dumplings? Its . Rice dumpling day todayyyy ~&lt;br /&gt;BB. [;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tags;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gina :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMYT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-4945277777131183497?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/4945277777131183497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=4945277777131183497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4945277777131183497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4945277777131183497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/05/june-holidays.html' title='June Holidays?'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5359517941514904822</id><published>2009-05-26T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T07:40:11.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>80th post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Breathe,Breathe,Breathe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the first thing that comes to my mind is this, early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I always have to handle coping my breathing difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I tell my parents about it, they seem not to care. &amp;amp; moreever, the doctor even says i'm perfectly fine. Ugh, so i guess nobody actually believes that I do have breathing problems uh.&lt;br /&gt;Owell, what good does it makes anyway. I had this problem for sucha long time, till I feel like just holding my breath, &amp;amp; faint or something. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, schooling (:&lt;br /&gt;Not much today. First period was mock streaming though.&lt;br /&gt;I got real tense. &amp;amp; spent almost 5 mins + deciding what subject combinations I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Feel veryvery fickleminded, Haha!&lt;br /&gt;I think I chose Amaths as my first piority , second Bio. Third um. Pure science class?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; oh. 4th is Art &amp;amp; 5th F&amp;amp;N :D.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky is mock streaming, or I think I stayed there for more than 10mins + already loh!&lt;br /&gt;Hms, next is presentation for Tonga.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, totally dead on that.&lt;br /&gt;Fayth,joyce,Yongxin &amp;amp; I did this HARDCOPY presentation.&lt;br /&gt;We did it on a vanguard sheet. By doing this project, we spend a bomb yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Then, guess what? After we presented the project, first thing Mr sheikh said was.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think are the problems they have?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;THE WORDS TOO SMALL. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have felt like showing him my &lt;em&gt;sooooo&lt;/em&gt; disappointed face , &amp;amp; anger. GR.&lt;br /&gt;But wateva, rolled my eyes and went back to seat.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon this is just a hardcopy presentation, don't you even have a positive comment?!&lt;br /&gt;We put alot of EFFORT into it. &amp;amp; thats what you say? You gonna give us a low grade?&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, we are the only ones who did that! Th rest did on powerpoint slides somemore.&lt;br /&gt;F la. Ughhhh, I swear I will do my presentations on powerpoint slides from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off , omg.&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaa wtv,&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrows handball-ing :D. Hope I don't make a mess of myself by brawling or what.&lt;br /&gt;I suck in sports ~ Ghoooo. And whenever I start doing something vigorous, I can't help but take in super deep breathes. Ohgeez.&lt;br /&gt;I was wishing it was asthma ): At least that way, I got the inhaler or something.&lt;br /&gt;But for this &lt;strong&gt;so call totally perfect breathing&lt;/strong&gt; , its like, I just have to continue this way. &gt;&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tags;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eileen :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, me never forget you :l Sure kay. Will link soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;myccube :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rylz/.:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI MY GIRLFRIEND. Orh, re-add? Kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VANESSA:D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassup VAN (: ? VANVANVAN&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eileen:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwuhahaha&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NADIAH:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wowowow, messages of love. Hehe. Maybe I should spam your tagboard( &lt;strong&gt;if you have one&lt;/strong&gt; ) with that too ! HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-5359517941514904822?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5359517941514904822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5359517941514904822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5359517941514904822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5359517941514904822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/05/80th-post.html' title='80th post.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6178559001053902310</id><published>2009-05-20T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T06:14:52.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flower four!</title><content type='html'>Flower four ! aka f4 :D. Boys over flowers.&lt;br /&gt;Woolala, addicted to that drama &amp;amp; head over heels with it lo, laughs.&lt;br /&gt;I finished the whole drama in mysoju within 5 days! LOL NICE RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kamsamida!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;thank you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahah, wth. :D. I'm starting to learn korean language already. yay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chonun mabel imnida . (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My name is mabel (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh! &lt;3.&gt;&lt;. But have alot of projects coming my way, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Its like super many, gr. I bet june holidays will have less time for enjoying but more with projects.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; more ever next week is mock streaming? huh. Have to opt for our ideal classes.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe getting in 3e3 or 3E2? :D. But , expectations very high there. Goodness.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take his/geo &amp;amp; A maths! if don't take A maths how to get in JC's . zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I go find the songs already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saranghamnida!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-6178559001053902310?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6178559001053902310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6178559001053902310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6178559001053902310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6178559001053902310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/05/flower-four.html' title='Flower four!'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3990887084376131345</id><published>2009-05-19T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:17:35.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omgawd.</title><content type='html'>BOO !&lt;br /&gt;Yupyup , I'm back ! After some serious MIA . Ohgosh, kinda many tags unreplied . o.o&lt;br /&gt;Owell, hi guys :D.&lt;br /&gt;Today , schooling. (: Yesterday was like. partying all day ! Muachs! Went out, shop &amp;amp; played.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahaa,&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. I got my exam results back today yeh &gt;&lt;. I was feeling real nervous, maybe fayth too?&lt;br /&gt;I think both of us were having breakdowns ! HAHA. Smiles* I kinda passed all 4 exam papers.&lt;br /&gt;here goes, :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English : 32&amp;amp; a half / 50 ( noooooo! grades dropped.ugh! )&lt;br /&gt;History : 34 / 50 ( Yes! Wtf, yahooooo. improved since last year! ^^ )&lt;br /&gt;Science : 59 / 100 ( Oh,sigh D: )&lt;br /&gt;Home Economic : 66/100 ( ah, crap )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, only one out of four made me reallll satifsfied bout it.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoodness. worst of the worst. When i recieved history, I think i blinked twice &amp;amp; once. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't believe another one more mark would make it to A2 !~ Heh, that would be 70/100.&lt;br /&gt;Cooooool :D. But, i'll just stick to 68 for now. Laughs, Fayth don't worry bout your results. There's still EOY. No worries kay ! Alexander got the most envy of the class, i think?&lt;br /&gt;He got 6A1's , according to Mr sheikh . Ehhh, wth? I bet he studied around 24 hours ! Ohgod.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. He's DNT got 96 / 100 -.- &amp;amp; I was like . AHHH. LOL. Smack! Too good already can!&lt;br /&gt;Good for him bah , laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Malcom &amp;amp; johnathon was stopping to smirk about my hsitory results. But I glad i pwn them, !&lt;br /&gt;MWUHAHAH. Arch-enemys , what have you gotta say? Hmmhmm?&lt;br /&gt;Let's call it quits kay :D. Since you beat my science *pouts* . Sheezh.&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, thats my whole summary for today.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, time for tag-replying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tags ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gina :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GINA, thanks! Will takecare. You tooo :B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EUNICE :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupyup, got results back summore . Ugh, how you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jensen :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, thanks jensen? For taggin? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEN :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simi man girl ? raaah, okay. thanks anyway. for the um advice. ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NADIAH :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, MISSED YOU. But I just saw you hours ago ? Haaaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3990887084376131345?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3990887084376131345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3990887084376131345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3990887084376131345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3990887084376131345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/05/omgawd.html' title='Omgawd.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-1465936376437395563</id><published>2009-05-13T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T06:26:24.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam's over.</title><content type='html'>Exams are finally, confirmed &lt;em&gt;O v e r&lt;/em&gt; . :D&lt;br /&gt;Can I give a big smile &amp;amp; grin now?&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I could just embrace my girlfriends on the spot , right after the paper.&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I hope I don't suffer any depression though . Ugh, it would be pretty terrible horh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths paper , one word. ; Hard. Shit, I was wondering minutes &amp;amp; minutes figuring how the heck am I gonna score a 70+ for maths? with this maths paper 2 results. which is gonna be down-right &lt;strong&gt;D-O-O-M&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeah, paper harrddd! Stared &amp;amp; stared, decide I wouldn't get a 70 afterall.&lt;br /&gt;): saddening,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After paper, Mr sheikh asked the whole class to go back to class. Okay, I wanted to go home straightaway, to do something I really WANTED. Owell, found out that he actually was just gathering personal information on everyone in the class. Gr, waste my time ._. haha, got this part very funny , he suddenly mentioned my hotmail after nadiah's .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr shiekh&lt;/strong&gt; : Mabel? Mabeltan995?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt; : HUH? Nonono, its 1995 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr sheikh&lt;/strong&gt; : You wanna call the ambulance right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOOL, I think those who heard him was laughing like omgz. HAHA, since when did i loved ambulance?! I rather call the police! Wth , HAHA. it just made me laugh out much too. :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, after that. I was just chatting with nadiah you know? Then, mr sheikh was like saying , Malcom your hotmail is M&amp;amp;Mrockx? OKAY, THAT SET THE CLASS BOYS OFF.&lt;br /&gt;Malcom was saying, that is my old hotmail ! Not new one !&lt;br /&gt;You guys know why they laugh ?&lt;br /&gt;Cause, you see. M&amp;amp;M represents malcom and mabel. Whatthell D: ! Unfair. !&lt;br /&gt;Just cause i'm his partner in class, i need to be his girl or whatever? GRRR. rawrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;Stop the m&amp;amp;m joke thanks, abit pissed whenever johnathon said it out purposely.&lt;br /&gt;sheeesh, but i laughed when mr sheikh said m&amp;amp;m rockx. HAHA, wierd huh ? I just laughed. (:&lt;br /&gt;After that, all of us left. I boarded the same bus with nadiah,fayth,joyce, herda &amp;amp; er. a group of girls :B.&lt;br /&gt;wooo, i should have taken bus 59 home though, easier for me. Can take another bus, 28 &amp;amp; reach home. Sigh. Nehmind, fayth&amp;amp;joyce went to watch 17 again. &gt;&lt;. in downtown east. I wanted to go ! )): But I had to follow my sis to a hospital appointment with parents. )): Cancelled everything that I could do today, to go for this appointment. Sigh, Reached home. &amp;amp; Lunched !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[edited/]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, back from hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's soooo &lt;em&gt;fine,&lt;/em&gt; she has to go for few more doctor appointment's though. Jiayou sister, stop crying kay &gt;&lt;. Yup, I'm tired now. Ugh, kay. Gonna go habboing or &lt;em&gt;whatevaaaa&lt;/em&gt; . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muachs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tags (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eileen :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry eileen! Sure i'll take care of myself :P. You too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEN :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh ben , i'm a siao zhar bor? Lol !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;val (: :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie! sure, i'll link .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EUNICE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaydokey, link link !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-1465936376437395563?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/1465936376437395563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=1465936376437395563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1465936376437395563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1465936376437395563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams-over.html' title='Exam&apos;s over.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-8698904842472543743</id><published>2009-05-10T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T07:44:37.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh.</title><content type='html'>Back from stressful science revision , sigh.&lt;br /&gt;How do I get all this cramming information kinda thing into my head before tuesday?!&lt;br /&gt;Ohgod, ugh. Nevermindd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today..&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my dad (: to the movies ! With my sister . We watched . um. ( what did we watch? ) ohyeah! STAR TREK. Looool, okay ._. yeap, star strek. I like the main guy acting in there, hawt &amp;amp; cute! Laughs. But not as hot &amp;amp; cute as zac efron. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;Lololol. Hm, the show was not bad luhhs. Alot of talking though.I think my dad was like sleeping already during the mid-part of the movie. HAHA, I dragged him to watch it with me &amp;amp; michelle.&lt;br /&gt;There's this guy in there, very pixel-like right? Call Spark. The characters in there, talk without thinking. At all ! :O if you notice, they just shoot their mouth. LOL. Like robot! But in the end, abit confused. Due to the coming to the future kinda stuff, laughs. Alrighty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that. Went for lunch. SUBWAY.&lt;br /&gt;Looool ! Was in Orchard shopping mall ( um ). Uhuh, so many food shops. Was simply starving thereeee ! Chiong to subway,drag dad again ! :x. Huhhh, I'm a dad-dragger. LOOL. Before that, I saw this really cute dolly shop.Realised it was ' More than words '. Omg! Went in, SAW ALOOOOT OF DOMOKUN STUFFTOY. There was this big-sized one, going at only $12.90.&lt;br /&gt;Agh ! My eyes were like. pleading with my dad. Yuh , haha! But, he just din't wanna accept. So, we had to storm off to subway ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At subway, ahemm.* It was my first time actually eating at one -.-.&lt;br /&gt;Cause, I always disliked the idea of veggies choked down my throat. But over there, there was barely any food restaurants we could dine at. That is why have to eat subway lorh D; !&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i stared at the instruction panel. sort of. Took a minute or so to understand how to EVEN ORDER. Ohmygod. The people there must be thinking, ' Does this girl know how to order? ' &amp;amp; gave me that kind of should-i-help-her look , sheeesh. Fustrated, cause my dad suddenly say got this $5.90 deal. Okay, then had to change our "mealplan" again -.- . When can start ordering?! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, order-ed. The young waiter though said it was 11.70. Then i bulged my eye. ( i think? ) OhmygodOhmygod. Shouldn't it be $5.90?I think he laughed, &amp;amp; said . Just joking! Gr. Haha, felt funny. Laughed too with sis. Gosh, wierd waiter! Ate , &amp;amp; left (:&lt;br /&gt;I think my dad still not full ? -.- Cause he ordered. a mcflurry &amp;amp; strawberry milkshake for him &amp;amp; sis , me. yeah, :D. Mcflurry! Went in this idunno shopping mall, omgosh. Got one chunk of billabong stuffs. I suddenly saw this basement sign. ' Gourmet blahblahblah ' O__O. Then I curious, so we all went down there, something shocked me after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going down the escalator, there was this couple in couple tees, omg . guess what they doing?&lt;br /&gt;They were actually kissing, IN PUBLIC. Ohmygawd!&lt;br /&gt;i think i was yelping away.&lt;br /&gt;Um.&lt;br /&gt;' Papa ! OHMYGOD,OHMYGOD. '&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I looked the other direction. I think i overreacted in there way though. Laughs!&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, spare me those mushy kind of things. Hah ! Lucky they din't notice us, busy doing what they were doing. Geez,&lt;br /&gt;Basement, found nothing. ): After that , dad just said. Lets go home. &amp;amp; yep. Off we went.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, had a terrible headache sigh ): , &amp;amp; plonked onto the bed. Loool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least today got go watch star trek luhs . :D . happy !&lt;br /&gt;Nownownow, how do i do about my science ): ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;herda:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, which capital letters you mean? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eileen:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EILEEN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wanxin:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for taggin :O ! Tag you too !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fafaaaa:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygod, I forgotten to relink you. I gonna link. NOW. Sorry fafaaa laopo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KixNia:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughs bill, whats your url again ? ;x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-8698904842472543743?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/8698904842472543743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=8698904842472543743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/8698904842472543743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/8698904842472543743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh.html' title='Sigh.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6439771476890582763</id><published>2009-05-08T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:25:35.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO, my blogskin!</title><content type='html'>YESSSSSSSSS,&lt;br /&gt;I;m done with the new blogskin , once again !&lt;br /&gt;its darn cute uh, Red all over. Ohmy , ugh. Can't resist loving it !&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, Going gaga over it.&lt;br /&gt;Music will be uploaded soon !&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned, HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ariff:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgeeeez, hulloooo riff ! Hihihihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VANESSA:D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes babe, I've done it. Linked already (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tino:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;whats with your hehehehe stuff? Talk. LOL, chat in msn luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;claire ! ♥:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, yes ! must kambatte yeah know :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEN;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, wth? Looooool !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NADIAH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Love you man! Hope today your outing with gen went well uh (: , &amp;amp; spam my tagboard please. HAHA, muacks loveeeee x3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-6439771476890582763?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6439771476890582763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6439771476890582763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6439771476890582763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6439771476890582763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-my-blogskin.html' title='HELLO, my blogskin!'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5855409261332824578</id><published>2009-05-07T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T02:54:37.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes, I wished you were here with me. ♥&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/4395658534678880170-5855409261332824578?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5855409261332824578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5855409261332824578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5855409261332824578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5855409261332824578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title='Random.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3666186192932283318</id><published>2009-05-06T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:20:21.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OHMYGOODNESS.</title><content type='html'>Ohmygoodness !&lt;br /&gt;Its only 11+ in the morning. Ohmegod. LOL, and i'm blogging away :P&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from school, finished my chinese exam paper 2 ! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;The questions from compre passage was easy- :B. thank god for that. haaah,&lt;br /&gt;The MCQ took quite a long time, scared wrong laa. rofl, but in the end all ended. i'm happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multi-tasking between restaurant city &amp;amp; blogging,&lt;br /&gt;LOL. okay, right after the exam. ate with friends :D. Fayth &amp;amp; HERDA, don't worry.You both confirm plus chop PASS with flying colours. Stop worrying about failing and stuff like that! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, after that went to our different bus stops. Um, me, herda &amp;amp; zafirah took the same one . Joyce dunno go where ): ran off to what direction , i also not sure. Fayth &amp;amp; nadiah took the other one. Gaaaah, then the three of us had to wait for this traffic light at our bus stop. Waited, then these two. go and Jaywalked! immediately, omfg. Then I was over there still waiting, looking at them be careful -.- Then the two waited for me at the other side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't dare to jaywalk, seriously. Gr, did i tell you guys about the day i daydreamed-jaywalk.&lt;br /&gt;Worst day ever.&lt;br /&gt;When i FINALLy crossed over, I then told them why din't i jaywalk too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly on the other day, when i was looking out for the traffic light to green man.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly ? mind blank. as in, switched off or something.&lt;br /&gt;Crap , then I went walking straight to the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;The parting of the road, one went the other direction &amp;amp; another in the other. Then when i reached the middle, woke up &amp;amp; almost went crazy. " What the hell am I doing here ?! " Ohmygod, scary can. I just jaywalked senseless. without even thinking &amp;amp; looking. omfg omfg. Scareeeeeed. Realised that the light was still red. omg-ness. Feel faint, dunno want to walk forward all the way, or go back. Lucky there wasn't a car when i jaywalked! If not, I surely got into hospital already. Ugh, felt numb and so. Faster walked across the road, taking in deep breaths . Ahhh, whats wrong with me -.- !&lt;br /&gt;So, that day on. I - n ever - want - to - jaywalk - unless - a - need - to .&lt;br /&gt;._. Alex approached me after that at the bus stop with Desmond, ' Eh Mabel, just now you dunwant to jaywalk right ?  HAHA. '  Paiseh-ed like hell canzx! Yeayeayeah, laugh all you want.&lt;br /&gt;Try laaa, ):&lt;br /&gt;Okay. End of my story. :D&lt;br /&gt;After that, home sweet home. &amp;amp; thats all ! &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NADIAH,&lt;br /&gt;Lol, nadiah ! I look very different meh ? :P Yeah maybe, but you everyday only see me tie my hair up , maybe thats why ? heh.&lt;br /&gt;Gina,&lt;br /&gt;Okay ! Will link soon chiobabe. (; !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3666186192932283318?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3666186192932283318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3666186192932283318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3666186192932283318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3666186192932283318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/05/ohmygoodness.html' title='OHMYGOODNESS.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-2208192945782274285</id><published>2009-05-04T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T04:34:50.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MYE~</title><content type='html'>Ohnozzzz, MYE.&lt;br /&gt;My first paper, last week. Geography. Cried like hell. -.-&lt;br /&gt;know why? Din't have enough time to do finish whole paper !! Then, I left like questions worth 15 marks EMPTY? This din't make me heartpain, the heartpain thing is. those questions ;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW HOW TO DO.&lt;br /&gt;Oh watthehell, !&lt;br /&gt;yeah, when teacher collect the paper. I just sat there cursing myself. either to go bang my head on wall . or either i cry &amp;amp; cry &amp;amp; cry like there's no other people in the world. Before I could even break into tears, fayth was like Beside me. Along with joyce, nadiah. &amp;amp; herda. Uh-huh, then i started sobbing ( what a weakling am I again -.- )&lt;br /&gt;Mumbled to them taht I was gonna do badly. That i can't maintain my 5th position in class anymore. That I won't make my parents proud. That I won't beat those crappy people that keep looking down on me. geez, ): Cried till eyes swollen , saw myself in the toilet. Felt like puking.&lt;br /&gt;What a mess I was in . Ugh, called my dad. Start bawling again ! Gr, for all you know, i must have been a crybaby in my last life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, forget it. the heartpain comes again, whenever i think of it. I just.. wait for those DOOMSDAY results. History, not bad. I got it all okay. Except first answer I could have wrote Malay Archipelago. But time up AGAIN, so . yeap. Din't answer it.&lt;br /&gt;My essay , could be counted as a composition you know? Lol, write damn long. Then din't have time to write in my last words, conclusion. Ohgod, Dizzy-ing on spot. So I will lose at least 2-3 marks. Argh. Feel like grabbing anything that is within reach, &amp;amp; bury my head in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, the 2 stressful papers are doneee ~ Hope. HOPE, or rarely hope that I will pass with some rainbow colours -.-. Sigh, chiong-ing for maths like crazy. Idk what to say, but just. I don't wanna let Mrs Ang down ( :D ) She's the nicest maths teacher ever met. lool, you may tihnk i'm sort of exaggerating. But i'm not (: Other than my parents that i don't want to disappoint, I wouldn't wanna disappoint mrs ang in maths. That's why, wish I would do well for maths. Ugh, please no more stupid time limits. I know my brain can't function well. :P Need more time to do all these yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing , Everyone jiayous k (: Add much oil.&lt;br /&gt;Its the last chance to go for it all. Do the best, &amp;amp; soon. everything you worked hard for, are worth it  :D!&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, MYEMYEMYE. Wait for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-2208192945782274285?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/2208192945782274285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=2208192945782274285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2208192945782274285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2208192945782274285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/05/mye.html' title='MYE~'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5003105069143464182</id><published>2009-04-23T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T05:12:56.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its me.</title><content type='html'>I'm not in a good mood today.&lt;br /&gt;I cired in class and after school. DECLARATION,&lt;br /&gt;Cuase why? Some moron, must have took my history file!&lt;br /&gt;The history file was suppose to be handed up to ms mariana ystd &amp;amp; the day before.&lt;br /&gt;Today,when she entered the classroom. First thing she announced was the history files , who never hand in and so.&lt;br /&gt;Crap, First name mentioned out on the list. was . ME.&lt;br /&gt;Damn the list, I stared at her laaa. wtf? two days ago, I had my file with me. I asked Irfan to to help me put the file on the table, since he so near. just one hands away. So he helped me.&lt;br /&gt;But later on, I realised needed to take out notes from the file. So , I of course ask him to pass to me again. ( in class ) I took the file &amp;amp; started rumamging it of course. Took the notes. &amp;amp; passed back to him.&lt;br /&gt;I SAW IRFAN PUT DIRECTLY ON TOP OF THE HISTORY FILE PILE.&lt;br /&gt;So, I was like gonna blow up in that very moment. Or rather i can say break down.&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I know, I was crying -.- Embarrassing, I know.&lt;br /&gt;How can my file grew legs and ran off? It can't right? This file checking dateline was today. &amp;amp; the marks given is upon to 5. So I got a 0 . cause of the missing file.&lt;br /&gt;Geez, i feel . so . unfair-ed. I could have easily gotten the 5 marks !!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;Whose the fker who took my file? Or rather I can say. a cleaner or whateva?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody trying to sabo me? Isit? Crap - o.&lt;br /&gt;Then of course, I went to tell Ms mariana during the lesson.&lt;br /&gt;She simply said : I din't see your file. I din't marked it. I din't even get it.&lt;br /&gt;Ohgod, It felt like a slap directly aimed at my face.&lt;br /&gt;My mind wheeling, okay. Just Forget It.&lt;br /&gt;Although jonathan, joyce &amp;amp; some other classmates offered to photocopy the notes immediately so that I can replace it and won't get a zero for file checking, I din't accept.&lt;br /&gt;Cause, Its useless. My common tests &amp;amp; practices all inside. What am I suppose to do? Photocopy the classmates one too? ): Ughhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;My dad knew it the next moment. And he made me promised I would tell ms mariana that irfan can witness I DID HAND IN THE FILE. But somebody or someone took my file or it abruptly dissappeared.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I cried in the car too. Countless times I cried today, I feel like a weakling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry girlfriends for pangsehing you girls right after school. My dad fetched me, I had to go &gt;&lt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-5003105069143464182?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5003105069143464182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5003105069143464182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5003105069143464182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5003105069143464182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-me.html' title='its me.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6746310035140031601</id><published>2009-04-17T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T05:02:08.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling tired ..</title><content type='html'>Back from napfha ( ?) trial test ,&lt;br /&gt;Schooling super tiredddd after that!&lt;br /&gt;Ran 3 rounds. approx 2.4km. simply tiring thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;But then, I still try to chiong ;x abit! first round was around 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;second 12 mins + liao ! That means last round need 6 min to run finish.&lt;br /&gt;Zomg, so I chiong abit for last round. in the end got 19 mins ! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;But I still failed luh, abit saddening you knowwww ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kays nvm.&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks to geo exam ! MYE i mean.&lt;br /&gt;I was like crapshit, do I memorise all my notes now or what? Got science, history &amp;amp; geo to memorise. grrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Jiayous then, &gt;&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;My legs going limp. gonna take a shower (:&lt;br /&gt;Seeya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-6746310035140031601?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6746310035140031601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6746310035140031601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6746310035140031601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6746310035140031601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/04/feeling-tired.html' title='Feeling tired ..'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-2181462789700826112</id><published>2009-04-07T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T05:58:25.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOO.</title><content type='html'>YOOOOOOOOO everybody!&lt;br /&gt;Geez, I VERY LONG NO BLOG AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;:D. Proud, proud. Make momma proud!&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I forgot post alot of things ):&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post about Sports day, but I forgot, ( too tired, actually )&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post about my CCA, now that SLA compeitition is finally OVER! ( Omggg!)&lt;br /&gt;Snap me back into reality,thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i even wanted to post about everythign I'm feeling now x_x.&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, alright. Ohyes,I can't wait for FAYTH's birthday to come like rocket!&lt;br /&gt;Cause got b'day surprise whatttt :D ~&lt;br /&gt;Planning in progess ~&lt;br /&gt;lol. Her birthday this Sunday, if i'm nottt wrong ... *ponders*&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I still play habbo.&lt;br /&gt;I should really stop doing that plox. Later get addicted again ;/&lt;br /&gt;lolol, Fayth kept saying she could go overseas ): during june hols !&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking jealous zxzx! LOL. I haven't stepped out of SG for my past 13 teen years.&lt;br /&gt;Sad huh? But I did go Kuala Lumpur luh ._.&lt;br /&gt;Mommmaaaaa, When can i go overseas D; ? haha.&lt;br /&gt;Er yes, today had school . Not enuth at all.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling super dizzy &amp;amp; tired. Idk why, so i only had sandwhiches &amp;amp; milopacket.&lt;br /&gt;:D same as cupcake nadiah.&lt;br /&gt;viola ! lol , studied history &amp;amp; geography. Studystudy the notes i wrote myself.&lt;br /&gt;Abit confusing, but still readible :D. LOL,&lt;br /&gt;I can remember shifting agriculture now! &amp;amp; oh. Subsistence farming blahblahblah.&lt;br /&gt;happy loh.&lt;br /&gt;But know what? Joyce just called.&lt;br /&gt;Said,&lt;br /&gt;" Mabel, the geog's test tomorrow is cancelled. "&lt;br /&gt;Dammit uh ! lol , ): study already then say cancelled. Make fun of it me izit -.- !&lt;br /&gt;fineeee, so I study for history which is like..on 9th?&lt;br /&gt;stoopid, got time or not? Idk also. (!)&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr, Must get good marks la. Or i cry ._.&lt;br /&gt;I flunked quite a number of tests already, super dulan plox.&lt;br /&gt;Hai ! MAKE ME HAVE As or Bs CANNNN :B.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'll stop complaining further.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be a saggy old naggy girl ;x.&lt;br /&gt;Bye BEES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-2181462789700826112?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/2181462789700826112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=2181462789700826112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2181462789700826112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2181462789700826112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/04/yoo.html' title='YOO.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-1616558873831464787</id><published>2009-03-25T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:56:10.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO BEEES.</title><content type='html'>Hello bees.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! okay, hi .&lt;br /&gt;(: my time to post once more.&lt;br /&gt;laughs, i know I very random okayzx. ^^&lt;br /&gt;yea, very long time no post. ._. what happen in the meantime?&lt;br /&gt;March holidays are so OVERRRR. ):&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm sad. Its the 4th day since school started.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm barely catching up with my work. Sadded.&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I've done some of my hols work luh. No stress No stress :P!&lt;br /&gt;My english has been detoriating now, feel so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;-.- I haven't done my Reflection for wikipage ( science ) too ! Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, still got geography workbook.&lt;br /&gt;O`crap, spare me manzx.&lt;br /&gt;Now in comp lab , in Ms candy's art lesson !&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo, later having PW , boring or what?! - lucky ystd finished in time for thumbnailing ! ):&lt;br /&gt;yeappp, and later got Science centre. PERFUME FACTORY. Omfg! CAN MAKE PERFUME YOU KNOWWWWW. Wowwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL, Going with Nadiah :D. Hehe, I'm happy to go with cupcake okays.&lt;br /&gt;laughs, but cannot go with sweetheart, joyce, zafirah &amp;amp; herda T.T&lt;br /&gt;Crycrycry.&lt;br /&gt;Have to enjoy, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;hehe, okay. Need to go now. Reaching 9.&lt;br /&gt;Seeyou all soon , :B !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-1616558873831464787?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/1616558873831464787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=1616558873831464787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1616558873831464787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1616558873831464787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-beees.html' title='HELLO BEEES.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5414899825848514838</id><published>2009-03-09T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T06:05:43.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Pictures?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got not much time to write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still have to study for tomorrow , Maths Commontest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'll just say something happy today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's art cca , My painting finally finished. After 3 weeeeeeks! Omgeeez. Am I happy or what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See those pictures now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SbUS0_Ja_II/AAAAAAAAAPU/GON7c6kEmQ8/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311172037066816642" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SbUS0_Ja_II/AAAAAAAAAPU/GON7c6kEmQ8/s200/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You doubt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SbUTH5mdx9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/4KzDnh85_fM/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311172361995536338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SbUTH5mdx9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/4KzDnh85_fM/s200/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's my name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its my first ever masterpiece i have in my whole entireeeee life! LOOOL. Serious, I love it !&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SbUTqG_f5UI/AAAAAAAAAPk/vaDjQTKQFwA/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311172949705745730" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SbUTqG_f5UI/AAAAAAAAAPk/vaDjQTKQFwA/s200/DSC00027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; there's Atiqa one. Omgawd, is she a genius in painting? :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learn from herrrr ! Woooooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Ms candy accidentally said that I was perharps the future vice chairman of Art Club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was like , ohmygawd. Noooooooooooooooooo. ): !&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/4395658534678880170-5414899825848514838?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5414899825848514838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5414899825848514838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5414899825848514838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5414899825848514838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/03/art-pictures.html' title='Art Pictures?'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SbUS0_Ja_II/AAAAAAAAAPU/GON7c6kEmQ8/s72-c/DSC00023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3398274671456124776</id><published>2009-03-04T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:08:38.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK.</title><content type='html'>Eheees, mabel's sick &gt;&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;Down with fever &amp;amp; sore throattt !&lt;br /&gt;coughs. Actually I wanted to tolerate with this for the whole day until school ended.&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;But, I felt like dizzy or what? -.- head pain like heck.&lt;br /&gt;Then around 10. Tolerate no moree! At that time, it was recess . So I could go home. If not, I don't think I can make it alive to home! Lol, joking ;)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday , already my tummy pain like !@#! , I cried &amp;amp; went to sick bay.&lt;br /&gt;zz, now I'm sick . Gosh, got it from my sister i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sms-ed my dad , told him I'm feeling sick and naseous(?). So I wanted to go home. He offered me a ride home. !! Yeah, lucky he came, if not I don't think the adminstrator in the office would let me off. Causecause, need form teacher's signature &amp;amp; my dad's signature in the form for leaving school early. Ohyeah, also need the office's signature.&lt;br /&gt;But this was the first time i wanted to leave school early , so I din't really know what was going on. The adminstrator gave me the form. I put my name in, &amp;amp; was going to go meet my dad outside school.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, just when I could go out, the guard STOPPED me. &amp;amp; asked, where's the form of leaving school? I said, right here. Then he said where's your parent? Then I said I going out meet him.&lt;br /&gt;Nonono. Your dad must fetch you within school compound. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; must get the principals signature.&lt;br /&gt;I was totally gonna blow up. lol. OKAY, so I walked back to school. Let Mr Sheikh sign, then my dad just magically appeared. Woah? LOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;So he signed. the office people signed . &amp;amp; I'm freee!&lt;br /&gt;Went to my family doctor's with my dad. Got 2 days MC :D.&lt;br /&gt;Including today and tomorrow. So, I can recuperate moreeee.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be doing lotsa homework ehs? &gt;&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;I missed today's program of Damai Superhero compeition thingy. I'm one of the 9 designers. ohmylol. Supposed to stay back in school, but fayth said I better go home :).&lt;br /&gt;Sweet BFF! ohoho.&lt;br /&gt;So now i'm here typing. :D&lt;br /&gt;I go get my medicine already, byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3398274671456124776?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3398274671456124776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3398274671456124776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3398274671456124776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3398274671456124776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/03/sick.html' title='SICK.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-2290190903233054042</id><published>2009-02-24T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T05:56:06.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLOHELLO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SbUR25KD6eI/AAAAAAAAAPM/puIpwwVEKgY/s1600-h/Shot+2+!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311170970306996706" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SbUR25KD6eI/AAAAAAAAAPM/puIpwwVEKgY/s200/Shot+2+!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SbURxkOt6tI/AAAAAAAAAPE/aEa81-9G0Uk/s1600-h/Shot+1+!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311170878790036178" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SbURxkOt6tI/AAAAAAAAAPE/aEa81-9G0Uk/s200/Shot+1+!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olaaaaaaaaaa, Olaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;Today today, what a wierd freaking day!&lt;br /&gt;laughs. Home ECON PRATICAL EXAM was today :D.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; geography common test tooo ! I din't memorize chapter 3 -.- What a regret.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, my paper i think i end up 3 questions dunknow how to do . -____-&lt;br /&gt;Knocks own head luhx.&lt;br /&gt;Home econ practical exam,&lt;br /&gt;What we do ?&lt;br /&gt;Make a healthy snack for sunny boy! (:&lt;br /&gt;haha, i made vege pancakes. End up not VERY successful.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was suppose to make at least 3 small cute pancakes &amp;amp; then i put vege fillings in.&lt;br /&gt;But, but .. -.- The pancake STUCK ON THE DAMN PAN D;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Lee tell me grease it more, I DID . But the pancake mixture still stucked on it.&lt;br /&gt;Make me fustrated until i cried. And moreever the two damn ****-ed up guys, Jonathan and Macolm LEE. jeer-ed at me while i was cooking ): They said,&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! YOUR PANCAKE SURE CANNOT :D.&lt;br /&gt;Fail already luh, we both finished our's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sentence, I totally BLOWED up. yeh, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i just screamed at them. lol , okay power me :). I think they feel guilty hahs?&lt;br /&gt;Great :D. But in the end, Ms lee helped me with my pancake scrapping. &amp;amp; fayth helped me washed a great deal of cooking utensils!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE FAYTH :))))). If not,i think i totally collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be uploading photos of the pancakes soon !&lt;br /&gt;ehee.&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/4395658534678880170-2290190903233054042?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/2290190903233054042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=2290190903233054042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2290190903233054042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2290190903233054042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/02/hellohello.html' title='HELLOHELLO.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SbUR25KD6eI/AAAAAAAAAPM/puIpwwVEKgY/s72-c/Shot+2+!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-1777247182985427108</id><published>2009-02-20T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:31:22.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog doneeee.</title><content type='html'>Okay,&lt;br /&gt;Finally !&lt;br /&gt;* Plops into big sofa chair*&lt;br /&gt;Fianlly blog done :D. Ahhh, i'm in love with the colours of it.&lt;br /&gt;laughs, only that haven't finish the links. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to get it all done soon. OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmms, i also try posting sometime soon . :)&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps! Gotta go,&lt;br /&gt;Seeeeeyouuuuus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-1777247182985427108?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/1777247182985427108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=1777247182985427108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1777247182985427108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/1777247182985427108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-doneeee.html' title='Blog doneeee.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5187176220520814340</id><published>2009-02-20T03:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T03:57:39.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not readyyy yet.</title><content type='html'>THIS BLOG NOT YET DONE UP :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-5187176220520814340?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5187176220520814340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5187176220520814340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5187176220520814340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5187176220520814340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-readyyy-yet.html' title='Not readyyy yet.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-4363878267944683200</id><published>2009-02-19T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T04:58:00.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH. &gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>LOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;HELLOOOOO, SO PAISEHHHH !!&lt;br /&gt;Never update for a month?! Freak .___. !&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, okay. Just to say I'm making this into a ' only those invited to see my blog ' are allowed to see. :D Abit private. So not Public anymoreee, now is.. FRIENDS, Good girlf's &amp;amp; BFFs allow :D.&lt;br /&gt;I will invite thru email , so please look into your inbox , before any o how delete k !&lt;br /&gt;LOLOL,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S / Nadiahhh bby , I adopt your public-less blog ideaa too (: ! Eyy, isn't that great ^^?&lt;br /&gt; Tags .&lt;br /&gt;NADIAH : Haha, Am I updating now? Yessssss.&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL♥ : YesYesyes, ohmygod sial. One month no blog. :P I sure invite you de kay gf , to my public-less blog :) .&lt;br /&gt;Eunice : HEYHEY , the babe who rocks my socks !! LOL, see your email box soon k .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umh, those who wanna visit my blog, email me or contact . :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-4363878267944683200?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/4363878267944683200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=4363878267944683200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4363878267944683200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4363878267944683200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/02/ahhh.html' title='AHHH. &gt;&lt;'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-4312304406165281384</id><published>2009-01-20T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T04:26:41.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohoh,</title><content type='html'>Zomg, i misseddddddd my darlings &amp;amp; beloveeeds in habbo D; Uh, pfft.&lt;br /&gt;But i did promised nadiah i wouldn't be a habbo freak/ &amp;amp; even promise dad not to go online on comp any more, (only w. his permission, which is a toture -.-) ohoh, I miss &amp;amp; i miss ! FREAKINGGGG LOTTTT . lol :x. okay, i'm getting all fidgety here. let's see ..&lt;br /&gt;Schooling.&lt;br /&gt;SR was first up! Uh, read this book before " The Kite Runner " ?&lt;br /&gt;Well,I watched before the show. Somebody recommended me on tudou :D. Hah,that was ages ago anyway. Hmmmm, btw. I kept borrowing library books until i got a total of damn big 11 stacks? lol wtf . shocking mann :l ! laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Hist-0ryyyyyy :)&lt;br /&gt;Ms Mariana is pretty &amp;amp; niceee! Oh,though for the fact that she punished the students to stand up if they din't bring their books. Did my notes &amp;amp; blahblah, heh.&lt;br /&gt;okay, just skip to the things the Wholeeeee class did today :)!&lt;br /&gt;hoothoot, we all decorated the classroom with chinese new year deco's!&lt;br /&gt;yeh, it rocks much more now k. I like those fish cuttings I did tho ^^. Look damn cute please!&lt;br /&gt;It was Leticia &amp;amp; Junrong who teach me to cut de luhhs. I'm not that smart loh.&lt;br /&gt;lololol, then alex,fayth,herda &amp;amp; um. another person ( forgot who le,ps :l ) went to buy the decorations at sheng shiong ! wl, then when decorate classroom was after school already. But , i don't have any activities aft that. So i stayed on. The classrooms next to ours all looked nice kay.&lt;br /&gt;What I mean is , they did the deco until very detailed plox. Mr Sheikh was in the class supervising us &amp;amp; all. laughs, Supervisor! Well, at least we deco-ed it before the dateline which is tomorrow. So , yep :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is suppose to be my one in a blue moon blog post loh :D.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tags replied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah-DOughnuts ;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, okay will relink asap ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omggggg, i'm soooooo super uber upsetttt. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Only one tag, whatt is this ): ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-4312304406165281384?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/4312304406165281384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=4312304406165281384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4312304406165281384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4312304406165281384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/01/ohoh.html' title='Ohoh,'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-4812067442617281164</id><published>2009-01-15T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:39:15.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>muacksmuacks!</title><content type='html'>((: ! Just to say.I won't be able to SERIOUSLY get online . ugh, so i feel like closin this "dead" blog. laughs, My father just RESTRICTED me to using computer ! D; awww. I won't be able to use the computer, only for project works. sighhh ): Tragedyyyyy! So , i have to quit habbo. &gt;&lt;. yuck, that sucks plx. sniffs.&lt;br /&gt;Schooling.&lt;br /&gt;Um, i hate thursdays D; . They just give me headaches. Cause Ms tay is the one teaching PW &amp;amp; Literature. &amp;amp; that seriously is nooo good -.-! I got punishment always, during her lessons. to stand throughout. argh. Art, was the first lesson today. :D. yay-ness &lt;3. art! I plann to either take FNN"if that is how you spell it :x"(Home econ) or ARTTT. for my sec 3 subjects :D.&lt;br /&gt;I think A maths is hard alright!My dad wants me to take higher mother tongue. wtfish manz.&lt;br /&gt;My chinese standard not highh luhh -.- , how to take siol. You know why he want me take higher mt? Cause, o lvls it will help me minus 2 points. zzz! So i got higher chance to go to temasek junior college. :)) My dream JC ! muacks. Or else i wanna go to merridian(?) junior college.. It's all in the east :D. More convienient for me mahs. laughs!&lt;br /&gt;Then i wann go uni after jc, :DD. woah lol, i think so far ahead already. :x. yepyep. Thats why i can't online on computer! CAUSE need to STUDYSTUDYSTUDY. gawd. Braincells dead -.-.&lt;br /&gt;If i wanna on comp also need his permission, sigh ): life just suck,dosen't it?&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeh, today good news. Got locker forms. &amp;amp; sommore&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO DUET WITH SWEETHRT FAYTH ! omfgggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;diediedie, i will die terrible. I got stagefright! I hate arguing with judges ! er, &amp;amp; my voice high-pitched! lol ! Fayth go take talenttime form already, sheeesh. Confirm need duet already :x. lolzx. Audition date is 4th february. ahlahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, tomorrow have to stay back in school do duty roster for art club with darrell. &gt;&lt;. In the comp lab. so siannn,&lt;br /&gt;Btw, for habbo. I will quit. :) but not now. I'll wait until 9 february to quit. :D. laughs. aww,play habbo 2 yrs. then suddenly quit. feel quite upset &gt;&lt;. owell, i have to study mahs. too bad,not my luck.&lt;br /&gt;9 feb is excursion day! to Sungei buloh, omfg. I just heard there got crocodiles , as it is a swamp.&lt;br /&gt;I went there once. &amp;amp; it crawled up the pavement where people walked. &amp;amp; i was like WTFF? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I so scared until i don't dare move, scared that croc move towards me. sheeez .&lt;br /&gt;Eh this post too long :l , end it here.&lt;br /&gt;BYEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-4812067442617281164?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/4812067442617281164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=4812067442617281164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4812067442617281164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4812067442617281164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/01/muacksmuacks.html' title='muacksmuacks!'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-5164530048791161383</id><published>2009-01-12T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T04:37:15.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tireeeed &amp; restless.</title><content type='html'>ohkewl.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday guess where my whole family went :D?&lt;br /&gt;Hiking.&lt;br /&gt;lol goshhhh, you will think. Huh? do I even go hiking ;o?&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, yep. I don't. I was forced to go hiking okay!! rawrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;lol, went to Macritchie reservoir for hiking.&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake up 5am EARLY in the morning siol ! laughs, I almost couldn't wake up . If not for the alarm clock, I would have overslept . Heh!&lt;br /&gt;Well, we only reached the reservoir at around 7+am. Still so early -.- yawns.&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh, We planned to go to the treetop. Anyone heard of it before? It's a bridge. in Macritchie reservoir.  Went there beforeee already plx. Actually,it's really nothing much about the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;Just that it's damn high from the ground :P.&lt;br /&gt;Uhum, Guess how many kilometres we walked in total?&lt;br /&gt;11km for the whole back &amp;amp; forth. Then additional walking for the treetop bridge would be around 3 km? so it's 14km in total ! wtfish ! LOL :l&lt;br /&gt;No wonder this morning my leg ache lahhh. You know if you were in there,&lt;br /&gt;You could see monkeys jumping here &amp;amp; there . My mum was holding onto a plastic bag with all her walkman discs in there. When suddenly a fierce monkey just kept grabbing on hold to the plastic bag that my mum hold. Gosh,&lt;br /&gt;Then the rangers there told us that monkeys are really sensitive to these plastic bags as they believe it contains food or snacks for them. pfft . My mum was practically Screaming away.&lt;br /&gt;lol, then after that. When we were walking in the reservoir. All were just trees , rocks branches. pebbles. sand. But my sister just shouted &amp;amp; screamed. There was actually a few bunch of monkeys infront of her. FIGHTING? lol !! The monkeys were just scratching eac other i guess &amp;amp; made really high pitched noises. Until my sis cry? loool. I was abit afraid back there too.&lt;br /&gt;laughs :l When we got out of there, first thing i did was. BUY A CAN OF COKE.&lt;br /&gt;LOL ! I was dying of thirst plx. Tho got water bottle in bag. I din't really like it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So, now i'm aching in my legs . woosh. My dad told us, every month 1 time, must come. &amp;amp; i was like omg!&lt;br /&gt;lolololool.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Schooling.&lt;br /&gt;UH, actually nothing lahs. Just practically chat more about sweethrt's talenttime song today.&lt;br /&gt;She even brought the lyrics omg ! Eh, i actually did her homework for her. coughz, i say homework means the song lyrics k. lol! yeh, i helped her copy the song lyrics from comp. But in the end, she got print . pfft , lmao! Wasted lyrics D; .&lt;br /&gt;Hm, nadiah bao bei told me i do duet with sweethrt, but then ...&lt;br /&gt;I scared i harm fayth this way &gt;&lt;. lol ! My voice no good siol zzz. high-pitched like hella plx.&lt;br /&gt;laughs, but my dad says it's okay if i wanna participate in the talenttime. So, tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Solo performance better or Duet with sweetheart better :D? eee,i can't decide lorhzx!&lt;br /&gt;Today cca , art . was kindaaa boring &gt;&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;I mean. Only sketching. just like normal art classes i have every thursday.&lt;br /&gt;lol ;l I'm a commitee member, just realised. &amp;amp; is a Logistic de. Someone tell me what is logistic suppose to mean o.O?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-5164530048791161383?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/5164530048791161383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=5164530048791161383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5164530048791161383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/5164530048791161383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/01/tireeeed-restless.html' title='Tireeeed &amp; restless.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3944766617010463814</id><published>2009-01-08T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T04:02:04.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg. I made it.</title><content type='html'>omggggggggggggg,  laughs.&lt;br /&gt;I've been made a comittee member. in art club!&lt;br /&gt;ahh, sheeez. lool,can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;I found out this news just 2 days ago . &gt;&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Candy told me me that i'm part of her committee from now on, lool.&lt;br /&gt;But i dunknow what position am I in , but she did told me that i'm either treasurer or the person who takes cares of th art room i think.&lt;br /&gt;uhhh , lucky i'm not the secretary :P! hehs.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the art exhibition for all the cca clubs, i'm part of it also luhh.&lt;br /&gt;Dort, lol. Have to stay back in school till 5+pm. ohmysheesh. ):&lt;br /&gt;Have to wear black tees &amp;amp; p.e shorts somore. uh-oh.&lt;br /&gt;To be truth, i don't even have a black tees suitable to wear tmorrow. -.-&lt;br /&gt;But i already bought it just now ahs. :D Uh, Hope to see baobei &amp;amp; sweeheart tmrw lol.&lt;br /&gt;At their booths ! ^^.&lt;br /&gt;Who's doing their exam revisions now anyway?&lt;br /&gt;I am . ==" lol, but i did it willingly plx.&lt;br /&gt;Cause my this year resolution is to get into the class ranking. first three :D!&lt;br /&gt;so, i did my geography , history &amp;amp; science chapter 1 notes le. :) pfft.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone must buck up also k. This year streaming year lehhs!&lt;br /&gt;Ew, gotta go back to studying.&lt;br /&gt;tata :D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3944766617010463814?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3944766617010463814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3944766617010463814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3944766617010463814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3944766617010463814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg-i-made-it.html' title='omg. I made it.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-2944849698634893117</id><published>2009-01-04T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:02:38.319-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sickening.'/><title type='text'>UPDATE :D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Alrightttttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;Screams! k, i'm back sweethearts.&lt;br /&gt;I think i MIA-ed for quite some time already lo.&lt;br /&gt;Got miss me ehs? :B.&lt;br /&gt;Yeh, sorry eh. No posting on my blog for some time.&lt;br /&gt;feel like a dead-blogger x.x&lt;br /&gt;Kudos ): . LOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;Uh, so don't make my blog go dead plx.&lt;br /&gt;It's rotting so much now lol. ==. Ohwell,&lt;br /&gt;How's school for everyoneeeee?&lt;br /&gt;Um, for me. I think it's sort-of okay uhz. Same old routine, what else? :D.&lt;br /&gt;AH! I just realised i've done all my holiday homework done. Except my maths paper D:&lt;br /&gt;So, i guess if i don't get it done. I surely get karated by my new maths teacher ho?&lt;br /&gt;laughs, okok. MR SHEIKH IS MY FORM TEACHER THIS YEARRRR AGAIN .&lt;br /&gt;LOL . Gosh, shocking siol . (: sigh, and oh.&lt;br /&gt;I just cut my frgging fringe &amp;amp; hair. So i do, look abit wierd.&lt;br /&gt;The stoopid hairdresser luhs, cut until i look like those nerddy girls.&lt;br /&gt;Rofl, but well, I wanted to get rid of my long fringe sooner or later. Not gonna wait until CNY then i get rid of it lolzx.&lt;br /&gt;yeaps, yay-ness. CNY coming. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Gonna buybuybuybuy new clothes , dresses , jeans, jackets.&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblahhh. many stuff to do kay! hoho. Lastly , i want recieve lots of red packet money lahrs!&lt;br /&gt;okay ! Btw, feel like quitting habbo x.x&lt;br /&gt;Boring for me already okay. lool, no meaning to stay in habbo -.-&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, even if i quit. Still will online msn &amp;amp; blog as usual.&lt;br /&gt;So habbo sweethearts. don't worry much kays :D.&lt;br /&gt;hm, guess i will update you more on my school the next day :D.&lt;br /&gt;Hehs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-2944849698634893117?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/2944849698634893117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=2944849698634893117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2944849698634893117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/2944849698634893117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2009/01/update-d.html' title='UPDATE :D.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6224802647642569299</id><published>2008-12-22T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T05:11:45.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break into tears,</title><content type='html'>- Habbo stuff -&lt;br /&gt;Haha, okay, Broke with tino .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, thats heartwrecking.&lt;br /&gt;But what you wanna me do?&lt;br /&gt;I just have to get over it right?&lt;br /&gt;I got so many comforts form my friends, bestie chipps, veee beb, mikko darling,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; finally gaigai  bestie &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;I love em' all i promise.&lt;br /&gt;I know all this are just virtual, but however, i played habbo liked for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;So, having a relationship this strong with him, its hard to let go.&lt;br /&gt;I try my best to just forget this tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tino :&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm just a freakin burden to you.&lt;br /&gt;haha, concentrate on your studies frm now on.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be rooting for you,aite?&lt;br /&gt;:D All the way , boy.&lt;br /&gt;This is the day we ended, 2212o8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my last,thats for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-6224802647642569299?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6224802647642569299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6224802647642569299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6224802647642569299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6224802647642569299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2008/12/break-into-tears.html' title='Break into tears,'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6889158178669637206</id><published>2008-12-22T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T02:36:49.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm feeling sick,</title><content type='html'>omgosh,&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently gonna run a slight fever &amp;amp; a dumb flu.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i still have to be helping out at the shop .&lt;br /&gt;ughhh, run up &amp;amp; down, not shiok at all D;&lt;br /&gt;But i remember serving a customer that took me around half an hour, $100 !&lt;br /&gt;ohh lols, my greatest deal so far. So,i'm satisfied oh :D.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, my cousin is studying jc or poly next year, just realised.&lt;br /&gt;Laughs, he is shuai k :) ahhhh. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;My aunts &amp;amp; uncles today were like damn busy today cans.Taking new stocks , &amp;amp; carrying em.&lt;br /&gt;Including have to serve those customers.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate bag deals tho,those heavy bags keep knocking onto my head -_-&lt;br /&gt;So i guess i gonna get a head concussion ehhs? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;:P. I miss habbo ehhhh,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i need to finish my chinese &amp;amp; maths assignments, so i'm like soooo dead .&lt;br /&gt;Weekdays : I have to work from 11 to 5/6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Weekends : I have to work from 11 to 9pm .&lt;br /&gt;ohmyyy, so many hours.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder getting sick like so fast. OKAY, gulping down at least 4 water bottles each day!&lt;br /&gt;KK,thats my deal ! :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-6889158178669637206?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6889158178669637206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6889158178669637206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6889158178669637206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6889158178669637206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-feeling-sick.html' title='I&apos;m feeling sick,'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3856780448319824232</id><published>2008-12-21T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T06:21:35.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back.</title><content type='html'>OKAY ,&lt;br /&gt;Ohmysheez,&lt;br /&gt;The noob ' i ' just eff off my blog k :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what you're gonna say anyway,&lt;br /&gt;alright. I know this blog is abittt dead ~&lt;br /&gt;Well , i try REVIVING it.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I go find new blogskins kay :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh &amp;amp;.&lt;br /&gt;My problems are officially sloved.&lt;br /&gt;So no more lil miss headache.&lt;br /&gt;LOL :l alrighttt ,&lt;br /&gt;byeeee &lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3856780448319824232?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3856780448319824232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3856780448319824232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3856780448319824232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3856780448319824232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2008/12/back.html' title='Back.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-4421938122172430179</id><published>2008-12-09T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:55:42.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional.</title><content type='html'>i'm feeling so emotional now.&lt;br /&gt;oh sigh,&lt;br /&gt;Do you know you guys are really lucky?&lt;br /&gt;No problems to fret about, Nothing to worry.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you have , just ask will do.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; probably maybe, some are same as me. unattended..&lt;br /&gt;My family just met some fktard big problems, &amp;amp; now my heart is tearing with it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo, fed up, heartache &amp;amp; so many I don't know how to say.&lt;br /&gt;The laughter seems to died inside of me, i grieve almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I feel my whole world seems to stop still, i can't even get the energy to fight back.&lt;br /&gt;ohh , what am i talking .&lt;br /&gt;Those family problems, are they neverending?&lt;br /&gt;My tears are gonna dry up sooner or later, but they just kept flowing..&lt;br /&gt;Who do i tell these matters to? I got no idea,&lt;br /&gt;who's there for me when i needed them.&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;Everything , Everytime , Everyone ,&lt;br /&gt;It seems useless ..&lt;br /&gt;when will i ever recover this time , i'm wondering ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This are my real thoughts, they aren't false one bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-4421938122172430179?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/4421938122172430179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=4421938122172430179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4421938122172430179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/4421938122172430179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2008/12/emotional.html' title='Emotional.'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-6867055008932288406</id><published>2008-11-24T20:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:13:49.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSuEYlpErKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3Y-v-_XF1AE/s1600-h/Xing+Ming%26Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272453346723409058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSuEYlpErKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3Y-v-_XF1AE/s200/Xing+Ming%26Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sing Ming &amp;amp; me!Met a good friend durinq camp ;]!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSuEOoKf7qI/AAAAAAAAALo/KdNNXPQ577c/s1600-h/ArtCamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272453175601786530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSuEOoKf7qI/AAAAAAAAALo/KdNNXPQ577c/s200/ArtCamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots, this is taken when i was sort of " dryin " throughout the process of water splashinq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSuEU9C7jnI/AAAAAAAAALw/lv9u9QOaUnw/s1600-h/Valentino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272453284286402162" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSuEU9C7jnI/AAAAAAAAALw/lv9u9QOaUnw/s200/Valentino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehs, This reminds me of someone special.:DDDD,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)))! Already came back from art camp 2 days ago? Really tirinq tho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met new friends! Atiqa , Xing Ming .. etcetc. The seniors were pretty nice too [:!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenny,Cetrina,Seri ( hannah montanah ) HAHAS xD! &amp;amp; so much more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, it was totally a laughinq-off artcamp. We played with water &amp;amp; i almost got drenched from head to toe. But I was someone who gets cold easily, so i din't really participate much in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xing Ming accompanied me :D , laughs. There was bbq for us. Nightwalks, omg. Nightwalks were&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scary for th band, as they had hanginq heads around ?! LOL We din't , but one of the seniors put down her hair &amp;amp; just crawled out. Which made me freak out a bit. :l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Art club rocks :)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okok, my father went into a frenzy the next day i came back from camp?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, He dragged me to buy shorts , running shoes , swimminq attires , &amp;amp; all his own personal stuff. Okay, he finally said it loud. ' From now on,' You're jogging 3 times a week. ' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yahh?! i was like protesting along with my sister. zzzz ): , owws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My scedule[?] is like real packed lahrs duhh? My aunt brings me to shoppinq monday-tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday, accompany my mom as its her off day. Thursday , friday , saturday . I think its the day my dad brings my sister &amp;amp; I for jogging round bedok reservoir? idk where we will jog also ==. Only left Sunday, -_____-!? this sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lawl, Tomorrow goin for a swim with my parents &amp;amp; sister. ohhlmao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally got no chance at the computer ? So , first thing first. No habboing? No blogging? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No tv-ing? so many no's. I'll be probably outdoors everyday. sighh D: . &amp;amp; I bet i will be tan from head to toe. which is , good :D. I like to be tanned-skinned anyways. But, how can i abandon someone. T.T sighh. &amp;amp; ohh, this coming thursday is Hablifes graduation night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT TO GO ):! gosh. it's not reality, in habbo x.x. But i really wish to go. craps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope i'll be back from jogging already . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aites, going window-shopping later on with my aunt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;byes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ohyes, Add me at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:thyloved_doll@hotmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thyloved_doll@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; , it's my alternate email!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tags replied♥.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥} Sophia:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;ohmygod? Serious? My habbo stead &amp;amp; me anniv , is on your birthday? roflmao!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sing Ming&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Yessssshhhhh! I miss you too ! Need to contact often horhs! xD! Addinq your msn soon !♥&lt;/em&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/4395658534678880170-6867055008932288406?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/6867055008932288406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=6867055008932288406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6867055008932288406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/6867055008932288406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2008/11/tired-schedule.html' title='Tired Schedule'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSuEYlpErKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/3Y-v-_XF1AE/s72-c/Xing+Ming%26Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395658534678880170.post-3128588429483626095</id><published>2008-11-17T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T02:37:11.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>50th Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSFFcYalnKI/AAAAAAAAALY/9kiJY8JGtUU/s1600-h/RedDevil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269569392892812450" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSFFcYalnKI/AAAAAAAAALY/9kiJY8JGtUU/s200/RedDevil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red devil ! Isn't it cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSFFLZaBpMI/AAAAAAAAALI/bKYo1KPbRnc/s1600-h/Feillunhai1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269569101101114562" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSFFLZaBpMI/AAAAAAAAALI/bKYo1KPbRnc/s200/Feillunhai1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSFFHzK3isI/AAAAAAAAALA/PXfnjV18v4o/s1600-h/Feilunhai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269569039297383106" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSFFHzK3isI/AAAAAAAAALA/PXfnjV18v4o/s200/Feilunhai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fahrenheit! i ♥ yoooohs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSFFp3p1FiI/AAAAAAAAALg/a5qMKx9lMx0/s1600-h/Fayth%26me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269569624616539682" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSFFp3p1FiI/AAAAAAAAALg/a5qMKx9lMx0/s200/Fayth%26me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,totallly nuts. I took it in th toilet!&lt;br /&gt;- this is taken from thy shopping trip with fayth&amp;amp;joyce:)!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my face isnt as poofy as that ==' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights, 50th post &lt;3333333!&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, goin window-shopping with my aunt. o.o! lmaos, my sister following.&lt;br /&gt;heard that she's goin to treat two of us to buffet. @.@ sighhh, i think she's making us fat.&lt;br /&gt;ughhhs. My sister yes. is thin like bamboo pole -- from th china trip.&lt;br /&gt;But no need drag me in also mahs ): later i gain kilos how? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;bleahs, now there's no peace with my sister in the house buzzing -__- here we go again ...&lt;br /&gt;gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4395658534678880170-3128588429483626095?l=th-lovedharts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/feeds/3128588429483626095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4395658534678880170&amp;postID=3128588429483626095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3128588429483626095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4395658534678880170/posts/default/3128588429483626095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://th-lovedharts.blogspot.com/2008/11/50th-post.html' title='50th Post'/><author><name>Mabel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_shpzziL9tRE/SSFFcYalnKI/AAAAAAAAALY/9kiJY8JGtUU/s72-c/RedDevil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
