<?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-7614151695976143783</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:50:50.292+08:00</updated><category term='~Diana~'/><category term='~$park$~'/><category term='me'/><category term='$पार्क$'/><category term='where my heart is'/><title type='text'>I STILL GOT YOU</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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seriously'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-6386857631378077748</id><published>2012-01-30T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:13:25.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's still happening?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, i'll come clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i tried getting over the fact that i can't go poly, but i'm still sour over it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its not that i CANT bcos of my score, but bcos my parents want me to opt out of poly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, fine. i intended to take theatre studies and drama, lit, econs and maths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NOW, one day before the reporting day, i find out tt i'm highly discouraged to take Theatre studies and drama, because its too time consuming, and my focus should be on track instead since i appealed thru that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can pull through if i take TSD... but now i cant go poly OR take tt subj tt i want...it's just unfair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but however you look at it, they're still my parents. and no matter how much i hate myself for letting them dictate whatever i'm doing, i still dont wanna let them down(altho i feel i alrdy have). i mean, i have been feeling horrible for giving them shitty attitude these past few days, but at the same time i feel that these big life changing decisions should be made by me and not them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everything's so screwed up now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-6386857631378077748?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/6386857631378077748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=6386857631378077748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6386857631378077748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6386857631378077748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-still-happening.html' title='it&apos;s still happening?'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-2807258449554405293</id><published>2012-01-30T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T20:38:34.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;move on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i've got no choice, i've gotta move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;it's just too late, i gotta move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;there's no point waiting, so just move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's time, it time for me to take a step back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why don't you leave me on the sidetrack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there's no point waiting, no point waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no point waiting, no point waiting, no point waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;my heart, it broke into a million pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;it's like it burned down into ashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;you've never been in my position, position&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i pray for you to come back to me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someday, cause i know that('s?) the only way&lt;br /&gt;for you to come back to me, come back to me&lt;br /&gt;come back to me, come back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is an unfinished song by Thaqif, &amp;nbsp;a talented Singaporean and he asked his fans and viewers to help him complete this song.... a year ago. haha. i just saw this, this year but since i didnt see any video responses, i'm trying to complete it for him:D or just suggest.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this song is really relatable to me, not focusing on the relationship part but more on the moving on part on a different aspect of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i'll leave it at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-2807258449554405293?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/2807258449554405293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=2807258449554405293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;running down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do you always weep and frown?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is it because he left you one day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is it because he could not stay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On your branches he would swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you long for the happiness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that day would bring?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He found shelter in your shade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You thought his laughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;would never fade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weeping willow, stop your tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is something to calm your fears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You think death has ripped you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;forever apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I know he'll always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;be in your heart."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-my girl (1991)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this movie is really touching. though it's kinda old, i really think that the story will leave a lasting impression on me.&lt;br /&gt;the above poem is from the movie and i think that you can only grasp the meaning and the feeling of it if you watch the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's a movie you should watch:')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-8268985875291998380</id><published>2012-01-10T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T16:39:07.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what does one do when they are given a choice between fulfiling one's own wish and disappointing EVERYONE else?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-8268985875291998380?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/8268985875291998380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=8268985875291998380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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YEAR!:)</title><content type='html'>hey! so a new year is approaching fast and i hope all of you will have a great year ahead:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', Calibri, 'Myriad Pro', Myriad, 'Trebuchet MS', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;It's suspended there to remind us before we pop the champagne and celebrate the New Year, to stop and reflect on the year that has gone by. To remember both our triumphs and our missteps - our promises made, and broken. The times we opened ourselves up to great adventures - or closed ourselves down, for fear of getting hurt. Because that's what New Year's is all about: getting another chance. A chance to forgive, to do better, to do more, to give more, to love more. And stop worrying about 'what if' and start embracing what would be. So when that ball drops at midnight - and it will drop - let's remember to be nice to each other, kind to each other. And not just tonight but all year long." -claire , new year's eve movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Calibri, 'Myriad Pro', Myriad, 'Trebuchet MS', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Calibri, 'Myriad Pro', Myriad, 'Trebuchet MS', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;embrace the new year!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Calibri, 'Myriad Pro', Myriad, 'Trebuchet MS', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Segoe UI', Calibri, 'Myriad Pro', Myriad, 'Trebuchet MS', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&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/7614151695976143783-7526198855883057777?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/7526198855883057777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=7526198855883057777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7526198855883057777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7526198855883057777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!:)'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-9149233586816161501</id><published>2011-12-28T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T23:36:46.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>expanding my job scope</title><content type='html'>initially, i tore out pictures from the National geographic magazine that my school provide because i thought they were really breathtaking. however, i later wanted to put the pictures to better use (bcos i didn't want them to rot in my cupboard :D) &amp;nbsp;and then i realized that there are too many pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll change the approach. i think i'll do ads focusing on current social issue to raise awareness. then maybe, someday it can really be used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing this partly for exposure to advertising:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-9149233586816161501?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/9149233586816161501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=9149233586816161501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/9149233586816161501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/9149233586816161501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2011/12/expanding-my-job-scope.html' title='expanding my job scope'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-4575742149309302657</id><published>2011-12-24T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T00:25:41.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music inspirations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MARIE DIGBY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i LOVE Marie Digby's songs.  i think that she has the ability to compose great songs that incorporates natural elements and have a deep meaning to her song as well. SHE WRITES GREAT SONGS. i aspire to be like her, based on music genre and how she does the arrangement of the songs. she's definitely talented.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one of my favorite songs from her is &lt;u&gt;FEEL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(take a listen)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KgBQvfm1YPM" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Marie Digby - feel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.topacousticsongs.com/artistpics/marie-digby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://www.topacousticsongs.com/artistpics/marie-digby.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;isn't she just beautiful?:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TYLER WARD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have you heard this guy's acoustic version of many songs? or have you heard his originals?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ITS AMAZING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he has the ability to make known songs like his own. he's musical talents are just WOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;plus, he posts videos regularly on youtube and its not those videos where you just post yourself in front of a webcam. its a high quality music video, with good sound quality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've always wanted to post many videos on youtube, but i never knew how to make it sound so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, he's my motivation and inspiration to post videos and produce good songs.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my favorite songs from him is &lt;u&gt;THE HARDEST THING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/FWBi2Zut1eg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FWBi2Zut1eg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FWBi2Zut1eg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TAYLOR SWIFT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she's just powerful. she's able to write so many songs in such a short period of time! she's really an inspiration. most of her songs are heartfelt too, we've all experienced it sometime in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nuff' said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my favorite song from her is currently &lt;u&gt;IF THIS WAS A MOVIE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/i9W-4PMngAU/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i9W-4PMngAU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i9W-4PMngAU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there's plenty more musicians who inspire me in different areas of music, but these are the main people who really makes me want to push and be better:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-4575742149309302657?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/4575742149309302657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=4575742149309302657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4575742149309302657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4575742149309302657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2011/12/music-inspirations.html' title='music inspirations'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-937267690080657512</id><published>2011-11-28T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T22:59:25.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im torn</title><content type='html'>so now that major exams are over, i kinda have o make a decision on my future. the school tht i wanna go to and what not. i have been switching sides between JC and Poly, vj and ngee ann poly to be exact. this is my situation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've wanted to go to ngee ann since sec 3? so its been 2yrs, but because of influence and personal interest, i wanted to go vj and vj only, no other jcs. so in august when i got the confirm appeal i readily accepted it and promised the teacher that i will go thr (cos he asked). the probnow is that, i dont want to go to a JC anymore. i think its boring and stressful and i think its not my type of environment and tt'll lead me to not coping in school. i went back to sticking with ngee ann poly, well mostly. i realise, i might have a shot at excelling in poly. passion's gna help me right? it's more practical skills, and more intersting. i  realise that i ONLY want to go vj, so if i dont want to go other JCs, doesnt tha make me not interested in jc? i realise i dont like jc life. ahhhhhhhh! if someone asks me why i wanna go jc, i'll be speechless. but for poly, its totally different! what amm i suppose to do! i know everyone says that gg to jc will give u a higher chance to go to uni, but i think that if u go poly and have passion in the course you take, you'd be able to excel just as well! come one, if u have passion in smt, doesnt that make you all the more interested and willing to do whatever? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now that i've changed my mind, im stuck bcos of the promise. i cant break it? its not right. but i dont want to go there either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-937267690080657512?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/937267690080657512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=937267690080657512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/937267690080657512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/937267690080657512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-torn_28.html' title='im torn'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-1428067754468199029</id><published>2011-09-20T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T22:04:38.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its never just about you and me now isit, im slowly being forgotten&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-1428067754468199029?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/1428067754468199029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=1428067754468199029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1428067754468199029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1428067754468199029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-never-just-about-you-and-me-now.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-1984655960939592684</id><published>2011-09-10T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T01:22:23.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>letters to no one</title><content type='html'>What if you spoke your mind? What if you knew the real reason people treated you that waay? What if you knew how complicated the situation was but not know how to fiix it? What if you realised you never really know why you love them? What if they told you they loved you right from the start? What if. 'what and 'if' and two very unthreatening words in the english vocabulary, but if put together can make the most regretful, terrifying words can can haunt you for life. Sometimes, if you feel like the world has given up on you, or have no one to talk to, its always good to pen it down. Ometimes you feel that nobody out there would fully comprehend your thoughts and you might be too embarassed to tell them, so u can write it down. Write it down for yourself, for your heart. So that no matter what happens, its always good to let it go and leave that memory on that piece of paper. Sometimes, when you feel like letting go, you can burn them. The memory might astill be in your head, but the satisfaction of being able to see part of ur memory being burnt may help you move on. Sometimes.letters to no one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-1984655960939592684?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/1984655960939592684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=1984655960939592684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1984655960939592684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1984655960939592684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2011/09/letters-to-no-one.html' title='letters to no one'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-4838696114474864461</id><published>2011-07-10T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T00:03:13.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know what I know. don't question me</title><content type='html'>I know how I feel abt u, I love u as a friend and someone I can look for when everything else seem to be messed up. Now tt u wont even look at me, bothers me rlly badly, I nvr knew i'd feel this way. My most treasured friend, that's you. Hah, but is tt still e case for you? Its not e same anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-4838696114474864461?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/4838696114474864461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=4838696114474864461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4838696114474864461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4838696114474864461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-know-what-i-know-dont-question-me.html' title='I know what I know. don&apos;t question me'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-4103204984361722033</id><published>2011-04-30T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T18:21:27.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-4103204984361722033?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/4103204984361722033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=4103204984361722033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4103204984361722033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4103204984361722033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-you.html' title='i love you.'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-6636273805548698966</id><published>2011-04-16T21:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T21:16:47.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing's ever perfect, but we still move on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;we have to face it , we're all getting older, we're maturing , we're wiser each year, we're just growing each day in every way. but age is just a number! change IS life , but how much of change is actually bearable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;  &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;when i first knew you, i really liked just hanging out with you, telling you all the random shit, just being plain stupid and not conscious of what you were thinking about me. we were always open to each other, no secrets, no worries. now, i just don’t know how to say it. everything's changed between the both of us. i don't feel like i know you enough to give you advice , or anything that i should be doing for you. i may not appear to be bothered by what you do or how you’re acting but inside, im hurting. I’m hurting because you don’t seem to care much about your life. I’m hurting because I don’t feel that we’re close anymore even thought you say we are. I’m hurting because you don’t treat people the way you want to be treated. I’m hurting because I feel like I’m just one of your friends. I’m hurting because i feel that you hide things that I should know. I’m hurting because I’m not the first person you talk to. To tell you the truth, I feel that being around you now is not as pleasant as being around you then, before all this drama started. Why? why do you seem so different now? I thought you knew how to use your words wisely. I thought you wouldn’t use words so loosely. I may have tolerance, but I cant tolerate you doing that. I cant tolerate you doing anything that’ll make you seem childish or anything that’ll ruin your life in the long term. You don’t notice it do you? You don’t right? I care for you. We care for you. Yet, I feel that we are all slowly being replaced, shrugged off. I may show little emotions sometimes , but that doesn’t mean I don’t have any. Sometimes , I feel that you think you’re at an advantage, that everything you do has its reasons. Sure, but not all your reasons are right sometimes. Sometimes I feel that you are just too much, too stubborn to listen, too selfish. You’re seemingly more like this now. It hurts to see how this friendship grew and slowly tearing apart now. That’s how I feel. Torn. I’ve never felt so betrayed before. Sometimes , I feel that I’m losing you to you’re one too many friends. Hey, I know that you feel that you have many good friends, but I think that whatever happens you shouldn’t push what you have away.that’s what I feel. My perspective, I don’t know what’s yours. We do encourage you , we don’t push you away right? Little things do matter but its usually the little good deeds that go unnoticed. I’m not saying I’m perfect. Nobody is. I do acknowledge that im annoying, sometimes hateful. What’s happened to us? WHAT HAPPEN TO US? I really don’t know. Did you know? We were trying so hard not to tell anybody about the situation between us but when we found out how many people knew, we were just, disappointed. I’m happy that you’re finding ways to feel happy, but I don’t know if this hyper feeling is a good thing. Sometimes I wish you’d respect me enough. We’re still coming to terms with your enormous loves, but we do hope that you could tell us everything. Its unfair that you guys have almost nothing to hide while you are so protective of certain things from us. So, what are we going to do now? I’m not confident that everything'll go back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;you came into my life and meant much more than i thought you would.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;i’m thankful and grateful to Allah&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;that you are there for me.&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;You mean the world to me. Yes, you do. Haha. im glad i have you. though we have our screwed up moments and our fair share of fun.though we may not always have the right things to say, at least we're there for each other. i know that due to my rashness sometimes, i may have unintentionally hurt ur feelings or caused some misunderstanding. yet sometimes, i do hope that you will be able to reach out to me and talk to me more than what we do now. soemtimes i feel a tad bit of envy of the people around us. i know that i tend to get into a lot of mind-reading things which u dont always take notice of, i mean who would.i do ant to acknowledge though, that everytime i need comfort, with or without you knowing, you'll always send me a text at the right time. when i needed to see that you were thinking of me, most. sometimes i get mad that you dont call, or when i can't reach you or when you dont seem to underdstand me, but you aways cheer me up regardless, when u send me a text. but thats not enough though! :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;3)you are one person who i treasure. it doesnt matter, the current situation we at now, you probably forgot i exist. maybe its my overeaction that i think everything is all just saddening. maybe it'll all go away with a simple text message, but nothing's that simple with you right? you might appear mean just to shoo me away, or just uninterested. either ways i dont want to risk hurting myself again by taking the first step again. but that doesnt mean i hate you , it probably just mean that i'm holding myself together and keeping myself away from the crap you're giving me. and neither am i that easy to shrug off.i just want to say that even though, you're keeping the distance i'll still be here &amp;nbsp;whenever.whatever we talked about, it cant be lost that easily right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&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/7614151695976143783-6636273805548698966?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/6636273805548698966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=6636273805548698966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6636273805548698966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6636273805548698966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2011/04/nothings-ever-perfect-but-we-still-move.html' title='nothing&apos;s ever perfect, but we still move on.'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-1047405820485819696</id><published>2011-04-07T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T18:13:25.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing's quite going our way all the time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;i am greatly disturbed by something but i dont know what. okay i think i do , maybe its because there are so many things that ive been worried about. but because there are so many things, i dont exactly know what they are anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-1047405820485819696?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/1047405820485819696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=1047405820485819696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1047405820485819696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1047405820485819696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2011/04/nothings-quite-going-our-way-all-time.html' title='nothing&apos;s quite going our way all the time'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-2955629333141812274</id><published>2011-02-06T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T15:04:10.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yea its a typical post but so  what?:)</title><content type='html'>ok so its a month atfer the new year. yea its been a long time since i posted. (sorry!) so recently i have been thinking alot abt my life , where i wanna go , what i'm gna do, and so on:) huh i reallyt donno where i wanna go. i mean i've thought of what i want alrdy, and time's running out. final exams are coming soon and i really gotta figure it out. shytes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-2955629333141812274?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/2955629333141812274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=2955629333141812274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/2955629333141812274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/2955629333141812274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2011/02/yea-its-typical-post-but-so-what.html' title='yea its a typical post but so  what?:)'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-1989033775156556189</id><published>2010-12-12T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:47:25.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fed-up,messed-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;what is wrong with the world! seriously. why can't there be no cunning people, more promisors, less heartbreakers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-1989033775156556189?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/1989033775156556189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=1989033775156556189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1989033775156556189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1989033775156556189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2010/12/fed-upmessed-up.html' title='fed-up,messed-up'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-8972805888253088047</id><published>2010-11-03T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T20:17:57.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;okay this is SERIOUSLY irritating. come on, you're in OUR country, and i think its only naturally that you can SPEAK English before you even get a job here. ENGLISH is OUR national Language and if you don't respect that, i don't think you deserve to get a job here. Don't get me wrong. i entirely understand that you need a job, that's why you're here in the first place right? what I'm saying is that you understand that your in Singapore too, and like all of you who come to Singapore, you have to respect our rules and culture. sometimes, i wonder why this issue isn't really brought up. (well, not that I've heard of it, or maybe i missed it.) I'm referring to the rise in number of single-language speakers (not English) coming and ALREADY have a job here. Do you notice that there are more advertisements for job vacancies requesting that only people who know how to speak Chinese on top of English. This makes it seem like a certain racial group has an advantaage over another racial group. please, do something about it. take an English test and pass it before you work so that you can communicate with those people who Don't exactly understand you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;no offence. &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/7614151695976143783-8972805888253088047?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/8972805888253088047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=8972805888253088047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8972805888253088047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8972805888253088047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2010/11/okay-this-is-seriously-irritating.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-4390353922076182826</id><published>2010-10-31T19:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T16:26:00.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;hhhmm... u know how we here are having the "speak good english" campaign and being encouraged not to use so much singlish. well, i do admit that i do use it, especially when i find the long sentence particularly very annoying. however i do realize the advantages of  good English. in fact, i ound another reason why we're encouraged to :) it helps especially when you're talking to a kid or a teenager.. or in fact, just anyone. haha. i'm pretty sure you'd LOVE to get things done when you tell someone to do something, but dont u find it frustrating when they just ignore you then give you a face? haha. well, maybe its your approach. imagine yourself being the person who's being asked to do smt, wont u think "can you help me do something please?" is nicer and better than "eh, can do this?". it sounds much more polite and makes u'd feel much more at ease than irritation whenasked with proper English. dont you think?:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7614151695976143783-4390353922076182826?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/4390353922076182826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=4390353922076182826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4390353922076182826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4390353922076182826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2010/10/hhhmm.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-7210524634509949160</id><published>2010-08-29T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T20:31:29.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;haha nope its not bcos im wordy.... its just that  im too lazy to upload pics xD and yet agn i wanna blog!!! ok hhhm wad did i do today? went madrasah and tokalot of crap.... CRAP xD and .... STUDIED.... IM SO PROUD OF MY HALF WRITTEN SONG... still developing on it tho... cant wait till its done!!! =))&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/7614151695976143783-7210524634509949160?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/7210524634509949160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=7210524634509949160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7210524634509949160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7210524634509949160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2010/08/haha-nope-its-not-bcos-im-wordy.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-170753542492134186</id><published>2010-07-29T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T21:28:27.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;once upon a time i was falling in love, but now i'm only falling apart. there's nothing i can do-a total eclipse of the heart."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;omg i love this part, so nice to hear... not that this part got any link to me or anything. :) hahaa any i havent been updating my blogggg.... gosh srsly i think i shd strt..... but where?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ok i know! i'll start by saying that im going to the YOV! awesome much! yayyayyayyay!! and tmr o sch cos of sports day.... WOW i love friday:) and the youth olympic villlage is awesome la... just awesome&gt;&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;anw today we had NE/maths presentation....kinda weird i tell u .... i mean.... NE and maths? but it was kkinda fun cos can singgggggggggg:)))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;thassall fer nw:) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cynt ttyl &lt;/i&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/7614151695976143783-170753542492134186?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/170753542492134186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=170753542492134186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/170753542492134186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/170753542492134186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2010/07/once-upon-time-i-was-falling-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-3073281809111682884</id><published>2010-05-30T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T20:33:59.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MYE is finally overrrrrrrrr omg im so happy and with so much free time can do alot of things!!!! woo! okay this time i srsly have to add hwin.... i sound crazy... but i have to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;hhhmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;listen to music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;go friends hse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;learn new songSSS on oiano and guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;search more songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;go out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;:))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-3073281809111682884?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/3073281809111682884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=3073281809111682884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3073281809111682884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3073281809111682884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2010/05/mye-is-finally-overrrrrrrrr-omg-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-611055666313840628</id><published>2010-03-23T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T20:33:15.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i love music. very much. and i'm really motivated and inspired to learn playing the piano and guitar and maybe to put up songs to sing with my girls? either ways, i haveto post smt up to show wht i'm capable of, if not, show what i really love to do.music is my passion. i realized that not long ago when i was able to think about what i actually wanted in future. i realized that what i wanted had everything to do with music and media. so, THAT is my passion, and i hope and want to pursue it. its thanks to those random ppl out there tt i read abt or stumbled upon tt i got inspiration from,wondering to myself tt, if they can do it, so can i. so ive decided to at least have smt done abt it, altho it may take long and there may be many ostacles along the way, i have to start NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"If you look deep enough you will see music;the heart of nature being everywhere music."&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/7614151695976143783-611055666313840628?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/611055666313840628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=611055666313840628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/611055666313840628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/611055666313840628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2010/03/after-silence-that-which-comes-nearest.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-1786343007632006596</id><published>2010-03-11T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:43:49.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have noooo idea whhy i'm posting this on my blog but i really just want to vent my frustration and anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;srsly cant u just ask me first before confronting?? do you know? there are 2 consequences: 1) we become closer 2) we drift apart. however for our case, its the second. you asked me what about the family that i dont like? i srsly do not know why u are so critical about me being with him, if it doesnt affect my studies can you PLEASE dont assume? i'm begging you. in fact, he can help me. i really think u dont have the right to do what u just did even as my parents. im serious . if this continues i might just do smt against my will. the huse is alrdy grilled enough, dont grill me in with it. i need my space too, every one does. everyone has their limits everyone has their comfort zone. im comfortable with beig alone outside and making my own decisions. you are right. its my life. so i can do anything with it. even if its making the wrong choice. at least i can learn from it and not do the samething again. i just wish youcould see me for who i am and accept it and not always be criticising me and wishing for me to change. it will never happen. i will notchange unless for the beter. and stop comparing me to others. its not motivation. its a sign of favouritism to me. and if u really wish i was like them, just adopt them as ur daughter . im 15 i know what i want what i need and i know that there are limits to whatever you say. im not that cheap. and dont blame me when i always cry during/after your talks, those arent fake tears to gain ur sympathy. i cant believe you even said that. sometimes i wish you could just listen without interuption and reflect whatever i said . i know i may seem too young to you whatsoever, but that doesnt mean that what im saying is wrong. there are things which i just wish u understand and not just trying to prove urself right and i really really wish that you were capable of self improvement. if you are, i really dont see the diferrence. maybe its because of the trauma that ive gone thru when i was young and all the little disappointments that have add up and became one big block in my heart which makes no more room for sadness and disappointments thst i cry so much. i wish that you could keep your words . it really hurts when u dont. i dont know what to do when u dont cos if i confront you u'de thik im rude and if i dont i just have to suffer in silence. i think that everyone is entitled to privacy. just the amt that is diff. and i think that u wanting to read everything is just too much. this isnt a good role model of trying to teach me 'trust' and u complain and say that i dont communicate. how may times have i tried? i wrote u letters to negoriate , sent you sms-es, talkind to you but when i do that, you seem to just ignore it and whenever we talk, things dont seem to turn out well.i've tried many times to talk to you but i've long given up on that small tiny hope that i can ever get thru to you. soive decided to just listen. i really wish you could hear me and not be just in your world where everything has to be YOUR WAY, there are others too. and yet again you may think i=this is rude, but i reallyhopr that your anger can vanish soon enough to know that im desperate and im begging you. i can tell you what's fake though. the smile that i have to put on everyday, im tired of it. i dont care where i am or who takes care of me, just as long as im happy ,ill be happy to stay there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;please im begging you. if nothing's ever gonna change i dont think we can ever build a strong relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you still dont know what im talking about, maybe this can give u smt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parentscorner.org.za/?q=node/25"&gt;http://www.parentscorner.org.za/?q=node/25&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Do we as parents have the right to regularly check our children’s SMS, MXIT and Facebook discussions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;By Hannelie Kotze (Educational Psychologist)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The short and sweet answer to this question is an even shorter answer – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a firm believer of the fact that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you want to teach somebody something, the best way to do it, is to live the example.&lt;/span&gt; St Francis of Assisi was reported to have said: “If you want to proclaim God, do it and only when really necessary, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;use words&lt;/span&gt;.” Thus, if &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you want to teach your children about trust and respect in relationships, you must start by trusting them and showing them respect.&lt;/span&gt; Unfortunately that is not the whole story; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;children also have to learn that trust has to be earned and can easily be lost if we do not value it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I would suggest that you discuss the boundaries and rules around cellphone usage before you hand your child a cellphone. If it is too late for that then it is time to sit your child down and apologise to him or her for failing them. Then put things in place to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;avoid any future unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Explain to your child that it is human nature, and fairly normal for children, to push boundaries and to be inquisitive. We all looked up the swear words in the dictionary as a child. Children have changed over the years but in some instances not at all. The only problem is that now it is no longer looking up a few “not so nice words” in a dictionary! Children today have access via their personal computers and cellphones to almost any kind of information on the internet, some of which can be very damaging and it is your responsibility as a parent to guide them as to what digital content they can access.&lt;br /&gt;You can use the following analogy to explain to your child the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;concept of trust&lt;/span&gt;. At first when you were teaching him or her to learn to ride a bicycle without fairy wheels you initially had to hold on to the seat of the bicycle to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;assist&lt;/span&gt; with balance. As his or her balance improved you just had to run alongside the bicycle &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;until a time came where it was enough to just watch from a distance&lt;/span&gt;. Only then did the two of you go into the streets. This process happened because your child &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;slowly gained your confidence&lt;/span&gt; by showing that he or she can ride the bicycle without falling down and sustaining any injuries. Once you were sure that they knew the traffic laws and abided by them were &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they allowed riding their bikes unsupervised&lt;/span&gt;. It is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;no different with cellphones and computers&lt;/span&gt;. Initially you will have to monitor access until such time that you are convinced that they can also “ride this bicycle without getting hurt”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It is not an invasion of your child’s privacy if he or she gives you informed consent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;after a discussion of what is allowed or not and what the consequences&lt;/span&gt; will be if they choose to disobey the agreement. Be very clear about what constitutes breaking your trust, for example, visiting inappropriate websites, logging on to unsupervised chat rooms, not adhering to “cell phone free times”, lying, not keeping promises, not being where they said they would be, being in trouble at school, not completing homework and not handing in projects on time. Do remember though that should your child choose to disobey the agreement that you need to be consistent and follow through with the consequences of your child breaking your trust – even if they may show honest remorse. This, in itself, is a lesson in trust; your word needs to be your word.&lt;br /&gt;Reassure your child that if they are curious about a subject that they can come to talk to you about it. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A word of caution: such a parent-child relationship needs to be cultivated from early childhood &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and is rarely accomplished by your being judgmental and critical of your child&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Remember the saying – “relationships, children and animals reflect the amount of attention they get!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;even so, its stated there CLEARLY that youarent suppose to read my messages and wanting to read EVERYTHING is just about the same as reading it constantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-7009002249159459596</id><published>2010-02-07T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T19:14:43.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ok i just feel like siiting here and writing and writing about those emotional and in-depth stuff.... like havent done tt in a super freaking long time....&lt;br /&gt;ok first thing.... i find rly irritating is when i cant say what's on my mind... like when i need to clarify or justify sth.... just rly irritating... like seriously i don wanna sound rude or sth... but i HAVE to say sth... so wad if im younger? that doesnt make YOU right&lt;br /&gt;but i've been trying to start by expressing a little of my feeling and thoughts cos i realised that its isnt good for u to keep it in ur heart cos u might just EXPLODE... it still happens to me nw tho... like i'll just be innocently sitting looking out  of the window and BOOM tears start flowing for no particular... ok maybe there is but still... and i realise i've become more emotional recently.... like one simple thing can make me teary and if somebody talks to me abt some emotional stuff i'll probably break down and cry or just start getting teary... srsly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw abt the topic on l-o-v-e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like listening to music with deep meaning and watch movies and shows with it too :D&lt;br /&gt;and i really think that this is a very braod topic with numerous meaning&lt;br /&gt;like love with deep emotinal feelings&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;casually like friends do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its the best feeling u can ever get&lt;br /&gt;u've got friends to care for u and its because of this love and friendship tt made us closer and they know u inside out which is a relief at times and annoyingz!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also love in a relationship&lt;br /&gt;i think tt its so lovely and beautiful tt i'm stuck to it to find out more abt it&lt;br /&gt;like i'm in love with love itself... not trying to sound cheesy or corny here... ok maybe i am ... i'll try to keep it to the minimal kay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like u donno when it'll come and sometimes u cant even explain it&lt;br /&gt;i don think its something u can explain&lt;br /&gt;it makes u feel the need of generously giving the best u have but it'll never fail to bring u down when it hurts&lt;br /&gt;it's blissful but really... everybody has the right to give wad they can and also its a natural thing u cant stop urself frm loving some1 can u? so instead of wrapping urself in misery... just go for it and u might not spend the rest of ur time regretting...&lt;br /&gt;its like when ur ard someone u like wont u feel like being urself? to make sure they're alright and also make sure ur always there for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;well i do&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/7614151695976143783-7009002249159459596?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/7009002249159459596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=7009002249159459596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7009002249159459596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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canberra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;canberra freaking cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we packed for warm whether&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we were freezing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;brought lots of shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;had trg there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dam fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;place was dam big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;village was dam nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my teacher was being a dickwe had a halal grp there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and we ate asian food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;went to sydney &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;warmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;had tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;pasir ris crest ppl were staying at same hotel as us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;went to the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to many wow's:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;water was freaking nice and cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; hahahahahahahahaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;anw wad the heck!!!! hahahahahahahqa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-4233807398149466442</id><published>2009-11-21T16:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:36:39.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;aaahhh sian.. today have trg.... AGAIN just cos we gt chalet later on the coach wants trg to be brought forward!!! grrr... anw we all thot trg wud be light excercises and stuff ut turns out we have to run!!! and my schedule was 180 x2 x3... 180 x3 x2 sounds shorter... wadever then aft tt we still had excercises.... -.- anw aft tt 'rushed' home cos i had a date.... HAHA jkjk:) went back to bathe and pack my stuff... was suppose to meet syafiqah at 2-3 ard there but ended up meeting her at 4+... by the time i reached her hse i was sweating like mad.. and i sat in front of the fan... den we made our way downtown to meet syahrul aizat and zakir den while we were at e bus stop i had a miss call frm syahrul and when i called back aizat was on the line... ok then halway toking syahrul toked to me... srly funny cos frm high to low voice:D anw we went to downtown first den met them at ehub and DEN we walked back to downtown to eat at BK haha ok... den aft i bought my food i saw tti had to sit beside syahrul.. ok so i just sat down and syafiqah sat beside me oso:D aft eating aizat was like asking for our bags cos he wanted to carry:D i didnt want la so he carried syafiqah's one... den we went to fairprice because i had to but some potato chips for the chalet... and we oso bought our owb=n cup noodles for midnite snacking:DD aft awhile zakir had to go so we sent him off until the entrance:D den we went to coffee bean to sit down and... do nth aizat wanted to buy the cheapest thing there which cos abt 5? and he only gt 2.80 wit him-.- hah anw we just sat dere and tok and wen e guy came to wipe e table near us we were 'acting' haha:D ok we wanted to go macs but uh.. we didnt know where it was... anw the guys had to go so they left for pasir ris mrt:) an dwhen i called hidayu to ask her where she was she was at fairprice-.-...so we took a cab to e chalet cos they say quite far and it WAS far and eerie oso.. and it was 7+ didnt wanna walk there when it was dark... when we reached they we put our stuff down and went to the room and tok and camwhore:))oh wad did we have for dinner? oh ya! we had hokkien mee... aft eating we resumed our stuff in the room... oh and we were rushing to do the video oso... clara was dam pissed with us... i was listening to music oso... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;12 AM we had night game... we were split into 2 groups 1 afraid of the dark and the other not... and den we were grouped again in grps of 5 with a mixture... i had syafiqah syasya hidayu and cherly in my grp and we were the first to go into the room ... the seniors blindfoled us and we were each suppose to find a water balloon den we went inside the pitch black room and moved ard like blind asses den the seniors were scaring us with sudden shouts and sounds frm their phone and they'll start tugging us... but dam hidayu laid on the bed and den aft awhile continued searching for the balloon...den while searching we felt water on the floor and some1 was shouting 'is this the toilet? why are we in the toilet?!' but turns out we burst 1 water balloon... so some of our pants got wet... -.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha ya den while i was searching for the other water balloon i accidentally touched one of the seniors and she screamed... so much for scaring us ;P haha aft tt we found everything they gathered us with our blindfolds still on and they asked us to take out our blindfold and when we did they shouted at us 'BOO!!!!' haha den we went out of the room and went to our room and started toking abt stuff:) den like abt 3 plus liddat the rest stilll havent finish with the game so me and syafiqah went to eat maagi:)) our midnite snack while syasya stayed in the room thinking of e video and hidayu went for another round of scares... but this time she helped out... yup den while eating i realised i forgot my jacket!!!!!! shit den nvm la we just did our own things for awhile den it was time for breakfast ate bread -.- den i bathed and everything and we did e video:D kinda funny den aft tt we had water games and i practically gt soaked... den aft playing i wet hidayu!!! and syafiqah!!! and syasya!!! hahah!!! aft tt was too wet to go ointo the room so we had our lunch(had maccaroni with ham and tomato sauce btw) den we swam in the swimming pool:) and alsoo played water polo:D den after tt we came back and did our video... rushed it actually den we had treasure hunt:))) and my grp was e last. nope not cos we're losers but becos we didnt get the clue... anw just walked back lor.... den it was time for bbq:)) and it started to rain so the sec 3's took the umbrella and start the fire... i helped out a little with the bbq-ing then one of the seniors gave me and hidayu an oreo biscuit and they said ' its very nice u shd try it its a new flavour... mint we made it ourselves' ok so the biscuit was quite soft... arent biscuit suppose to be hard?! and it tasted weird oso... anw haflway while eating they said... ' ITS COLGATE TOOTHPASTE!!!! i straight away spat it out digusting and i cud still tase the toothepaste when i went back home at nite the next day.... i ate hotdog, sweet potato, chicken, satay and otah-otah until srly cudnt be bothered wit e crowd so i went in the room and talked on the phone with syahrul... but bcos the ppl in the room were toking abt inappropriate stuff... i went out agn but i had to put down aft awhile cos hidayu and syasya 'mengamok' :)) den it was time to show the videos to the sec 4 and bcos of sth the videos cant be shown on the tv so every1 had to crowd at the super tiny laptop and watched frm there.... i didnt bother to watch and anw we were suppose to send syafiqah to downtown or sth and en eat ice cream at macs but then hidayu lazy to go cos the walk there wud be eerie and so we didnt go and syafiqah tok a lift frm mr chan... and we stayed in the living rm for awhile to receive gifts!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;aft tt den we went to our room to tok tok... den we took a nap at ard 2.3+ den when i was conscious at ard 3 i felt sth on my cheek i thot saliva or wad so i wiped some of it wit my jacket and my hand.. den i heard somebody came to our room and said 'eh hidayu! how come there's white stuff on ur face?!' shit then both of us straight away knew sth was up and went to the toilet.... true enuf there wes TOOTHPASTE on our cheek and we were the only 2 tt kena... the rest in our room all didnt... argh!!! but the said ours were the better ones so we went ard to check in the other rooms and true enuf 2 sec 1's hair were covered with toothpaste srsly... THE WHOLE HEAD and it was totally white! den they wanted to chack 'click' so i just stayed there to watch oso la but halfway they changed to 'the skeleton key' or sth like tt ... straight away i went to the kitchen to make some maggi for myself... was hungry anw den i gobbled down my food and went to the room was listening to music and had a nap agn... but this time super irritating... seriously cant stand it me and hidayu were lying on the bed den some1's phone alarm clock rang and she didnt wake up to switch it off so sinc eit was beside hidayu she switched it off... den abt a min later it rang agn this time it was syasya's and it was beside me and she didnt switch it off so I had to... left right have sia... then we tot it was over then the whole cycle repeated itself agn and agn until we gt so fed up we just gt up and bathed... before every1 started fighting for the toilet... den aft tt we had our breakfast - bread and nutella - den we went have a walk at pasir ris beach there and it was super cooling and windy cos the sun wasnt rly shining yet and we went to one of the stones there and sat there for donno how long and we laid there oso... frm 7 to 9.30...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407637572696001634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SwvJuLKZzGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dw9bFN3pZ4U/s320/My+pideos246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; i wanted to stay summore but hidayu didnt wan so i had to go den we went to the swimming pool and we waded at the shallow part la and since amanda they all were playing volleyball we joined them at the shallow part la ofc didnt wanted to get my pants wet in the end my pants still got wet and i got out stood at the side until it was acceptable to sit and not get my.... nvm  den went to the arcade and wth most of the games cud'nt play la so me and hidayu just went to the kiosk nearby to change 5 bucks for 50cents and she gave me 2 50 cents 2 $1 and 1 $2... ok then she started saying abt her customers always going to her to change coins then when don have then they start swearing and she kept on saying fuck...... fuck here fuck there wadver crap la... then she complain abt herboss to me ... and aft she was done i walked away den we stayed in the arcade for awhile den the sec1s didnt come so we went back to the kiosk to rent a bike den we cycled to downtown and ate at macs den we cycled to pasir ris park and it started raining heavily and we continued cycling until the end den when we turned back there were huge puddles rdy and we were playing/cycling in the rain for like 40-509 mins? anw i can proudly say i've cycled frm one end to the other!!! and bye the time we got back we were drencheed it felt like we were under the showerhead when we were cycling got wet super fast and i practically got soaked frm head to toe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so when i went back to the chalet i played sumoore in the rain:)  and the rain somehow became cold i dono why:) den went to bathe den we stayed in the room to tok until 6-7 plus cos we started barbequeing!ate hotdog satay corns sweet potato otah-otah chicken blah blah... oh walao! then the seniors gave us oreo and u know biscuit is suppose to be hard den they were like 'we made it its a new flavour'so we tasted it and it was soft ... and aft we ate EVERYTHING then the said tat it was COLGATE TOOTHPASTE shit rite!!! sick to the core!!! and i felt sick aft tt like tasted mint at my gullet and stromach.... ewwww! aft tt we hwatched the farewell vids tt the levels made.... well i didnt really watch it ... didnt bother to... den syafiqah had to leave rdy ... had to go malaysia and bcos its super eerie when u want to walk to downtown ... she wanted us to follow her so we 3 planned to go macs aft sending her but aft tt hidayu lazy to go so syafiqah took a ride frm mr chan instead... and so we went back to the room and toked and listen to music nad the rest were outside watching ome thriller/ horror movie and i didnt know cos i was in the kitchen making instant noodles for myself then sudenly while i was eating i started to see faces i didnt want to see on the screen and i quickly goobled down my food and went back to the room and tok tok tok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;time to go back was my mom's birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-4233807398149466442?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/4233807398149466442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=4233807398149466442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4233807398149466442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4233807398149466442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/11/tuesday-aaahhh-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SwvJuLKZzGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dw9bFN3pZ4U/s72-c/My+pideos246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-390275011489361680</id><published>2009-11-16T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:04:18.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hello hello hello hope you didnt get the monday blues cos I DIDNT!!!!!! haha!!! ok lame wadvr... anw had trg today-.- sian... anw trg I THINK wasnt tt tough compared to other days 60 x5 x3... second set was the worse... all 9 sec... anw aft trg all e trackers went back to sch cos of some briefing for aust. trip... went to 7-11 first before gg to sch to grab a bite:) den went for briefing and dam we had to do some survey-.- ... den i went home bathed and ate bee hoon and then we left to pick my gramma up to go to e airport... cos she gg makkah... ok so we sent her there and saw my cuz ... quite sad uh cos his parents oso gg... den he alone at home...anw aft tt abg adam and wawi followed us to popeye:) hehe and ate until their stomache were bulging!!! hah:) den my mom sent them hm then i realised eh! both ex victorians:D and 4 yrs apart haha it'll be cool to take pic soon ;) tmr gna have trg agn... sian and chalet aft tt!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-390275011489361680?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/390275011489361680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=390275011489361680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/390275011489361680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/390275011489361680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-hello-hello-hope-you-didnt-get.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-8388099359542541893</id><published>2009-11-15T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:48:59.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;yesh!!! met my cuz at lido heez... den i bought macs fries and nuggets and i sneaked the food in and they didnt catch me:) anw we went in then me and my cuz went to the toilet first... and since he's a guy he gt out of the toilet freaking fast la... and he waited for me so the movie kinda started and its quite interesting actually... i almost cried at some parts and i was practically using my jacket to almost cover my eyes.... tension... den i talked to my cuz oso abt stupid random stuff during the not so intense oart of the movie... aiya he watched it anw so i wasnt disturbing him... aft finishing my food i left the food packets under the chair and i forgot to take it out... den was supose to have supper la... but my cuz's fam don wanna cos they watched the socer match then v tired and in the end we just head back... den i slpt at 4+ and woke up at 12? jus when my madrsah ended... hahah den lazed ard abit den we left for gramma's hse and went to my cuz's room and lepak there den they wanted to watch paranormal activities and i didnt want actually cos im a chicken with horror movies scary or not... and they off the light somemore... more kick... ok so it wasnt really tt scary gt no sudden scenes or sth but i was kinda spooked... den half slpt on the bed but i didnt cos we were leaving den we ate at the nearby coffe shop and since there were 10 of us 8 of them sat tgt and me and my cuz were out of place... ''thanks for leavign some space for us'' den me and my cuz just sat at another table and i just told him... i'm dating u today must blanja me:_ and he idiot show no money... basket sey... anw he wanted to try my mee goreng and he "forced" me to feed him... wadevr den his horfun came and I forced him to feed me!!! and walao he donno how to feed make my mouth messy oni den he was like 'sorry first time la' like i believe... anw aft tt we went back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-8388099359542541893?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/8388099359542541893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=8388099359542541893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8388099359542541893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8388099359542541893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesh-met-my-cuz-at-lido-heez.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-4344130197069630903</id><published>2009-11-14T18:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:04:07.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;oookay spent like half the day slping...didnt have alot if things to do anw ... made blueberry pancakes and guess wad? aizat had the same thing and not only tt he had 4 oso... freaky much!... anw aft tt didnt do anything much was otf den my dad asked whether i wanted to watch soccer at the stadium... anything just go out can rdy.. i wanted to anw cos my cuz was there =D hhaah anw in the end tak jadi... so i suggested midnite movie and they went wit it!!! haha so i still gt to meet my cuz... cant wait!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-4344130197069630903?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/4344130197069630903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=4344130197069630903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4344130197069630903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4344130197069630903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/11/oookay-spent-like-half-day-slping.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-6561519811205474912</id><published>2009-11-13T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T16:57:49.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today had trg... and ended at 12..... cos gt discussion for chalet and i have to bring 3 packts  of potato chips!!!! k la can la can la... anw took the bus with hidayu.. since she staying at her gramma's hse now so she went back with me... but otw we went to sch check our resulst see wad subject combo we got.... but b4 i did syafiqah already checked and called to tell me..... i shd'nt hv picked up tt cal!!!! spoil e surprise... anw she told me hidayu's result oso and she gt her first choice... so she shd be happy abt it... but she didnt wanna know so i just told her she otta be sad....haha shoulda seen e look on her face... and den she started complaining abt the bus being so slooooowwww... den we walked to sch and i saw my results just checking if syafiqah gt it rite.... and i gt it!!! sm as syasya syafiqah hazirah atiqah bianca and lots more... so far so good most ppl i know:) hehe den went to bedok interchange and merayap... went to kfc to buy snackers... den took bus with hidayu and she oni had 1 stop-.- okay... anw went back was otf* and eat and use com:) but still bored la and den was suppose to watch 2012 later on!!! but my mom change her mind:((( cos of i donno wad, sux.... argh!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*otf- on the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-6561519811205474912?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/6561519811205474912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=6561519811205474912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6561519811205474912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6561519811205474912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-had-trg.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-1149953725214191269</id><published>2009-11-12T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:44:04.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! 2012 comes out today and i want to watch!!! my mom don allow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! see la all my frens watch and i'll be the only 1 and she say next week i can watch... ok watch with WHO? next week so busy oso .... and cant watch with adli cos my gramma's gg makkah on mon.... grrr i'll be stuck at home leading a really boring life....;((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-1149953725214191269?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/1149953725214191269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=1149953725214191269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1149953725214191269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1149953725214191269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/11/noooooooooo-2012-comes-out-today-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-3060971305601534548</id><published>2009-11-11T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:41:48.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sian had trg today and my ankle was practically killing me... cos of ytd's soccer game... now don get it wrong my anklw aint tt weak... it was alrdy injured but i wanted to play soccer tts why i didnt say anything:)) anw i told the coach then she made me do heavy excercises.... aft trg end everything went to changi general hosp. for check-up.... nah it was just a follow up check up frm last yr... i didnt know i  still had check-up.... aft tt went to east pt. for lunch and banquet... and the rest of they day i went home bathed and use the com:))) hehehs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-3060971305601534548?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/3060971305601534548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=3060971305601534548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3060971305601534548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3060971305601534548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/11/sian-had-trg-today-and-my-ankle-was.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-4529143006126153052</id><published>2009-11-10T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:37:24.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha!!!!!! so fun today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;woke up at 8.04... i didnt hear my alarm which was at 8.... ok so i woke up and brushed my teeth and ate bread.... and used the com for fb den like at abt 8.50 i bathed and changed wanted to leave at 10 and meet hidayu at 10 BUT she wasnt it rdy haven bathe or eat breakfast yet so i sat in front of the fan until 10.30 den i left reached there and hidayu and syafiqah already collected the cake... den we walked ard to find dry ice to keep the cake cool but apparently none of the shops there had dry ice to spare...so i called syahrul cos it was kinda 11 alrdy and i wanted to tell him we were otw there but instead he picked up and said 'hi ya we walking there alrdy' and i wanted to say 'no wait we also otw there' but i just said no wait and he was like 'wad?' and i said nvm and he was like 'retard la! hah ok nvm' ... haha so we went to the mrt and i changed my shoes to slippers cos uh cos liddat la hehe:) den took the mrt to kembangan and just as i tapped my ezlink aizat msg-ed me ' i brought harvey' haha! ok cool i when i turned i saw e three of them and another of their retard fren, bharat loL!! and zakir was like 'ya! looks like she likes you already...' ok and so very expected syasya was LATE agn had to wait for donno how long until she cud come and guess wad... her pants was looose... anw we took the taxi there and guys 1 taxi girls 1 taxi and the guys followed behind... den we chatted with the taxi driver until the bend and the guys overtook us... haha ok so stopped at macs there and the fare was less than 6 but wadever i gave the taxi driver six bucks and asked him to keep the change...so we walked to the beach and the on in front of macs was close!!!! are u serious??? so we were deciding whether to go left or right so in the end just went right... until we saw a shelter... and we settled down everything and then the 4 of us went to the forest opp tand changed our pants to shorts heehs... don worry no pervert den we went to play soccer!! haha 2 guy and 2 girls in a team and the losing team had to buy the winning team drinks and had to walk dam far la... anw at first was totally a noob cos srly lost my touch den was ok...aft tt we were all super hot and tired so we played in the water!!!! haha finally and it was quite windy tt dayand aft we gt out of the water... it was so freaking cold!!kay so we ate the food tt the guys 'prepared' and it was nice.... nasi goreng...mmmm... den we had the cake rdy for zakir and becos it was so windy we codnt light up the candles.. so he pretended tt there was fire... and aft a cut a slice for him we all took some of the cake and put it on his face....haha!!!! sorry dude;p den we arm wrestled and er they made me wrestle with syahrul haha i didnt want at first but then since he was rdy i did lor... and he's super strong i bet he was using very little strength la and i was there using all my strength and he was controlling the game la... continued until donno how long... then we played cheat and stress:))) den we played frisbee but too bad didnt build sancastle or bury syahrul in the sand(he volunteered) oh den we played in the water agn!!!!! haha den played ice and water oso hehe den since the other girls were gg bak i didnt wanna be the oni girl there so i followed syafiqah to the toilet near macs there and washed up... the syahrul text me i changed my mind and went back with him instead since he lives near me... haha den we were walking and there was a bus stop tt doesnt seem to have any bus stopping at it... so we went to the other bus stop....tt day was so dam fun:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-4529143006126153052?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/4529143006126153052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=4529143006126153052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4529143006126153052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4529143006126153052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/11/haha-so-fun-today-woke-up-at-8.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-7192645996321289676</id><published>2009-11-09T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T21:56:26.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY  BIRTHDAY ZAKIR!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;haha had trg today then cos we had'nt prepared anything food or stuff for zakir so me and hidayu planned to look for cake at bedok inter then we ajaked syasya along oso cos aft tt they went to my hse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;anw we merayap ard while looking for bengawan solo jus to see see the cakes and we realized it wasnt halal.... got alcohol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so we walk ard summore and syasya was alrdy making noise... but we din care until we saw this super nice choco cake and we got attracted to it and we asked for the price and asked if could collect it tmr but den the salesperson.... cud speak little eng and i had a hard time understand wad she was saying.... den she called some person just to ask if we cud collect it at 10... ok so we cud and den she ask me to write my name 'here' ok i took the receipt and looked at it blankly... 'where?' den she pointed to e place where it says 'happy birthday to:'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ok... and i was thinking ' was she thinking i was buying a birthday cake for myself???' i aint so pathetic lady...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;anw so i wrote zakir's name den she capitalised it.... must be becos she wanted to recognise her own handwriting.... den we went to KFC sit down for awhile den my mom called to ask whether i wanted pizza with pepperoni and bbq chicken... cos she ordering... ok so they came over and bathed at my hse... and ate and initially saved a chicken wing for adlyn BUT yes but hidayu tot the box was empty and threw it away ... den toked to aizat otf abt the 'birthday party' thing for awhile and when i was done hidayu and syasya was watching my sis play 'the impossible quiz' at addictinggames.com ... it WAS addicting aft eons of tries dey finally finished the quiz... tell u its super random!!!! den played uno... 4 ppl stress(game) and cheat!!! and i cheated all the way!!! haha!!! den played &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cluedo&lt;/span&gt; and syasya was totally &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;clueless&lt;/span&gt;!!! wadever then they both had to go hm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-7192645996321289676?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/7192645996321289676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=7192645996321289676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7192645996321289676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7192645996321289676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-zakir-haha-had-trg-today.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-3402832997225340360</id><published>2009-10-16T12:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:51:34.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;FINAALYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! exams are over so now can&lt;br /&gt;relax&lt;br /&gt;sit down&lt;br /&gt;facebook&lt;br /&gt;and blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious i haven post in a loooooong while so jgn marah eh?&lt;br /&gt;btw wanted to thank those VS boys... lol my frens la&lt;br /&gt;syahrul aizat and zakir for? accompanying me and my frens to study!!!&lt;br /&gt;fun bunch those ppl and random!!! srly&lt;br /&gt;kk dono wad to do now so i'm gonna ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-3402832997225340360?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/3402832997225340360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=3402832997225340360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3402832997225340360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3402832997225340360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/10/finaalyyyyyy-exams-are-over-so-now-can.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-3790954537364164233</id><published>2009-10-15T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:52:01.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;btw btw btw today went 'studying' tmr malay anw dono wad to study... stayed back in sch for dono how long den met up with aizat and syahrul went to long john's to eat and when every1 finished i was still eating... hah so they had to wait until i finish eating la!!!! anw then aft tt went to national library and looked for a sofa and sat on tt one den looked for books to read.... then aft reading went to jln jln before walking at iluma... quite spacious actually that place.. den went back tok tok la den took same bus back with syahrul... haha! today cannot block me!!! :P btw had fun toking to u on sms ... and! must go out often k! ok when i can la... / when i want :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-3790954537364164233?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/3790954537364164233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=3790954537364164233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3790954537364164233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3790954537364164233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/10/btw-btw-btw-today-went-studying-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-7187357262798039311</id><published>2009-08-22T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:27:46.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hey everyone !!!!!SELAMAT BERPUASA DI BULAN RAMADAN !!!! i initially wanted to use aother user to blog but donno wad the toot happened so now its ok&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/7614151695976143783-7187357262798039311?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/7187357262798039311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=7187357262798039311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7187357262798039311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7187357262798039311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-everyone-selamat-berpuasa-di-bulan.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-7729893633874835015</id><published>2009-07-28T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:32:40.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;totally havent posted for a  very very very very long loong loooooooooooooooooooong time.... gosh ... test coming up like wth! anw gt new eng teacher... shes so fun!!! and got extra module oso frm her "art of womenhood" then she'll tell us abt her love life.... and its dam interesting... and i'll find myself laughing at myself half the time.... lol anw tmr gt trg and my sis coming for my sch trail... lol ... if she gets in i'll have to seee her 24/7....... how am i gonna live with that..... not so la....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-7729893633874835015?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/7729893633874835015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=7729893633874835015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7729893633874835015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7729893633874835015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/07/totally-havent-posted-for-very-very.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-2426896574619647774</id><published>2009-05-24T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T12:32:21.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ok today woke upp like dam early la... when i was slping i heard my moms bvoice like scolding some1 liddat adnd i thot it was a dream but in the end she was scolding my sis ... haha woke up ard 6 and bathed then went to marina cos my sis had this kids riun thingy .... den after tt went to the carnival... and den went back.... ahah&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/7614151695976143783-2426896574619647774?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/2426896574619647774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=2426896574619647774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/2426896574619647774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/2426896574619647774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-today-woke-upp-like-dam-early-la.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-6393822851709093225</id><published>2009-05-23T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:58:47.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;omg! itw as s cool ytd we had this sch x-country .... and fun run ... den the competetive 1 we came in 1st!!!! yea 2s rocks! hah den after that took pictures asnd stuff .... den we all went out for class outing&lt;br /&gt;first we went to tampines mall eat eat den went to wtach night in the museum 2 so dam funny!!! haha nice oso u shd watch it... den we went jln jln ... at tampines 1 .. went to topshop adn we tried on clothes that we don where out... haha! so cool! ya den went back to watch american idol! i LOVE KRIS ALLEN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&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/7614151695976143783-6393822851709093225?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/6393822851709093225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=6393822851709093225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6393822851709093225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6393822851709093225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-itw-as-s-cool-ytd-we-had-this-sch-x.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-1479389413426159867</id><published>2009-05-21T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:58:40.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;right i have nth more to say except KRIS WON ! KRIS WON!!!!!!11 OMG  i love him! haha ! so glad he won .... sorry adam ... haha so cool !!!! and he was like 'are you serious? are u freaking serious?!' haha ..... love him man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-1479389413426159867?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/1479389413426159867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=1479389413426159867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1479389413426159867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1479389413426159867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/05/right-i-have-nth-more-to-say-except.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-7807127828061555358</id><published>2009-05-08T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:53:22.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;haiya chinese test no hope la .. failed by half mark... shit man and what is this! geo pass by 1 mark.... what's with the ones? k wadever and maths and science coming next week on the same day! one after another!!!!!! crap ... havent even started revising... cannot tok over the phone oso... cannnot de-stress sai... cannot call adli and syaysya ... dam... i NEED to tok...  and what the heck! why is allison out ! this is not fair ! so not fai r she sing very nice .. den sommore one more step too being the hometown heroe... so sad...&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/7614151695976143783-7807127828061555358?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/7807127828061555358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=7807127828061555358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7807127828061555358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7807127828061555358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/05/haiya-chinese-test-no-hope-la.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-3938072639847240422</id><published>2009-04-26T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T16:25:00.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;lol.... so bz nowadays ... just finished com and guess wad we got 2nd!!!! for relays :) haha yay!!!!&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/7614151695976143783-3938072639847240422?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/3938072639847240422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=3938072639847240422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3938072639847240422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3938072639847240422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/04/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-6548401669660911216</id><published>2009-04-14T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T16:34:53.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;for those people hu don know the difference between acting and real life let me make this clear&lt;br /&gt;i like edward ... ya sure ... but i DON like ROBERT ... get it? edward is edward and robert is robert ..... so please get tt info thru ur thick heads... argh!&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/7614151695976143783-6548401669660911216?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/6548401669660911216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=6548401669660911216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6548401669660911216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6548401669660911216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-those-people-hu-don-know-difference.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-104519501262522677</id><published>2009-04-01T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:52:14.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;LJ~ learning journey&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;first day went to school at abt 7 .... so fucking early!!!! den waited and waited until the bus came... went to immigration and the queue ws soooooo long and totally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;freaking long la!!!! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;so was on e bus and the journey was dam long.... went to yong peng hadbreakfast there... bought cup noodles!! for the hotel... and den sit inside read book do nothing tok .. play wasted my time trying to find available radio station.... sticking my legs everywhere(pity the ppl in front)... until we reach where? oh a restaurant for lunch ate seafood... ok la .. quite nice .. den went again... stopped at waterfall.... look look take pictures... and jln-jln&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; den went back to e bus.. den went by orang asli place and the kids there are SO CUTE! and then showed us how they hunt and stuff... dendrove to another restaurant and ate the it was SOOOO cold and fresh sia e air... dam cooling.... den went to our hotel ... heritage hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;... and our room (me hidayu and maureen)&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; so so fucking inside !!! and so close to the jungle!!!!! wad the fuck!!!!lucky we first day very sleepy ... go to our room bathe den lepak!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den second day donno woke up at wad tym we had breakfast at hotel... and i forgot to bring sth and had to go up and take my stuff.... i had going ther man.... scary... den while waiting for the bus took lots of pics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SdNuHZLoRXI/AAAAAAAAADc/nZraRTkoj7k/s1600-h/P1040353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SdNuHZLoRXI/AAAAAAAAADc/nZraRTkoj7k/s320/P1040353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319716658152490354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;some but i posted 1... lazy la... k den after tt went to bee farm nth la ... dne went to rose farm!!! yay!!! roses love them!!! den went to vege farm den strawberry arm bought stuff ... and then at night went night market... and the most pathetic thing was ... along rows and rows of shops ... only 1 was open........ den went back bathed and OMG i forgot to say when we came back our toilet as like floodING and we were so frantic flooded until the carpet was wet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! den had the room service twice . the housekepping thrice . the receptionist thwice. and they still havent come ... and den call the duty manager and den they came ...idiots... den we changed to a bigger! but scarrier oom..... anw went to ainsley they all the rm and played taiti ... and chatted so much random stuff abt clss life hu we like hu we don .. hah !!!! open convo... k den tok tok tk until 3+ coa cannot tahan and we all 12 girls slept in that one rm ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den the next day we were suppose to wake up at 5.45 and meet at the lobby at 7 so we thought of sleeping for 5 mins den we sp la and den we heard knockings on our door and maureen was like walkingso slowly to the door and hidayu heard and she quicklky ran to the door open and (yi ling megan and yan jing)  wre like eh! why u guys havent come down yet? wafd happen? and they look at the clock and it wwas 7:16!!!!  i was still slping den they woke me up... took me a while for the msg to get in my head ... and when i knew wad happen... WHAT THE HELL!!!!!! i p quickly took alll my stuff dump it in my bag den we ran down... den we quickly gave our keys took our breakfast and went into the bus and every1 was looking st us ... cool... den anw went don cameron and my ears felt like bursting!!! went to tsps and i bathed there ... clean ok... and den bought dunkin doughtnuts.. and ate my breakfast in the bus....  den went to the yoyo shop not yoyo yoyo bot the shop name and i bought lots of food!!!! lots ... den went back lor went immgration another long queue... den sing sing n the bus talk talk wathed yes man and hsm3 (got tv) and sang along..... den went back to sch waited fr my parents and my fun almost ended there...&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/7614151695976143783-104519501262522677?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-5575511265467294110</id><published>2009-02-08T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:29:14.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tmr have to present some poem we created for our lit...... and i've got the perfect one.... they didnt sy hv to be realistic wad..... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i'll write my poem tmr&lt;br /&gt; or maybe not&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/7614151695976143783-5575511265467294110?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/5575511265467294110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-5656814529938450863</id><published>2009-01-31T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T20:11:39.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;just came back frm bedok inter.... went macs saw symone, li jia, habibah , firdaus, shankar, jonathan , afiq, sean, linus den saw anjali along the way to macs...... haha tok alot le............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bd fr those who coulnd tok to me cos i tok too much with the ppl near me.....:P&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/7614151695976143783-5656814529938450863?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-7198094764501007054</id><published>2009-01-27T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T13:20:04.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;yes YES YES!!! i can finaly put my tagboard up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! haha anw yesterday i went visiting and collected $$$$$$$$$ haha and eat yu sheng somemore....... den went my aunts hse watch ip man ..... i didnt know it was interesting until i watched it..... -_-  :)&lt;br /&gt; the day before went to my gramma's hse and watch tv ..... and watch my cuz play maple.... gto nth to do la...... today i'm just lazying ard and watching passenger...... hehe..... ok wadever.... and i ate yus heng again.... pls don be mistaken..... i don love yu sheng i just eat it cos i hv to eat it... i post the pics some other time la....&lt;br /&gt;now i'm gonna watch passenger properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag ok!!!! &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/7614151695976143783-7198094764501007054?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/7198094764501007054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=7198094764501007054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7198094764501007054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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being alone in class..... den went to Dr. bibi's room again.... wit syasya..... she wes deree oredy..... den she sembayang..... the guitar wes still there after she finish praying i attempted to manually tune it.... can la but it toook so long..... den i just play it lor...... den asked my parents for permission if could go syasya's hse..... went there and do nth use the hopelessly slow com..... haha den went back..... ate out cos parents &lt;em&gt;anniversary &lt;/em&gt;den go bossini shop for chinese nw yr clothes...... gt nt enuf tym cos they closing so we going to TM tmr to buy.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-6713705986758600466?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/6713705986758600466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-1765113702579940023</id><published>2009-01-22T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:55:31.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i just found out tt dr bibi gt a guitar in her room!!! so i played it lor.... and HELLO i nv play bad music ok....... haha learnt some stuff on internet so i just played some songs .... just beginner la.... den gt trg shiok sia ... finish so early....&lt;/span&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/7614151695976143783-1765113702579940023?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-4891531973021317127</id><published>2009-01-18T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:55:01.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today wad happen? oh ya SYASYA CAME TO MY MADRASAH IN MY CLASS....... haha ok weird tho.... she came after recess so ok la..... so quiet! i cant believe it...... then 'secretly' introduce her to some of my friends tt ii told her abt.... den adli came after sch .... and it was crowded so i just intro.... but too crowded..... den i went out den her mom offered my a ride home but i told her my mom fetching me so they went first...... then waited for my parents for sooooo long cos they collect my phone...(it was under repair) den after a full 1/2 hr they finally came.... den we ate there .... then where we go? oh ya! we went swimming ..... and ate &lt;em&gt;terribly &lt;/em&gt;nice food.... haha i was wearing my skirt...... :P haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-4891531973021317127?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/4891531973021317127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=4891531973021317127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4891531973021317127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4891531973021317127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-wad-happen-oh-ya-syasya-came-to.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-7239386222587321386</id><published>2009-01-16T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T18:31:24.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;had jogging today iii was lLATE for jogging and nv take attendance so.... i just run behind wit syasya ...and guess wad ... our class nv cheer at all.... cos oni gt 6 ppl running and the rest? run with our cca group..... and other classes? run with their own class.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-3052939947067073260</id><published>2009-01-13T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T16:08:15.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;today me and my fren keep on talking crap la during eng class in front of teacher dden teacher oso don care ..... we were sitting right in front of teachers desk la.... anw because of the really really great o levels results ytd...... our sch got half day ....... haha so now i in my frens hse......... going back soon at abt 4.45...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-8345004107706632216</id><published>2009-01-09T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:51:17.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;finally this week of school over .... so long sia this week .... and  made a note not to trust my sisters ever again......&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/7614151695976143783-8345004107706632216?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/8345004107706632216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=8345004107706632216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8345004107706632216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8345004107706632216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-this-week-of-school-over.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-2018320363673265720</id><published>2009-01-08T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:23:19.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;my sisters jus made me pissed off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;like really really pissed off.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;walao.... i locked myself in the room .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-2018320363673265720?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-4182345085719508104</id><published>2009-01-07T00:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:21:39.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to those having their bithrdays today!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;firstly i wan to say happy birthday to MYSELF!!!! hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;2) happy birthday to ABANG HELMI... :)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) to Ying chao! happy b'day classmate XD&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) to LEWIS HAMLITON!!! happy 24th birthday???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5) to Minfong ho&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to us&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to us&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to us....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;happy birthday to us....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-8398088718220369423</id><published>2009-01-06T20:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:46:04.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tooooday i felt so sleepy donno why..... ytd oso den lz to trn..... my history teacher ..... OK la .. just didnt know where my hw was ... gt into trble....  nvm .... wadever ... tmr have to pass up .... and WTH tmr i gt trg.... lazy sia................... i cant accept the fact tt i'm a SENIOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;argh!!!!!!!!!!!! ...... not fun sia..... wait can go disturb the sec1's :D.....&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/7614151695976143783-8398088718220369423?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/8398088718220369423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=8398088718220369423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8398088718220369423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8398088718220369423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/01/tooooday-i-felt-so-sleepy-donno-why.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-7308245248682372468</id><published>2009-01-05T12:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:40:54.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ok today is 5th jan.... i so wan to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MATIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha sorry no present .... ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u wan bikini? i can get for you&lt;br /&gt;jkjk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but serious u wan?&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wadever.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xPEACEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7614151695976143783-7308245248682372468?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/7308245248682372468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=7308245248682372468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7308245248682372468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7308245248682372468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/01/ok-today-is-5th-jan.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-6030576233112712856</id><published>2009-01-03T14:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:36:37.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;today i lazed ard .... ok tmr start of madrasah.... and so sad adli won be in same session zs me he's class is today .....gggrrrrr..... ok wadeva.....  ok cant wait .....&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/7614151695976143783-6030576233112712856?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/6030576233112712856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=6030576233112712856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6030576233112712856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6030576233112712856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-i-lazed-ard.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-6170493945088621952</id><published>2009-01-02T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:33:43.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;first day of school? uh it was OK ....... i'm doomed .... haha i forgot where i put my hw .... haha and the sitting arrangement is totally bizzare.....k la but still got frens and the teacher oso quite fun ..... alll my teachers change except for sci pe and mt.... thats was i've known so far&lt;br /&gt;my form teacher oso change ..... now is mr Ang.... haha kinda weird to say the name cos my p6 teacher oso same nm...... haha&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/7614151695976143783-6170493945088621952?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/6170493945088621952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=6170493945088621952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6170493945088621952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/6170493945088621952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-of-school-uh-it-was-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-4469634290711859351</id><published>2008-12-31T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:23:30.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i just got a new phone for my early b'day present!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;OMG!OMG!OMG! THANKS TO MY PARENTS!!!!!! so cool!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sorry..... anw HAPPY NEW YEEEAAAARRRR EVERYONE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-4469634290711859351?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/4469634290711859351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=4469634290711859351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4469634290711859351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4469634290711859351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/12/aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-i.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-8494541579391108287</id><published>2008-12-22T23:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:30:47.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;today had trg sia so fun!!!!!!!!!! it was at east coast beach so it wasnt really tt tiring.... we took a lot and alot of pics oso...... haha ... first we rented bcycle and did r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;elay ... very far and very tiring.... hahah but it was fun then we rest for awhile den we were suppose to cycle 10k... den halfway i lost them cos i donno wheer they go ended up they go to beach then nv call me........so i patah balek and go ride to the other side until the ppl wakeboarding there i very long havent wakeboard:( den i go back and returned the bike&lt;br /&gt;den had lunch and our break was 2hrs.... so ate at macs..... yay! den the rest of the time my frens go and disturb zafrul... walao... and i was roller-blading and the phone wasnt with me.... and when i came back they teased me..... and gave me HELL.....haha den had water games..... and gift exchange ... and the whole thing ended at 3.... so me syafiqah hidayu go play at the beach and swim.......... and we stood at hip lvl then neck lvl.....woah.... ..... we play la...... soak ourselves.... den after tt we played volleyball .... haha den took many pics.... and not all are with me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-yEbMYNJI/AAAAAAAAADE/OeYxuUTmOJo/s1600-h/DSC01961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-yEbMYNJI/AAAAAAAAADE/OeYxuUTmOJo/s320/DSC01961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282636677017777298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-yjsibfpI/AAAAAAAAADU/I3HvzqEuD8I/s1600-h/DSC01962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; 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rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/8494541579391108287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=8494541579391108287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8494541579391108287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8494541579391108287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-had-trg-sia-so-fun-it-was-at-east.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-yEbMYNJI/AAAAAAAAADE/OeYxuUTmOJo/s72-c/DSC01961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-6480482739311878525</id><published>2008-12-21T13:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:07:09.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;WOOHHOO!!!! today went for the match at national stadium sia ..... and it was almost full.... haha i came the place oready crowded... den waited for my cuz..... zzzzzz when they come almost gt no space but we did make space.... den my cuz asked me to sit with him at another bench just rite infront of us with his cuz...so i went la... den he brought nasi lemak.... so i ate some.... cos he asked so i don refuse lor.... hahah den after awhile the match started and the atmosphere.... power.... den gt a lot of kallang waves oso&lt;br /&gt;skip skip skip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;den halftime my mom went to buy some drinks and food and den he told us some guy jus tok the drink along the way up and she took it back frm him.... haha loser! den gt alot of ppl oso go up and smoke sia.... shit...den the match started again.... den suddenly in the middle when viet scored .... this guy near me stood up and said'FUCK YOU LA U MOTHER FUCKING CHEEBAI!' ..... attention seeker ahah .... jkjk .... walao i see the sgp play gt al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ot of chance lei..... after tt we tok pic only managed to take ....1 haha pathetic rite....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-sG50tlDI/AAAAAAAAABE/N3Vnz4McGFQ/s1600-h/Image0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-sG50tlDI/AAAAAAAAABE/N3Vnz4McGFQ/s320/Image0154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282630122529985586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;haha my cuz took my sis cap.....&lt;br /&gt;den after tt we go down and a sea of red pppl sia...... like rough river liddat.... haha den my cuz went bak first and we went to leisure park there ... den go hm... den my fren tell me gt riot at the stad sia..... den some more ask why i nv join.... hah ... sgp burn viet flag.... untl police come..... haHA padan muke&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/7614151695976143783-6480482739311878525?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-sG50tlDI/AAAAAAAAABE/N3Vnz4McGFQ/s72-c/Image0154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-9169408089158898819</id><published>2008-12-20T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:50:02.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok ok .... to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;day went to my cuz'x dinner for christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mas .... haha the food was .... nice and the place osos nice la and the bread for appetizer.... delicious i kept asking for more.... haha...gt 5-course dinner but i took the kids mealcos the adult one got stuff i don eat.... k so in the end the last last last course is COFFEE OR TEA? haha my cuz's cuz took tea but she didnt wan so she gave to me... den gt mini gingerbreadman so cute!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-nWhajDrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ydl6qzX1vGM/s1600-h/Image0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-nWhajDrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ydl6qzX1vGM/s320/Image0132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282624893297561266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! don eat me!!!!!!HEEEEELLLLLLPPPPPP!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k rite after that we went out to walk abt but we tok pics first la.... my cuz was appointed as manager only for this dinner so he was in a rush....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-oI3b8QWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ldXCdfVpwgE/s1600-h/Image0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-oI3b8QWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ldXCdfVpwgE/s320/Image0135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282625758202446178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                              chef run i oso wan to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-oJMxhsOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xu4uBWQUqog/s1600-h/Image0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-oJMxhsOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xu4uBWQUqog/s320/Image0137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282625763930124514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;grp pic!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-oJMxiDpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oK-uLOtgngg/s1600-h/Image0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-oJMxiDpI/AAAAAAAAAA0/oK-uLOtgngg/s320/Image0138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282625763930148498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-oIQp00EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tpvLaXLelDI/s1600-h/Image0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-oIQp00EI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tpvLaXLelDI/s320/Image0133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282625747791695938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-oI1Y0cBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K9Xu6t3IdVw/s1600-h/Image0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dKSK9Hk-O14/SU-oI1Y0cBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K9Xu6t3IdVw/s320/Image0134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282625757652480018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;den after tt we walked ard the area den went back so sad......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-9169408089158898819?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;had trg today and it was so TIRING.... did long run ... den run on the slopes.... k anw after tat took bus 157 to toa payoh intr... waited fr my mom dere den actually wante dto go fork&amp;amp;spoon to eat but in the end went to eastpoint and eat ... den waste tym until 2 den went to CGH...for my leg.... hahah ... sad it's gonna be my last trip to simei.... ok i mean my last trip frequently to simei.....&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/7614151695976143783-1670930972837841117?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/1670930972837841117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-4513348470736735832</id><published>2008-12-08T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:38:35.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;k so today woke up at 9.... so early..... had to get ready for hari raya haji.....den my relatives came... at 12+++  den eat, tok, eat, tok, eat, play, eat, sleep ,eat, watch tv, eat, laze ard. eat, laze ard . laze ard , laze ard..... haha had fun tho..... den use com... yay! today he coming back... haha:):):):):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya and i just realise a few things abt me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i like my fingernails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)i love teddy bears (they make me happy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)i love stuffed toys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)i love going out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)i like to draw stuff on the sand at beaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ;)&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/7614151695976143783-4513348470736735832?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/4513348470736735832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=4513348470736735832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4513348470736735832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4513348470736735832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-1581882024020772177</id><published>2008-12-05T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:02:54.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;haha....... wth! why cannot treat him as bro isit? like almost real bro !!!!shit! ok ok trying to cut down on tt wurd....... f..fffff... ok nvm .. becos of sum1 i won do it....&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/7614151695976143783-1581882024020772177?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-4209377072194540250</id><published>2008-12-04T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:29:44.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ok today woke up and was dam tired... ok not so la... at abt 12 liddat i got ready and went out ... was suppose to go out at 12 but instead went out at abt 12.10... ok anw i met klarissa at gv and bought tickets for the four of us... was suppose to meet adli , zafrul and klarissa at sweetalk but in the end adli and zaf said they wub cum late so we bought tickets for them first&lt;br /&gt;k den adli came and we went to arcade jus to tok but we did play a game.. den zaf came... and we were at long johns eating and he sat beside me ... thnks to adli... den went to popular and look ard oni.. den went to watch bolt ... and in between suddenly gt 'ehem!' cos so quiet and DONO hu did tat :) haha den after tat went to popular and adli and klarissa bought their stuff then adli had to go bak and meet his relatives... den i went to klarissa's hse...den we waited for zaf at our stop cos he wasnt sure whether to come or nt ... so went to klarissa's hse... and in her rm and did nth at first ... den SOMEBODY suggested to use the com... haha den auntie lina brought in some snacks for us... den halfway while watching videos on youtube i slept... den zaf and aunty lina were trying to wake me up os my mom on the way to send me and zaf hm...den i was awake oready and i borred zaf's jacket cos i was cold.... and i was wearing a jacket oso btw..den my mom came and sent zaf bak first... and den went home and wasnt able to slp cos sis quarreling ... den i became wide awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHEM!:)&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/7614151695976143783-4209377072194540250?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/4209377072194540250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=4209377072194540250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4209377072194540250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/4209377072194540250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok-today-woke-up-and-was-dam-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-7022429144985696513</id><published>2008-12-03T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T19:57:41.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok today woke up early cos my sis gt tuition... ok wadever anw i was sending adli's parents off to airport.... the whole thing so sad... every1 so emo... make me wan to emo oso...anw zaf zame early ... so he as stuck with me and my hyper-active sisters.... ok den after we send them adli went back and we ate at macs... yay! i love macs! ok so we were eating den i finsh my food oready and i gt bored so i shot crushed ice at adlyn and then it bounced and hit nadia! haha and we were all laughing!ok den after tat we all walk down den my mom went to collette and my sis were trying on the shoes... so we walked ard t3... and den my sis tagged along ... KPO la... haha ya den  she saw a trolley and den zaf pushed it and i was jus walking ... haha den after tat went bak to collette cos my mom asked my sis to go there den my grandma dragged me to a shop sth like minibits and she was looking at the earrings... and i was jus standing at one corner and telling her the price cos she cannot see... haha den my mom and my grandma went to fairprice and the four of us jus do our own thing... haha... den had to go home and my sisters quickly went to sit behide so we had to sit infront... and they named us homecoming king and queen... haha den sent my grandma home... sad sia&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/7614151695976143783-7022429144985696513?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-5010830962815359716</id><published>2008-12-01T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:16:22.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;trg so tiring today ok not so... but still... anw we did weights trg and den went for fast long run... den came back tidied my stuff and den used com... anw i want to make some shoutouts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;syasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a safe trip to malaysia!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna miss you..&lt;br /&gt;better don migrate dere!!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;adli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurry up call me...&lt;br /&gt;i wish ur parent have a safe trip to Mekkah!!!&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can send them off but i gt trg so sad... :'(&lt;br /&gt;cant tell you stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;khaliesah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i really want to go but i'm packed&lt;br /&gt;thanks to me i cant go... sorry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;zafrul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for keeping me company!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and toking to me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;matin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;continue being irritating....:) haha...  cheeeyyyy nnoo laa...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hidayu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;thanks for giving me the pic of us...!&lt;br /&gt;at chalet...:)&lt;br /&gt;and thanks for making me go on tat bus... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;987&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i want to be a dj of your radio station!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;low kay hwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i want your books!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7614151695976143783-5010830962815359716?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/5010830962815359716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=5010830962815359716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/5010830962815359716'/><link 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games... den prize presentation for the games den had recess and we had free cup noodles and drink!!! woohoo!!! ok den we had prize presentation for academic.... and my sis gt it!!! yay!!! den after tat went for jemputan at blk 3.... lucky ... very lucky.... den was walking ard with my cuz... ahah looking for good food:):):)haha den come back use come chatchatchat..&lt;/span&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/7614151695976143783-1152319519397003971?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/1152319519397003971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=1152319519397003971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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kinda ok nw... :) hehe&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/7614151695976143783-711767410033800462?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/711767410033800462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=711767410033800462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/711767410033800462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/711767410033800462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-made-up-and-den-we-fought-again-and.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-587038468560479762</id><published>2008-11-25T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:37:59.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;it's funny how easy ppl take notice of the things they dont like and hard to take notice of the things tat is right it front of them, how their heart changes every minute , how they are unsure of their own feelings and how complicated life can get...somehow there is always a way for misunderstandings and assumptions tat can only lead to a worse relationship... &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/7614151695976143783-587038468560479762?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/587038468560479762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=587038468560479762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/587038468560479762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/587038468560479762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-funny-how-easy-ppl-take-notice-of.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-528382285319120120</id><published>2008-11-20T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:32:09.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;third day of trackey chalet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;woke up at 7 again... and den saw syasya still sleeping and did not attempt to wake her up because she looked so sound asleep and she deserves to sleep anw... so i quickly bathed again cos no1 in the toilet...den shw woke up and i was on the sofa... looking at my phone blankly... den we watched some scary show.... and it was scary but i had to leave at 9.30 cos it was my mom's b'day and i wanted to be home early... the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7614151695976143783-528382285319120120?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/528382285319120120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=528382285319120120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/528382285319120120'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i slept at 6am and woke up at 7??? ya and oni some ppl were up....and i checked the toilet and no1 was using it so i quickly grabbed my stuff and went to bathe ... den woke syasya up ... tough man ... i was pulling her sleeping bag... den she woke up ... we didnt have plans until 11.. thats is to cook lunch .. sec 1's turn to cook ....so me and hidayu were planning to cycle along the beach but we didnt know how much the rent is... so we went to the gym to find out ... and the guy there was so funny he was toking to us in malay...ok them we had to get the bungalow pass den we asked the others whether they wantee to cycle with us ... so me hidayu syafiqah wee ming sarah amanda and stephanie went.... stephanie had her roller blades den we cycled all the way to the jetty ... den cycled back... den we cooked maggi noodles.... yum!den watched friends at the same tym... den we had some games at the beach... we played tug-of-war... had rope burns... and others and when came back to chalet played treasure hunt and my grp kept on borrowing stuff frm blk 34 and i had a feeling that they sort of didnt like us there ... came back me and syasya went to swmming pool toilet and bathe... when we cam out it was raining heavily and by the tym i reached the chalet i was soaking wet...den watched tv and sec4's arrived yay! and den some were trying to start fire for bbq... den we watched the sec 1,2,3 videos dedicated to the sec4's it was so funny and den after tat the sec4's were making a speech and suddenly i was crying totally uncontrollably... den they gave me a present and i cried again... and hidayu was like ' wah first time i see you cry ah' when i stopped crying la...and the teachers gave us ben and jerry's ice cream..den there was another night walk but i lazy to go so instead sat at one corner talking to grace , my senior, and with syasya while the rest watched shutter... there were so many shocking part and the volume was so high so when there is a shoking part we all oso scream... den when the show finsh which was abt 1? ya den dey wanted to watch wall.e but i was too tired so i slept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7614151695976143783-2951791537434694937?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/2951791537434694937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=2951791537434694937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/2951791537434694937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/2951791537434694937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/11/second-day-of-trackey-chalet-ok-i-slept.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-5740757141226000178</id><published>2008-11-18T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:07:43.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;first day of trackey chalet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i got my stuff ready and put it in the car ... den went to buy ice-cream at cold storage cos was suppose to bring them... bought choco an vanilla ice-cream ... den went to safra and our bungalow was no 36.... ok la .. i could'nt find it cos so inside... and hidden.... k it was nice la d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;en i just chucked my stuff at 1 corner.... den we watched let it shine on channel 8 .. until the rest arrived ... sme want go bowling others wanted go swimming so they did and me and hidayu didnt want to go swimming cos other sec1's going swimming and we didnt want to go bowling either.... den the rest were like practically asking us to go la... and syasya was like' i know ur enjoying it'... haha in the end i did swim ... until 8.30 den in between this stupid lifegaurd keep on asking us to keep quiet ... he was obviosly picking on us la... den he asked us which sch we were frm and every1 kept quiet... den i said ' it's a secret' den he didnt ask... whew! close one or else we would b in deep touble... den bathed at the toilet there it was quite nice ... den when we went back... we were doing our own stuff den i was toking to adli over the fone... and de rest watching tv....den at 12 midnite, we had nite walk ... we had to blondfold ourselves and the sec 3's guided us... all the way until the beach den we were standing in a circle and in the middle was u huge tre.... k then the line was broken and i was the only 1 and den sum1 grabbed my hand and guidede me sumwhere... ended up walking back to the chalet... and i was the first one to reach the chalet... den i went to eat ice-cream and waited for the rest to cum bk... den i went up to the room and i watched syasya , jedidah, grace, and naomi playing bridge... grace was totally hilarious la...den we went outside to play... the lights were on then suddenly it went off... i think there was a curfew for lights?????? haha ya then every1 quickly scrambled in... den play play play den they all go and sleep... den only  me and syasya were awake... den the whole place was super super quite and i was toking to matin and his voice was so so loud i put the phone away oso can here his voice.. den the boys in the other bungalow oso didnt sleep so me and syasya were like waving at them ... just for fun to entertain ourselves... we were up until 6.... the next day ... and den we helped siying cook breakfast... roti teloh.... yay!! but it didnt exactly turn out like how i expected...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7614151695976143783-5740757141226000178?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-821842215509820952</id><published>2008-11-17T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:30:44.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;wah tired sia ... packed my stuff for tmr track chalet.... so many must bring track shoes slipper my other shoe and then slping bag gifts for seniors... i wrapped it up nicely ok.... sweets only la... den while packing i talked to adli.... and msg fi... and zaf oso... den use com and i think i had a little arguemnt with fi... but we are ok now...&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/7614151695976143783-821842215509820952?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-1701609806833273129</id><published>2008-11-16T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:23:31.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;officially bleh ... no comment so bye bye!!!!!!!&lt;/span&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/7614151695976143783-1701609806833273129?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/1701609806833273129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=1701609806833273129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1701609806833273129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1701609806833273129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/11/officially-bleh.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-2892401216376907923</id><published>2008-11-15T17:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:50:15.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;uh today officially is boring..... actually i ws suppose to go help out at tps this morning but i lazy la ... so i slept summore... den  i woke up had to go tuition last day .... still donno y i'm still goign to tuition... anw last day so hu cares.... bored to death ..... den we go watch madsgascar 2 .... ok oni la ....... a bit funny and ridiculous... .. haha .... k den adli came back oready!!!! yes! can tok ... haha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-3393962482052995365</id><published>2008-11-14T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:53:17.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you seriously wanna know wad happened today? ok we had trg until .... 11.30 den we practiced for a performance we had to do for the sec 4's at the chalet this coming tues...haha den i went back mself and slack ... den my mom ordered pizza den we eat ... den we go watch movie at tampines we watched sing to the dawn i think i prefer the book but the story s a bit diff.... den we ate at macs i was bored ... but then i saw some really nice jackets... hhhmmm ... amyb when i go out with my frens den i buy... hehhe... den fi msg-ed my and ask me whether i going back to tps to help out... he said he could'nt cause he is goint to play street soccer with my other frens... and he started saying emo emo stuff again &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh i hate it when tat happens... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but i didnt reply him to tat cos i scared he start the emo talk again... den... nvm haha so keep that in mind then i will tell adli.... :)wa i miss talking to him... 1 more day.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;yes! just one more day... oh no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-3393962482052995365?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/3393962482052995365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=3393962482052995365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3393962482052995365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3393962482052995365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-seriously-wanna-know-wad-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-119156123635249694</id><published>2008-11-13T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:53:39.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;today adli's going for his sch camp and it will last for 3 days... wth!!!&lt;/span&gt; 3 days of torture!&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; i cant tok to him and i cant tell him interesting and need-to-know stuffs ... sad... nvm 3 dyas is a short while .. and i will remember the things i need to tell him... and he promised me to tell me abt the stuff that happened in the camp ... so cheer up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;3 days is a short while... not!&lt;/span&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/7614151695976143783-119156123635249694?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/119156123635249694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=119156123635249694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/119156123635249694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/119156123635249694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-adlis-going-for-his-sch-camp-and.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-5227714520751568995</id><published>2008-11-12T22:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:10:20.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;today i had traing same stuff... den i after that i went to 7-11 and bought 2 cup noodles cos i was going to meaghan's hse and we were suppose to plan stuff but it turned out to have me watching 'a walk to remember' and chatting with my fren.... it was disasterous! they were writing loads of crap to my fren and i was screaming at the top of my voice when they pulled me away frm the com.... den i called him and apologised... so crazy and they were having pleasure to it..... so embarrassing!den meaghan's dad tompang me to AMK and i took a bus to toa payoh... and waited for my dad their... anw .. otw to TP fi called me and said lots and lots of emo stuff... and there were a lot of awkward silence... cos i was crying cos i had no idea why he was doing this ... but he doesnt know i was crying cos it was a silient cry ... anw it ended with me saying'sorry, sorry bye!' and i cried... there were ppl looking at me but heck care... i WAS on the verge of losing a fren so how can i not be sad?...den i wiped awy the tears so that my dad could'nt see den i he bought for me mr bean's choco pancakes :)... cheered me up...i didnt tell la...;o den we took MRT home ... and den i chatted withmy fren on9 and it was total hilarious... haha:D&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/7614151695976143783-5227714520751568995?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/5227714520751568995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=5227714520751568995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/5227714520751568995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/5227714520751568995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-i-had-traing-same-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-1815309616858244195</id><published>2008-11-11T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:23:59.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i went to symone's hse after my mom sent my sis to sch den we played this game called 'guitar hero'.... fun tho... we played until 1+ den we went to siglap and ate at pizza hut.... we wanted to eat at secret recipe.... oh i love the moist cake there..... anw after we ate we were playing ice shooting.... haha i shot the ice at anjali's eye and then she responded to it and spilled the cup of 7-up.... my bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;den we had a competition among ourselves.... we ordered for 2 more refills of 7-up cos oredy got one full ... den de person hu could finish the 7-up first wins.... haha i finished first den anjali den symone......... it was seriously like hell...... my throat was ssooo pain......... and all of us had tears ...... aw... den we went to video ezy to check out the dvd's ...... and den we wnet back to her hse .... we were doing some card tricks ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we closed all the curtains and switched off all the lights cos wwe were watching the mirror.... horror movie.... it wasnt  tat scary but i still don dare to look at the mirror closely.... i don wan to risk anything :)).... den i got a call frm my mom and she was coming to pick me up.... den after the movie we went up and played 'guitar hero' again.... and then i went back.... too bad itwas my mom sending me home and nt him.... :) hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-1815309616858244195?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/1815309616858244195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=1815309616858244195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1815309616858244195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1815309616858244195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-went-to-symones-hse-after-my-mom-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-1301006424846435791</id><published>2008-11-10T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:23:44.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;today i went back to temasek and facilitated the p6 prefects and zaf was dere oso and anjali and aralin and sabrina, jayne, nurin,zul,amanda,and some more.. it was at pasir ris.... den 8 of us were 'facilitators' and have to join a grp.... so i was jus a facilitator so got no grp:) haha... k den i had to explain a few games to the p6s..... they all cheat sia.... anw they were playing spiderwweb and i tok his cap den haha it was so funny.... i wont say don worry! i will remember tat face! HAHA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;den aftertat a few gam sdenthey played tallest tower... den i went to his grp and look at them play strangely he was almost doing all the work.... hehe... den i explain to them this game called the runway den i was so hungry so i ate a wholle packet of nasi lemak... i was so tired oso.... den after tat we went to siglap and ate at 'the royals' i think thats the name... anw i ate a mini spaghetti and he ate a mini fish and chips.... cos i ate oredy:) den after i'm done i took one of his french fries hehe... he didnt mind.... den all of us tok and we were totally laughing because of aralin! :)so we paid for the food and while doing so i drank a bit of his coke cos mine was out k den we ate ice cream at ......ice-cream chef... but the ice cream was nice.... we bought ice crean except him and i offered him mine but he didnt wan tat anjali was giving me tat i-know-you-like-him face.... haha i had to be back b4 8.30 so i took bus 12 back home aralin got of the same stop as me and he followed and aralin was lyk 'why is he following? he's stalking u diana!' and i was ' nvm la i'm ok with him' so we walk.... den he send me until under my blk and the last thing he said was i owe u a dance ! haha he does...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-1301006424846435791?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/1301006424846435791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=1301006424846435791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/1301006424846435791'/><link rel='self' 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movie then go bowling but got no tym .... first fifi and shank met at temasek den waited under my blk they were early ok... so i went down and took bus 12 with them to e hb.... otw dere zaf boarded e bus and i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;sort of shocked to see him but i didnt mind.... so we tok tok tok until e hub den we walk dere.... it was so.... fun? den we walked ard ehub cos we still had others to wait for .... then we decided to go to downtown east and eat at macs... ya so we were eating and the guys were making all the jokes abt the pics on the wall.... it was funny tho.... then inqa and fitri came and watched us eat....hehe... den we walked ard again at e hub... den afiq came and he wanted to put in color contacts.... no comment... den the rest came and we watched hsm 3..... fast forward &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;we took bus 12 back home... practically everyone did den inqa and fitri alighted the bus so i was the only girl.... i was so tired .... i wanted to slp but couldnt .... den fifi and zaf asked if i was ok.... they all so nice rite? den HE asked me for my fone and sent me sth ..... den he sent me home and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;skip&gt; (i tell i was so embarrassed ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;so when i reached home i was late as usual... but lucky nv get scolded den i watch tv.... den HE called me and asked me to look in my phone....and asked me to ans him.... i did and i did....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/skip&gt;&lt;/span&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/7614151695976143783-2105457347646392555?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/2105457347646392555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=2105457347646392555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/2105457347646392555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/2105457347646392555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-went-e-hub-with-usual-gang.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-5006747290600536914</id><published>2008-10-17T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:23:07.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i went jln raya ... nth much really... i went to his hse and he was asking me stuff...... lots of stuff ... i walked back home myself.... i make it sound as if nth happen but actually a lot of things happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i lazy to type la&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/7614151695976143783-5006747290600536914?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/5006747290600536914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=5006747290600536914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/5006747290600536914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/5006747290600536914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-went-jln-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-2479798623227421059</id><published>2008-10-16T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:22:40.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;haiyo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;exam finish oready now don need to go to school and home is so boring cos i cant do anything except laze ard.... haiz..... my sis still got exam so i cant distract them....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;aiya.... now cannot go out with frens cos alll so busy.... or lazy.... or wadeva.... k la .... i'll find something to do .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am so freakin bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and still chillin....&lt;/span&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/7614151695976143783-2479798623227421059?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/2479798623227421059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=2479798623227421059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/2479798623227421059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/2479798623227421059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/10/haiyo.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-7654245256316416677</id><published>2008-10-01T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:22:21.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hello evrybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;selamat hari raya aidilfitri!!! maaf zahir dan batin ye!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-7654245256316416677?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/7654245256316416677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=7654245256316416677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7654245256316416677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/7654245256316416677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-evrybody-selamat-hari-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-8518027969112296653</id><published>2008-09-19T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:22:06.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;on wed i went to changi general hospital for some physiotherapy cos my left foot injured..... so pain den i had to ans many many questions..... den i jogged at e track outside e gym .... e doctor ask me to stop running once i feel e pain even if its a little bit.... so of course pain den he go tape up my foot to make as if i got arch .... very difficult to move... then i walk and jog not pain den he ask me to sprint.... die ..... i reach e end the pain was dam shap den walk oso pain.... so he conclude tat i had a colapsed arch and i shd make an effort to walk with an arch so he gave me excecises to do den must have two principles..... 1) the 3 balls of e feet must always always be on e ground and 2) e big toe must b able to move freely....haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-8518027969112296653?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/8518027969112296653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=8518027969112296653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8518027969112296653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8518027969112296653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-wed-i-went-to-changi-general.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-454146771566159511</id><published>2008-09-18T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:21:43.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where my heart is'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Im strugglin to put my stupid tagboard up .... i cant find my tagboard..... guess i'll have to edit it again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-454146771566159511?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/454146771566159511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=454146771566159511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/454146771566159511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/454146771566159511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-strugglin-to-put-my-stupid-tagboard.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-8087375476982155090</id><published>2008-08-07T13:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:21:19.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where my heart is'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;lalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;im still in sch using e com when im not suppose to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i had nth to do at hm and nobody's at hm so i went to besties hse was there until at abt 5 and den my bestie walked me to the mrt station. i lent her my umbreela because it so freaking dam hot la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;den while walkin, she accidentally heat a ladies head and den b4 she could apologise tt girl was lyk 'cibai!' and she said' u den cibai la bloody bitch!' we were still walking when she said fuck loudly and syasya was lyk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;'fuck yourself'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;continue later....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;now teacher coming and pressing me to swicth off the com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;BASKET...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-8087375476982155090?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/8087375476982155090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=8087375476982155090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8087375476982155090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8087375476982155090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/08/lalalala-im-still-in-sch-using-e-com.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614151695976143783.post-3207902627242539221</id><published>2008-08-04T10:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:20:56.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='where my heart is'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;lalalalalalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;chillin out with my bestie in school .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;sch these days so boring ..... haiz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;anw on the way to sch i heard the male version of where i belong???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;wadeva ... its quite nice....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;last night i was reading on some book of tsunamis... which i did not realise until now... cos i was just reading and nth seemed to be absorbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and i was listening to radio....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SO SAD IWANNA GO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;SINGFEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;but its over.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;nvm nxt yr shd hv....MUST have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;AAAHHH!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;otw to sch .... i was thinking whther i shd bore myself to death in class or just talk to my bestie ..... obviously im doing both.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;haiya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-3207902627242539221?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/3207902627242539221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=3207902627242539221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3207902627242539221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/3207902627242539221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/08/lalalalalalalala-chillin-out-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-8686753021586917798</id><published>2008-08-01T14:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:20:23.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;im currently lyk chillin out with my bestie in sch now.... just finish test... yayz!!! now more test for the weeek ... can do anything i wan now.... yay!!!  this morning me and my bestie was lyk trying to remember every thing .... we had geo test today lyk at 11.30 .... and the rest of the day seemed to be lyk a total boredom and the time seemed to drag dam long la..... ok i'll be eating out with my mom later and make burgers.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;den can play com...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;and i'll post again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;for now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-8686753021586917798?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/8686753021586917798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=8686753021586917798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8686753021586917798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/8686753021586917798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-currently-lyk-chillin-out-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-2007106696675112172</id><published>2008-07-13T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:18:38.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~$park$~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;HAHA ENJOY...... REALLY WISH COULD GO TO TTIS YEARS PREVIEW .. MY CUZ IN THERE ..... HAIZ... BUT I THINK MY YRS GOODIE BAG WAS BETTER... HAHA ..... JUST HAD TO SIT RIGHT NEXT TO A SPEAKER AND THE CANNOT SEE THE OTHER HALF OF THE STADIUM... WIERD....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-2007106696675112172?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/2007106696675112172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=2007106696675112172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/2007106696675112172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/2007106696675112172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/07/haha-enjoy.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-5693122794130246142</id><published>2008-07-13T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:18:04.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~Diana~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;wowies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;its been a while since i posted ... thanks for the reminder from a friend.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ah..... so bored!!!! just when can school be hw-free???? i'll be wiating for that dae to come .... for now ta-ta!!! buai buai!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-5693122794130246142?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/5693122794130246142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=5693122794130246142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/5693122794130246142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/5693122794130246142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/07/wowies.html' title=''/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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-7614151695976143783.post-730137186496713273</id><published>2008-03-29T19:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:17:45.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='$पार्क$'/><title type='text'>new sch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;hey hey hey ppl!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;am now having A NEW BEGINNING... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i am now lyk in Cedar girl's sec obviously i hv new friends .... hv to wake up dam early cause the sch now is in geylang bahru..... catch up with u guys later? ... so bz now.. bb hv a great weedend ahead!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7614151695976143783-730137186496713273?l=sweetmemories272.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/feeds/730137186496713273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7614151695976143783&amp;postID=730137186496713273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/730137186496713273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7614151695976143783/posts/default/730137186496713273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetmemories272.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-sch.html' title='new sch'/><author><name>MissyDi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06973214471145930113</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>
