<?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-35497016</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:52:59.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIKE THE WIND;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116826450593316338</id><published>2007-01-08T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T22:33:55.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://xanga.com/rememberthe_love"&gt;MOVED&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;But this blog will probably still be in use or at least still here cause it has sentimental values.  I think? I dont knowwww. But my archives will still be here not like the other old blog where my archvies were really embarrassing, so no archives. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BENAVON LEE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;Im wishing you twice. Here and one's on xanga, am I nice or what (: Hahah. Anyway, I think ive said what I wanted to say on xanga, so yes.&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116826450593316338?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116826450593316338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116826450593316338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116826450593316338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116826450593316338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2007/01/moved-but-this-blog-will-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116815692446344481</id><published>2007-01-06T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T00:02:04.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boo.&lt;br /&gt;I changed skin and STILL it is screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellllllll.&lt;br /&gt;I will probably move, cause I know what I want to try now. Not blogger. But it wont be so soon cause I've wasted too much time trying to fix the old skin, this one and make a new one but somehow my codes were all wrong. And i realised, the problems lie with the posts! BOOO. And I cant make a new one now cause ima good girl and ive gotta study (: Hah.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And I dont think I can say this tomorrow cause WE'LL BE OUT (:&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCE, XUE!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always being there to share the laughs, to hear my rants and everythinggg. Thanks. And its always so fun when we get so high, like when we played concentration yesterday. And having to do the chicken dance for the forfeit. And I do, love you enough thats why I did it with you (: Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Lala.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll have the best day tomorrow! WITH US! haha. We shall all shower you with lots of love (: Haha. It might be the last birthday you spend with us here right? So I hope you have the bestest time alright. It's your day tomorrow dearie and we'll make it a special one somehow. And we can play concentration and do the chicken dance again(: Or better still, play tongkat! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;LOVEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116815692446344481?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116815692446344481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116815692446344481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116815692446344481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116815692446344481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2007/01/boo.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116791664581612056</id><published>2007-01-04T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T07:10:08.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First day of school yesterday was just weird. It felt funny going back to school after having been sleeping late and waking up late for the whole holiday and all of a sudden I have to wake up early for school.  And to wake up early I have to start sleeping early. Which is good because then I can grow taller (or was the sleep early and grow tall thing only like a myth?) But if I grow taller then I can not get 'left behind' while everyone else is growing. It's so sad, my sister is only p4 and she is catching up with me lah. She is about Mo's height already! Meaning Mo is catching up too. Badd. Haha. And like he says, he will look gay when he does the batting the eyelids thing which he looked so cute doing during watchnight. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Boo. But it still feels weird, so surreal.&lt;br /&gt;But it is good being back in school after so long. I missed people (: And it is time to start studying and stop rotting at home, though it kind of means an end to all the late nights spent online, and late night phone calls and stuff like that. BOO ): But all the restrictions that my dad sets will probably not happen as school life becomes more hectic, just like last year. From sleep before whatever time I only started sleeping at 1, doing work at night and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;The holidays officially ended today cause lessons will only start tomorrow. No more playing weird card games that I became lousy in, no more playing the stupid one worded story game and no more running around during lesson times and getting chased out of the other class by Mr Teo. Rawwwr. And no more sitting around, being bored and listening to bren make her whale sounds. AND  I STILL CANNOT find my textbooks because I smartly put them away after studying for one or two days during the holidays and now its goneeee. Oh well. Should be able to find them over the weekends. (:&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad. I dont think I can go online MUCH anymore since my dad got all pissed when I turned it on last night at like 10 plus and less than a min later I had to turn it off. BOO ): And the countdown for the last day of school has already started, can you believe it? Haha. 39 more weeks of school excluding this week and holidays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, KELVIN KOH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School started on your birthday lah! Wah lau. Haha. But still, happy belated birthday. You should have had fun yesterday, right? (: And sorry if I was all pissy and stuff yesterday yeahhh. Shouldnt have been cause it was your birthday but I told you, just went psycho. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being willing to listen to whatever problems and for being able to tell when there's something wrong with me and stuff. And for doing what you do best, Haha. Making me laugh. But thanks for everything yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;AND,&lt;br /&gt;Eat more carrots (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh and please bear with the whole messy template thing cause I think I kinda screwed up the code when I chose some dont know what for one of the posts. But yeah. Either bear with it, or use FIREFOX (: i love firefox :D I'm still trying to make a new template or change it first since my dad doesnt let me be on the comp for long. And I think highlighting while reading will help, but firefox is STILL BETTER (: haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you never call me when you're sober&lt;br /&gt;you only want it cause its overr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116791664581612056?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116791664581612056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116791664581612056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116791664581612056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116791664581612056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day-of-school-yesterday-was-just.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116758757023281765</id><published>2006-12-31T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T10:00:43.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is now 07.&lt;br /&gt;And just an hour ago was 06, spent in Trinity @ PL worshipping, crying, group hugs with happy new years and starting the year with the Lord. I really dont regret missing my family dinner, missing the countdown at the rink for this because it was really wonderful the worship and bonding and even the crying. A great way to end the year, the same way we started last year at Watchnight 05 too where they wouldnt let us jump because we might cause the whole Trinity @ Adam to collapse and we had to jump in our hearts. My first watchnight as a youth- that was how I started 06 and its how I'm ending my 06. So cool.&lt;br /&gt;I think the previous year has been pretty eventful.&lt;br /&gt;I made friends, lost some. I've loved and I still love (: I've laughed, I've cried, I've hurt, I've given up, I've gotten back up on my feet again and amongst all of those, I've grown alot. Spiritually and mentally. But that wont limit my expectations for next year, because I believe that God will do a much deeper work in 07.&lt;br /&gt;07, a new season, a new vision, new heart, new love and new everything!&lt;br /&gt;And Im really excited about this year. Starting school again, making more new friends, and hopefully making a difference in their lives. Though the ending of 06 was really fast, much faster than I expected and I did not end certain things the way I wanted to, no clean break, no clearing up, nothing. But I've let go and thats why I'm ready for 07 because I've managed to let go of everything in the last few hours of last year. Regrets? Maybe. But 07 will be better. Even though it is still unknown and scary to most, just trust that He who knew you before your birth has already have the all the days that are ordained for you written down in His book of life and that He will be with you each and every step of the way to guide you through your darkest. He will be there during your lowest when man fails too.&lt;br /&gt;And knowing that is enough to make me bold enough to move on to 07, with Him. (:&lt;br /&gt;And church will be good though different. I will be with Handsome Fang! Oh no. Haha. But yes, I think it will be pretty cool to be in the same buzz group as him. And Michelle Fam, the BLUR one. But I will take care of you during buzz group, and protect you from Handsome Fang! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;School. I expect alot from school this year. Last year was really different. I was just really different. Not who I really am but that must have been part of His plan too. And school, I hope to be able to make a difference in there, in SC people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;07, a new year. A time for new years resolutions. I always never fulfil them but this year, I'm greedy and I have lots of them. Too many to name but next year, next year we shall see how many of them do I actually manage to fulfil. Not including the fulfilling all my new years resolution one.&lt;br /&gt;07, may all of you  have a great new year. Take this chance for a new start, a new beginning. Put away the hurts and start- a clean slate with new faith, new hope, new vision, new heart and new love. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo, blogger failed me.&lt;br /&gt;So I didnt reply tags cause it messed up my post but just wanna say thank you to Superman, to ariel and even Dee who stood up for me against whoever that is. But it really doesnt matter cause he or she has the right to say what they want and I wont let it get to me. And you there, you dont really have a right to judge to say things cause what you are doesnt make you any better than I am. But whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red. lift. me. you. him. she. her. we.&lt;br /&gt;do you remember? cause I still do.&lt;br /&gt;chocolate (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116758757023281765?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116758757023281765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116758757023281765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116758757023281765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116758757023281765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/it-is-now-07.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116749830751848437</id><published>2006-12-30T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T09:34:10.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that the days come easy and the moments pass slow,&lt;br /&gt;And each road leads you where you want to go,&lt;br /&gt;And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.&lt;br /&gt;And if one door opens to another door closed,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,&lt;br /&gt;If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more than anything, more than anything,&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more than you can hold,&lt;br /&gt;And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never look back, but ya never forget,&lt;br /&gt;All the ones who love you, in the place you left,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,&lt;br /&gt;And you help somebody every chance you get,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,&lt;br /&gt;And you always give more than you take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But more than anything, yeah, and more than anything,&lt;br /&gt;My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,&lt;br /&gt;You never need to carry more than you can hold,&lt;br /&gt;And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this, is my wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#FF99CC" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazing-indulgences.com%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FRascal%20Flatts%20-%20My%20Wish.rbs&amp;amp;colors=body:#FF99CC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#000000;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the dearies in PL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for everything that you all have done this year and it's been a great blessing, getting to know all of you and I thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;And we WILL still keep in touch and meet up or something, yeah? And most importantly, I will keep each of you in my prayer and I will remember you guys loads. And you will be missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DELISE YANG;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I wont be seeing you in church next year already, take care yeah. And i'll always just be a phonecall/sms away okay! Dont forget, I've booked you for next year EOYs period, Serene, again. Okay! (: LOVE LOADS DEARIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style="font-weight: style="font-weight: bold;" bold=""&gt;GRACE TANG; &lt;/style="font-weight:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beloved mysterious buzz group leader. Thanks for all that you've done within the group and continue serving as a leader next year because you ARE a wonderful leader, really. You made buzz group fun and stuff. And we MUST MUST meet up sometime next year k? Rememeber we still have a movie to go to together! LOVE YOU TOO DEAR GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;style="font-weight: bold=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRIAN CHAN;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been a great kor and I really thank you for making a difference in my life. Being there to listen to my rants, guiding me when I really need direction and giving me advice and MATH TUITION. haha. Thanks, really. Skate next year ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style="font-weight: bold=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRO ALOYSIUS FENG;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're going to the PROMISE LAND! Haha. Continue to be a wonderful leader and impacting your youths yeah? And thanks for being the leader that knew my dirty little secrets! Haha! Anyway, thank you for all the talks about STUFFS and PEOPLE and yupp. Must keep in touch okay! And keep the polar bear toy properly. And HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY! AND AND AND. FOP next year ah! Maybe with him too? Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style="font-weight: bold=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JEANN CHOE;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My once was geog/math/science and alot of subjects tutor who taught me at serene. Writing on the chalk board in Island Creamery. Haha. I still remember how I could not do mental sums and Isaac was laughing at me lah! Haha. But I will miss you jeann! You  really do have a heart to serve God and continue growing in Him and rising up to win your school for Him and make a difference in people's lives. I'll still see you around! And wait for my praise report next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style="font-weight: bold=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPERMAN;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Superman with the strong arms from hockey. Haha. You're really amusing you know? Lol. But thanks for all the laughs and being so accomodating? And taking all those pictures with me and riel and stuff. Haha. Funny. Anyway, I'll still see you on my tagboard? Online? And during combined services right? So you cant get rid of phototaking sessions! Haha(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style="font-weight: bold=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUIROU;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOTAKING! Haha. Superman's sister. Lol. Take care at PL k? And dont let your brother bully you. Haha. But we must keep in touch k? (: And take more pictures at watch night tomorrow or something cause we didnt take today! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style="font-weight: bold=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KEITH YONG;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy yong! HAHA. KEITH YONG, YOU KNOW YOU'RE SO CUTE! hahah. Have fun at PL, you are not alone k? And He placed you there for a reason k. So dont fret and have fun there you will enjoy it. You  have people like Huirou, Superman, Dee and grace? Mhmm. So keep growing in the Lord and GROW TALLER DEAR BOY! Haha. I shall see you end of next year during christmas to pass you whichever soccer ball that you like again next year, and YOU MUST BE TALLER THAN ME K! haha. And take care of your injuries yeah, go  see a doctor if you need to but trust that the Lord will heal you(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEODORE;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being the peace maker, the wonderful CHer and the one who always never fails to go the extra mile to help others and to see that people are all well with each other. And really lah, you really have a heart for people a heart to serve and I thank God for you because He will use you mightily in PL. Continue serving as a CH k, and soon you will lead the PL team! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style="font-weight: bold=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISAAC WONG;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. you amusing scandalous person. Tsk. I dont know what to say, but I will miss having someone to disturb in church ): But nevermind, ONLINE ISAAC! haha. So weird lah, Mo is in Adam and you in PL. Oh well. You were called there so go do what you were called there for and rise up to be a great man of God. You know you can do it (: And I will STILL see you around, cant get rid of me :P Lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/style="font-weight:&gt;&lt;/style="font-weight:&gt;&lt;/style="font-weight:&gt;&lt;/style="font-weight:&gt;&lt;/style="font-weight:&gt;&lt;/style="font-weight:&gt;&lt;/style="font-weight:&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116749830751848437?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116749830751848437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116749830751848437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116749830751848437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116749830751848437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-hope-that-days-come-easy-and-moments.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116749448806389804</id><published>2006-12-30T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T08:03:37.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taiwan was good.&lt;br /&gt;Good food. Some crabby hotels, then big spacious ones that look oh so grand and nice, and wonderful spa resorts. Funny people on the same tour. And the famous taiwanese food. Late night shoppings. Long bus rides. Plucking strawberries. Mud spas, which by the way was really really good okay. And this gay looking but really nice tour guide that somehow made me think alot. Poor old lady selling retarded toys by the roadside in the cold. Cold wind. 6am morning calls. Cheena language. And the very scary then but really cool now, 5 degree earthquake that had 3 tremors, the most serious one of which happened when i was in the toilet -.- But thank God, we survived it and very luckily left the place which was affected the worse that same morning : D Thank God (:&lt;br /&gt;And we managed to cover the whole of Taiwan, going around it, from Tao Yuan all the way round and back again. And no, I didnt see Chen Shui Bian, I didnt take a picture with him -.- BUT, I did pass by his office. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But I loved the holiday. Though it was long and though I kept wanting to come back when I was there. It was a really good time of bonding with my family, with my cousin and it was fun and I dont mind going back again.&lt;br /&gt;And I just bought rice that is similar to what we had there, the BIG, ROUND AND YUMMY RICE, not like the skinny ones that we have in singapore. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will reply to the tags in the next post cause if i do it on the tagboard i'll probably flood it or somethingg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116749448806389804?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116749448806389804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116749448806389804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116749448806389804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116749448806389804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/taiwan-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116676031260342458</id><published>2006-12-21T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T20:05:12.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BOOOOO (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha. Posting from the airport. So cool, so cool. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Leaving for Taiwan today. So sad luhh. Chet just came back and I'm leaving and I'll be away for Christmas oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so very sorry you guys, Christmas presents only when Im back yeahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But still,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MAS PEOPLEEEE! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116676031260342458?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116676031260342458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116676031260342458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116676031260342458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116676031260342458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/booooo-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116655263625345203</id><published>2006-12-19T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T10:23:57.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/55057/P1000909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/629729/P1000909.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The girls (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/945148/P1000914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/806153/P1000914.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ABBY CHEO looked hot [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/583468/P1000915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/22597/P1000915.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeann, Me &amp; Riel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/919570/P1000923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/575553/P1000923.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Sis Cherie(: and SAM LOOKS HOT : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/489363/P1000921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/242391/P1000921.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jared Koh's masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/286021/P1000929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/17305/P1000929.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Superman! HAHA. He smiled, like, finally. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/315805/P1000932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/266592/P1000932.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Benn &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/158692/P1000933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/989234/P1000933.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Danyeow : D He used eyeliner. TSKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/290474/P1000934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/614868/P1000934.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Grass! (: HAHA, EUGENE TEO. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/148507/P1000939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/452097/P1000939.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Huirou : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/354541/P1000936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/194554/P1000936.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis Kassey (: Leader of my section next year. Whoo : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/589559/P1000938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/652978/P1000938.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH FROGGG (; haha. Reuben had a haircut too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/92020/monkayyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/113726/monkayyy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Post celebrate (: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from celebrate are up! (:&lt;br /&gt;Andddd. I must must thank Benn and Xue! Thank you dears, for coming shopping with me. For bearing with my fussiness and refusing certain stuffs. And still pressing on after feeling so tired and all. But really, I had a great time shopping. 3 good days, 6 good hours on the second. Really, it was good. Trying on a gazillion dresses all the can dos, the not this one, and the KIVs and stuff. Not forgetting the 2nd day when we tried on the most dressses and I had to remove the bimbo belt (as David calls it) each time. But it was cool(: And then we almost missed the last train? Gosh, that was really scary. But hey, it wasnt the last and we made it to newton! And then home in a cab. Thanks alot, really (: I love you two dearies :D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Jared Koh, since he got pulled along from Taka to Wisma then back to Taka and then Vivo : D and into a gazillon shops. And holding the pretty oversized black and white dress in Forever 21, looking so awkward. And giving us a chance to take a pic of you sleeping. Tskk. Unglam. Haha. But yupp : D Thank you too! (:&lt;br /&gt;And Ariel Tan! : D Thanks for letting me meet up with you before to change and stuff and lending me your pretty black bag : D ITS PRETTY!! haha. And thanks to your mom for sending us there on time too! (: BUT. How could we take pictures with everyone but not each other, HUH! haha. OH WELLLL. we took post celebrate at your house. I LOVE YOU TOO DEARIE! (:&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE ELSE THAT I CAMWHORED WITH; thanks : D I love love love all the pics. Reallly. Haha. And danyeow, the metro (: WHO LOVES TO CAMWHORE HAHA. :p and superman for smiling! HAHA. but I want another one cause this one didnt look gooood. lol. oh wellll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And thanks to the Celebrate com for all they did in the preparation if not none of these would have happened! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/35497016-116655263625345203?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116655263625345203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116655263625345203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116655263625345203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116655263625345203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/girls-abby-cheo-looked-hot-jeann-me.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116651331454341521</id><published>2006-12-18T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T23:30:51.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"... not becauase it is not but because it is not."&lt;br /&gt;".. China even though it had to revalue its yen."&lt;br /&gt;"One notch above the basket cases is the higher basket cases."&lt;br /&gt;"If you do not know what basket case means, it means to be stuck knee deep in shit."&lt;br /&gt;"And people who are stuck knee deep in shit, usually dont give a shit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. It was funny how weird, nonsensical and irrelevant stuff came out from Jon during the debate against other coachs. And even weirder because the motion was THBT globalisation has marginalized the poor, and that it had no relevance to shit. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But that was what made the debate funny. And kind of made it worth it, making me wake up at 6am just to go watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Celebrate at night, was really good. Hilltop Garden Restaurant was far classier than I had expected. Inside the Ballroom we were in, Ballroom A, the chairs were golden (cause of the covers and stuff) and it was really huge and pretty. The food was alright, though nothing like a Christmas dinner but it was alright. (: And then the items, performance by Joanna Teo and Candice and then the leaders and the slides and stuff. But more importantly, it was the fellowship and all the bonding and not forgetting camwhoring that made the whole night fun : D&lt;br /&gt;And we all saw how wonderfully Jared Koh drew (: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But it was sad that Chet couldnt make it cause of China ): OH WELLLL. Anyway, pictures up soon! And this time, I will REALLY upload them :D haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116651331454341521?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116651331454341521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116651331454341521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116651331454341521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116651331454341521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116619902720911697</id><published>2006-12-15T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T08:18:16.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dress shopping can be very frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;We combed the whole of far east, isetan (at Wisma) and half of Wisma, and Bugis Village, I think. And what did we get? Nothing. Just options, but nothing concrete nothing final. Rawwr.&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, it was pretty amusing. While looking for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;some people's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Christmas presents at the same time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;"What's your boyfriend's size?"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Oh welll.&lt;br /&gt;Dress shopping again tomorrow and Sunday. And by then we would probably have combed the whole of orchard. Hope we do find something SOOOON. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY GID!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope you had fun today!&lt;br /&gt;Im sure you did though, you guys all looked like little kids in the pool. Haha. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Blessed birthday!&lt;br /&gt;So sorry about the writings on your arm on your birthday that was really hard to remove!&lt;br /&gt;But I did have fun today, really.&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Little was cute (: and Mean Girls was, the same. Haha. And then.. the dinner. Hoho. It was cool lah. Bloody chicken. Heh! (: But it was coooool.&lt;br /&gt;And I still dont get bridge but the whole point was, that you'd have fun!&lt;br /&gt;So sorry the whole BBQ didnt work out cause no one brought food though.&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday again!&lt;br /&gt;Stay happy! Whooo : D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND,&lt;br /&gt;I MUST MUST MUST SAY THIS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE!&lt;/span&gt; SAVAGE GARDENNNN&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I'm high on savage garden, but their songs are seriously nice! 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116619902720911697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/dress-shopping-can-be-very-frustrating.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116608883176200744</id><published>2006-12-14T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T01:35:27.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house&lt;br /&gt;That don't bother me&lt;br /&gt;I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Even though going on with you gone still upsets me&lt;br /&gt;There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok&lt;br /&gt;But that's not what gets me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What hurts the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was being so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And having so much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And never knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What could have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was tryin' to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;But I'm doin' It&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;Still Harder&lt;br /&gt;Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret&lt;br /&gt;But I know if I could do it over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That I left unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Is being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts the most&lt;br /&gt;Is being so close&lt;br /&gt;And having so much to say&lt;br /&gt;And watching you walk away&lt;br /&gt;And never knowing&lt;br /&gt;What could have been&lt;br /&gt;And not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;Is what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not seeing that loving you&lt;br /&gt;That's what I was trying to do&lt;br /&gt;Ooohhh....&lt;br 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; S E 7 E N people and things that make me smile;&lt;br /&gt;1. GOD&lt;br /&gt;2. Church and the churchies : D&lt;br /&gt;3. Skating (: &lt;br /&gt;4. TEDDY BEARS. haha. Like anything (: Anything is cute.&lt;br /&gt;5. S-H-O-P-P-I-N-G.&lt;br /&gt;6. Banana. haha. Or at least when I say it to lynn : D&lt;br /&gt;7. Funny stuffs? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N Ways to Win my Heart;&lt;br /&gt;1. Know and love God or at least let me love Him.&lt;br /&gt;2. Must be able to make me laugh : D&lt;br /&gt;3. LOVE ME FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;4. Always be there; always be reachable. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;5. Be sincere &amp; understand me.&lt;br /&gt;6. Call; because I love calls : D if not smses &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; do. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;7. Sense of security &amp; mutual trust. Haha. It isnt really a way, but it will do I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N People I Believe/Trust In;&lt;br /&gt;1. GOD &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;2. Ariel, Benn, Xue, Grace, Abby, DEE&lt;br /&gt;3. Chet &amp; Eugene&lt;br /&gt;4. My family&lt;br /&gt;5. Char &amp;amp; Tai &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;6. Jess, Val &amp; Sim&lt;br /&gt;7. And some other people, cant remember now. But I trust people easily, so chances are, I trust YOU too : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N Things I Hope To Have/Do Now;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish Christmas shopping; or at least start with my list!&lt;br /&gt;2. Something to wear for Celebrate. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;3. SLEEEP (:&lt;br /&gt;4. Money, to get the presents after I've completed my list.&lt;br /&gt;5. Not lose you any further because things are bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;6. Island Creamery ice cream! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;7. Finish my puzzle that somehow got all broken after i fixed like 3/4 of it ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N Things I Do Everyday;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eat.&lt;br /&gt;2. TAWG&lt;br /&gt;3. Go on the comp.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleep : D&lt;br /&gt;5.  Sms people, to be very general.&lt;br /&gt;6. Think alot, which is baddd. But oh welll.&lt;br /&gt;7. SMILE : D its healthy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N People I Want to See Now&lt;br /&gt;1. Aunty Virgie : D&lt;br /&gt;2. Jess (:  SIMMY and Val&lt;br /&gt;4. Char &amp; TAI&lt;br /&gt;5. Ariel. We have to make the wonderful present for people! (:&lt;br /&gt;6. Xue, Benn and Abby! We have to go shopping for what to wear to Celebrate and xmas presents too!&lt;br /&gt;7. Dee! We need to catch up! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;8.CHET. Hurry come back! (: Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S E 7 E N People who should also do this;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow everything you are saying just confirms who it is over and over again, so why deny it cause the more you do, the worse it becomes. And really, Ive said it again and I'm saying it again, it doesnt matter. I dont care. Not anymore. It is between the two of you, not me. And i know he was one of the seven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116608826198919824?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116608826198919824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116608826198919824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116608826198919824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116608826198919824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/s-e-7-e-n-people-and-things-that-make.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116602128371789741</id><published>2006-12-13T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T06:52:08.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Camp was good. I worried and feared so much for nothing. Haha. But then again, that kind of happens all the time since I always imagine the worst case scenario and stuff.  But camp was really good.&lt;br /&gt;Camp was probably a time of self discovery and also the learning of many truths. Like during the games we had a station during "Bridging the Gap" where it was like fear factor and we had to eat cooked meal worms and it was so so so sick. And I learnt that I can never do fear factor stuffs, like seriously, cause I started crying. Haha. So dumb.&lt;br /&gt;And at camp, I gave God everything that I held in my heart for so long. The pain and hurt that I held onto for so long, hoping that the person who had caused it would come and make it alright again. But I realised that only God can, because I couldnt do it by myself. I learned alot of other things but it is not possible to type all of it out here so if you do want, I could always loan out the sermon notes : D&lt;br /&gt;"There will always be the one that will love you, physically. But there is One person that would always love you and His love for you is unconditional and that person is God."&lt;br /&gt;-Ata.&lt;br /&gt;So true (: That was one of the things she said during Bridging the Gap, where we had to try to evangalise to people. And during that game, we had a station where we had solve IQ puzzle and the guys like Mark and WeiWen did it because they were the ones that were good at stuff like that, AND GUESS WHAT? Yours truly solved the puzzle. HAHA. WHOOO : D I felt smart after that luh : D I loved the night games where we had to go around to stations blindfolded. Even the one where we had to do push ups, sit ups and half squats.&lt;br /&gt;But over all, the whole camp was very enjoyable and I really learned alot from there. And more so about the purpose and destiny that I, and the church, have in God.&lt;br /&gt;Of course besides learning about God's word, I made new friends as well. From Ithai; Lyn, Mark Liong, Wei Wen, Atalia, Grace, Joshua, David and our AL, Bro Victor (Chua). And I talked to or said a few words to people I never thought I would talk to. So cool lah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And Chet, Eugene and Riel were really nice to walk me back to my block twice during the camp. And Chet lent me his SJI bear, that I named Anything (: Haha. So sad lah, I called and talked to Reuben on the last night of camp lah so I cant call anymore. It was super funny somemore, cause he was talking about how they were cooking using kettles and then cats and weird stuffs. Then I cant call and disturb him about his "girlfriend". HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;And I became known as Broom and little girl -.- during camp. Nicknames. Last year was Joey, cause Andre came up with it. Haha. And Shuang had ShuangBobSquarepants. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellllll.&lt;br /&gt;Camp was good. And it's sad. Coming back. But then again, we do not need camps to encounter God and receive a touch from Him. So coming back is actually pretty good since I was looking forward to it at the start of camp cause I was already homesick. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;: D&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I dont have to eat cabbage that had caterpillars in it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116602128371789741?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116602128371789741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116602128371789741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116602128371789741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116602128371789741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/camp-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116568670199528411</id><published>2006-12-09T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T09:59:11.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Camp is in a few hours and I'm not even done packing yet.&lt;br /&gt;My bag is still half empty, my socks, or should I say one side of one of the pair is missing.&lt;br /&gt;And I dont feel like packing anymore. And being really smart, I forgot all about my passport until Andrew reminded me. And now I cant find it. BOO ):&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm feeling all mixed up about camp. Part of me excited because I know I will grow because I cant wait to give up all that is holding me back, all that has been scarring me because I cant do it on my own. And yet the other part afraid. Afraid that when I return things will change for the worse, things with some people, just things. And I hate it when things change for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow I'm not looking forward to it as much as I was for last years. Not because I have no one to look forward to, because it was after last year's (: but that is beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I can put it in words because I'm not expressive (or at least I dont think I am) and I dont know how to put exactly how I feel down in black and white, so I'm feeling ________. Whatever the word in the blank is supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;But I will still be going for camp, and maybe all that I've been feeling was wrong all the while because I will go there and have a great time : D waking Gid up in the morning, if I do wake up before him, and with whoever my group mates are. And going to ANN LOH's bunk : D and.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, right. Took pictures with Superman and Jeann today : D so cool. Haha. But superman was super dao lah. He didnt smile! ): HAHA. or only for certain pictures, stupid. haha. Upload them after camp : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116568670199528411?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116568670199528411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116568670199528411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116568670199528411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116568670199528411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/camp-is-in-few-hours-and-im-not-even.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116550354038704038</id><published>2006-12-08T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T07:56:46.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"He's a flasher."&lt;br /&gt;"I thought he flashed too much then your parents chased him out."&lt;br /&gt;And a misunderstanding of "Look at his muscles" becoming "Look at my muscles"&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry, we cant have _____."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;"She has a bubble in her eye."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm lying next to her."&lt;br /&gt;"She said my body not very nice to lie on."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm playing tai tee in the toilet."&lt;br /&gt;"I sound smelly?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ring Ring Ring Ring Ring, Banana."&lt;br /&gt;"His nipples looked like octopus eyes."&lt;br /&gt;"His belly buttons look like a mouth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Striptease.&lt;br /&gt;Strip poker.&lt;br /&gt;Flashing.&lt;br /&gt;And alot of crap &lt;em&gt;said&lt;/em&gt;, not done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, the night before, yesterday &amp;amp;today was hilarious. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116550354038704038?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116550354038704038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116550354038704038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116550354038704038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116550354038704038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/hes-flasher.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116559641208784684</id><published>2006-12-08T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T08:46:52.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the 8th day of december, almost the 9th and just a few more weeks till school starts and yet there are still many things I have to do before the hols end, while going for Emerge camp and a possible trip to I have no idea where yet.&lt;br /&gt;I NEEDDD ;&lt;br /&gt;#1. CH CHALET (:&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what happened to it, but I thought it was supposed to happen, then now we have no plans? Does that make sense? Lol. I need the chalet cause I already planned with Superman how to disturb him at night. Like going into his room at night every 5 mins &amp;sitting outside his room waiting for him to open the door before sticking my head in &amp;amp;looking through the window and rubbish like that. HAHA. so lame. But a CH chalet will be fun &amp;we need to bondddd : D&lt;br /&gt;#2. Beachhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind. Then can have 2 beach outings a week like the CH and sectional the other time where I ended up looking like some burnt meant or something -.- But it was funn : DD and the next time we have to try Tanjong Beach since its pretty quiet. (:&lt;br /&gt;#3.Finish reading MOV and the Chi book&lt;br /&gt;They're boring, really. I fell asleep reading it in the bus on the way to work at Joseph's so maybe I should like read them whenever I cant get to sleep or somethingg : D heh.&lt;br /&gt;#4. Meet Jess, Val and Sim.&lt;br /&gt;We've put it off for SO LONGG. And we were supposed to go Xmas shopping, so it'd better happen SOOOON. (:&lt;br /&gt;#5. Lunch with the person who owes me lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Hey you, you still owe me lunch! And I owe you 2 years of birthday present. Lol (:&lt;br /&gt;#6. Meet Tai and Char!&lt;br /&gt;It's been about a month, all the putting off. Haha. Oh welllll. We'd better go before Tai goes to US or next year? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I think I still owe people stuff, have to do things with/for some people but I cant list it here now cause I gotta go pack for camp. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp. 2 more days. And I'm still feeling all mixed up about it. Shouldnt I be excited? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;maybe its cause i know you wont be there.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116559641208784684?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116559641208784684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116559641208784684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116559641208784684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116559641208784684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-8th-day-of-december-almost-9th-and.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116551345348405203</id><published>2006-12-07T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T09:51:24.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;01. Classes you've been in throughout&lt;br /&gt;highschool;&lt;br /&gt;; 1SY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. Favourite teacher throughout&lt;br /&gt;highschool;&lt;br /&gt;; Mrs Chia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03.Favourite subject/subjects;&lt;br /&gt;; Lit &amp;Hist &amp;amp;Com studies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Describe your school uniform;&lt;br /&gt;; sleeveless &amp;blue &amp;amp;airy &amp;can be and is mostly altered by almost everyone to be just right 4 fingers above your knee so that you dont get booked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05.Describe your school's badge;&lt;br /&gt;; Yellow &amp;green with the yinyang sign and has the SC motto below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. Favourite canteen food &amp;amp; drink;&lt;br /&gt;; ORANGECRACKERS : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Best part of your school;&lt;br /&gt;; memories : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. Does your school have a library;&lt;br /&gt;; mhmms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Ever been in the afternoon session;&lt;br /&gt;; Kindergarten, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Describe your school's location;&lt;br /&gt;; Diagonally opp my house : D between AC br &amp;SJI, next to Chinese Unite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What colour is your school;&lt;br /&gt;; ERRRR. white? and peachy beige?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How many floors;&lt;br /&gt;; 4 in the sec block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What floor is/was your class on&lt;br /&gt;; FIRST, next to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you know the words to your&lt;br /&gt;school song;&lt;br /&gt;; mhmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you like your school song;&lt;br /&gt;; its okay? Did you know, it was from a hymn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Most annoying teacher/teachers;&lt;br /&gt;; I shant say : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Coolest teacher/teachers;&lt;br /&gt;; mrs chia : D and maybe lao shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Prettiest teacher/teachers;&lt;br /&gt;; Ms ong, the relief teacher that MR TEO LIKES. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Noisiest teacher/teachers;&lt;br /&gt;; probably Mr teo, cause the class he is in is always the noisiest so it prob has something to do with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Did you like going to school;&lt;br /&gt;; sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What sports house were you in;&lt;br /&gt;; now it's by class BUT YELLOW'S THE BEST, MAN (: Yellow was like what, 6 year champ in pri school? haha. Fine, not 6, 4? I cant remember! But we beat green &amp;blue : D and we had Tessa! and ME :D HAHA KIDDING. and Bok and all nice nice yellow team people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.Which house won this year's sports&lt;br /&gt;day?&lt;br /&gt;; YELLOW! &amp;in sec school? I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Take part in anything for during&lt;br /&gt;your sports day&lt;br /&gt;; mhmm. 200m?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Best highschool memory&lt;br /&gt;; alot but most recent will be dancing with Tai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Ever been called to the&lt;br /&gt;principal's office;&lt;br /&gt;; YES ): haha. it was bad. but oh welll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Ever been caught with anything&lt;br /&gt;illegal during a spot check?&lt;br /&gt;; no, unless long nails count cause I got scolded for forgetting to cut them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Ever brought your phone to school;&lt;br /&gt;; everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Ever been called for a session&lt;br /&gt;with the school's counsellor;&lt;br /&gt;; HAHA. no. But I tried looking for her. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Ever done anything stupid (breaking&lt;br /&gt;school rules) with your friends?&lt;br /&gt;; hahha i cant remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you miss school?&lt;br /&gt;; not really, im enjoying my hols and kind of dreading to go back to school but that I shall probably talk more about it when its nearing the end of the hols which is really really soon. Drats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116551345348405203?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116551345348405203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116551345348405203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116551345348405203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116551345348405203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/01.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116550442540292171</id><published>2006-12-07T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T08:32:46.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finish the sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;lets run through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; it all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; happy : DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;i wish i could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;i can't believe that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; you said you wanna ________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;you're such a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;why did you have to be so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; nice to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;i hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; being bugged by irritating people. RAWWWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;i need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to buy all the christmas presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;my favourite store&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; is my favourite shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;i am in love with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; N72&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;the best season is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; SUMMER (HAHA. riel, E and A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;i love you because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you first loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;my best friend is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; everything to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;they are my good friends because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; they were always there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;my favourite subject is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; LIT AND HIST : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;why is this happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to me? haha. i dont know what but.. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;how am i going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; unjumble the mess in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is your heart now, who is it with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first word coming to mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; little boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ty) pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;pretty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; HC DUDE! haha. i actually forgot how he looked like you know =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; headed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;short &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;famous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; amos [HAHA. I REMEMBER YOUR ANS DEE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; hot babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;nerdy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;my worst enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;my best family member is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you look like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shant bother to do the quiz part. but I look like me. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116550442540292171?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116550442540292171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116550442540292171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116550442540292171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116550442540292171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/finish-sentence.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116541974851393262</id><published>2006-12-06T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T07:42:28.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE BIMBO TEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My fingernails/toenails are almost always painted&lt;br /&gt;[ ] During the summer pretty much the only shoes I wear are flip flops&lt;br /&gt;[x] My favorite toy as a child were barbies&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My favorite color is purple, totally.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I did Gymnastics [used to be in gym till I had ______ mock exam (: ]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love skirts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hollister is my favorite place to shop&lt;br /&gt;[] Tight jeans are the only jeans I'll wear&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love chocolate&lt;br /&gt;[] I've never had a real job&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My hair is straightened&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have at least 8 friendster pictures&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I usually go shopping once a week&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to hang out with friends&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a real diamond ring or diamond necklace [not that I ever wear it. lol]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've gone to a tanning salon&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've gone to the beach to tan - not to swim&lt;br /&gt;[] I have at least 10 pairs of shoes [Don’t think so, or even if I did I don’t wear them]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I watch either the OC or Laguna Beach&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I change my icon weekly&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I wear a shower cap [sometimes for certain stuffs]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would NEVER step foot into Hot Topic&lt;br /&gt;[x] My cell phone might as well become a part of me&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear mascara everyday&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been or am on a diet&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bathing suits are adorable [they are but I don’t wear them. Not now anyway]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't know the difference between a sheep and a goat.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Big sunglasses are hot&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have gotten my nails done&lt;br /&gt;[x] I own over 10 purses [wallets count too right?]&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] MTV is one of my favorite channels (like I have cable!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] All I want to do at sleepovers is talk about boys&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to have other girls do my hair [not every other girl but, some. And my maid]&lt;br /&gt;[x] I give and receive hugs from all my friends&lt;br /&gt;[x] I hate bugs, snakes, lizards, spiders&lt;br /&gt;[x] Carnivals are so fun! [HAHA. Carnival. LOL.]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Summer is THE best season&lt;br /&gt;[x] My swimsuit has 2 pieces [ not that I wear it now cause I rarely swim]&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm waiting for my knight in shining armor [HEH.]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Pianists are so hot. [I think drummers or guitarists are better lahh]&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x]You write me a poem and tell me I'm beautiful and I'm all yours&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am self-conscious.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I cry often&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My car smells like vanilla&lt;br /&gt;[x] My dishes get washed more than once a week [but not by me (: ]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't do sports&lt;br /&gt;[x] I HATE to run [at least 2.4 but its ironic since I was in track]&lt;br /&gt;[x] I squeal when I am surprised or angry&lt;br /&gt;[x] I eat dried fruit as a snack [like those dried mango? (:]&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love romance novels&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Drew Barrymore is so cute&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I dance a lot&lt;br /&gt;[x] I usually spend over an hour to get ready to leave my house&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I only have like 5 billion hair products&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to get dressed up&lt;br /&gt;[x] Every part of my outfit needs to match [though sometimes I cant do it ):]&lt;br /&gt;[x] I talk on the phone at least once a day to my friends [not all my friends but at least one a day?]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I would love to have a photo shoot of myself&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Price on clothes hardly matters&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I apply lip gloss 50 times a day&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wish I were a model&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wish I could meet Paris Hilton to slap her (I'd rather not have anything to do with her)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been something that was slutty on halloween&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I own Uggs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hip Hop is the best music&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I pop my collar&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like to be the center of attention&lt;br /&gt;[x] Guys with Mohawks are crazy [and some are hot]&lt;br /&gt;[x] Horses are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'd rather not pay attention in school&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cats are adorable&lt;br /&gt;[x] I write my own music/song/lyric [wrote]&lt;br /&gt;[x] I would love to visit Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;[x] Valentine's day! I like!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] White is better then black&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wouldn't be caught dead in all black&lt;br /&gt;[x] My closet is STOCK FULL of clothes [its pretty full?]&lt;br /&gt;[x] I hate the grunge look of a beard [grunge look? well I dont like beards at all?]&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love to read gossip magazines&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love to gossip&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I had Lisa Frank folders, posters as a kid&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love Celine Dion&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My bubble baths are 2 hr long&lt;br /&gt;[x] My wedding only needs a groom because it's already planned [HAHA. Go ahead laugh.]&lt;br /&gt;[x] My friends and I are in a strict group. We mostly only hang out with each other [note, MOSTLY.]&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like kids&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Diet drinks are the best&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm all about being vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I refuse to eat at McDonald's (I go there almost every week!)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I check my friendster everyday&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I LOVE life!&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a lot of jewellery! [but I don’t wear them! (: seldom]&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Claire's has cheap jewellery&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My screen names have x's in them&lt;br /&gt;[x] Either one of my friendster profile has/had &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;[x] I would never want to be the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;[x] It's not what he/she said, it's the way he/she said it&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have more than 3 pillows on my bed (exactly 3 HAH)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have a stuffed toy sleeping beside me (the turtle from Shaunice)&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love tidy and clean places&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Total: 51/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bim at all (; BUT ITS MORE BIM THAN DEE! Like, how is that possible?! LOL. Oh well. The test is probably screwed. Bim is so not me, I'm like, smart. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The most bim person would probably be isaac. Yes, bim. Not himbo cause he is androgynous. And maybe even possibly heramaphrodite. HAHA. Okay, kidding. He cant be, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know my camp group already! Whooo : D But I'll do another quiz Then update about camp groups : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their firsts:&lt;br /&gt;First bestfriend: Eliska; but she's in Czech.&lt;br /&gt;First school: Err. Holy Grace? Unless like all those pre schools count but I cant remember them already.&lt;br /&gt;First cellphone: Some samsung flip phone.&lt;br /&gt;First funeral: My grandmother's funeral.&lt;br /&gt;First pet: A hamster. But it died ):&lt;br /&gt;First big trip: To australia, I think. The sand dunes (:&lt;br /&gt;First fight: Cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;First celebrity crush: Can't remember. I think it was Bryan from Westlife? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;First time out of the country: FORGOT.&lt;br /&gt;First job: Selling gloves at Josephs? (: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;First myspace friend: dont use myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And their lasts...&lt;br /&gt;Last person you hugged: Errr. I dont note hugs.&lt;br /&gt;Last car ride: The one home from the bus stop opp Riel's house that detoured to Southaven.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you cried: Now. Because of a stupid reason like Ann loh not being my AL.&lt;br /&gt;Last movie you watched: Errr. Accepted? Yes. I havent watched any movies. ):&lt;br /&gt;Last food you ate: Pomelo?&lt;br /&gt;Last item bought: The pretty love love love stamp and the XoXo heart stamp and the Xmas presents.&lt;br /&gt;Last shirt worn: Germany : D&lt;br /&gt;Last phonecall: Eugene Teo at Taka. No. Ariel about camp.&lt;br /&gt;Last text message: "really? hahaz... okay." - benedict.&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you touched: The fullstop thing.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you were at the mall: Just a few hours ago?&lt;br /&gt;Last time you were excited about something: Just when I was excited about camp.&lt;br /&gt;Last person you saw: Excluding family members? Ariel.&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you drank: Ice blended belgium chocolate from starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;Last person who broke your heart: The first person that stole it.&lt;br /&gt;Last time you were honestly happy: Yesterday? skating? and today with ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, camp.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Marcus' group. Thats okay I guess. Only that I want ANN LOH as my AL. It's just.. RAWWWR.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think i can wear fbts without getting scolded already.. lol&lt;br /&gt;But I dont know lah. I guess..&lt;br /&gt;You dont go there for the people. You go there for God.&lt;br /&gt;But Ann Loh.. Rawwr. I want to tradeee I dont mind trading with Eugene or Xue.. But I guess. I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Ithai.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess and I kinda already know that camp will be fun and I will grow more than I did last year and I hope to just give up everything that I should and yeahh :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116541974851393262?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116541974851393262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116541974851393262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116541974851393262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116541974851393262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/bimbo-test-my-fingernailstoenails-are_06.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116533975657053288</id><published>2006-12-05T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T09:29:17.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You dont understand do you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is what makes me look forward to each passing day now it means a lot to me. It was what helped me get back on my feet after I fell, bad. It was what I just learnt to channel all my love, unrequited nonetheless, to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now you are telling me you wanna take the privillege away from me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What am I gonna do now? What to look forward to besides church? Where, who or what am I supposed to channel that love to now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RAWWWR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take whatever you want away, just not skating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lesson today was pretty fun. We worked on spins, againnn ): And it was really funny cause I lost control and was spinning too near the board and as expected I eventually crashed onto the board and fell. And Raymond just laughed. Desmond who sat outside saw and started clapping -.- Rawwwr.  I'm working on it already can! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jumps were alright :DDDD Footwork so-so (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And took a train back with Ricardo again. Haha. It was so funn cause it was empty then we were doing off ice on the moving train. Jumping. And he did axle and kept crashing into the poles in the middle and I just laughed. And there was once cause he saw something really private. rawwwr. So while trying to get it back from him we both fell and hit the chairs. Awww. Poor head of mine. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fear does not give you a right to hurt others. Fear, can be worked out and I'm sure someone would have been willing to make it go away. Fear, just isnt a valid reason. I thought you were better than that, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And you, you changed your stand. Not your fault, really. I dont have a say in everything you do cause it is your life. And with regards to what you did, I dont feel anythingg. I cant.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116533975657053288?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116533975657053288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116533975657053288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116533975657053288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116533975657053288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-dont-understand-do-you-it-is-what.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116524195908270009</id><published>2006-12-04T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T06:23:14.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just realised I cant live without my phone because it makes me feel so insecure, so incontactable and like I'm not in contact with the rest of the world. Maybe its because I've been too attached to my phone and its no wonder why Joseph almost confiscated my phone the other day at work cause he was like, "sms so much.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well. My phone's screwed. I cant sms, I cant receive/ see smses though I know I get them, I cant even view my contacts now, cant see call log, etc, all because my memory is full and im supposed to delete data and i tried deleting and they said, memory full therefore unable to process your thing or some rubbish like that. Then how do you expect me to delete?! -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rawwwr. It's so pissifying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well. On a lighter note.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Camp is coming soon :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And even though I havent packed, I'm looking forward to it, I think. I'm not too sure. I guess its just all jumbled up emotions because on one hand, camp was fun last year and I'm sure it will be again and I will grow more through the camp and yet on the other hand it is all the last year had this, last year had him and stuff like that and yeah. It probably doesnt make sense to you, but whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And very smartly, I lost my packing list ): But eugene teo is nice enough to send it to me :D whoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder who's group I'll be in, who my group members will be. I still havent gotten the call yet ): I remember panicking last year and thinking I didnt have a group until I got the call. And last year was reaaaaally fun but I was dying in the heat during the afternoon games. haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but I still have that doubt that it might not be that fun, without you, without the torches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it was you wasnt it? but why? why couldnt you tell me yourself? why did i have to find out for myself? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in the rush, we are quick to jump to conclusions without even giving other a chance to finish and despite how right we think we are, we end up all wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116524195908270009?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116524195908270009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116524195908270009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116524195908270009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116524195908270009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-just-realised-i-cant-live-without-my.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116516313932851733</id><published>2006-12-03T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T08:25:39.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Work today was really fun :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because we practically slacked the whole way through, watching the competition and then eating ALOT (popcorn, hotdogs, andddd foood) and then desmond and akira came in their army uniform. SO COOOOL :D haha. And I tried playing with Terry's psp, but being stupid, I didnt know how to work it so I was like, ah, nevermindd when I was at the point of choosing my car cause it was some racing thingg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And for the first time in quite awhile, I got piggybacked! :D haha. I kind of forced my way up and then desmond piggy backed me and got jeffrey (is that his name, that guy?) to open the dustbin right outside the rink near the lift and almost threw me in. So mean! Haha. But it was FUNNN :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then Jackeline's cousin was pretending to be a ghost -.- and scared me lah cause she stuck her head right into the rack and then in the shop we hid in the gap under the chairs cause Joseph wasnt around and then we ended up dusting off all the dust because it was so super dusty there. YUCKKK. hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Jackeline and her Terry, so sweeet (: Haha. Alot of, accidentally on purpose said sweet stuff. And then the childish slapping, poking and teasing each other game. Haha! And i fell off the stool laughing cause my heels got caught on the bottom and I flew off. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But after work there was shopping and we tried on so many pretty clothes that we didnt buy because Joseph hasnt paid us yet? ): Oh well. TOMORROW :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Skate Asia Winter Classics is over ): Will try to post some pics up soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one, two, THREE! haha. I won eugene teo in scissors paper stone : D whooo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Hi, I'm eugene teo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm available."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Boy, you know what? Shut up." (chet) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"you think you who ah boy? James bond ah? Dont play play ah. Wait I call my gang ah. You know who's in my gang anot? Got me, myself and I. Scared not?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Chet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA. they are so amusing : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;She gave you a chance to choose and you made your choice clear when you walked away, from her life, for good. Maybe. But her doors will probably still be open for you, no matter how much I tell her not to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116516313932851733?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116516313932851733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116516313932851733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116516313932851733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116516313932851733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/work-today-was-really-fun-d-because-we.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116498396746276817</id><published>2006-12-01T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T07:00:52.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've learnt never to sit at the end of the seats in the train, at the part where you can lean against because people can stand and lean against there too. ANDDDD when I leaned against there yesterday after I cheated my way out of work the guy who happened to be standing and leaning against there farted. IN MY FACE. rawwwwr. And I made a mental note never to sit there again, yet today, I did again though nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;Agape worship yesterday was pretty good. The sermon served as a wake up call; recognise your need, put an end to the human effort and take a step of faith. And worship was good (: and really funny. The guy that was leading was so so amusing and as ariel says, "so cute". Haha. He made everyone or at least us laugh alot with what he said. Not our fault, he was funny. AND YEOW ACTED PRO. or maybe he is (: and the drama was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;"No vigorous head movements, such as kissing."&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not because of what I've done,&lt;br /&gt;but because of who you are&lt;br /&gt;not because of who I am,&lt;br /&gt;but because of what you've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180px" height="23px"  bgcolor="#FAFAFA"  id="radioblog_player_0"  FlashVars="id=0&amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fkeiraknightley.free.fr%2Fyouth.radio%2Fsounds%2FCasting%20Crowns%20-%20Who%20Am%20I.rbs&amp;colors=body:#FAFAFA;border:#B1B1B1;button:#FF99FF;player_text:#FF33FF;playlist_text:#999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The first day of Skate Asia Winter Classics was pretty cool. Went at 10.30 to help out at Joseph's but guess what? It was ice time and the rink was closed so no one bought much except those overseas skaters and coaches who come in and buy skates, guards, skirts, tights and alot of things in one shot. Watched the overseas skaters ice time and stuff and I kind of regretted not joining but I guess maybe now really isnt the time.  But at least I got to know nice people like Coach Albert, Rone and.. I cant remember her name. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellll. It's still on for 2 days plus which means the rink will be closed till sunday after 3pm. Just fyi (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont know what happened&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i did&lt;br /&gt;but never thought it would lead to this&lt;br /&gt;but im sorry for whateverr&lt;br /&gt;and sorry that i lost you just like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116498396746276817?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116498396746276817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116498396746276817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116498396746276817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116498396746276817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-learnt-never-to-sit-at-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116473043686149700</id><published>2006-11-28T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T08:15:36.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went for the National Healing Crusade yesterday and it was really amazing seeing people being delivered from spirits, from sicknesses that they have had for years. And watching Him at work through His servant Prophet T.B Joshua was just really cool. Prophet T.B Joshua is a very ordinary man with a pretty um, unique fashion sense. He wears gold shoes and bright orange shirts, not that I dont wear orange. But yeah. Yet, he is really annointed and he hears the Lord very well and he works with the spirit. And it was worth it being there from 4 plus till 2 something? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm gonna be a history maker in this land&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be a speaker of truth to all man kind&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stand&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna run&lt;br /&gt;Into your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#FF99FF" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;status=maximize&amp;amp;filepath=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.hebronyouth.org%2Fradio.blog%2Fsounds%2FDelirious%20-%20History%20Maker.mp3.rbs&amp;colors=body:#FF99FF;border:#FF00FF;button:#CC66FF;player_text:#CC0099;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And work for the past few days have been pretty fun, especially after Jackeline came cause it really isn't much fun working alone and at least we meet for breakfast sometimes and tomorrow we're going skating after work :D Working with someone else also makes it more fun and it gives your more chance to slack. Heh. Then today when Joseph left to collect cargo from the airport, we ate the snacks he stored up in his storeroom and then bought ice cream up and ate alot (: FATTT :D oh well. When there's nothing to do its like a natural instinct to eat. And if you are nice and come and buy gloves from me, I may just give you some snacks from there if I like you enough :D&lt;br /&gt;But I think this job is killing my social life ): RAWWR. Couldnt go for the movie thing at David's, cant go with Gid and whoever's going for Happy Feet tomorrow): OH WELLL. I shall earn more money first and then we'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you wouldnt stay for me, would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116473043686149700?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116473043686149700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116473043686149700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116473043686149700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116473043686149700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-for-national-healing-crusade.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116461328673157655</id><published>2006-11-26T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:41:26.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/294505/P1000719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/628841/P1000719.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/1600/283835/P1000712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/802/508/200/796532/P1000712.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Na ines aku sayu kasi kita mahirap an inyong pangako sa asahan makatapos ko mga bata ang kasunod oras. Ako dapat maging masaya na kita ibigin dalhin highit na mainam buhay sa Spain. Ang lagay ng panahon maaari dulo gayon maingat ang sarili mo kasi kita ay wala bago. Salamat sa bawat bagay saka nagdaramdam sa panahon kailan ko kagaspangan. Ngayon ako malaman ano bastos mababa. Salita di maaari magpahayag magkano ako danasin lamang malaman kahit na kita umalis ako nawawala kita. Dalhin higit, Ate Virgie, hanggang sa ako tingnan kita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116461328673157655?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116461328673157655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116461328673157655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116461328673157655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116461328673157655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/na-ines-aku-sayu-kasi-kita-mahirap.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116435145744348013</id><published>2006-11-23T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:58:33.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1)How old do you wish you are?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.. never really thought about it..&lt;br /&gt;2)What do you do when the vending machines steals your money?&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Probably kick it? lol.&lt;br /&gt;3)Do you count yourself kind?&lt;br /&gt;SURE I AM (: Haha. Actually, I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;4) If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Spanish (: French, Korean, German and I dont know.. I want to be multilingual (: It will be cool.&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you know your neighbours?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;6) Do you follow your horoscope?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;7) Would you move for the person you loved?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I tried psychoing my parents to moving to _________ when they were talking about moving house. Does that count? lol.&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you believe that opposites attract?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I guess its possible.&lt;br /&gt;9) Favorite channel(s)?&lt;br /&gt;No favourite, I watch anything thats on..&lt;br /&gt;10) Favorite place to go on weekends?&lt;br /&gt;CHURCH :D and serene?&lt;br /&gt;11) Showers or Baths?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a difference? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you paint your nails?&lt;br /&gt;during the hols?&lt;br /&gt;13) Do you trust people easily?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;14) What are your phobias?&lt;br /&gt;alot?&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you keep a handwritten journal?&lt;br /&gt;Used to but now I dont even know where it is.&lt;br /&gt;16) Where would you rather be right now?&lt;br /&gt;Errr. Nowhere actually, though I dont know what happened to char and tai because we were supposed to be going somewhere today. lol.&lt;br /&gt;17) Who makes you feel warm and fuzzy?&lt;br /&gt;the person who makes it all alright in the end? (:&lt;br /&gt;18) Heavy or light sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;In the middle? lol.&lt;br /&gt;19) Are you paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;Quite. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;20) Are you impatient?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on the situation, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;21) What's your favorite pick-up line?&lt;br /&gt;Im not like Dee and Xue (: lol.&lt;br /&gt;22) What's your main ring tone on your mobile?&lt;br /&gt;Silent.&lt;br /&gt;23) What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;On the phone, chatting online, smsing and.. blog surfing. Yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;24) What did the last text on your cellphone say?&lt;br /&gt;"LOL. ask u for money so u're rich tat's why they ask. wad he say nvm? means no need go shop le ar? hahha. sorry. my flickering is not pretty kind" -kelvin&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. it probabaly doesnt make sense&lt;br /&gt;25) Most recent movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Accepted, in malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;26) Name three things you have on you at all times?&lt;br /&gt;Err.. Phone, camera andd.. clothes? haha.&lt;br /&gt;27) What color are your bed sheets?&lt;br /&gt;It's PINK, right now til it changes. Haha. It the one that douglas liked. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;28) What is your favorite part of the chicken?&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;29) I can't wait till...&lt;br /&gt;I finish doing this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;30) How tall are you barefoot?&lt;br /&gt;Not tall.&lt;br /&gt;31) Do you own a gun?&lt;br /&gt;No -.-&lt;br /&gt;32) What do you prefer to drink in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Milo..&lt;br /&gt;33) Where do you think you'll be in 10 yrs?&lt;br /&gt;In ten years I will have to meet ariel and chet somewhere (: HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;34) Last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;a sweet.&lt;br /&gt;35) Does someone have a crush on you?&lt;br /&gt;I shant answer it cause either way I think Xue would probably laugh like she always does when we talk about stuff related to this questionn. -.-&lt;br /&gt;36) What's your favorite candy?&lt;br /&gt;Those big colourful lollipops (:&lt;br /&gt;37) If you have three wishes, what would they be?&lt;br /&gt;It's secret (: cause if i tell you they wont come true :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Finally slept in today but not for long because my phone started vibrating and I woke up and couldnt get back to sleep ): oh well. Spent last night talking to ariel about the weirdest stuff like how I want to trade my sister for her younger bro who is REALLY REALLY REALLY CUTE. He answers the phone and goes "whaaat?" or "what you want?" LOL. But then again, my sister is cute too, at times. So trading for a day might just be pretty cool :D Besides, I want a brotherr (:&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I want a guinea pig or a chinchilla called chicken rice too! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116435145744348013?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116435145744348013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116435145744348013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116435145744348013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116435145744348013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/1how-old-do-you-wish-you-are-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116421572968788940</id><published>2006-11-22T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T09:32:32.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BOO! (:&lt;br /&gt;Im finally posting. It's only been like what 5 days since I last posted but it felt so long ago. Haha. Maybe cause quite alot of things have happened since then.  Like, first day of work and then seeing some pervo guy with Lyn and not forgetting the sleepover, turning 13 and the beach.&lt;br /&gt;The sleepover was really fun, though it was really really last minute and very unprepared. And Grace was so sweet :D she had training the next day and yet she still managed to come, though she couldnt stayover. LOVEE. We had dinner first, then after dinner we went for a walk and somehow I ended up in the pool, again. Oh well. It was funn I guess, swimming and doing wierd stuff in the water (; haha. Got up after awhile cause it was too cold while the rest, besides benn and grace who didnt go in, still stayed in. Then we had cake and they went back to swim again after the reverso ice cream cake from Island Creamery. Haha. My mom went last min when I realised we forgot all about the cake. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Grace left ): and then we soon were all in the room by 12. And then they gave me the pictorial thing they made. SO sweeeet lah (: it was so nice, really. They took pics from the sectional outing, our sentosa outing the other time and other unglam stuff. Haha. I think it was really cool, especially the superimposed pic with Chet. HAHA. As for the OTHER super imposed one, &lt;style="font-style:&gt;&lt;/style="font-style:&gt; I have no comments. Haha. Too bad, the other pic from FOP is gone. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;And after that I think we went online for a while and then the guys called from their chalet. And then I think we spent like 1 hour plus talking to the guys, or mostly isaac. See how scandalous he is? Lol. And apparently they all got high on jolly shandy and that was bad since they were playing some volleyball game thing and I heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;stuff. Haha. And I think like after talking and stuff, we suddenly had talks about monsters at 4am. And then I got all freaked out and squeezed poor Abby who was sleeping next to me, again, to the side of the bed and then she couldnt sleep. I'm so sorry poor girl, I didnt mean to, but at least I didnt kick you off the bed like the other time (: Haha. It was really cool how we went back to the same sleeping position as the one we had at Abby's house. Lol. And then after a lot of weird monster talks and then laughing to myself for no reason, scaring Abby and Xue, we all fell asleep and missed the monster. I'm really sure it came out when we were all asleep. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the next day, Char Tai and Vera were all so sweeeeeet. They came to my house to surprise me and then wished me happy birthday.  Haha. So sorry, couldnt go out with you guys that day, but friday is reserved for you girls already (:&lt;br /&gt;And then we left for the beach and went to buy food like during sectional outing and then went to Siloso. Didnt swim but sorta waded in the water for awhile and played some game with Riel, Xue and Dee on the beach and then formed our weird LOVE and then went back to tan. But since I knew I cant tan, I eventually gave up and lay in the shade instead trying to catch up on sleep. Then the guys came from the chalet because they wanted to crash. Then they went to tan themselves and I dont really know what they did actually and then some rubbish stuff happend and yea. SO EMBARRASSING =/ Haha. Them being so amusing, came up with TAWA and all that kind of crap. Tsk tsk.. And then Benn and I went on the tram to buy drinks and Bobby love, and then we went all the way to Tanjong Beach or something and thats where we shall go next time! and then we went back again.&lt;br /&gt;BOBBY, the lovely gingerbread man, I DID LOVE YOU SO. oh well. In the end he got castrated though ): I didnt mean to, but someone had to finish it anyway (: HAHA. okay I think I've heard too much of Mo's rubbish which is why I was a little sick that day. ANYWAY, BOBBY WAS HOT.&lt;br /&gt;And then we went to Vivo for dinner (: at kopitiam. Haha. Well, it's the first of a kind birthday dinner at kopitiam since I couldnt decide and kopitiam had a variety. Oh well (: haha. But I think after the whole thing talking about the whole day and stuff to people, I felt like some pervert. Not just Bobby the hot gingerbread man, but some really malu and embarrassing stuff that I really had no intention of doing but yeah, I'm so sorry ______! And of course when eugene was like, "chet said you had a fascination for half naked guys" and I was like.. whaaat? Since when?! Unless he was referring to those guys sitting down next to our place eating chips, but then again it didnt make sense, because you boys were topless too! and eugene teo thinks I have a thing for Chet's hot bod. Hur, I have no comments. Haha. But I feel like a pervo =/&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Being 13 doesnt feel any different. Unless feeling all pervo and sick like mo counts, but I still feel the same like when I was 12 (: Ah well. I dont really have time to thank everyone but A BIG THANK YOU to the lovely dearies who came for the sleepover, the 3 who surprised me and the guys who came too and brian for his bear (: and birthday song and just everyone else that wished me and stuff .&lt;br /&gt;Will upload pictures some other time.&lt;br /&gt;LOVE (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116421572968788940?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116421572968788940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116421572968788940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116421572968788940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116421572968788940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/boo-im-finally-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116386336578339027</id><published>2006-11-18T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T07:23:42.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. What do you do when you're mad?&lt;br /&gt;Depends I guess, but I probably wont talk to the person I'm mad at till I'm appeased.&lt;br /&gt;2. What's the worst thing you've done when you're mad?&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever made anyone cry when you were mad?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think so... Not really anyway..&lt;br /&gt;4. Ever physically hurt someone when you were mad?&lt;br /&gt;I dont have violent tendencies, thank you very much. (:&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you curse when you're mad?&lt;br /&gt;Um. Yea, but in my head. Not aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last time you cried your heart out?&lt;br /&gt;Cant remember. I try to remember happy stuff :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Ever cried yourself to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Yea :D Benn's last time and Riel's. Heh. I remember okay, because you all were NICE people :D&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you cry when you get an injury?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on how bad it is.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do certain songs make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's the worst thing you've done to someone else?&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you tell me. What's the worst thing I've done to you?&lt;br /&gt;2. How depressed can you get?&lt;br /&gt;Quite? I dont know. OH OH. I think I told eugene this, I have symptoms of depression found on some weird site I chanced upon. HAHAH. super funny lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How/when much do you smile?&lt;br /&gt;(: quite alot? When I'm happy and when I'm talking to certain people I think (:&lt;br /&gt;2. What can make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;When I do TAWG :D&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you wish you were happier?&lt;br /&gt;Not really. Cause then I'd be some psycho freak that only knows how to smile and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;4. What about being with your friends? Does that make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time (: Unless we just had a big quarrel or something. But recently, YES :D Like when we started singing OUR song with our own kind of accompanyments :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever loved someone so much, that you'd die for them?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you ever love a person, and tell him/her that you love him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Um. Yeah?&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever loved someone so much, that it made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh. But thats not good, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever hated anyone that broke your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. They must have meant something to me to be able to break it and if they did and I hate them then what I felt probably doesnt mean anything, but it does, so I dont. HAHA. am i making sense? (:&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you hate Bush?&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaat? I dont know! I just dont really like some of his policies I think, but I dont really know him as a person, so I cant comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have low self esteem?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you believe in yourself?&lt;br /&gt;In certain areas?&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you say when people say they think you're good-looking/pretty?&lt;br /&gt;I dont say anything. I just laugh.&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you one of those idiots who think ugly dumb fat?&lt;br /&gt;Dumb ugly and fat what? -.- Probably no, cause I'm not an idiot :D&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever wanted to kill yourself cus you thought you werent good enough?&lt;br /&gt;Nah. I still have things I want to do before I die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116386336578339027?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116386336578339027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116386336578339027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116386336578339027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116386336578339027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/1_18.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116368978234091712</id><published>2006-11-16T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T07:12:11.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/1600/P1000674.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/200/P1000674.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/1600/P1000665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/200/P1000665.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/1600/P1000672.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/200/P1000672.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEDDY BEARS(:&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, they arent the HUGE BIG teddy type.&lt;br /&gt;But they're really cute too! Especially the rainbow one. Too bad, my mom always had something to say when I said I liked one so in the end I didnt get any ]:&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, like I posted in my Vivo post, teddys are meant to be from special people to special people! Haha! :D &lt;strike&gt;But I dont have any special person, SO.. give me a big teddy and you are my special person!&lt;/strike&gt; Hur hur. I'm not like Danyeow :P&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. TEDDY BEARS ARE CUTEEEE :D but you dont see much of them in S'pore. I saw all these in Malaysia. And MANY MORE that I couldnt take pictures of cause the sales girl was looking at me. But yeah. They have nice bears there. But who buys big teddy bears for themselves?! Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116368978234091712?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116368978234091712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116368978234091712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116368978234091712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116368978234091712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/teddy-bears-too-bad-they-arent-huge.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116349489554545859</id><published>2006-11-14T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:01:35.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you love something, let it go.&lt;br /&gt;If it was meant to be, it would come back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was something people always told me. Something that I always read in books and something that I just chanced upon while blog surfing. Cliche as it may be, maybe it can really be applied though it seems very dubious and very very unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And yet, when it boils down to actually experiencing it, everything just goes all wrong. Where's the sense of fulfillment, the joy of having done a good deed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love something so much, and yet to have to let it go - it feels like hell. "&lt;br /&gt;( as quoted from Sim. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love something but believing in that ever so cliche phrase you let it go, and you feel like hell. Yet you believe that you have done something right and you still have a glimmer of hope that it would come back to you, someday. Yet, years later maybe just before you die. You look back and you realise that it was all a lie- the saying. Because from the day you let go, till you lie on your deathbed, you have been waiting for it to return, yet it didnt and then you finally realise that you've lost it the day you let go. Maybe, holding on would have held better chances for you. But it's over because you lost it the day you let it go. And then you draw your last breath and die, regretting letting it go. But thats not how I want to die. I want to die knowing that I've held on till the very last moment and did not lose to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. I think I've gone psycho as of yesterday, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13th November.&lt;/span&gt; I think what I typed above didnt really make sense but I'm still posting it as reminder. Of what? I'm not sure, but of something I hope I will know when I read this retarded post some day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;even though the moment is gone;&lt;br /&gt;im still holding on somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116349489554545859?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116349489554545859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116349489554545859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116349489554545859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116349489554545859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-you-love-something-let-it-go.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116349360635007190</id><published>2006-11-14T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:40:06.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.Full Name: Yong Joelle&lt;br /&gt;2.Name backwards: elleoJ gnoY&lt;br /&gt;3.Meaning of name: God's will, or something along that line. Cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;4. Nickname: Jo and more that I dont want to say (:&lt;br /&gt;5. Screen Name: nothing?&lt;br /&gt;6. D.O.B: 211193&lt;br /&gt;7. Place of Birth: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;8. Nationality: Singaporean&lt;br /&gt;9. Current Location: Bukit Timah&lt;br /&gt;10. Star Sign: Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;11. Religion: Christian&lt;br /&gt;12. Height: dont know&lt;br /&gt;13. Weight: dont care (: hahha.&lt;br /&gt;14. Shoe Size: err.. 4? or 5?&lt;br /&gt;15. Hair Color: black&lt;br /&gt;16. Eye Color: black&lt;br /&gt;17. Who do you look like: Myself?&lt;br /&gt;18. Innie or Outtie: like introvert or outrovert? haha. I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;19. Lefty or Righty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;20. Gay, Straight, Bi or Others: Im straight, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I gave up doing Eugene's quiz because its a repeat of the other quiz, well sort of and... the later questions (it has 94 questions, mind you) are pretty retarded. Heh. Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how much more do i have to do before its enough for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116349360635007190?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116349360635007190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116349360635007190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116349360635007190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116349360635007190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116349297154595338</id><published>2006-11-14T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:40:45.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IN THE PAST 24HOURS HAVE YOU :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Cried:&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Wore Jeans:&lt;br /&gt;Yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Met someone:&lt;br /&gt;do your family members and people you see at the mall count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Done laundry:&lt;br /&gt;no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Went Hungry:&lt;br /&gt;nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Talked on the phone:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Said I love you:&lt;br /&gt;uhuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Yourself:&lt;br /&gt;i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Your friends:&lt;br /&gt;mhmm (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Tooth Fairy:&lt;br /&gt;used to? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Destiny/ Fate:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Ghosts:&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, yes.. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) UFO:&lt;br /&gt;not really. i dont know. hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS AND LIFE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you ever wished you had another name?:&lt;br /&gt;I used to because it always gets mispronounced and stuff but I think its fine (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you like anyone?:&lt;br /&gt;hur hur. will you believe me if i said no? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Which one of your friends acts most like you:&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.. but I know that ariel sleeps like me or i sleep like ariel, whatever. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) When you cried the most who was there:&lt;br /&gt;God's always there, even when I'm not crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Whats the best feeling in the world?:&lt;br /&gt;knowing that someone cares, and having a purpose in life and something to live for something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Whats the worst feeling in the world? :&lt;br /&gt;When you miss someone like crap and you cant do anything about it and when your whole world that once seemed perfect seem to come crashing down and you really dont know how to handle it because it never happened and when your friend is down and you just feel helpless because you've never experienced what they did before and when you know you are plain stupid because of some stuff you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) What time is it now?:&lt;br /&gt;4.15pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Chocolate or Vanilla:&lt;br /&gt;chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Coke or pepsi:&lt;br /&gt;coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Love or LUST:&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Macs or Kfc:&lt;br /&gt;Kfc. Macs is boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Single or group dates:&lt;br /&gt;depends, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Adidas or Nike:&lt;br /&gt;neither (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Lipton Tea or Nestea:&lt;br /&gt;Nestea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Cauppucino or coffee:&lt;br /&gt;Cappucino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Smoke:&lt;br /&gt;no -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Curse:&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, yes when im peeved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Take a shower:&lt;br /&gt;yeah, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Have a crush:&lt;br /&gt;didnt you just ask this just now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Think you've been in love:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Liked school:&lt;br /&gt;yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Want to get married:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Think you're a health freak:&lt;br /&gt;i highly doubt it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE PAST MONTH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) drink alcohol:&lt;br /&gt;dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Gone to the mall:&lt;br /&gt;yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Been on stage:&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Eaten sushi:&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember. but i know i still owe akira sushi =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Been dumped:&lt;br /&gt;no, not really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) Gone skating:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) Dyed your hair:&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) Changed who you want to be:&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) I love:&lt;br /&gt;Big teddy bears (: hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) I hide:&lt;br /&gt;my letters :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) I miss:&lt;br /&gt;people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) I need:&lt;br /&gt;MONEYY. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. this quiz hasnt been the most fun, but it killed time (: and maybe, I shall consider doing the one that eugene teo did the other time on his blog and i drafted it for chet who probably never really saw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116349297154595338?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116349297154595338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116349297154595338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116349297154595338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116349297154595338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/in-past-24hours-have-you-1-cried-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116334643043881702</id><published>2006-11-12T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T07:29:33.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate it when people get separated, when people have to move away or stuff like that. Even though I should be happy since we are the first church that has multiplied till we have to divide into 2 churches and stuff, I dont know but I just dont like the idea of them dividing us like that. =/ Some will be going to PL and others to Adam and either way people will still get separated. It's just like last time when the home cell grew and then we had to split and stuff like that only that I wasnt with them for long and there wasnt much feelings and attachment involved so it wasnt that bad but this move will be different. A friend had said that after that the possibility of a joint event wouldnt be very big anymore because they would be operating on a separate church basis or something. And already we see Chet, Eugene and Mo in Adam and Keith, Superman, Inez, Michel and other people in PL ): And I still have no idea where I am going but either way, I wont be with some people and I dont know I love the churchies =/ and the idea of not being with Ariel, Benn, Dee, Abby, Xue, Chet, Eugene and blah.. everyone else that I've spent time with during service, FUEL or even at macs with, is just BOO ):&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know what will happen if I'm not with them. No more chetwin to buy ice cream for, no more studying at macs with riel for EOYs, no more cross stitching and getting laughed at by Danny, no more talking lots of crap at adam hawker with all the girls, no more disturbing eugene teo and making him walk around the whole of adam looking for the cemetary with me and no more crapping and spending time being high and maybe loud and barbaric and uncouth with people =/&lt;br /&gt;Really, I dont like it when people have to move away from me or when we're separated. Like last time when my neighbour left. I cant remember his name now but we used to play in the pool together and walk another neighbour's dog and I still remember writing him a letter after we got into a fight and I remember him leaving without even saying goodbye. Then there was eliska who left too. I think she was my bestest friend and we used to play with barbie dolls together and when we "grew up" we "upgraded" to TYs instead and I didnt send her off when she left but last minute, I went there hoping to catch her but she had already boarded the plane and I still talk to her online. And she is living happily in Czech and she's grown up all pretty now. But still, it doesnt change the fact that she left. and then there was&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know already lah but I just hope that even if we are separated, things between everyone still wont change (:&lt;br /&gt;And on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;Happy 14th, Loser.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is all I can say cause I dont know any other better way to wish you or at least Im not brave enough to but yeah, just hope you have a great day on your birthday, so I decided not to say or ask anything lest I spoil it. But have fun with your someone special or what ever. And really, have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I want you to be happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy 14th birthday, loser. Its 12 now, its the 13th Nov.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116334643043881702?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116334643043881702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116334643043881702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116334643043881702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116334643043881702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-hate-it-when-people-get-separated.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116317414869391091</id><published>2006-11-10T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T08:15:54.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Guardian is a very very very very super nice show.&lt;br /&gt;Poor coast guards. I never knew that their jobs were so dangerous and apparently they receive meager salary.&lt;br /&gt;But it was a really good show. Not because Ashton Kutcher's hot, though he is. Oh my goodness! Haha (: But it was very sad and touching and i dont know it just brings out this feeling in you but I dont know how to describe it, so you should go watch it (: Cause it is just really really really nice. And also cause Ashton Kutcher's hot.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I just realised a few things today. I have very limited vocab. See how I keep repeating my words? Boo ): I think I have to start reading the dictionary already.&lt;br /&gt;And just now at botanics with The Least Young (Something retarded that Dee, Xue and I came up with cause it was just 3 of us and we are all the oldest in our families), I kind of realised that maybe, like Eugene Teo and Xue said, maybe I am loud after all =/ because at the pavillion, you can hear the echo and it seemed loud to me. Haha. Gosh. I suddenly feel so barbaric and uncouth ): And since I am saying so much, I shall make a confession here. I used to type the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;lian&lt;/span&gt; way and I think the reason I changed to typing in full and in sort- of proper English was because I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;used to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; like an Australian dude and I changed cause he couldnt understand my smses! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, spending time with The Least Young was really awesome cause we talked about ALOT of things and we had a lot of fun watching Dee talk to swans in swan language and it was basically our Girl Talk which is always interesting, isnt it? You two KEPT giving me that weird look everytime you were posting questions. Haha. Oh well. And then we played taitee too (: FUN FUN :D HAHA. Must do more of these kind of things :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116317414869391091?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116317414869391091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116317414869391091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116317414869391091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116317414869391091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/guardian-is-very-very-very-very-super.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116307966811258823</id><published>2006-11-09T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T05:41:08.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;STEP UP;&lt;br /&gt;its really really nice(: and the dance parts were really nice and i think the girl is really really pretty and the whole movie was good :D maybe minus having keith kicking my chair from behind and mo's incessant commenting and sound effects. But it was really really good and I dont mind watching it again, even if mo and keith were there again. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I shant spoil it for those who havent watched it yet, but it was pretty funny and the dance parts were really really good (: and Channing Tatum isnt exactly hot, he's just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. But he's REALLY tall, though.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think today was really really fun:D Getting really high and starting to laugh the "high laugh" (what Benn calls it) and having girls' talk with Ariel, Benn and Xue, it was just really really fun :D And I think we were all laughing alot today, especially when Xue mistook my bag for a dog and sort of jumped. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, today was just really fun. And I saw Jessie there :D so coincidental, so cool!&lt;br /&gt;And I rediscovered something;&lt;br /&gt;KEITH YONG IS SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;Haha. He is, I'm serious. Even though he kept kicking my chair from behind, even though he and mo were in cahoots, pulling out my rubber band, I think he's still really cute :D&lt;br /&gt;Seriously! He looks like a small boy! So cute! And you just want to pinch his cheeks, though he's really thin. Haha. Too bad, he wont let me. And last time while watching King Kong, he was the one who put the pop corn box over his head -.- HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Things like that dont come by easy and since its right in front of you, dont just let it slip away from your hands. Grab hold of it and even if its not now, you can still cherish it and keep it close to you, and grab it later. Serious, its not often that you are that one in ten (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116307966811258823?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116307966811258823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116307966811258823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116307966811258823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116307966811258823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/step-up-its-really-really-nice-and.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116299993105705002</id><published>2006-11-08T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T07:32:11.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's funny how fics seem so real. How I draw comparisons, how they make you feel for the characters and how it is written so wonderfully that you feel what they feel too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How they remind me of you, how they make me miss you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I've been reading alot of fics online and I love winglin (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The holidays seem to go by so quickly, and I think its going to be over very soon before I even know it and then school will start again and BLAH. Im not looking forward to next year. Haha. I just realised this sounds like my post on the 3rd Nov. HAHA. This is what happens when you have nothing to post about, or when you think up of wonderful posts just before you sleep and then the next day when you wake up, you forget it all. Yes, I have forgotten about what I had planned to post about last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My brain is actually pretty amusing. I can think up of things that I want to post and yet when I sit in front of the laptop, with a blank page for me to start posting, I forget EVERYTHING. wow. And it generates weird dreams with weird people too. Yesterday's dream was just weird and scary and pretty vivid. I dont think i would ever want to dream of THAT again. But I learnt that you can kind of continue dreams like after waking up and stuff then when you go back to sleep again, it somehow carries on. Or maybe only this time. I dont know, ask my brain. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;forks.   torches.   yellow.    red.  (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116299993105705002?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116299993105705002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116299993105705002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116299993105705002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116299993105705002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-funny-how-fics-seem-so-real.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116292078755970318</id><published>2006-11-07T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T09:33:07.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe its time to forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I knew things wont work out, you knew too. Long time ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But even if it did, would it last? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've held on for too long, hoped for too long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I've just realised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no matter how long I hold on, how long I hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It just wont come through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well, did you know that I'm really happy (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I post better when I'm happy. No sad, emo stuff which is good. Because like what Benn said, &lt;strong&gt;emotions dont control you, you control it.&lt;/strong&gt; And when I'm happy I post nonsensical stuff, which is better than serious stuff that turns people off and then the "viewer rating" on my blog will probably drop to zero. And I dont like zero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My internet connection is really starting to piss me off. It's so pissifying how I keep getting disconnected in the middle of convos, while I'm watching things on youtube and BLAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm still happy and nothings going to make me unhappy today cause I'm happy (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think this is one day late, but its better than nothing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Kirsty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was really fun at the rink today, celebrating your birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the cake was good too, minus the cream though. Good thing there was someone to eat the cream. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you're finally 17. Yay(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Too bad, I dont have a picture WITH you to put up, so MAKE SURE we must take SOON okay (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's time to forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I have forgotten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116292078755970318?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116292078755970318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116292078755970318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116292078755970318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116292078755970318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/maybe-its-time-to-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116256576758025165</id><published>2006-11-03T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T06:56:07.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The first week of holidays are almost over. It's scary how time flies. And very soon it will be the start of next year again and that, I'm not looking forward to because the textbooks all look so daunting. Even Lit! Oh, lit. I love lit, but Shakespere? I tried to read Merchant of Venice in its original form and guess what? I didnt understand a thing so I had to refer to the "translation" like thing. Yes, it was just like reading something in another language only that it's English. Very complicated English, indeed. And I soon gave up, after reading act one of scene one. Even Of Men and Mice looks scary because it starts off with scenary, which bores me.&lt;br /&gt;But at least I finished 2 chapters of science TODAY! Smart me (: And I've completed three chapters of chinese! Yes, now everyone knows what a nerd Joelle is. (as quoted from Dee who was amazed by my "I STUDIED TODAY!")&lt;br /&gt;But starting now will be better than starting everything next year without even knowing what I am going to learn or start on next year. Boo. And EOYs sort of just ended and I'm thinking about EOY's next year, especially since we have to decide on subject combis next year which is bad cause I am far from decisive. But then again, maybe I'll just apply for IP to save myself the trouble and stress of O's. BUT. I really really want to go to HC. No, not because of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOT HC DUDE&lt;/span&gt;, since I wont even see him when I get there, I'm much better off seeing him at serene actually. Anyway.  I just think HC is a really nice place and it seems like a pretty conducive environment and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, when everyone is posting about stress and stuff about the big O's, IP seems so inviting. And maybe, just maybe, I may try for it next year. But even if I dont apply for IP, I stil have to study hard and do much better than I did this year and glorify God with my results next year.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I think I was on a mad rant about studies, school and everything since education is something that is deemed very important and i think its really overrated. So what if you are top in every subject? So what if you get to study in a prestigious university? It doesnt make sense if you slog your guts out to study so hard and when you do well, there's no one to be happy with you because you have neglected everyone for your studies, is there?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and I remembered the word that I wanted to fill in the blank in the previous post, indispensable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116256576758025165?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116256576758025165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116256576758025165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116256576758025165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116256576758025165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-week-of-holidays-are-almost-over.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116248147651147207</id><published>2006-11-02T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T05:36:10.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I will get a holiday job. With Benn's mom (if she doesnt mind), if not then I'll work at SUBWAY (: or maybe macs though I highly doubt it, or IC if stanley is still hiring if not then I dont know but I'll find something to do. So at least I can earn my OWN money and I wont be spending the whole holidays not doing anything. And with money, I will be able to complete my faith promises and spend money on frivolous things like shopping and ice skating and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, I'll be too lazy and not work at all. And there is a very high chance of that happening actually. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But I really dont get the big deal with money. After all its only paper. With value, no doubt. But still. It has become something that is ________, I forgot that word. But yeah, something that people cant do without and it doesnt make sense. I think barter trading makes more sense than letting money control what we can buy or cant buy or have and nonsensical stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I'm making much sense now, but then again I never do.&lt;br /&gt;I need moneyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116248147651147207?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116248147651147207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116248147651147207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116248147651147207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116248147651147207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-think-i-will-get-holiday-job.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116240434072461565</id><published>2006-11-02T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T10:14:44.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need you so and that is why&lt;br /&gt;I love you so don't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I want you&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Retail therapy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It always works, even though I didnt really buy much or anything for that matter besides my really pretty pullover that my fox twin bought too (: HAHA. And I think it was really good, spending time with my fox twin and the hot girl. I dont think we really talked much, but its the magical silence that was enjoyed, isn't it? haha. Again, I'm not making sense, but whatever, I had fun and I think Vivo is a really nice place, especially the "pool" area. It's quite quiet actually and really breezy and it's a really nice place for thinking, really. AND DOING CARTWHEELS (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I saw the most adorable teddy bears in the Toys R Us in Vivo. It was big and cuddly. Pretty much like the one we got for Bro Aloysius for his birthday last year but the only difference was that it was super cheap, like only $19.95 I think. But big teddy bear's shouldnt be anyhow given, it should be given by special people to special people (: Or at least you would feel very happy if you received it from special people. HAHA. And I actually NAMED the bear already. Too bad, I had to put it back on the shelve ]: haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm, come to think of it, it wasnt really retail therapy cause I didnt really buy much it was more of like window shopping. But then again, I bought one pullover and food and stuff and I'm really happy so that just goes to show that I'm easily contented :D haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116240434072461565?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116240434072461565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116240434072461565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116240434072461565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116240434072461565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-need-you-so-and-that-is-why-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116227724183063610</id><published>2006-10-31T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:50:14.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/1600/P1000647.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/200/P1000647.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/1600/THEnerd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/200/THEnerd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/1600/P1000651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/200/P1000651.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/1600/P1000653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/200/P1000653.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/1600/eugenegabpuadanny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/200/eugenegabpuadanny.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha. Pictures up, as promised.&lt;br /&gt;I think this was like the highlight of serene on saturday though I think Chet and the chair one was funnier. Heh. Too bad, no pictures of that.&lt;br /&gt;But, THE nerd doesnt want to be named because he fears he'll be undateable after (I think) HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116227724183063610?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116227724183063610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116227724183063610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116227724183063610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116227724183063610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/10/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116227614310337693</id><published>2006-10-31T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:51:14.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you left I lost a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It’s still so hard to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Come back baby please 'cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We belong together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel happy :D&lt;br /&gt;I think its one of those rare times when Im posting happy, I think. Since my first few posts on this blog was all neutral, emotionless, pissed at people or sad at stuff and all but today, I'm HAPPY :D Maybe because i bought pretty green and orange stuff from JB yesterday. Yes, stuff. Stuff that grace, xue and I were talking about on our way to Macs on saturday. And because JB sells colourful stuffs, so grace, you can get the one you want from there! HAHA. I think having them makes me feel happy, I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Xue and grace, you know what stuff I'm talking about, but PLEASE dont announce it on my tagboard, we can talk about it on saturday again(:&lt;br /&gt;The stuff gives me my high :D&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But its not only because of that that I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;I have many reasons to be happy and high (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pictures from saturday will be up soon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116227614310337693?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116227614310337693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116227614310337693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116227614310337693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116227614310337693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/10/when-you-left-i-lost-part-of-me-its.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116196810523263884</id><published>2006-10-27T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T09:56:24.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's funny how I just saw them today and yet now, I miss them already. Probably because I wont see them until next year, and everything about next year all seem very uncertain now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still have the class booklet, where everyone all wrote a little something and I'm really proud of the class and proud of the book, Yours Sincererly (: and even though SE may be coming up with their own class book, it doesnt really matter because the whole point of the book is the contents and obviously the contents will be different, so its not exactly copying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe as the years pass, I'll probably grow to forget things that happened in class, or even the people, but I definitly wont forget being called a watermelon since almost everyone wrote in on the photo's autograph page, associating it with my rolling off the chair. And I think I should clarify something. I didnt roll off. I fell off &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; the chair because I stood on the edge, remember? And I was supposed to jump off, which I didnt and before I could jump, the chair fell and so did I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt alot this year.&lt;br /&gt;#1. never rock your chair or let the chair balance on 2 legs while you lean back to get a stapler from behind because in the end, you have a high chance of falling off. And when you do, the whole class will laugh at you. Which leads on nicely to number 2.&lt;br /&gt;#2. laugh with the class even if its at you.&lt;br /&gt;#3. Never go to island creamery for any project work meeting because you will only end up eating, and if with choir girls and a nano, singing.&lt;br /&gt;#4. When playing cheat, do not play like Jing Rong (cheating and when someone goes "you are cheating right", you say okay lah and change a number), or val (cheat, and you throw your card down but throw it the right side up showing the whole world that you have cheated).&lt;br /&gt;#5. When having anything in the courtyard, under the hot sun, stand under the palm trees, they make you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;#6. Pull someone to the finish line during 2.4 or the damned 2k race, because you really will never know that they actually appreciate you doing that.&lt;br /&gt;#7. If you run 2.4 in the morning before flag raising, dont force yourself to attend flag raising if you dont feel well if not you will puke during the national anthem and its worse when you are standing in front of the prinicipal.&lt;br /&gt;#8. Never let desiree demo a chinese oral conversation topic in front of the class especially if it happens to be whether or not secondary school students should be allowed to date because she will end up talking about teaching students the importance of safe sex.&lt;br /&gt;#9. Always have a set of cards with you after the exam because after that, teachers never come in for lessons and you will have the whole day free. Better still, pon school.&lt;br /&gt;#10. T.Teo's books are all dirty, so beware when reading them because the contain explicit contents.&lt;br /&gt;#11. Never let Esther and Mr. Teo talk during lesson because instead of teaching, he will end up talking about how he has 38 girlfriends and alot of rubbish and Esther, will end up crazy.&lt;br /&gt;#12. Even Nandini watches Jewel in the Palace.&lt;br /&gt;#13. Punctuations are very important, or so it says in Val's book.&lt;br /&gt;#14. If you want to listen to the radio in class, only 98.7 is permitted.&lt;br /&gt;#15. The choir sings nice songs, like seasons of love. haha.&lt;br /&gt;#16. Dont try dancing the cha cha with Tai, because she will say she'll teach you when she has forgotten and in the end, you will just end up hopping. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;#17. Buy ear plugs when playing the name game with val and samantha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andd. i really cant remember but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss char and tai and the michelle's (: and bren and jing and val and.. everyone else, I'm too lazy to name you all. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;save the dance for me (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116196810523263884?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116196810523263884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116196810523263884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116196810523263884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116196810523263884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-funny-how-i-just-saw-them-today.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116185094744134966</id><published>2006-10-26T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T08:27:13.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;were you right, was i wrong&lt;br /&gt;were you weak, was i strong, yeah&lt;br /&gt;both of us broken&lt;br /&gt;caught in the moment&lt;br /&gt;we lived and we loved&lt;br /&gt;and we hurt and we joked, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but the planets all aligned&lt;br /&gt;when you looked into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and just like that&lt;br /&gt;the chemicals react&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once tagged by this entry, the assignment is to write a blog entry of some kind with six random facts about yourself. Then, pick six of your friends and tag them; no tag backs. This explanation should be included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;#1. I skate (:&lt;br /&gt;#2. I think I'm beginning to like Paris Hilton. HAHA. or at least, her songs.&lt;br /&gt;#3. School doesnt end today (26/10) for me, it ends tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;#4. I like burnt caramel and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nu&lt;/span&gt;tella (:&lt;br /&gt;#5. I think shin in goong is like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;someone. haha.&lt;br /&gt;#6. I feel like strangling a certain someone and and.. I dont know. Just strangling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People to do it:&lt;br /&gt;1.A&lt;br /&gt;2.N&lt;br /&gt;3.Y&lt;br /&gt;4.O&lt;br /&gt;5.N&lt;br /&gt;6.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116185094744134966?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116185094744134966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116185094744134966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116185094744134966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116185094744134966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/10/were-you-right-was-i-wrong-were-you.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116185015972319491</id><published>2006-10-26T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T08:29:32.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Rain outside my window pouring down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What now, your gone, my fault, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a fool cause I let you down&lt;br /&gt;Now it's, too late, to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the tears I made you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;I guess this time it really is goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;You made it clear when you said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just don't love you no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akira has probably left for NS and yesterday was his last day at the rink, but. I forgot to bring his sushi because I came straight from debate. How wonderful. And food, was the first thing he said when he saw me followed by, today is your last chance, i wont forgive you when i said I was sorry and I didnt bring anything. But, before I left he asked for food again, and again I offered to buy food from the snack bar and he said, nevermind, bye and smiled. So, thats it I guess. He'll be there for a while and I have to wait for 2 years (I think) to buy him sushi again. And now that he is not there, I think the rink will be pretty different. No one to shout,"JOELLE, YOU WANNA DIE AH?" or no one will go banging around or get mad and everything. Maybe thats why everyone at the rink yesterday all seemed, quite down, and really off. I dont know, but he will  be back and maybe he'll come back different. I dont know. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think its decided, I will give skate asia winter classics a miss. I'm not a spinner, I am a jumper, as quoted from raymond and I think I still have to work really hard on my spin and I dont think there is enough time and all since its in about a months time, so I guess I'll just have to wait. Wait and maybe go for nationals (if I can) or Interschool or Skate asia again and by then, I shall try to be as good a spinner as I am with jumps,  which isnt exactly very good I think, so I'll settle for better(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116185015972319491?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116185015972319491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116185015972319491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116185015972319491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116185015972319491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/10/rain-outside-my-window-pouring-down.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116178869555419178</id><published>2006-10-25T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T08:06:16.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/1600/P1000609.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/320/P1000609.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;egg flips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/1600/P1000610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/320/P1000610.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty pink peach smelling thing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/1600/P1000612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/802/508/320/P1000612.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bop(: haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have a weird fascination with egg flips (:&lt;br /&gt;I think they are really cute and furry and nice smelling and cuddly though they are quite small. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, the smell really good, and they have the cutest names EVER, like Bok, Pek, Bloo, Moo, Bop, Lemmy and all those weird stuffs. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I think they are just like smelly bellies, they smell good too, though I never had one but I liked their smell (: and I can remember things/people for their smell.(e.g. Baby powder ___) LOL. And the nice peach smelling egg flip that my sister bought to trade with her friend and the one that we have now doesnt smell too bad either! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;But egg flips are really fun to play with, you can just keep flipping it. Flip the egg to get the chick and then flip it back into the egg and do it all over again! HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116178869555419178?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116178869555419178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116178869555419178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116178869555419178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116178869555419178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/10/egg-flips-pretty-pink-peach-smelling.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116161861247631154</id><published>2006-10-23T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T08:54:48.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>About a week till school closes for the year and I'm just having mixed feelings I guess. Happy, the fact that I will be able to leave school and leave certain people who somehow just seem to keep putting me down because they simply dont understand, but then again, they dont really have to. And sad to leave the class and teachers who would be leaving at the end of this year. Not that I'm as close as I was to the teachers last year, but still, I think they played a big role in my school life this year, since things didnt exactly start off smooth sailing and maybe right now, its coming to a rough end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was pretty eventful or at least it was of those bad days again. Our performance for talentime wasnt exactly very prepared, I think we were kind of messed up since we only spent 2 days on the preparations and everything. And though we did not get top 3, though I didnt land the role of the pianist, though the "muses" sang acapella cause I have no idea what happened, I think I'm really proud of our class for having been able to come up with something of a pretty reasonable standard in 2 days (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think the whole jamming thing was pretty much a big joke. The place was cool but the whole arrangement and everything was just ______. But then again, I dont really have the right to say anything since it was other peoples effort wasnt it. Hopefully next time would be better, if there even is a next time since today's session was anything but pleasurable. But then again through today, I kind of discovered new sides to people, I think. I realised that I'm a bitch (: haha. nothing new, yes, but nonetheless, I find it very interesting to see how bitchy I can get each time. As for others, I dont know. I guess, I realised that people arent exactly what you think of them I guess, somehow they will just disappoint you, at one time or another and maybe, you cant place too much hope, too much expectation in people anymore since sometimes it is those that are the closest to you that hurt you the most. So much for wanting to learn the _____ from ______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe, we were blowing up the whole thing today. Maybe, I dont really know myself either cause at that time, it seemed logical but looking at it now, I really dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if anyone has found this post offensive then you'll just have to accept that its me, take it or leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;so, this is what its like to be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116161861247631154?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116161861247631154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116161861247631154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116161861247631154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116161861247631154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/10/about-week-till-school-closes-for-year.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116144531387096718</id><published>2006-10-21T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T08:41:53.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THX today was good though I didnt really get the movie, it was good to see so many people saved (: and it was the first service we had with the p6s and I dont know, it's good that we are not the youngest in youth anymore (i think, it is, though I dont really mind) but then now that the p6s come in I think things will be different.&lt;br /&gt;FUEL will not be with the sec2s anymore and FUEL, is really really fun with Gab Pua's nonsense and the occassional games that involves interaction with other sections and then there's Chet who still owes me ice cream, and makes FUEL fun too, maybe just because he is there. And then Eugene, the princess banana, who wants a happy marriage and keeps bugging me for ________. haha. AND DEE. OH I LOVE DEE. haha. DEE((: haha. she is so super funny, and nice and AH. dee (: HAHA. gosh I have no idea what I am talking about or what I have been talking about, but you get my point. I will miss Dee and all the other sec2s mentioned and not mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;And then there's sectional outing which will not be the same because once the sec2s are in upper sec then they cant even crash our sectional outing anymore, right?&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just scared that things will be different once all the changes happens. That those in sec2 that I'm close too, we'll somehow drift apart. And. I dont know cause right now, some of them, they just seem.. different already. I DONT KNOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116144531387096718?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116144531387096718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116144531387096718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116144531387096718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116144531387096718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/10/thx-today-was-good-though-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35497016.post-116023489099311142</id><published>2006-10-20T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T07:13:06.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like the wind (:&lt;br /&gt;I like the sound of it. It sounds so vague (to me) and it can mean a lot of things, depending on how you choose to look at it. It could literally mean like the wind, as a form of comparison since the wind reminds people of different things like one would normally say "run like the wind" meaning speed. Or it could also mean that I like the wind, which i do (: Or if you choose to look at it in chinese, then wind in chinese is feng1 and it has the same pronounciation as the chinese word for crazy, so it would mean "like the crazy". But it is up to you how you want to look at it. I havent really decided how I actually want to look at it yet, but I guess I decided on the url because of A Walk to Remember, "it's like the wind, you cant see it but you can feel it."&lt;br /&gt;In that case, I think she was talking about the ever so cliche love. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know the skin is not at all wind related but in the process of helping chetwin find a new blogskin, I found it and succumbed to using this because its really pretty and I was too lazy to complete the one I was making, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;But I will still be keeping the &lt;a href="http://alone-in-this-big-world-.blogspot.com"&gt;old blog&lt;/a&gt; that I posted in for super long and it has many many of my nonsensical, emo and weird posts so I will keep it for memory's sake and cause I like the skin (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35497016-116023489099311142?l=likethewind-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/feeds/116023489099311142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35497016&amp;postID=116023489099311142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116023489099311142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35497016/posts/default/116023489099311142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://likethewind-.blogspot.com/2006/10/like-wind-i-like-sound-of-it.html' title=''/><author><name>loSt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08982169485296541590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
