<?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-5185970278128090469</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:33:06.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like snow . Cherish~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-3155689956161224976</id><published>2010-07-27T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T03:40:01.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;what am i suppose to do now? haish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;MY HANDPHONE is GONE!!!! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hope i can get a new phone soon. dunno mother let me buy anot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;how i wish i can work so i can buy a new phone for myself ): dunno how to survive without phone D: i really wanna msg.  now i dunno other ppl's number thn cant msg and chat. now i'm SOOO bored D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;but my frens are so supportive!! they say i go get my SIM card thn they lent me phone first. LOL but i wait till i get new phone thn see lo. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i'm so UPSET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;PHONEPHONEPHONE! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg,&lt;br /&gt;buhbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-3155689956161224976?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3155689956161224976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-d-what-am-i-suppose-to-do-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3155689956161224976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3155689956161224976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-d-what-am-i-suppose-to-do-now.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-8150618295967732475</id><published>2010-07-25T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T08:26:38.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i get to watch to The Blood Pledge! it was so exciting(: was nice even though i got scared by some moments but the movie overall is EXCELLENT! :D was scary but managed to peek from my hands :B Thailand horror movie are more scary ):&lt;br /&gt;HEHE i want go watch movie. i no care. iwant, wo yao. MOVIEMOVIEMOVIE~ IDIOT! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END,&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-8150618295967732475?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8150618295967732475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-you-know-i-get-to-watch-to-blood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8150618295967732475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8150618295967732475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-you-know-i-get-to-watch-to-blood.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-5911235485939796130</id><published>2010-07-16T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T08:44:11.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember dunno whn lah. this week or last week. went to PunggolPlaza with venus and yingxian to eat. whn walking to there keep playing thn THAT venus make spoil my bag! AHH. but not that serious ma, but cant fix back :x sadded. after eat finish yingxian wanna go toilet thn she very long. i keep talking nonsense thn venus also got say thn we was like laughing like crazy outside the toilet while waiting for yingxian. laugh until stomach pain, HAHA. had quite much fun :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYA. thn this days nth la jus thatpolice officers keep coming to our school, dunno what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, endend&lt;br /&gt;buhbye,&lt;br /&gt;lovelove.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-5911235485939796130?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5911235485939796130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-d-i-remember-dunno-whn-lah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5911235485939796130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5911235485939796130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-d-i-remember-dunno-whn-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-665017741842391097</id><published>2010-07-09T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T12:56:13.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLOHELLO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna talk about my camp at PulahUbin! it's SOOOOOOOO torturing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;On tues(06/07/10), go to canteen and hav some food before boarding to RepublicPoly to get our things before going PulahUbin. we changed our bags to their bags that they arranged for us, brought to PulahUbin. After packing everything, went back to the bus to go Changi there take ferry to PulahUbin. whn i board on the ship, i was quite scared but i still can stand it. i feel like vomiting cos of the wave keep pushing the ship up and down. whn we reached there. bring the bag and went trekking ): so tiring lo. walkwalkwalk with a HEAVY and BIG back pack ): haish.  thn after that go to a place, to treat as our campsite. we pitched our tents. thn at first not able to slp, thn others slp le. thn ginny and i can't slp so chit chat alittle thn keep go out of the tent thn the instructor come thn faster run in HAHA was so fun. and after that went into the guy's tent with ginny, inside got timothy and gabriel, opposite side is domonic they all. LOL thn after that went back tent, after quite long, a lot of ppl wake up LOL thn i after awhile talktalk thn hear ppl keep say malay plus i dun really understand, so i start to get tired. but thn slp with me tgt in a tent de still talking so cant slp in my tent so went to YingXian's tent slp (: got slp for 1hr plus only :x haish. thn next day wake up thn go kayaking from morning to night. was so tired halfway!!! my hand was like gonna break, thn leg keep numb D: tiredtired. my eyes keep very pain cos salt water keep get into my eyes D: so pain like needle poking like that! thn after kayaking, wetwet ma thn whn taking boat up, the rock slippery so fell down D: hurts. i almost sprain my leg. went taking the boat, my whole body like gonna crack like that -.- my hand like ice, VERY cold. thn hand super white. :x after everything, walked back to our campsite in darkness and it was so scary. we didnt hav touchlight with us. so jus keep on walking till we reached the campsite. make tents thn changed inside the tent. can't bathe D: so everyone stinks and sticky. was quite uuncomfortable. after changing went to eat. i didnt eat with my group, ate with venus's group. cooked MaggieMee. after eating went to wash dishes. wash finish le went back campsite, slp. didnt slp in my own group's tent, was intending to slp in YingXian's tent but thn Farisha and Amaryllis took almost half of 3/4 quater of the tent. so cant slp in more ppl. so asked venus if can go her tent slp anot, she say can so i anything lo. ^^ haha. YingXian went back to her tent slp thn i go venus's tent slp. ate an orange before slping. fell aslp soon enough :D cos was tired. after that woke up(08/07/10) at 7plus thn venus woke up also. went out of the tent and it was SO cold! freezing outside, dunno why. thn 9plus or 10plus went to take ferry back thn took bus to RepublicPoly, thn packpackpack wash tents, ground sheet. WASH HERE, WASH THERE. PACK HERE, PACK THERE.thn finally got to go back SCHOOL. i tio sunburned until very pain! haish. tiring. okayokay END.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri, 09/07/10, :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;was slping, but thn venus called thn bobian woked up restrestrest,  watched tv thn go bath, bathed le venus say she dun want go le. so start  to sian liao. after that huiting wanna go out so anything lo, go lo.  but 5plus thn go out cos i overslept whn slping and waiting for 4plus xD  thn after that faster comb hair and take hairband and bag thn went out  to take 86 to her house there take 119 to Kovan. but thn whn going to  the bus stop, got 3 SengKangSec student, 2boys 1girl also going to the  bus stop. thn the girl called me, (like excuse me luh) for the second  time, thn i answer her. thn she say 1 of her fren want my number. thn i  blur liao dotz. after that i dun care thn just walk to her house there  lo. :x was so ps! thn after meet her, sat 119 to Kovan thn bought the  AloeVera gel for sunburned, thn prevent skin peeling. thn went to  playing bowling. Had fun (: thn after that wto arcade play :D play le thn go MacDonald eat frenchfries and drink coke!!!!! was enjoying cos of the camp, imissed all those foods! D: AND drinks too! after that sit 119 home thn sit 86 back home :D LOL lazy walk from RivervalePlaza there home. HAISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;leg pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;kaykay, end of today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUHBYE!,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-665017741842391097?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/665017741842391097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/07/hellohello-d-gonna-talk-about-my-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/665017741842391097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/665017741842391097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/07/hellohello-d-gonna-talk-about-my-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-8063967300342871979</id><published>2010-07-03T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T10:05:35.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO,&lt;br /&gt;im trying to complete my BORING life (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;2/07/10 (fri):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HMM. went to school same took 85 to school. Thn on that whn to school thn some of my frens tio caught by the teacher cos of HairCheck didn't pass &gt;&lt;&gt;.&gt; kaykay, made him kinda pissed. thn after that i bought a hamster at TM1 :B HEHEEHE. i named him twenty (: HEHE whn at bus going back home, i dropped him at the bus was so scared he will run ): that time my heart almost jumped out :x kay, endend HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;ENDENDEND. &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;3/07/10 (sat):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;HEH today went out eh with mother and auntie :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;went to tamp, bought quite many things (: tmr think going HougangMall :D boreddddddd. i bought things for the camp too. thinking of the camp im alrdy tired -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ENDENDENDEND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;buhbyeeee (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-8063967300342871979?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8063967300342871979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-im-trying-to-complete-my-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8063967300342871979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8063967300342871979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-im-trying-to-complete-my-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-1375926979208242940</id><published>2010-07-02T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T08:55:08.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO :B&lt;br /&gt;back here. hehe&lt;br /&gt;back to story i guess. nvr really complete cos too lazy :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23/06/10 (wed):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FORGOTTTEN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/06/10 (thurs):&lt;br /&gt;Went out Sijie (: LOL thn i &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;TOTALLY forgotten&lt;/span&gt; le.&lt;br /&gt;OHOH one more thing, we went to watch Letters To Juliet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TC4DhlcSwuI/AAAAAAAAAZk/uamCUnHf_dM/s1600/Letters+to+juliet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TC4DhlcSwuI/AAAAAAAAAZk/uamCUnHf_dM/s320/Letters+to+juliet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489328871332561634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/PRISCI%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/PRISCI%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/PRISCI%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/PRISCI%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/PRISCI%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.png" alt="" /&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;25/06/10 (fri):&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Nicole o.o  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FORGOTTEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26/06/10 (sat):&lt;br /&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27/06/10 (sun):&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/06/10 (mon):&lt;br /&gt;RMB!&lt;br /&gt;School starts on this day ): i'm getting depressed.  Ohh. and i didn't managed to slp till very late. i only slept 2hrs thn i woke up cos it's time for school. Woke up, bathed thn meet Geneve take bus go school &gt;.&gt; At school there's so many new teacher more strict liao. Haish. MORE lessons ): Thn the principal talktalktalktalk i wanna slp, the new DM talktalktalk i also want slp ): but cant haish. nehmind, forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29/06/10 (tues):&lt;br /&gt;Sat bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30/06/10 (wed):&lt;br /&gt;okay. ! GO school that part forgotten liao.&lt;br /&gt;Thn on that day going Sungei Buloh, there's so many rock there and scary cos the bridge got a lot of holes thn i very scared the bridge will break D: haish. Thn was having quite a lot of fun seeing animal and playing around ba. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;But thn same group as Timothy, Ree yong and Joel HAISHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/07/10 ( thurs):&lt;br /&gt;HMMMMM woke up bathed sited bus 85 to school. &gt;.&gt; 6.40+ one :B thn bus-ed. Meet Jerene at bus =3 HOHOHHO. cos she didnt managed to be the first one to board the bus, i blamed her HOHO propro. Whn bus reached school bus stop there, saw Huting Kaixin Venus at there. Haha thn at that time thn know Geneve didnt go school o.o So normal lo, go school but thn my class went to Project aramsy, Republic Poly. Had quite much fun (: and takes a lot of teamworkkkk OHHHH. after that whn going back to school, i left half a life only, im tired! ): BUT whn went back to school can immediately go home HAHA so sitted PunggolBus with venus home after buying water! xD Thn whn reached home, bathed thn go slp le. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-1375926979208242940?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1375926979208242940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-b-back-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1375926979208242940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1375926979208242940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-b-back-here.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TC4DhlcSwuI/AAAAAAAAAZk/uamCUnHf_dM/s72-c/Letters+to+juliet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-5627414085281978131</id><published>2010-06-22T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T00:23:37.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i didn't post anything this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay! start to post all yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 20/06/10(Sunday)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Woke up, brushed teeth thn use lappy soon enough i go bath. After HougangMall to  eat and buy school shoe for me. ^^ So i go lo. Bus-ed to hougangMall. Went to eat at Kopitiam thn saw AhTeckKorKor there so eat tgt. Thn after eating, went to walkwalk. walk finish go CottonOn buy shoe after that go buy sweets thn go home le ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;21/06/10(Monday)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Woke up thn use lappy WHOLE day, but got shower luh! HMMM thn night time go slp only. The end. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; 22/06/10(Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mother still at home but today she intended to bring my sis and i out. Went out with Mandy Auntie too. Went to TheCathy thn went there watched movie(The A-Team), thn mother and mandy auntie watched The Karate Kid. ^^ at 4.40pm, sis and i went in the theatre! it was like totally a worth watching show! at first i tot it was not worth it, so not really interested in the movie. BUTBUTBUT whn the show started i was kind of into it. LOL thn some parts i was laughing like crazy! it was so funny and exciting! HAHA thn very funnny. i told Sean that i watched the movie, thn he say he also really wanna watch :))))) SO it's watchable yeah LOL After the movie, dunno went where to eat SteamBoat i just know i kept on eating prawns. The prawns SUPER biggg &gt;w&lt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After eating, ate desserts, thn sit taxi go home^^ Halfway, Chudi called me to chat. but abit not available so tell him i go home thn call him. thn he say okay (: Talking to him was quite fun &gt;&lt;, reached home, i bathed thn called him ^^ LOL AND while talking to me, he keep say he wanna vomit blood HAHA &gt;o&lt; AND he say if either  of us say i dunno, will owe each other one thing.  HMMM, okay lo. nehmind de, deal ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5185970278128090469-5627414085281978131?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5627414085281978131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-sorry-i-didnt-post-anything-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5627414085281978131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5627414085281978131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-sorry-i-didnt-post-anything-this.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-8659952249666417805</id><published>2010-06-19T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T10:53:05.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about ytd, 19/06/10:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Woke up at dunno what time. wake up brushed teeth and use com ^^ actually tot not going out. but thn mother wanna go HougangMall help me buy school shoe. so i go lo. HMMM. ate at there thn at night around 7plus or 8plus went home thn use com ^^ HOHO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;andand smth made me quite moody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;not gonna say what thing, but i don't feel good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;PLUS, i'm having backache SUPER pain. -.- CRIESSS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hope ltr will get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, nth more to say,&lt;br /&gt;buhbye .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-8659952249666417805?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8659952249666417805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-d-about-ytd-190610-woke-up-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8659952249666417805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8659952249666417805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-d-about-ytd-190610-woke-up-at.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-7320587602461184792</id><published>2010-06-18T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T00:36:09.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBxzTIihfdI/AAAAAAAAAZc/crBNoQvEZeM/s1600/01062010_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBxzTIihfdI/AAAAAAAAAZc/crBNoQvEZeM/s320/01062010_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484385218777415122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBxzSB2WBZI/AAAAAAAAAZU/SYVkc7szYjs/s1600/01062010_014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBxzSB2WBZI/AAAAAAAAAZU/SYVkc7szYjs/s320/01062010_014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484385199801632146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBxzRtqUxlI/AAAAAAAAAZM/IaIu8dT5zjQ/s1600/03062010_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBxzRtqUxlI/AAAAAAAAAZM/IaIu8dT5zjQ/s320/03062010_004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484385194382509650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBxzRGpihTI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9nsGl0VUhmo/s1600/08062010_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBxzRGpihTI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9nsGl0VUhmo/s320/08062010_003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484385183910233394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBxzQZyD0_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/dpEI-sz1d5w/s1600/19062010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBxzQZyD0_I/AAAAAAAAAY8/dpEI-sz1d5w/s320/19062010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484385171866375154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd, 8/06/10:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM. ytd didn't manage to switch on comm. xDDD&lt;br /&gt;so today complete it.&lt;br /&gt;ERMMM, ithink i ytd 11plus am wake up. Thn showered, 1go out? LOL (ps, idunrememberalready). SO went out with Nicole! same thing i always do. met her at CompassPoint. Thn took bus 156 to bishan. HOHO. went there playplay since can go nowhere. went we reached there, we went to play arcade. After arcade, go GoldenVillage there see got wad movie to watch. HMMMM, we bought the ticket, the movie is called Toy Story 3 at 4.40pm. While spending our time, went to arcadeeeeee xD thn 4plus go in watch movie. IT WAS A PITCH DARK -.- After the movie, went to 2nd storeyyyy  LOL thn walk around, saw de kid's painting thingy. Since we were bored, we was wondering if we wanna make anot. but thn Nicole say go CompassPoint make HAHA thn i say i want go back arcade awhile. WHILE walking to the lift, there was a puddle of water on the floor thn i thought she knew it already. But she didn't know D: thn she fell down. OHMYGAWD,  mefeelguilty. I didn't told her, thinking she knew about it. Thn we was like keep laughing on the way to the lift thn her shorts wetwet. &gt;&lt; LOL  thn after arcade went sit 156 back to CompassPoint, thn saw VivianTan LOL say Hello and went she went down the bus, say Buhbye only =]  whn reached Compasspoint, go to the kid's painting there haha thn WAS HAVING FUN xD after that went to Subway to eat thn we was CHATING AND LAUGHING LOL about that incident whn she fell down and smth else AND a lot more things.  x] thn after eating, she wanna go minitoons buy things for father's day but close le so went home LOL (: ANDAND i bought HelloPanda. HEHE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-7320587602461184792?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7320587602461184792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/lol-thn-after-arcade-went-sit-156-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/7320587602461184792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/7320587602461184792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/lol-thn-after-arcade-went-sit-156-back.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBxzTIihfdI/AAAAAAAAAZc/crBNoQvEZeM/s72-c/01062010_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-2823808329600424005</id><published>2010-06-17T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T05:25:13.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBoSnkUI-YI/AAAAAAAAAY0/vGbiyz30fcQ/s1600/boxbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBoSnkUI-YI/AAAAAAAAAY0/vGbiyz30fcQ/s320/boxbox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483715967249348994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;about todayyyyy. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;10plus woke up but still too tired so slp back till 11plus. thn go shower, i was wear until VERY grey, thn go out with sijie! (: LOL met at Compasspoint thn sit bus 86 to AMKhub. went to Kbox, at avenue6(Kbox Plaza), there de Kbox. They quite nice? lol but no like the sofa. SO SMALL D: andand we two cos of smth say Fuckyou, and sang the song Fuck You by lily allen HAHA quite unhappy with the ppl there. Afterall was fun=]&lt;br /&gt;after kbox take bus back to CompassPoint thn went to find Hubby but didn't managed to. So went home (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ANDAND i think i left my magazine at the counter there LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;kaykay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;END,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;buhbye! (:&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/5185970278128090469-2823808329600424005?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2823808329600424005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-d-about-todayyyyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/2823808329600424005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/2823808329600424005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-d-about-todayyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBoSnkUI-YI/AAAAAAAAAY0/vGbiyz30fcQ/s72-c/boxbox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6568042185018864366</id><published>2010-06-16T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T05:46:14.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay about todayyyyyyyyyyy LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Today woke up at 1plus thn shower at 2plus 3plus go out ^^ LOL ( easy explaination). went out with Huiting to bugis! met her at CompassPoint, train-ed to bugis. went to bugis street bought 3tee(: that cost me $35. after walking finish at bugis street went to play arcade, was trying to get this toy! D: but can't manage to catch it. SADDDD. iwantotys! hmmpph. after that went to plaza sing eat thn HOME. today was simpleee =] haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;OHOH, Huiting told me kovan no Kbox. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;andand ytd i just realise me and my sis is so stupid.  XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;CANT WAIT FOR TMRRRRRR! YAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;kay, tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;buhbye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;loveya. ^^V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-6568042185018864366?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6568042185018864366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-kay-about-todayyyyyyyyyyy-lol-erm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6568042185018864366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6568042185018864366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-kay-about-todayyyyyyyyyyy-lol-erm.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-1313610827128208371</id><published>2010-06-15T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:18:44.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBeevt5j6oI/AAAAAAAAAYs/xjAewnJKDgU/s1600/kbox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBeevt5j6oI/AAAAAAAAAYs/xjAewnJKDgU/s320/kbox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483025613958933122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY I'M INJURED! sad.&lt;br /&gt;KAY, about todayy. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I actually intended to wake up at 9. Thn i set alarm but thn whn the alarm ring i continue slp, whn i woke up it was 10.15pm xD thn go shower and off to journey. Today, sit bus 80( double-deck bus) to Kovan( i hate the journey to kovan -.-). Thn we was intending to go the lan there but we dunno at which stop go there, whn we're quite far from the lan thn actually wanna stop at the bus stop. thn didnt press, last minute thn press the door bell and time to go DOWN(the horrible part, for me!). whn i stand the bus break, thn drive. Thn i knocked until skin peel alittle, thn whn walking down the stairs thn bus break, thn knock until stairs de pole thn hand pain, after that almost tripped and fell -.- ARGH! after going down the bus, whn to the opposite side to sit bus 80 back to Kovan, walked around at kovan looking Kbox but didn't managed to.  So we gave up, went to eat cos we're both hungry. ate at yoshinoya, not at that place inside but bought the food and whn other place eat cos too full( i mean the place). Whn eating, my sis use phone ask her frens still got where got Kbox, one of it is at AMK hub, thn after eating, we went to sit 0 Whn we reached there, whn to find Kbox box thn go to second floor but go wrong level thn go third floor( btw the lift is poor).  We go book at 4.30pm thn the person say ltr thn come back xD so went to second floor de arcade playplayplay. Thn the person suddenly call so we went up but pressed down, sis dun care go down. thn got one guy came in(hmmph), thn second floor got one guy come in, thn press level3, thn suddenly level2 the door opened the i tot is 3rd level is step out -.- thn whn i noticed i go in thn i turn back look at sis but thn corner of my  eyes saw that guy from no expression to smile till laugh=.= from i stepped in second floor he started having expression. thn whn i stare at him for awhile he cover his mouth dun let me see like that thn he run into pool, guess what? HE'S STILL LAUGHING! -.- hmmph. kkakay, dun want talk him hmph. after that go Kbox thn till 7pm. After that booked room again till 9.30pm haha WAS HAVING FUN!! kaykay, SKIP!!!! thn after that go AMK hub de foodcourt eat thn sit 86 go home :3 LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kay finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;gtg,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;im tired to just finish this post. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;kay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;buhbye(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-1313610827128208371?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1313610827128208371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-d-today-im-injured-sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1313610827128208371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1313610827128208371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-d-today-im-injured-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBeevt5j6oI/AAAAAAAAAYs/xjAewnJKDgU/s72-c/kbox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6155824204933853284</id><published>2010-06-14T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T07:09:26.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBY0HJmejyI/AAAAAAAAAYk/LEvij8h_ukU/s1600/killers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 148px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBY0HJmejyI/AAAAAAAAAYk/LEvij8h_ukU/s320/killers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482626893811191586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBY0G7HZkDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/SYzxsml1Q2A/s1600/nanny+mcphee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBY0G7HZkDI/AAAAAAAAAYc/SYzxsml1Q2A/s320/nanny+mcphee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482626889922744370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Today was quite fun, jus now morning around 12+ something bring me down _l_ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Tmd, don't wanna bring it up &gt;w&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;TALK ABOUT HAPPY memories~  LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Today woke up at 9.46am !! tired still but managed to wake up thn went to shower and 10.40am went out. went to CP to meet Sijie! (: lol  it was fun. Atfirst, we go sit 86 go AMKhub for smth-.- , while waiting for something, whn to arcade playplayplay! xD didn't managed to get any toys butbut got sweets! BESTTT is i got CORNTOS!(isit like that spell? i dunno. whatever haha) hmmm...... what i wanna say.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;OKAY! i rmb!!!!! after that walkwalk awhile go sit mrt to bishan, we was intending to watch movie &gt;w&lt; ( we did LOL) thn saw the two pics there, watched those two other. Nanny McPhee and the Big Bang at 4.45pm / Killers at 6.40pm(watched the second time). It took us quite long to wait for 4.45pm to reach ._. WE jus kept on going arcade and play till our hands pain xD lol thn after the two movies, whn back to arcade to play some games thn go home (: cos sijie wannna go play basketball AWWW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;BUT it's okayyy. =] hehe.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hope tmr would be joyful!! HAHA.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endendend,&lt;br /&gt;buhbye, xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-6155824204933853284?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6155824204933853284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-today-was-quite-fun-jus-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6155824204933853284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6155824204933853284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-today-was-quite-fun-jus-now.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBY0HJmejyI/AAAAAAAAAYk/LEvij8h_ukU/s72-c/killers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-657550908079731286</id><published>2010-06-13T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T06:47:23.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBYyy-Fk3uI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Fy6K-550yYU/s1600/huiting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 110px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBYyy-Fk3uI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Fy6K-550yYU/s320/huiting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482625447611391714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBTZBpsmilI/AAAAAAAAAYM/5EWhg3DBAPo/s1600/ganF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBTZBpsmilI/AAAAAAAAAYM/5EWhg3DBAPo/s320/ganF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482245268812761682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HELLO! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;I guess i'm back? lol KAYKAY. I'm gonna update my life on here from tmr onawards yeah! actually this june holiday i'm having fun but time passes too fast! I didn't have enough fun yet -.- Hate schoolll. see books wanna die liao. ANDDDDD troubles and stress is starting to pack up on me! AHHHHHH. ignoreignore.LOL SO boring. I've been waking up late nowadays. That time whn going to meet jerene, venus, kaixin and his brother i woke up at 10+am, i feel so worn out -.- thn 11plus still same feeling haha. very weird o.o HAHA, btw tmr i gonna go out with Sije and at the same time go class gatherrrrring. (6G) hmmm, dunno will have fun anot, will try :x I want to go out with a lot a lot ppl ! EVERYONE! haha miss all my frens ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBTY6XAYWaI/AAAAAAAAAX8/S1UE0lH3Ku0/s1600/siiiiijie%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBTY6XAYWaI/AAAAAAAAAX8/S1UE0lH3Ku0/s320/siiiiijie%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482245143536359842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; Kay , i seriously got nth to say.&lt;/span&gt; ANDAND i hope EDDY won't angry mee, cos i keep late reply &gt;&lt;"  IM SORRY.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;kay, END of today. WEEE.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for tmr!  &lt;3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-657550908079731286?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/657550908079731286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-i-guess-im-back-lol-kaykay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/657550908079731286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/657550908079731286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-i-guess-im-back-lol-kaykay.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/TBYyy-Fk3uI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Fy6K-550yYU/s72-c/huiting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6775027103104640097</id><published>2010-05-24T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T06:14:33.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ohmygaawd, finally im back to post?!!! lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i came here to post my results YAY! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;HMMM, i tell you i got what subject o.o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sci&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;mother tongue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;maths&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;home econ&lt;/span&gt; ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, let me tell you ?? :D&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pass &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;mother tongue&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;history&lt;/span&gt; ! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha good anot?&lt;br /&gt;lol, at least i pass one english, two subjects! YAYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay, gtg bye.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;gwen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-6775027103104640097?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6775027103104640097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-ohmygaawd-finally-im-back-to-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6775027103104640097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6775027103104640097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-ohmygaawd-finally-im-back-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-3909025274181528373</id><published>2010-05-20T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T21:42:45.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, here to update?&lt;br /&gt;i got nth better to do anw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;okayokay, im super happy my exams ended! kay nth alrdy^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-3909025274181528373?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3909025274181528373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-erm-here-to-update-i-got-nth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3909025274181528373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3909025274181528373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-erm-here-to-update-i-got-nth.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6721239689765151999</id><published>2010-05-07T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T21:30:08.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HALO! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored! plus super tired. cos exam IS HERE! D: why so fast? the chinese compo was so difficult to do. i don't think i finished it o.o cos i don't even understand the topic? &gt;&lt; haha boring luh. MSG ME ): cos im super bored. pleaseplease! kay luh, bored of posting alrdy. So bye! :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-6721239689765151999?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6721239689765151999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/05/halo-im-so-bored-plus-super-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6721239689765151999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6721239689765151999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/05/halo-im-so-bored-plus-super-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-8035514237108649773</id><published>2010-04-30T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T10:44:40.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boringg and angry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;halo (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;today at school, there's nth much to say actually^^ oh and after school i went out with venus go compass slack awhile. Then geneve wanna come since the father allowed her to come. So we meet geneve at popular since venus was viewing new moon story book o.o Before she was reaching, the tv at popular is playing the kindergarden song! :3 and i was like " ke ren lai, kan papa, papa bu zai jia, blahblahblahblahblahblahblah,blahblahblahblahblah" ! haha and geneve call i use the song to answer her lol thn whn she went home, we went to coldstorage to play Perrier mineral water. It was like, aaawwwful, i almost felt like puking! I mean its like SO plain and it taste bitter and it's like GASSSY?!!!! -.- after all those crazy act, sit 86 and went home. haha it was fun. AND i was chatting with zeus? Everywher also tatoo arh! ORH, rmbed about msging! That darren dun wanna study even if it's exam! I say need to study so can pass, he say dun need. Thn i want him to pass english and other subjects( of cos), he say sure cant, 2nd reply: dunno. HAISH. Hope he will pass, i'll pray hard for him(:  Oh! and i talked to suuuu-haiii-mi(mimi) ^^ Talk to me use high voice sound, talk to friend use your normal sound, you so evil, mimi! ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; KAY, i'll end here.&lt;br /&gt;CYA, byeeee,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-8035514237108649773?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8035514237108649773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/04/boringg-and-angry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8035514237108649773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8035514237108649773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/04/boringg-and-angry.html' title='boringg and angry'/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-3657609904813523214</id><published>2010-03-04T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T07:08:32.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S4_JFE2qaEI/AAAAAAAAAXM/aikU3UFqvxA/s1600-h/27022010_053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S4_JFE2qaEI/AAAAAAAAAXM/aikU3UFqvxA/s320/27022010_053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444791563553761346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S4_JE1-W2iI/AAAAAAAAAXE/TF5zL8QxfFQ/s1600-h/27022010_052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S4_JE1-W2iI/AAAAAAAAAXE/TF5zL8QxfFQ/s320/27022010_052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444791559559502370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back! weee. Finally horh, blog mayb will be dead? lol&lt;br /&gt;but i blog only whn i am bored leh. Nth else to do thn post some words:) lol&lt;br /&gt;really no words to say leh o.o SO BORING nth to say luh. Cos this few days i stayed at home.. Nvr went out or go any fren's house. So nth much to say and share with you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-3657609904813523214?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3657609904813523214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi-d-im-back-weee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3657609904813523214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3657609904813523214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/03/hi-d-im-back-weee.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S4_JFE2qaEI/AAAAAAAAAXM/aikU3UFqvxA/s72-c/27022010_053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-5128433798943566679</id><published>2010-02-26T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:03:16.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haloo !  me back lol :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;so boring worhhh. I loveeee someeone very much:)   dun want say the name, ltr you steal him away from me &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;"  oh, me and jiayee run tgt thn alicia, huiting and sinying walking behind lol thn whn we walking, alicia and huiting was running to us thn jiayee tot me to run o.o thn i was like blurblur, thn i look bac thn i know lol thn whn they stop running le, we also stop haha thn we walkwalkwalk and saw regine and her fren o.o we was like overtaking them whn they were walking and talking:3  Thn we all keep overtaking each other. Thn got 3 half naked guy overtaked us! Thn we was like laughing like crazy, they run pretty fast o.o haha whn we reached at the finished line, we go drink 100plus lol and the taste is awful! They mixed it with water -.- so disgusting but that time too thirsty, dun bother to care haha(: And we was like standing under the hot sun without shelter and those ppl giving out prizes de, all got sheltered so they wun feel warm at all lo! They was like taking their time without noticing us-.- Thn royce keep complaining  HAHA FINALLY  it ended:P thn i took my bag that contains 4phones including mine and my bag is overloaded with things haha kay lah. Dun want write le -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-5128433798943566679?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5128433798943566679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/02/haloo-me-back-lol-b-oh-me-and-jiayee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5128433798943566679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5128433798943566679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/02/haloo-me-back-lol-b-oh-me-and-jiayee.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6312724334717664393</id><published>2010-01-03T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T03:05:20.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S0Bt-FeiY6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/5JIOpT2YLB4/s1600-h/31122009_040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S0Bt-FeiY6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/5JIOpT2YLB4/s320/31122009_040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422454864743654306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S0BsuPjKMvI/AAAAAAAAAWk/AYG0EePaG7U/s1600-h/31122009_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S0BsuPjKMvI/AAAAAAAAAWk/AYG0EePaG7U/s320/31122009_015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422453493057860338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S0BstsAWyFI/AAAAAAAAAWc/x46RgR2WjDg/s1600-h/31122009_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S0BstsAWyFI/AAAAAAAAAWc/x46RgR2WjDg/s320/31122009_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422453483516643410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S0BruqZm9LI/AAAAAAAAAWU/GZVTfUoYET8/s1600-h/30122009_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S0BruqZm9LI/AAAAAAAAAWU/GZVTfUoYET8/s320/30122009_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422452400753931442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hihi:D  OKAYOKAY! finally blogged. :x  awhh lol saw my hamster? so FAT right? On thurs went to bugis de arcade play haha but thn huiting wanna go home take money so go her house awhile lo. But i ate a cup noodles :) lol after that went bac to bugis and play till 7pm ba. Thn go plaza sing de lan outside slack. We took some neoprints also thn slack till 9pm ba. Thn we took the mrt. But we took to habourfront thn sit to potong pasir cos saw someone we dun wanna see de so get out of the mrt thn wait for another one but thn we go down at serangoon and wait for another train lol and that time was like 10plus so sit another train go home lo :) but sad case, under my block de void deck i saw a lot of gangster with tatoo and most sad is two of them is my fren haishh saw them i faster zao home lol  OHYA!!! jus few more hours till school reopen, misery gonna start!!!! CRIES. kay, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S0BrudpBffI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Kzo11n_jkJw/s1600-h/02012010_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S0BrudpBffI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Kzo11n_jkJw/s320/02012010_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422452397328924146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-6312724334717664393?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6312724334717664393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6312724334717664393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6312724334717664393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/S0Bt-FeiY6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/5JIOpT2YLB4/s72-c/31122009_040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6235031290052310017</id><published>2009-12-05T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T08:02:47.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking cheebye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SxqD6nFmRwI/AAAAAAAAAWE/STziTu3XuAU/s1600-h/04122009_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SxqD6nFmRwI/AAAAAAAAAWE/STziTu3XuAU/s320/04122009_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411782945187186434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hihi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, bac to posting.&lt;br /&gt;haha, went to watch twilight on thurs, ITS AWESOME :D With aishah and huiting. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Aishah so funny, she dun understand wad the story talking since she did'nt watch twilight. ^^ heh. Erm.. 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Quite fun o.o   I want find job luh. Two things good about having a job, 1st: Kill time ! (:  2nd: WUN waste money and can save up money!  ^^ YAY! So hope can find job lorh. Haha&lt;br /&gt;kay la, nehmind. Nth much bye! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-5325573905294960985?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5325573905294960985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/11/hihi-gonna-post-little-only-ytd-went.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5325573905294960985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5325573905294960985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/11/hihi-gonna-post-little-only-ytd-went.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-3178755256393098536</id><published>2009-11-07T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T07:34:55.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SvVvzDtDK0I/AAAAAAAAAUM/XVZSEQWOFlQ/s1600-h/DSC06213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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(:&lt;br /&gt;Got different time taken de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;hi :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; erm.. kay, on mon, went out with Ali, huiting and Siying(:   Quite enjoyed that day. Woke up at dunno wad time, thn bathed and prepare. After that, all decided wher to meet le, thn i bus-ed to compass and went to LRT platform ther wait for huiting. But while waiting very long, saw ali came out from a train. Thn talk to her, thn realise she going out with us. So while waiting for huiting, we chatted. Huiting reached compass le, thn we went to level 1. Searching for Siying, thn went to MRT ther. Yeah, we went vivo thn play at ther. Thn we wanna take neoprints, so huiting sugguested to go Suntec city ther de arcade. We played much games, thn Siying dun want take ma. So become ali and me take only lorh.  After that, thn went home lorh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dunno tues la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;dunno about wed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;kaye, thurs went out la. Went to punggol find ppl(:  go with ali la, haha. Was rather fun. Saw one old grandmother at the staircase ther. Very scary, wearing white. o.o&lt;br /&gt;Thn after finding that person, ali went home. Thn i went to find huiting yeah. Bus-ed 86 to her house ther de bus stop. Raining that time, i also slip and fall cos running lol. At first i go wrong building -.-  And whole shoe wet le, thn reached her building!!!!! After that, went to her block and storey. That time she in toilet dunno doing wad, preparing?? o.o I press the door bell, the maid dunno who leh. lol Thn whn she open the door she saw me.Thn she opened the door let me in, so funny sia. She tell me go shock her, haha. I was laughing like crazy and playing with her dog. But he cant hear my voice &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;不能说的秘密 		&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; but the video load sibei long ! So we dun bother to wait la, so went down to the machine ther slack till 9+pm. Thn bus-ed 86 home(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;REACHED fri !  Kayyye, wake up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5185970278128090469-3178755256393098536?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3178755256393098536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/11/pictures-not-according-okaye-got.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3178755256393098536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3178755256393098536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/11/pictures-not-according-okaye-got.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SvVvzDtDK0I/AAAAAAAAAUM/XVZSEQWOFlQ/s72-c/DSC06213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-3565226267446229677</id><published>2009-10-24T10:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T10:19:25.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to posting ! (: Night time sia. Eye lids so heavy, want slp liao. Btw, wanna say horh. My results is like....... ULTRA lan? -.-&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if im gonna be promoted to sec 2 anot. My brain benben de, so cant blame me :B&lt;br /&gt;haha, hope i can promote to sec2 la. Benot i'll be super disappointed in myself de.. &gt;_&lt; Today went out with mother and auntie, actually i wanna go out jus wanna buy things and cage for my hamham (: Hope he would hav a better place to stay in la. But in the end, brought bag, 2 slippers and clothes c: HAHAHA ! ANDAND, i dunno why horh, everytime i wanna see darren thn i is like forever cant saw dao him, but whn i stop thinking of it. He keep on popping out of everywhere. Keep saw dao him de, and today. Jiejie also saw him thn tell me he cycling with YuJie, hoho. I actually wanna msg him de, but i thinkthink, hmmmm better dun disturb him la (: Me be goodgood ppl. Dun disturb ppl, i so good thn everyone in this world ! haha, jkjk. Relax:] kay la, no pic post cos the phone wire dun fly wher liao, cant put in com, so cant post pics lorh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, end chat . bye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-3565226267446229677?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3565226267446229677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/10/hihi-d-back-to-posting-night-time-sia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3565226267446229677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3565226267446229677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/10/hihi-d-back-to-posting-night-time-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-8909116293043151580</id><published>2009-10-10T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T05:08:29.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi :D&lt;br /&gt;Here to post. So bored leh, haish.&lt;br /&gt;Ytd de english exam was diff sia, scared i fail ):  I didn't study at all. I've forgotten how to write letter writing -.-   Scared i write de format wrong sia. T~T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So from ytd onwards, i decided to force myself into study mood( not REALLY can) ! Today afternoon, was studying for chinese a little( the letter writing format). Thn really can't concentrate, so bac to watch tv. LOL &lt;br /&gt;Erm, nth much more to post. Cos its exam time now, not gonna post much. Scared ltr got addicted to com dun want study again. ): &lt;br /&gt;I really hope i wun fail.  Kay, gonna go out with frens to study and slack a little and sometimes study a little at home (:&lt;br /&gt;Kay, nth to post le. Bye (:&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/5185970278128090469-8909116293043151580?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8909116293043151580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/10/hihi-d-here-to-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8909116293043151580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8909116293043151580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/10/hihi-d-here-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-4201815773424669636</id><published>2009-10-07T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T08:40:36.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KAY!  about today (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School, same as normal weekdays, yeah. After school, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;alicia&lt;/span&gt; and me wanna go rivervale mall buy the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'bomb'&lt;/span&gt; . But i got a lot of books ma, so me and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;alicia&lt;/span&gt; sit taxi to my house. Thn i put my books thn off we go to rivervale mall. We bought the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'bomb'&lt;/span&gt; thn smth happen( very funny de), whn we walk away from the stationary store, i open one packet thn i nvr slowslow open it ma, thn a lot of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'bomb'&lt;/span&gt; drop out thn i scare tio leh. Cos a lot drop under my leg thn scared ltr very pain&gt;&lt; style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'bomb'&lt;/span&gt;. We throw it at ants, dustbin, pigoens. Thn after playing, we walk bac to rivervale mall, otw at to the traffic, we throw one to the road thn quite many ppl looking at us. HAHA (: We reach ther le, buy another packet for bring to school de(: Buy hao le, we want buy water ma, thn go 7/11 buy mineral water. Thn whn i walk pass one place (7/11 de). Got one sound say 'welcome' ( thn dunno wad liao). Thn &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;alicia&lt;/span&gt; heard dao ma, thn we play with the thing. :]   Thn after the playing, we bring the water to the counter thn the cashier BLURBLUR arh ! Cos me and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;alicia&lt;/span&gt; not pay tgt de ma. But &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ali&lt;/span&gt; go put at the counter thn run infront of me. Thn i paying ma, thn i see how much, and it was like $5.30?! Got so ex meh? Thn whn i take the plastic bag search wad i buy thn &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ali&lt;/span&gt; saw two bottles of mineral water, thn say i help &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; pay arh? LOL. Thn i was like 'wad?' thn the counter de ppl heard thn say ' huh?' very scared like that. xD Thn we say nthnth and go out, hahas. Thn &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ali&lt;/span&gt; give me $1 for the water &gt;w&lt; style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ali&lt;/span&gt; can sit that two bus only thn &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; wanna go up. But i tell &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; wait for another bus la, thn &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; okayokay lorh. ^v^  Thn we chatchatchat, very fast, another bus 88 come thn i dun want let &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; go up ma. So i tell &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; wait for bus 82, thn so unlucky, bus 82 behind bus 88 -.- Thn let &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; sit lorh, thn say bye liao i walk home ( cos nearnear me housey &gt;w&lt;) . It was a fun morning and afternoon(: But at night, i started to have cough thn my voice change -.- Hais, jus quite bad things keep happening, making me now quite &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;moody&lt;/span&gt;.. Kay la, nth to say le. &lt;br /&gt;BYE, luv ya all lots. &lt;3&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/5185970278128090469-4201815773424669636?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4201815773424669636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/10/kay-about-today-school-same-as-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/4201815773424669636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/4201815773424669636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/10/kay-about-today-school-same-as-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-8778979870079599427</id><published>2009-10-07T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T07:57:15.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsykOTKLj1I/AAAAAAAAASo/_J86tO7QlG0/s1600-h/DSC05915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsykOTKLj1I/AAAAAAAAASo/_J86tO7QlG0/s320/DSC05915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389863419623739218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hihi ^^&lt;br /&gt;CONTINUE FROM MY STORY(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;bus-ed 27 home. Thn go home changed thn go find huiting at her block there. Thn go to rivervale mall tgt. We go there buy candles and fireworks ( cos we celebrating mooncake festival). But candles dun have ma, so we went to fairprice buy birthday candles to play. hahas The stupid candles so ex ==  Its cos o.75cents to buy 12 candles  -.- Buy hao le horh, we went to kfc to eat but i didn't finish cos very full liao. And going no time le:] After eating, went to one badminton court ( near rivervale mall) there START OUR FESTIVAL! xD  WEEEE~ On lighter, take candles AND blink, candles being light up and placed in the form of a heart shaped(: (nicenice) Thn playplayplay, I SAW ELTON GOH ! ^^  Unfortunately, he didn't saw me! stupidstupid. Thn about 9plus, went home.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;END OF STORY, yipeee ! 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LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay, today went out ALRIGHT?!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Today at recess wrote the reflection  paper! sian la. Thn have to write that &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;shit &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;name on MY reflection paper, ccb la. _l_&lt;br /&gt;Thn nth much to say about in school o.o Jus about whn at the end of lesson(PC), MANGO and Mr wong came in. Thn forget the PC lesson talk wad, nvr listen. After 15mins like that, MANGO called me and royce but i nvr heard. Royce went to find her but i sit ther talking with jiejie, thn he shout my name. -.-  Thn i went there lorh, i went there le, she scold ask me about the library story books. Thn ask who nvr hand in, thn after MANGO scolded the ppl nvr bring book de. Go on scolding me!! Wtf did i do? say i didn't tell her who nvr hand in. Say everyday must remind her and those ppl. Nvr hand in de, she think they will listen to me meh?! Thn say i everyday must remind her also. Think i memory very good arh -.-   FORGET IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ater last period, stayed bac to wait for cuiting, huiting and ping qi cos Mr wong want them stay bac for awhile o.o And after the stay bac. Kailing, pingqi, huiting, cuiting and me walk out of school together. Thn pingqi and kailing go their way bac home. Thn me, huiting and cuiting went to take bus 3 to tampines( LONG TRIP). hahas&lt;br /&gt;Thn reach there le, ( watching movie) rushed up to lvl5 cos gonna late for the movie. Bought tickets le, buy popcorns and drinks. (: &lt;br /&gt;Thn immediately went in. We seat at 1 row 3seats only. Quite fun la :D  After that, movie starts(not many ppl), me and huiting putted out school bag at the front seat (:  Movie show: Meatballs .&lt;br /&gt;After movie, bus-ed 27 home.   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;AIYA !  I GO SLP LIAO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED TMR. BYE (:&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/5185970278128090469-3615334449453986755?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3615334449453986755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/10/hihi-d-here-to-possssst-about-today-joy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3615334449453986755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3615334449453986755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/10/hihi-d-here-to-possssst-about-today-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-2228066461676709470</id><published>2009-10-05T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T08:32:12.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoPLR_XLAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/95JmWXPdzcg/s1600-h/DSC05878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoPLR_XLAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/95JmWXPdzcg/s320/DSC05878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389136590584359938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoOGfol8TI/AAAAAAAAAQw/nGukPPEQW48/s1600-h/DSC05846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoOGfol8TI/AAAAAAAAAQw/nGukPPEQW48/s320/DSC05846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389135408835981618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoOFzfYZXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Fb-aY_cIerw/s1600-h/DSC05784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoOFzfYZXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Fb-aY_cIerw/s320/DSC05784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389135396986185074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoNspTC4fI/AAAAAAAAAQY/2gcvWnsRd0s/s1600-h/DSC05622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoNspTC4fI/AAAAAAAAAQY/2gcvWnsRd0s/s320/DSC05622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389134964753359346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoNXW7jo-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wK6j8zTqsq4/s1600-h/DSC05459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoNXW7jo-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wK6j8zTqsq4/s320/DSC05459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389134599045751778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoNW_lagdI/AAAAAAAAAQI/opNf5pqjJxg/s1600-h/DSC05892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoNW_lagdI/AAAAAAAAAQI/opNf5pqjJxg/s320/DSC05892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389134592778863058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihi  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here to show you my daily life. HAHAS ( not exactly daily :P )&lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dunno on wad date and wad time, i cried for something so badly that next my two eyes got swollen, some of my classmates should know that if they notice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2 oct forgotten do wad, so dun bother knowing :]&lt;br /&gt;tyvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;3 and 4 oct ( sat and sun), really nth to say about. Jus slack at home for rest -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;5 oct, that means TODAY !!!!~~~~ Today is quite goood, yeah. Went to school as usual, thn went walking around the school( 2nd floor). After that, 8+ lesson start. And thn first period maths thn mr arman say that today will be the last day seeing him teaching us. ( sad isn't it? He's a great, kind and fun teacher, cos he gives off sweets sometimes :B ) Thn english, hmm, nth much. Recess arh...... Ohya, recess i didn't go, jus stay at class room. Me,huiting,cuiting,ping qi,kai ling,jia yee,colleen and sin ying were in the classroom helping huiting,cuiting and pingqi do duty. o.o But thn 5mins ltr, jia yee and colleen go out liao. Thn kai ling wanna go buy things eat ma. But we play prank on her, lock up the door and dun let her out. But whn we open le, she SHOUTED me -.- Thn shout and walk away.. After that we lock up the door again, swept the floor and play. But whn recess was about to end in 10mins like that. Kai ling went to tell &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MANGO&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; everything about us. Thn &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MANGO &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;scolded us. And glare at me( like eyes popping out like that -.- ), thn say you cant shout at the classroom or near classroom or wadeva. Thn say 'gwendoline, you understand?' Thn my mind thinking, whn did i even SHOUT in the classroom or near the classroom -.- Ccb siol, ya la, ya la. Everything i wrong la, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ROTTEN MANGO GO DIE LA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Thn after recess&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; HER&lt;/span&gt; art lesson -.-  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Thn &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHE &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;scolded isti and kah heng. Thn the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;SAI &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;go take his water bottle at there complaint his water bottle inside got stapler bullet. WTF, thn &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MANGO&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; scold us. Thn want us to stay bac!!!!! Thn OKAY lorh... After school le hor, do finish her art work, thn go find her, ask if we( those stayed bac in classroom during recess) need to stay for anot, with sin ying go ask. Thn she say we need to do a reflection form, thn she go staff room take the reflection form. So we went bac class to wait for the paper, but in the end, she went in our class, scoldscoldscold. Thn we ask for the reflection form, she forgotten to bring in to give us thn tell us tmr thn do! ( thn mus stay bac again lorh) Kay la, thn after school, went home, bathed and changed thn went out with huiting to changi airport there eat instant noodles, hahas. That time we 6.30pm thn sit bus 27 to the dunno wad stop. Thn went to rivervale mall, bought 2 bubbletea, 1 for me, 1 for sis. Thn she went to meet her mother, i went to sit bus 86 to my stop. Thn walk to geneve's house cos 86 never go her house -.- But it was quite fun :D Whn i reached there, we played candles and firework(: And we damaged the 'clean' floor using &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;MARKERS&lt;/span&gt; ! :P  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But not enough candles ma, so me and geneve walk to my house thn take some candles plus the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;MARKERS &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;i've said earlier. Thn went bac to geneve's house below play candles AND the lamest thing for our age, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;LANTERNS &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;! xD  HEHE&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures to show how to 'damage' the floor and lots of wax, hahas.&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;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoMjRC7EfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/e9-7ECWFW9k/s1600-h/DSC05890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoMjRC7EfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/e9-7ECWFW9k/s320/DSC05890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389133704112837106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoMNM3-KFI/AAAAAAAAAPw/T0P9rqN8DKw/s1600-h/DSC05889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5185970278128090469-2228066461676709470?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2228066461676709470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/10/hihi-here-to-show-you-my-daily-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/2228066461676709470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/2228066461676709470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/10/hihi-here-to-show-you-my-daily-life.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SsoPLR_XLAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/95JmWXPdzcg/s72-c/DSC05878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6877710234507583103</id><published>2009-09-19T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T06:05:57.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SrTP5_3J0iI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/K4kI8LNlBsI/s1600-h/DSC05616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SrTP5_3J0iI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/K4kI8LNlBsI/s320/DSC05616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383156049916842530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehe, hihi(:&lt;br /&gt;Here to post pic only.&lt;br /&gt;Nth much more to say, bleah.&lt;br /&gt;BYE~~~~ hoho .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SrTP5e_7eAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/y2rYLnrABx4/s1600-h/DSC05613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SrTP5e_7eAI/AAAAAAAAAPI/y2rYLnrABx4/s320/DSC05613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383156041095280642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SrTP5CAJYOI/AAAAAAAAAPA/GVO1OsUsdMY/s1600-h/DSC05608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SrTP5CAJYOI/AAAAAAAAAPA/GVO1OsUsdMY/s320/DSC05608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383156033311564002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SrTK-sU4xYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KByDqY2_DJE/s1600-h/DSC05607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SrTK-sU4xYI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KByDqY2_DJE/s320/DSC05607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383150633014052226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SrTK-EuZ-pI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gBMYCSdEbV4/s1600-h/DSC05601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SrTK-EuZ-pI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gBMYCSdEbV4/s320/DSC05601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383150622383667858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SrTIPQGCOsI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jti8EZyXY3g/s1600-h/DSC05598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SrTIPQGCOsI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jti8EZyXY3g/s320/DSC05598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383147618958457538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-6877710234507583103?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6877710234507583103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/09/hehe-hihi-here-to-post-pic-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6877710234507583103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6877710234507583103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/09/hehe-hihi-here-to-post-pic-only.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SrTP5_3J0iI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/K4kI8LNlBsI/s72-c/DSC05616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-3504289637181867638</id><published>2009-09-12T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T09:04:52.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>er.. hi? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK i bac to blogging only. No mood to use com liao, also dunno why. Feel bored ba?&lt;br /&gt; Haish, nth to post leh ! Kay, dunno why this few days keep feel like eating. Im getting real fat! &lt;br /&gt;Aiyeah, i dun want eat so much le la. CONTROL my self a bit o.o &lt;br /&gt;hehe, plus becos of the swimming thingy, make me sunburn !  Cries. &lt;br /&gt;I become so black -.-&lt;br /&gt;Never really did my hw. =x&lt;br /&gt;okayokay, nth to say le :)&lt;br /&gt;Bye ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-3504289637181867638?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3504289637181867638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/09/er.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3504289637181867638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3504289637181867638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/09/er.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6677173906839595723</id><published>2009-07-11T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T09:52:17.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SljDIm_7CsI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Mtp3xhze3Wg/s1600-h/P11-07-09_22.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SljDIm_7CsI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Mtp3xhze3Wg/s320/P11-07-09_22.27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357246309432232642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SljDIUH1MZI/AAAAAAAAAN4/aubM9zasuPU/s1600-h/P11-07-09_22.15%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SljDIUH1MZI/AAAAAAAAAN4/aubM9zasuPU/s320/P11-07-09_22.15%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357246304365130130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SljDBgpIFSI/AAAAAAAAANw/D5cARj13Qqs/s1600-h/P11-07-09_22.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SljDBgpIFSI/AAAAAAAAANw/D5cARj13Qqs/s320/P11-07-09_22.04.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357246187466921250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SljDBTq9arI/AAAAAAAAANo/Qh0f3KjD3T4/s1600-h/P11-07-09_22.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SljDBTq9arI/AAAAAAAAANo/Qh0f3KjD3T4/s320/P11-07-09_22.03.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357246183984949938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihi (:&lt;br /&gt;Actually dun really wanna post de but bi tell me post jiu see see first tn decided to post? lol&lt;br /&gt;K . dunno whn gonna be my nex post, so take care and misses :D    (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-6677173906839595723?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6677173906839595723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/07/hihi-actually-dun-really-wanna-post-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6677173906839595723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6677173906839595723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/07/hihi-actually-dun-really-wanna-post-de.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SljDIm_7CsI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Mtp3xhze3Wg/s72-c/P11-07-09_22.27.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-1128438732859054411</id><published>2009-06-26T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:14:39.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SkUAsqyLcUI/AAAAAAAAAL8/g2peFOA-pHo/s1600-h/P230609_16.06%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SkUAOPVZ3RI/AAAAAAAAAK8/df1VLsFt-50/s320/DSC04946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351683976834178322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SkUAN-z82TI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9gQ0otZ_vYs/s1600-h/DSC04944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SkUAN-z82TI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9gQ0otZ_vYs/s320/DSC04944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351683972398897458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihi ^^ &lt;br /&gt;Some was taken today, some taken last time (:&lt;br /&gt;Hais, i so ugly sia ):&lt;br /&gt;SAD !&lt;br /&gt;Jus post this pics for sweet sweet love! :]&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Today went out with Jiaxin thn 7.05pm went to geneve's house ther play batminton, I WIN !!! =D&lt;br /&gt;YAY !&lt;br /&gt;Go slp liao bye ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-1128438732859054411?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1128438732859054411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hihi-some-was-taken-today-some-taken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1128438732859054411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1128438732859054411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hihi-some-was-taken-today-some-taken.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SkUAsqyLcUI/AAAAAAAAAL8/g2peFOA-pHo/s72-c/P230609_16.06%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-8912653156309712814</id><published>2009-06-25T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T10:10:10.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6989;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6989;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;1. Real name: Gwen chua&lt;br /&gt;2. Nickname: gwen&lt;br /&gt;3. Star sign: Sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;4. Male or Female: Female !&lt;br /&gt;5.Primary school: Nan Chiau Pri&lt;br /&gt;6. Secondary school: Greendale sec&lt;br /&gt;7. Jc/Poly: None !&lt;br /&gt;8. Hair Colour: black and light brown&lt;br /&gt;9. Long or short: Long .&lt;br /&gt;10. Loud or Quiet: eh, quiet if you don't know me i guess.&lt;br /&gt;11. Sweats or Jeans: Jeans.&lt;br /&gt;12. Phone or Camera: phone :D&lt;br /&gt;13. Health Freak: considered.&lt;br /&gt;14. Drink or Smoke: nope.&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you have a crush on someone: oh yes.hahah.&lt;br /&gt;16. Eat or drink: Drink&lt;br /&gt;17. Piercings: zero&lt;br /&gt;18. Tattoos: zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Been in an airplane: yup.&lt;br /&gt;20 Been in a relationship: yup.&lt;br /&gt;21.Been in a car accident: nope.&lt;br /&gt;22. Been in a fist fight: nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Firsts;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. First piercing: never had one.&lt;br /&gt;24. First best friend: GeneveGoh&lt;br /&gt;25. First award : I dunno eh .&lt;br /&gt;26. First crush: : hmm, pri 5 or 6 ba .&lt;br /&gt;27. First vacation: I'll nvr tell you, unless ur my fren .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lasts;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Last person you talked to: GeneveGoh on the phone .&lt;br /&gt;29. Last person you texted to: Dardar .&lt;br /&gt;30. Last person(s) you watched a movie with: CholeLim( Younger thn me by 2yrs old)&lt;br /&gt;32. Last food you ate: Fried rice?&lt;br /&gt;33. Last movie you watched: Transformers&lt;br /&gt;34. Last song you listen to: 寂寞光年 - 刘力杨&lt;br /&gt;35. Last thing you bought: Candies (:&lt;br /&gt;36. Last person you hugged: hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Favourites;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Food: Not sure cos quite many =x&lt;br /&gt;38. Drinks: Milo dinosaur? =3&lt;br /&gt;39. Clothing: a tee and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;40. Books: Twilight series .&lt;br /&gt;41. Song: it changes all the time.&lt;br /&gt;42. Flower: hm, never thought of that, roses?&lt;br /&gt;43. Colour: Black,White, Purple .&lt;br /&gt;44. Movies: Funny, just laughable&lt;br /&gt;45. Phrase: dunno eh .&lt;br /&gt;46. Subject: Eww ?  Not even one !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You ever done before;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Kissed in the snow: nope.&lt;br /&gt;48. Celebrated Halloween: YES !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you evers;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Had your heart broken: uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;50. Went over the minutes in your cellphone: yup.&lt;br /&gt;51. Someone questioned your sexually orientation: Of cos, no .&lt;br /&gt;52. Come out of the closet: hahah, yes, when i play hide-and-seek, its my secret hideout! :D&lt;br /&gt;53. Gotten pregnant: nope.&lt;br /&gt;54. Had an abortion: nope.&lt;br /&gt;55. Done something that you've regretted: yeah, there's one.(thinks back.)&lt;br /&gt;56. Broke a promise: yes.X: and i'm sorry for it.OO:&lt;br /&gt;57. Hide a secret: yup.&lt;br /&gt;58. Pretended to be happy: Always .&lt;br /&gt;59. Met someone who changes your life: yup. :D&lt;br /&gt;60. Pretended to be sick: hahah, yes, when i didn't want to go for tuition.XD&lt;br /&gt;61. Left the country: nopes&lt;br /&gt;62. Tried something you normally wouldn't try and like it: yups, kimchi !&lt;br /&gt;63. Cried over the silliest thing: uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;64. Ran a mile: yeah .&lt;br /&gt;65. Went to the beach with your best friend(s): er, last yr ba .&lt;br /&gt;67. Eating: nope.&lt;br /&gt;68. Drinking: plain water.&lt;br /&gt;69. I'm about to: go to watch tv after this.&lt;br /&gt;70. Listening to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;zhui shou xi mo sheng ren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6989;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6989;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;71. Plans for tomorrow: go for a run?&lt;br /&gt;72. Waiting for: Tmr .&lt;br /&gt;73. Want kids: yup.&lt;br /&gt;74. Want to get married: yup.&lt;br /&gt;75. Careers in mind: nth .&lt;br /&gt;76. Which is better than girl/boy: girls of course! :D&lt;br /&gt;77. Lips or eyes: Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;78. Shorter or taller: eh? 165cm will do, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;79. Romantic or spontaneous: eh. idk.&lt;br /&gt;80. Nice stomach or nice arms: which one i want? i want both! :D&lt;br /&gt;81. Sensitive or loud: sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;82. Hook-up or relationship: relationship.&lt;br /&gt;83. Trouble-maker or hesistant: hesistant.&lt;br /&gt;84. Lost glasses/contacts: nope.&lt;br /&gt;85. Ran away from home: nope.&lt;br /&gt;86. Killed somebody: o.o noo!&lt;br /&gt;87. Broken someone's heart: NO LA, only someone broken my heart .&lt;br /&gt;88. Been arrested: nope.&lt;br /&gt;89. Cried when someone's die: probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you believe in;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Yourself: A little .&lt;br /&gt;91. Miracles: yup.&lt;br /&gt;92. Love at first sight: yes.&lt;br /&gt;93. Heaven: sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;94. Santa Claus: hah, shopping malls' santa claus, yes.&lt;br /&gt;95. Sex on the first date: no.&lt;br /&gt;96. Kiss on the first date: mayb?&lt;br /&gt;97. Is there one person you wishes to be with now: yeah.&lt;br /&gt;98. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life: yup! ♥&lt;br /&gt;100.This is the 100th question and last question :&lt;br /&gt;This isn't even a question. Now tag 3 person to do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Jiaxin, Yilin jiejie and LASTLY, Li Shan . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5185970278128090469-8912653156309712814?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8912653156309712814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8912653156309712814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8912653156309712814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-3499274027412780662</id><published>2009-06-22T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:22:55.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SkBgwZ2GaYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/chTzrmnMzwg/s1600-h/DSC04903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SkBawY6c7RI/AAAAAAAAAJk/TaN4Hlp8HE0/s320/amdm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350376144683986194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;&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;hihi ^^&lt;br /&gt;K, tats ugly me !&lt;br /&gt;Mayb today gonna take more pics? &lt;br /&gt;So boring la !!!&lt;br /&gt;Ytd went to bedok south de salon ther, keep play!&lt;br /&gt;Thn went to play swing?&lt;br /&gt;Thn i left my magazine at ther, cant read liao ):&lt;br /&gt;SOB !&lt;br /&gt;K, jus post this pics cos my dar wan me to post de .&lt;br /&gt;My nail broke thn bleed lorh ==&lt;br /&gt;Stupid la, very pain leh ):&lt;br /&gt;Still two of them leh .&lt;br /&gt;Ltr i thn post more pics, see can anot first la, hahas &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-3499274027412780662?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3499274027412780662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3499274027412780662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3499274027412780662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SkBgwZ2GaYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/chTzrmnMzwg/s72-c/DSC04903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6695781474117607377</id><published>2009-06-21T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:46:05.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So boring worh =P&lt;br /&gt;I gotta tell you this ! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I love LimShuWei and i dun wish him to leave me ):&lt;br /&gt;I love him and that'll LAST ! So he cant leave me eh !&lt;br /&gt;Love love him  ! Always and forever will love him ~! &lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE him ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hug him tight, i wanna kiss him !&lt;br /&gt;My body is aching for his touch =x&lt;br /&gt;My lip wanna touch his lip !&lt;br /&gt;Wan him jiu dui le !&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/5185970278128090469-6695781474117607377?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6695781474117607377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hihi-so-boring-worh-p-i-gotta-tell-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6695781474117607377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6695781474117607377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hihi-so-boring-worh-p-i-gotta-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-5474226457794477214</id><published>2009-06-20T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T20:57:25.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sjz-eEXPC0I/AAAAAAAAAJU/VVQMyt-NdZM/s1600-h/t%C3%B3ot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sjz-eEXPC0I/AAAAAAAAAJU/VVQMyt-NdZM/s320/t%C3%B3ot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349430249930033986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sjz-d87kFKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/5UNLEZVne4E/s1600-h/totoj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sjz-d87kFKI/AAAAAAAAAJM/5UNLEZVne4E/s320/totoj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349430247934923938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihi ^^&lt;br /&gt;This is me !&lt;br /&gt;Ugly, ugly me (:&lt;br /&gt;But not insult me !&lt;br /&gt;Agree, agreee, im toot :]&lt;br /&gt;I make this two pics until veryy..... complicated =P&lt;br /&gt;Dun blame me, hehe&lt;br /&gt;If got more pics, i'll upload, mmkay? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually not gonna post de larh but i promise my sweeet love that i'll post more pics (:&lt;br /&gt;I so guai horh? =D&lt;br /&gt;Too love him liao, has to be a good girl to him ! =P&lt;br /&gt;Mus be VERY guai ! If not how i be dar dar de good girl (;&lt;br /&gt;Love him! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Misss him so damn much !&lt;br /&gt;I keep having this weird feeling but i cant tell u wad is it, i cried everyday jus for that weird feeling in me D:&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are watery and eyes red red liao . Im feeling ... scared of losing smth VERY very important to me .. Its starting to ripe my heart open and it hurts a lot and i was feeling blood are gushing out .&lt;br /&gt;I cry and cry and cry all day long but does it helps? Nobody is caring, that weird feeling in me jus wun stop even if i cry all my tears out rite? ):&lt;br /&gt;It hurts badly . Now my heart feels like its dying, i felt that it is empty .&lt;br /&gt;Should stop it already, feelings just doesn't end (:&lt;br /&gt;Dumb and silly me =x&lt;br /&gt;Will always be loving you ! Love limshuwei :)&lt;br /&gt;He's sweet !&lt;br /&gt;Love him with lots of heart ! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now talking with Geneve, hahas .&lt;br /&gt;Gonna talk to her till her sis come bac or mayb she'll ton with me, hehes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Love LimShuWei Forever !&lt;br /&gt;Will nvr forget to post it everytime i post anything to my blog de =D&lt;br /&gt;Love my sweet sweeet love forever and ever and ever and ever !  Want him to be with me ALWAYS AND FOREVER !&lt;br /&gt;I'lll love him, need him in my life (:&lt;br /&gt;Loves ! &lt;3&lt;br /&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/5185970278128090469-5474226457794477214?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5474226457794477214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hihi-this-is-me-ugly-ugly-me-but-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5474226457794477214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5474226457794477214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hihi-this-is-me-ugly-ugly-me-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sjz-eEXPC0I/AAAAAAAAAJU/VVQMyt-NdZM/s72-c/t%C3%B3ot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-2707931637341436926</id><published>2009-06-19T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:50:59.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sjxi-A_AgpI/AAAAAAAAAIA/MRkzyHTQz5I/s1600-h/meee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sjxi-A_AgpI/AAAAAAAAAIA/MRkzyHTQz5I/s320/meee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349259274964992658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sjxi99CyUTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/g47lvi_Cns8/s1600-h/footprints.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sjxi99CyUTI/AAAAAAAAAH4/g47lvi_Cns8/s320/footprints.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349259273907097906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihi (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K larh . On the 18th, went out NAHBEH (JiaXin) .&lt;br /&gt;Thn we took pics? o.o&lt;br /&gt;hahas .&lt;br /&gt;The footprints were mine and hers =P ( Nvr really step well, idiot me! The ground was like, freaking HOT? Burn my leg liao ==  So cant blame me=P , admit it, its cute ! )&lt;br /&gt;CUTE?!! xD&lt;br /&gt;Noe i ugly =.=&lt;br /&gt;As she say she wanna keep as memory? o.o LOL&lt;br /&gt;Hais .. I so ugly !  Nex time take , dun take so close liao ! Fck ! Hate myself (:&lt;br /&gt;( should not smile like that, im SERIOUSLY crazy)&lt;br /&gt;This is all i get, lol&lt;br /&gt;Nex time i take again? ==&lt;br /&gt;Noe my blog is boring =DDD&lt;br /&gt;Jus thx for those who are viewing :]&lt;br /&gt;K .. Tonight will post more one more?   &lt;( This is wad i promise my sweet love)&lt;br /&gt;Plus, see the bottle ther the fingernail? Lol . Long worh &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;But like it (:&lt;br /&gt;Nvr cut my nails larh ! Love long nails, dun like short fingernails de me ! (:&lt;br /&gt;If got more pics, i'll post .&lt;br /&gt;Nth liao :]&lt;br /&gt;Bye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I love LimShuWei forever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I will nvr leave him .&lt;br /&gt;Im getting more greedy liao larh !  Dun blame me ma ! I dun even want to leave him a split second ! He's mine, forever and ever mine ! Love him and it'll nvr change (:&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/5185970278128090469-2707931637341436926?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2707931637341436926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hihi-k-larh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/2707931637341436926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/2707931637341436926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hihi-k-larh.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sjxi-A_AgpI/AAAAAAAAAIA/MRkzyHTQz5I/s72-c/meee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-2578079869983935753</id><published>2009-06-19T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T07:52:59.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i dun wanna talk about today !  =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;Im jus gonna tell WAD HAPPEN AT NIGHT !!!  &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BLOODY LIKE LimShuWei liao !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Talk with my sweet love, its obvious?&lt;br /&gt;He's jus so CUTE, tat i wan to hug and kiss him MORE AND MORE liao larh !&lt;br /&gt;Love him so much la !!!!!!!!! Cant describe by words ! I'll giv him my heart lorh .. He keep calling me toot and idiot, i WUN mind at all cos he IS my love one ! I wun mind my love one scold me that cos i love him and wun leave him . He's so dear to me sia !!!! Can't bare to loss him! Plus, jus now, he said smth that make me shy and make me kinda scared =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my sweet sweet love ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Love him ! Always will, my love love love  ! LimShuWei is my so called drug thats so addicted to me!  Love you, baby boy (LimShuWei) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5185970278128090469-2578079869983935753?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2578079869983935753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hihi-today-i-dun-wanna-talk-about-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/2578079869983935753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/2578079869983935753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hihi-today-i-dun-wanna-talk-about-today.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-5580507553108302022</id><published>2009-06-18T05:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:09:36.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Halo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went out to slack with JiaXin (:&lt;br /&gt;Having LOTS of fun ! Went to VivoCity thn went to the top level play water &gt;&lt; The water was warm =x&lt;br /&gt;Went gonna go bac in the mall, got a group of guys sitting at one corner thn whn JiaXin and me walk pass them, they say excuse me but i ignore them LOL&lt;br /&gt;Thn JiaXin heard =x &lt;br /&gt;Jus saw too many gangsters otw to VivoCity and otw bac to CP ! &lt;br /&gt;Hahas, we were like siao kia !  Keep taking pic here and ther .. Even though i dun like taking pics, also mus hav some pics to hav some SWEET memory (:&lt;br /&gt;Luvs &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;AND ! Wanna tell u smth strange =x&lt;br /&gt;A lot of ppl say i scold bad words very funny and dunno y hor, SOOOOO many ppl call me idiot! Cos whn im young, i was a guai kia and dumb c:&lt;br /&gt;Now, im not as guai or good liao . Still, im always very good to ppl i LOVE !&lt;br /&gt;Hais, mus accept the fact that im dumb D:&lt;br /&gt;But my loves one call me dumb or idiot i also wun mind, cos their someone tat i treasure the most (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love LimShuWei, he's mine, only belongs to me . Im noe im greedy =x&lt;br /&gt;But dun blame me, cos i jus love him too much to share him with others .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-5580507553108302022?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5580507553108302022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/halo-today-went-out-to-slack-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5580507553108302022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5580507553108302022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/halo-today-went-out-to-slack-with.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-1169053588810730680</id><published>2009-06-07T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T09:19:12.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I really dun understand .. Am i really that irritating,really that hateful that you wanted to avoid? All i did was chatting with you,caring for you and loving you . Why can't u do exactly the same thing as i do? I've gave you time, isn't it enough? Or did you have another girl ? I really regret about leaving you .. Now, all i wanted was to see you, was to feel your love once more . If you give me the chance, i'll prove to you, that i'll cherish every single second . Why don't you give me the chance?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I tried my very best jus to make you love me back . Yet, it didn't success .. Do you stop loving me already? You give me your hp num, yet when i sms you, you ignore . What does this suppose to mean? Make me worry for you more and more? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Your jus like a drug that i can never quit to have it . Without you, i'll prefer death than not having you .  Could that represent how important are u to me? Do you understand how much i need you? =:c &lt;br /&gt;Red teardrops just keep rolling down my heart, whenever im thinking of you ....  I need you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For real, do you need me in your life?&lt;br /&gt;For me, I need you, always do, from the first moment i've been with you, i've already knew that my life belongs to you and without you, i can't live on .&lt;br /&gt;Please don't throw me aside, i need you to lead me through my life . Only you can .&lt;br /&gt;I WANT your care and YOUR love . &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;That's all i need ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you  :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5185970278128090469-1169053588810730680?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1169053588810730680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-really-dun-understand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1169053588810730680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1169053588810730680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-really-dun-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-3985462852420352739</id><published>2009-06-02T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:27:16.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiies ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like im starting to love KaiJie . Dunno y sio o.o   Hmm .. My heart is confused dunno wad to do . Hais &lt;br /&gt;AND HOR! tmr still got dentist ! Still got choir ! GRRRR !Fck larh &lt;br /&gt;Hate it . ): &lt;br /&gt;Wads the make up session for?! Nth one wad . Also not many ppl go -.-"  KNN ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW someone say i BHB orh .. LOLS &lt;br /&gt;Cos i say i care for him, not good meh . Thn he say i BHB .. HAHAHAS ! &lt;br /&gt;Nth to say le larh ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS here.&lt;br /&gt;buaiisxz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-3985462852420352739?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3985462852420352739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hiies-i-feel-like-im-starting-to-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3985462852420352739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3985462852420352739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hiies-i-feel-like-im-starting-to-love.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-3434420058948934844</id><published>2009-06-01T21:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:14:16.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiies ^^ &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So boring worh ! Sian day =.="&lt;br /&gt;Cant go out, still leh? Tmr got dentist and choir !!!!!!! HATE choir larh .&lt;br /&gt;Dunno y i join choir in the first place . June holiday i 3 days mus go bac leh!! Tmd de lorh . 3rd june is make up session. Sux rite?! Should hav joined softball rather thn choir -.-"  Make me puke . AHHHH! hate it larn ! Dunno y i got make up session lorh! I like 1 time nvr go only leh ! Fck larh . 1 day nvr go only, will die isit? Giv a DAMN make up session, thn cant go out with frens on that day !!!!! !&amp;@#%~@#%&amp;!^!$%@&lt;br /&gt;GRRR! Vomit bleed sio ): &lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out with frens leh D:&lt;br /&gt;Dun wanna go choir, WAD KIND OF MAKE UP SESSION IS THAT?!!!! SO LITTLE PPL GO NIA! THN I GO, ALL IS SENIOR LEH! KNS! -.-"  &lt;br /&gt;I wanna quit choir . Sec 2 i try to change :DDDD  &lt;br /&gt;Cant thn i try my best see if can survive through another few yrs anot lorh . Keep sing sing sing nia marh . Also not in SYF, go for wad ? Learn wad shit? =.=" Also forget about everything ltr wad . Make me feel like dying sio! ):&lt;br /&gt;For heavensaken larh . Save me god TT_TT  I dun wanna die at such young age .. Studies alrdy make me wanna die le lorh, now CCA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wan make me die immediately lorh =.=" Hate myself larh . Y my life sux so much? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS here .&lt;br /&gt;buaiisxz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-3434420058948934844?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3434420058948934844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hiies-33-so-boring-worh-sian-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3434420058948934844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3434420058948934844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hiies-33-so-boring-worh-sian-day.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-1653743868170943866</id><published>2009-06-01T04:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T04:44:48.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SiO_KvpeSVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/U9fWeFegh8I/s1600-h/DSC04637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SiO_KvpeSVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/U9fWeFegh8I/s320/DSC04637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342323774301555026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SiO_KXyl98I/AAAAAAAAAHo/MjrBSJ_g5eY/s1600-h/gmgm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SiO_KXyl98I/AAAAAAAAAHo/MjrBSJ_g5eY/s320/gmgm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342323767897356226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SiO_KATgrpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/37CCLJVN7Fc/s1600-h/Ah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SiO_KATgrpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/37CCLJVN7Fc/s320/Ah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342323761592970898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hii ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! im bac (:&lt;br /&gt;AND june holiday has arrived ! WOOOHOOOO!  LOVES !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-1653743868170943866?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1653743868170943866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hii-yay-im-bac-and-june-holiday-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1653743868170943866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1653743868170943866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/06/hii-yay-im-bac-and-june-holiday-has.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SiO_KvpeSVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/U9fWeFegh8I/s72-c/DSC04637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-7151828132608654796</id><published>2009-05-30T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:52:13.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiies ^^ &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not tio rejected larh . Only that he dunno, still i not yet ask him .. Even if he dun wan to be with me, its alright . He may still be loving another girl but i dun mind larh . Mayb i zi zuo duo qing xP &lt;br /&gt;Hmm ..Really thinking about him so much !  =x  &lt;br /&gt;1 week nvr talk to him le leh T-T &lt;br /&gt;SAD larh !!!  I wanna see him, wanna talk with him . Hais . So sian leh ):&lt;br /&gt;Ltr going out -.-" &lt;br /&gt;I wanna stay at home sio . Thn can play com barh xP   hehes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nth to say lerh . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS here .&lt;br /&gt;buaiisxz - V hand! &gt;w&lt;  -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-7151828132608654796?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7151828132608654796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-w.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/7151828132608654796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/7151828132608654796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-w.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-5209081174043061620</id><published>2009-05-30T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T09:13:20.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiies ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cry le larh ):&lt;br /&gt;Wher are u, my dear? Y nvr use ur 6th sense to see if im on9 anot . So that u can on9 and chat wif me ! I miss u lots, more than you'll ever think ):  Really miss u a bunch lots !!! Do u miss me? Do u love me? Do u think of me? This three questions jus keep popping out whenever im thinking of u . Miss u so much that im going insane! Pls let me be by ur side . I wanna take care of u if ur sick, I wanna be with u whenever ur sad, i wan u to share ur pain with me, i wan me and only me to be in ur mind, i wan to be the one ya thinking each and every minute . Whn can i start to be the only one that ur thinking everyday .. Whn can i be the one that u'll love?  Im in need of u .. Is ur heart gonna be mine ? Is ur love only for me? Will it be possible? Will there be a dream come true? Really do hope so . I wan to go bac to the past, wher thers u and me living happily tgt .. Having u by my side, im feeling very blessed but ever since u left me, my heart is screaming and crying for u yet i dunno . Till now i realise, i've been missing u ever since the first day i stopped talking with u . Loving u, im having no regrets . (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS here.&lt;br /&gt;buaiisxz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-5209081174043061620?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5209081174043061620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-3-cry-le-larh-wher-are-u-my-dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5209081174043061620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5209081174043061620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-3-cry-le-larh-wher-are-u-my-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6107967694695353749</id><published>2009-05-29T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T08:37:50.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiies ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Today noe a new fren called kaijie ^^ &lt;br /&gt;Introduced by Nicolette (:   He quite good x)&lt;br /&gt;He's older thn me xDDD  Maybe gonna enjoy chatting with him? Maybe not? But today is the first day i noe him larh . And i very long thn reply him lorh, very PS sio!&lt;br /&gt;ER!! Talk bout wad happen today !&lt;br /&gt;Today horx .. Is cleaning day(x &lt;br /&gt;Haish lorh, no recess for today thn cant hav my sweet sweet rest . Aiya ! My index no is even marh so I gotta go to Angklung room to clean .. But the teacher not yet come marh, so Mdm goh tell us to clean the classroom with the odd no de first. The tables are fcking DIRTY! Sooooo many dirt arh ! I clean until my piece of rack BLACK BLACK lorh ! Clean until very xin ku .. After i clean my table le, the teacher(gonna bring us to angklung room de) come in our class and asked for the even nums to come out of the class . Whn go down, SiJie and i was assigned to clean the whiteboard and drawers barh . The whiteboard still ok larh .. Whn we finish cleaning the whiteboard, went to clean the rack =D &lt;br /&gt;BUT .. whn we go bac, the worse thing happen =.=" The drawers was like 500yrs nvr clean like that, ya noe?!!!!  I clean until i wanna die ):&lt;br /&gt;I clean for like few seconds only rite?! Guess wad? The rack already become SUPER black -.-&lt;br /&gt;Clean finish le horx, went bac to class (:&lt;br /&gt;Jus standing outside the classroom and thinking of someone(u noe who?) xP&lt;br /&gt;And thn Mr Chen come with wet t-shirt thn he say he went to shower . hahahahaha! But pants and shoes not wet, so i say 'If u shower thn should be ur pants and shoes whole thing wet wad' thn they all laugh lols .  &lt;br /&gt;After that leh, went to hall ! Shocking sio !!!!!! The results about sec1 to sec4 SHOCKED tio me leh !&lt;br /&gt;After that leh, got to go bac to class jus becos gonna take hw for sci -.-" &lt;br /&gt;So diff lorh! zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;After school horx .. Went home larh .&lt;br /&gt;Thn went to AMK with Nicolette ..  Ther nth to shop de, so boring lorh &lt;br /&gt;Thn after that leh, went to YCK =.=" &lt;br /&gt;Took the bus UNTIL so long lorh . Thn we tot we lost the way leh thn very scared how to go bac home . hahas &lt;br /&gt;Went to find K1 and it's a salon WOW ! Ther a lot of shuai ge orh (x hehes .&lt;br /&gt;Found le hor, whn to take bus 163 bac to CP ^^&lt;br /&gt;Thn wait for bus, and thn go rest a while thn jiu on9 .. Thn i was like nth to do marh . Was thinking if i should do finish the hw anot haha ! xDDDD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tats all for today (:&lt;br /&gt;Buaiisxz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-6107967694695353749?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6107967694695353749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-hmm_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6107967694695353749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6107967694695353749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-hmm_29.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-1719931853048685286</id><published>2009-05-28T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T06:07:03.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiies ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm . Today quite boring ._.&lt;br /&gt;Today .. Was having PC lesson the first period and dun really hav fun o.o I bring a book that title quite digusting larh . Thn one of fren keep passing around, THN still, that LEE KAH HENG go ask for the book, thn she giv him lorh -.-"  Thn he say so loud until whole class noe worh !!!! Thn the teacher tell them to keep the book, cos the teacher tot the book is theirs ( -.-" ).  Thn  i was like ' WHAT THE?! '  but the boys dun understand SIMPLE english, they go open the book and read . Thn the teacher go take book, was about to take away larh . Thn they scream say is my book ......  My expression was like zzz &lt;br /&gt;The dumb teacher walk towards me, thn read the title, SUDDENLY horx .. The boys say ' she so young read this leh' Or wadeva larh, was about like that larh . The dumb teacher say ' its ok .. U'll nid to understand all these whn u grow up wad ' (think so)..  K . Skip about PC lesson, whn 9+ like that, whn to hall, otw to hall, saw elton thn my fren all push me to him, thn i shock tio .. I almost touch his touch -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Thn i walk away, thn SUDDENLY horx . Two FREAKS come pushing me lehx .. I that time still face red red marh =x Thn nvr really care, after that i bac to normal, i was like GOING INSANE ! ( btw im not in the hall yet, went to toilet wif Nicolette, cos she wanna go ) .  Whn im in the hall, my fren(jia yee) beside me larh, thn she ask me jus now got 2 girls push me marh, thn i say ' how u noe?! '  .  So she tell me is I act cute or the guy i almost touch tio his hand de mayb she like him thn she bu shuang go push me . Thn i say ' WTF ?! ' Was scolding those FREAKS like mad  ! So fcking angry larh . K .. Dun talk about those two FREAKS, they only makes my blood boils -.-" SO! Having this 7 habits thingy larh . SO damn boring, still group us in numbers lorh .. Thn i say ' HUH? Y?! Walao! '  ... Thn mus stand up do actions -.-"  Whn he going through the habits thingy, was chatting wif jia yee and Gabriel . Tat gabriel keep calling me -.- Say wad gwendoline, gwen ,xiao gwen -.-" Keep call, call, call .Thn whn i answer him leh . He ask 'who's that girl?', 'Wher's MeiYue ?'  =.="  Skip alright? ^^ &lt;br /&gt;Whn leaving hall that time, i tell gabriel giv me his hat, thn he so good or mayb guai giv me his hat &gt;w&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;Thn leaving le marh, thn of cos giv him bac .. Benot go to recess wif his hat meh?  xP&lt;br /&gt;After recess, whn bac to class .. Thn many girls go sit around my table, until i no place to sit . So i go sit at Jiayee's table lorh .  Whn teacher come also nvr change bac seats ^^ &lt;br /&gt;But after quite a few minutes, changed bac (:&lt;br /&gt;Thn was going through the 7 habits and wad hw to do -.-"  &lt;br /&gt;Thn school over le lorh . Thn wtf lorh .. Still got choir ):&lt;br /&gt;So went to PP wif Zanth and her fren . Thn whn reach ther, went to cheers ^^ After awhile, saw my choir senior and a choir member(sec 1) . Thn went to 4th floor sit and talk lorh . Thn 1.30pm go bac to school, hav choir . The choir was jus singing and debrief BUT one sad thing is that .. Our instructor Mr Tay is leaving us ):&lt;br /&gt;SO sad ! Y Greendale secondary school only a new school, yet SOOOO many teachers are leaving us in such a hurry and now even instructor?! DOTZ .  &lt;br /&gt;Hmm . Choir end at 4.30pm, thn going to compasspoint with Rachel and cheryl( both choir seniors) to slack . Thn sit bus 83 ^^ On bus, saw Geraldine(also choir senior) thn she ask me to sit wif her thn ok lorh . (: &lt;br /&gt;But after awhile, a few sec4 guys board on the bus too . Thn they sit behind also, beside me nia .. Hais . One of the guy I rmb helping him to find one sec1 guy out, cos the sec4 guy dunno who's the sec1 de and which class he's in marh .. And i noe so i tell him lorh ^^ &lt;br /&gt;Whn we reach CP, went to Mac (:&lt;br /&gt;I buy sundae ice- cream xP  So nice . After eating, went to shop shop and thn cheryl's bf come and meet her thn they went home lorh . So me and rachel walk home tgt since we stay quite near =DD&lt;br /&gt;Whn reach home, first thing on com .. Hahas  &lt;br /&gt;But now thn start blogging xDD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna say that i STILL miss my HL milk &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I wanna chat wif him, wanna stead wif him, wanna be by his side . &lt;br /&gt;Love him &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS here . &lt;br /&gt;buaiisxz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-1719931853048685286?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1719931853048685286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-hmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1719931853048685286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1719931853048685286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-995439463967241751</id><published>2009-05-27T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:53:30.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiies &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing HL a lot ):&lt;br /&gt;Hes so kind and so sweet . Jus wad i wan .. I love him lots .   I cant lose him by this time . Not now . His important to me, he's my life . Dun ever take him away from me .. U wun understand the feeling in me, the hurt in me if u take him away from me, cos ....Ur not me . Nobody will ever understand, only me,myself understands . I really miss him . Everyday in my mind, was only him . Yet, i cant reach for him, even though his near . I wan him by my side, always be ther for me . All i need is him ..&lt;br /&gt;In the past, i was hurt yet nobody cares .. Cos nobody loves me . Dragging guy to be in my life, may be my biggest mistake of all . But im thinking that, at least i have some happy times with them ..  I really don't understand y i cant be with a guy foreva with happiness . Maybe love doesn't come my way . Mayb my life dun involves happiness and caring at all .. &lt;br /&gt;k.. i dun talk crap le (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss u HL ! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;And love u HL ! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;And wanna be bac with u again ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be your honey AGAIN ! &lt;3   &lt;br /&gt;Im serious for those words i say . Im confirmed that ther are no lies at all .. Love u (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still .. &lt;br /&gt;Don't judge me becos perfection only comes with death .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS here .&lt;br /&gt;buaiisxz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-995439463967241751?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/995439463967241751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-3-missing-hl-lot-hes-so-kind-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/995439463967241751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/995439463967241751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-3-missing-hl-lot-hes-so-kind-and.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-8382359813252517662</id><published>2009-05-26T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T07:30:26.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm .. so boring worh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna go M.I.A   sio !&lt;br /&gt;nvm ............&lt;br /&gt;STILL my face very itchy !   SOBS !!! MY face ! Already very worse le leh ):  Still bite my face ! WAHHHHHH ! =x&lt;br /&gt;hehes . nvm larh . Think of HL i forget everything ^^&lt;br /&gt;hehes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovelove . I miss HL a lot worh ):&lt;br /&gt;Nvr talk to him for MANY days le . *crys*&lt;br /&gt;Im so deeply in love with him again . HAIS ! But dunno he love me marh .&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be naggy so that my naughtyHL will pay his hp bill and sms me ! He's making me to miss him more each and EVERY second !  NOT days leh .. is second ! I MISS HIM !  ):&lt;br /&gt;I wan him to say ' i love you '  to me !!!!! hmmph . But is that possible? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRANT MY WISH!!!!!! ): &lt;br /&gt;GRANT MY WISH!!!!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;GRANT MY WISH!!!!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;GRANT MY WISH!!!!!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish is that ... I wan HL to be with me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if its impossible, i will still be wishing for u to be by my side .   I love you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱你一辈子，一至留在你的身边，爱着你，希望你也会爱回我 。我对你的爱是真实的，一定会对你一片中心的 。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱你&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt; ♥  我爱你一辈子 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;　　永远爱着你　&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;　　　永远不会离开你的身边，每天每夜都想念着你　&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;我爱你 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥  我爱你一辈子 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;　　永远爱着你　&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;　永远不会离开你的身边，每天每夜都想念着你　&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;我爱你 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥　我爱你一辈子　&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;　永远爱着你　&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;　永远不会离开你的身边，每天每夜都想念着你　&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;我爱你 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥　我爱你一辈子　&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥　永远爱着你　&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥　永远不会离开你的身边，每天每夜都想念着你&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱死你了。我以经为你而疯狂了　。  I love u, HL &lt;33&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-8382359813252517662?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8382359813252517662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8382359813252517662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8382359813252517662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-7557903989375360253</id><published>2009-05-26T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T05:32:37.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 25/5/09 )&lt;br /&gt;CONTINUE !  Whn we walk into T3, it was like SO COLD !   brrr .  Forget to bring jacket larh !hais.&lt;br /&gt;First place we go is cheers ^^ "   We went to eat maggie mee AGAIN !  WOOOO !  lol&lt;br /&gt;After eating horx, went to buy choco milk, the 'GO' brand de . (X   SO nice worh !&lt;br /&gt;Thn quickly go find skytrain to T2 . Inside was like ... PUI !  So smelly larh ! But still hold on larh.. hahas .  Whn reach T2, walking out that time, i was telling Nicolette about my dear dear HL &lt;3&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; '     LOLS !  So ps lorh . I was feeling so guilty that i giv him the wrong answer ):   Wish he wun miss his plane if he is gonna board any. Haix .  Thn whn we sit to the last stop tat is Hougang mall  (X &lt;br /&gt;Whn ther to buy snacks, forget to say, not i wanna buy so many snacks, is that candyempire nth i wanna bring to school xP&lt;br /&gt;I brought mashmellow xDDD hehes .&lt;br /&gt;Thn went to sit MRT to  compasspoint thn we go sit bus ^^&lt;br /&gt;I sit bus 80 , she sit bus 119 orh .. Tats y still can chat whn waiting for bus to come.. hahas .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END for 25/5/09   (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning of 26/5/09 &gt;w&lt;&gt;w&lt; ( and i love him with my whole life if he's willing to do the same xP   )&lt;br /&gt;The best of all guy !   =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS here.&lt;br /&gt;buaiisxz .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-7557903989375360253?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7557903989375360253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-25509-continue-whn-we-walk-into.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/7557903989375360253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/7557903989375360253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-25509-continue-whn-we-walk-into.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6012496437106230217</id><published>2009-05-25T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T04:32:50.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiies &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH !   =.="&lt;br /&gt;who is the ' .. ' ?? Im serious ! Who are u? Wth are u? DOTZ !&lt;br /&gt;and .... Who is the councellor ?! I noe u? T_T " What i done wrong ?  zzz&lt;br /&gt;Are u in my life? Do i noe u?  That ' .. ' , ur not in my life isit? U dun even noe my age, y are u still saying me?  HAIS !  Wad i do arh ? aiyo .  Plss tell me who are u ..  I beg u ! WAH!! Cry le larh . Who are u???????&lt;br /&gt;????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;?????????????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;??????????????????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIS ! Mus tell me who are u alright?&lt;br /&gt;NEX TOPIC !!@#$!@#$%!@#$%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to changi airport again ^^ "    So lucky sio ! Second time sit, again got seats for us (X&lt;br /&gt;BLEH ! And hor . I buy latte drink from SweetTalk thn on bus, i drink until wanna vomit lorh ! So digusting . Otw to changi(bus 27) , saw two ITE de student .. They actually not sit behind us one leh .. Thn whn the two ppl behind us left hor, the ITE student whn to sit behind us . LOLS ! Thn me and nicolette jus keep laughing and chatting lorh ... And for some moments jus staring out the window, thinking of HL and caught one of the ITE student staring at me -.-"  SCARY !&lt;br /&gt;Thn jus keep looking out the window, act like nth happen xP&lt;br /&gt;Whn reach T3 , jus walk in hor ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzz ...&lt;br /&gt;GONNA CONTINUE NEX TIME =.= "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTTA GO SLP HAIS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-6012496437106230217?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6012496437106230217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-3-gosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6012496437106230217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6012496437106230217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-3-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-597730593078128626</id><published>2009-05-24T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T04:05:49.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dun nid ur sry .. Cos ur sry dun mean anything . Dun hav a single meaning to me .. I dun care anymore . &lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is wad god wan me to be in . This is like a game, I will continue playing but this time, i noe the rules of playing this game . I will not put in any feelings in it . Tats not gonna happen alright?  Mayb gonna hang out more with the ppl from 1A3 .. Since tats my beginning and mayb my end?  My beginning is that, whn i first came into 1A2 .. I dun hav a single fren . All my frens that joined greendale too are not in the same class as me . And i always went to 1A3 to go home with them, to talk wif them .. But in the middle, i started knowing quite many ppl from 1A2, so i hang out lesser with my old frens . Jus wanna go bac to pri6 .. And wishing wad jus happen will not ever happen . Its jus too late, wasn't it? I should've retain bac at pri6 -.-"   So that i nvr hav to suffer, or mayb not to say until so worse .. Go to other sec school .  I jus cry too much for this yr . Last yr, i only cried for 3-4 times but now ....... I cried for more thn 10 times . Its so sickening . It jus sucks. Hate my world, hate my world too, join me?   ._.&lt;br /&gt;Becos i'll agree with u too . My world is jus so fck up tht everyoe hates .. Even me, myself cant stand it anymore .  Even i dun hav faith in myself, no faith in my life anymore . Jus gonna be a emo kia ! xP&lt;br /&gt;Nothing matters to me now . Not a single thing could hurt my feeling anymore . ( hope so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buaiisx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-597730593078128626?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/597730593078128626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dun-nid-ur-sry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/597730593078128626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/597730593078128626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dun-nid-ur-sry.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-3215483227759307184</id><published>2009-05-24T03:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T03:42:54.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hiies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im jus using my craziness to cover my sadness . Was wishing that my sadness not ever to leak out and show everyone . I dun wan anyone's pity . I HATE PEOPLE THAT LIE TO ME ! I knew that she's jus lying to me, but if she noe that im really hurt .. Y does she still hav to lie to me? am i unreasonable? AM I ?! I REALLY WANT TO ASK U ! I feel like our frenship is getting further by each day . Y do u hav to lie to me ?  One by one, jus hurting me, do u all think that its fun? The first time is that boi.. NOW, even u is lying to me .. Y? I still did talk to u, i still did went out with u and hav fun tgt .. Isn't that rite? Its only that im changing to the another me . Tat don't change anything rite?  Fooling me around is that really fun?  The hole in my heart is getting deeper and deeper . First is THAT DAMN boi now, my sista ... Thn who's going to be the next ? Jus feel like starting  EVERYTHING afresh . How i wish, i was not in greendale sec in the very FIRST place . Not to meet u, not to know him .. But that's impossible to change . Think gonna change school whn sec 2 barh .  Thn whn the time comes, i could really hav a brand new start . A new life, with no mistakes .  Hoping that the day will come soon . Really hoping for that day to arrive .. God, pls help me, help me find my way ..  I jus couldn't believe that she lied to me . Y life is so unfair?!  I wanna kill myself and hoping nvr to noe u AGAIN ! Im crying each and everyday for him . Yet ur spending ur time chatting wif him happily?  Wish i dun die becos of sadness . Im already half changing into emo .  Not gonna believe in anyone , no longer will that happen ever again, whn im fully bac to the past emo .    &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus hate hows life going on right now . I wanna change it, really do wish so .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS here .  * emo *&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-3215483227759307184?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3215483227759307184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-im-jus-using-my-craziness-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3215483227759307184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3215483227759307184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies-im-jus-using-my-craziness-to.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-5226839950471840131</id><published>2009-05-22T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:00:22.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihi :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HongLee is 17 yrs old orh &lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;Hais . Think shuwei jus using me for wanting bac Nicolette alright?  -.-&lt;br /&gt;I love HongLee(HL) SO MUCHY ! ツ&lt;br /&gt;Now talking wif HongLee &lt;33   BLEH! Lovelove . I wanna taste love once more boi .. Allow? LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;HongLee sec 5 orh &lt;3 Same as me NA ! Luvs ^^   Hehes . I totally forget wads his age . Cos last few yrs i NVR EVEN TALKED to him for like dunno how many YRS le barh .. And plus i hav SUPER bad memory at rmbing things . hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Im crazy -.-"    Mayb gonna go Changi wif Nicolette on mon  bah .. Weekends i cant make it one larh! Confirm de leh! Weekends For me is COMPUTER DAYY ! hahas ! Im sot xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb i will forget about shuwei since he dun wan my waitings for him . Mayb its jus a game for him.. Jus thinking that im a toy huh?! Wadeva le larh . Dun care lerh .. He nvr even care for me, always say still love Nicolette -.-"  WTF larh, everytime whn i see he send me this kind of words. Aiya . wan me change u?! Like ya giving chances to change u ????! -.- Lame sio ! I could change u, the prob is horx . U dun even giv me a damn CHANCE! U fcking understand?!! Go on and like or love ANYONE in this world !  I dun wanna care anymore .  Zzz&lt;br /&gt;Play my feelings arh? Wanna make me emo forever?! Wanna make me to cry for u till 4eva?! Want me to miss u a lot arh?! If u can, jus try !  Cos if im sad again, im not gonna shed a single tear for u man ! &gt;(wad i think about myself) Really think i change le worh !! Last time i dun even scold ppl even if im hurt . lols&lt;br /&gt;im the worse xP&lt;br /&gt;Aiya .. I tell u horx .  ONE SIMPLE THING!&lt;br /&gt;If u LOVE me, i'll surely LOVE u bac ... HATE me thn too bad lorh, gonna HATE u bac too alright? ;D&lt;br /&gt;k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS here ! BOOO!&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes &lt;3333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-5226839950471840131?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5226839950471840131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hihi-p-k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5226839950471840131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5226839950471840131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hihi-p-k.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-5759597054759243470</id><published>2009-05-22T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:42:24.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND!  Who the heck is the ' .. ' arh?!  I love my maple dar a lot cant isit?! U bu shuang arh? Dun act like u noe anything! Stupid freak .  &lt;&lt;  Sry for those words im scolding alright?  I dunno who are u .. I may noe u, may not noe u . I dun even noe ok?!&lt;br /&gt;But im jus really angry tat u say only maple bf wad . ! MAPLE  BF ALSO PPL WAD! I love him lots cant arh ? I miss him really really miss him, ur matter isit?! I dun care who the heck are u .. But stop saying that alright?!&lt;br /&gt;K! i dun care that freak liao . x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss him so much .. Tat my heart is breaking . HAIX! sad larh !  I dunno wad happen sia! I can talk to my maple dar bravely . Last time, i dun even hav the guts to talk to him ..Was really scared that i would break wif him cos hes so sweet to me, so dear to me . Jus dun wanna lose him jus becos of smth i said causing everything to fall apart .. They dunno how i feel . They may think that its easy to say smth out and chat like usual . But i dun think tats possible for me, if its in the past .  I will truly love someone and treat someone well this time . Not ever hurting anyone, will try not letting them thinking that im boring that they wanna break or wadsoever . Jus missing of him too much that whn im alone, im always thinking of the past happy memories and you . Only u .. You may not be able to see wad i say since u dun even noe my blog . I was afraid that after u see my blog u would think im lame . hais .. Jus too scared . I really wan u to see this but its impossible for me to giv u whn my heart isn't calming down .  Today went to sit punggol bus bac home with geneve,venius(think is like that spell ba) and shiying .. When we went up the bus, i sit alone and jus looking out of the bus, jus staring out but my mind was all about u . I dun hav the feeling to talk to them cos i was thinking of u all the time from PP till the bus stop . hais ... Y cant i get my mind off u whn our relationship already ended so long ago .  Its jus a history now .. I wanna start all afresh . Giv me a chance ?  I'll try not to be that boring and keep ur life jus as before . ):&lt;br /&gt;If its impossible to go bac, thn i'll jus keep that part of the memory with me till forever . - emo-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS here.&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes &lt;/3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-5759597054759243470?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5759597054759243470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-and-and-and-who-heck-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5759597054759243470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5759597054759243470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-and-and-and-who-heck-is.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-3398580028101420656</id><published>2009-05-21T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T07:55:46.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>START MISSING HIM AGAIN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihi (:&lt;br /&gt;hais .. Y do i still hav this weird feeling in me whnhe had already given up on me? Wad am i suppose to do?  I really do love him ... He makes me worry about him everyday, jus wanna ask wads his doing, who's hes with,do he still love me?   ):&lt;br /&gt;He jus makes me worry sick about him . Jus feel like dying, already starts to suffer pain .  My heart jus feels like a many needles was trying to pierce through my heart .........&lt;br /&gt;Jus hate this feeling so much ):&lt;br /&gt;I love him .. yet he don't . After all i've gave in, so this is wad i will get in return . I should hav not know u in the first place ... His face jus keep on appearing on my mind every single sec . I was jus hoping that it rains so that i can cry in the rain without anyone knowing, without anyone noticing ):&lt;br /&gt;Really feel like giving up, but i jus cant do it ... Knowing u was really the biggest mistake i've ever make . Now that im hurt, still i cant forget about u .... U may love other girl deeply, wad i gav up on, do u really cant feel it? I was really hurt . My heart is wounded . Jus feels like giving up life . But i cant .. Every single second, my mind jus hav the appearance of ur face popping out of nowher . Whn tat happens, i jus wanna hit my head and jus wanna knock myself out . So that i wun be crying infront of my classmates or fren or even family ... I dun wan them to worry for me! Still i love you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW NOW NOW! I miss my first dar ):         I regret ever breaking up wif him . He treats me well, treats me the BEST OF ALL ! Yet i dun understand love at that time ...  So i dun really care about love that time . But now i understand and im hurt by another guy . Now thn i noe that ur the best dar i've got in my WHOLE LIFE! I jus miss u too much . I regret not sharing my feelings to u ... Not treating u the love of my life like how u treated me as the best . Feels that life doesn't mean a thing to me anymore . I've lost jus too many things jus becos of me caring too much for smth or ignore too much about smth  . Mayb ignoring and caring too much jus make everything goes bad to worse .. So i decided not to care too much and not to ignore so much . So jus come bac by my side . I need u badly ...  Really really in need of u .. U may not understand how much i really need u . But if u get bac wif me, i will treat u well ):   I jus wan u be bac by my side to protect me, to care for me, to love me . Pls .... Wher is ur love for me? Im gonna find it out . So read this and understand me???&lt;br /&gt;Really plss .. Understand me?  And love me again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS here .&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes &lt;/3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-3398580028101420656?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3398580028101420656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/start-missing-him-again-hihi-hais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3398580028101420656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3398580028101420656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/start-missing-him-again-hihi-hais.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-7468193310040276044</id><published>2009-05-20T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T09:08:14.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/ShPqgj-gSwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r-_khjfFyJM/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/ShPqgj-gSwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r-_khjfFyJM/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337867828498287362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/ShPqR0w4V2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/46jzwTgzrc4/s1600-h/ooooo+goodboi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/ShPqR0w4V2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/46jzwTgzrc4/s320/ooooo+goodboi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337867575306508130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihi ツ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks so sweeeet rite? &lt;3 dunno y i break wif him worh .. Jus feel like breaking with him is my BIGGEST mistake ever . Cos hes jus so sweet to me, so dear to me . Feel like my love is only for him . SINCE HE TREAT ME SOOOOO SWEEET ! x)   Love him !  Thers no reason that i wun love him for my whole life &lt;3 He's the best GUY i've met in my world ^^  爱死你了，在这世界里，你是我最喜爱的人了。 希望你也是一样哦!  Forever will be here for u .. Love u till forever &lt;3 ツ  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first ever dar orh &lt;3&gt;&gt;  我爱你一生一世生生世世 (52013143344) orh  &lt;33333ツ&lt;br /&gt;lovelove ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND hope my Yilin jiejie get well soon :D&lt;br /&gt;Gonna june holiday le dun sick k??   GET HAPPY AND HYPER ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS here!&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-7468193310040276044?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7468193310040276044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hihi-gotta-let-u-see-how-my-first-dar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/7468193310040276044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/7468193310040276044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hihi-gotta-let-u-see-how-my-first-dar.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/ShPqgj-gSwI/AAAAAAAAAGs/r-_khjfFyJM/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-1403491754360672227</id><published>2009-05-19T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T05:27:18.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAVING FUN, STILL MISSING HIM .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiies &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to changi airport today !  Thn took quite many pics ther but all not nice ;P&lt;br /&gt;Thn huiting and me went to play the seesaw or wad larh (dunno wad its called)  .. Play until going pigu gonna kai hua ! Pain sia !!!!!  D:  BUT also fun hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Thn we went terminal 3,1 thn 2 (:  LOLS. We at terminal 3 de cheers ther eat cup noodles, thn i scared the water touch tio me marh ..  Thn huiting help me pour the water . She also scared, so we put the cup at the table horx . Press one time thn move away until full haha .    After eating, went to find the skytrain .. Thn got skytrain to terminal 1 and 2 but we decided to sit the skytrain to terminal 2  (:   Jus went to play around . (sry, i too lazy to say everything out ) . K, went we was about to go home, we went to play the wad seesaw again thn we go minitoons, i buy two love keychains  :DD&lt;br /&gt;AND one hand at phone de.. !&lt;br /&gt;After that went to take some pics again . =x&lt;br /&gt;Thn went to take bus 27 .&lt;br /&gt;Went the bus come, i take out my wallet ma.. Thn i think i drop the hang on mobile de tie !!!! That tie cost $2.95  LEH!!! CB lorh ):&lt;br /&gt;HAIX ~  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus wanna say that..... I still misses him very much . I wish he could come bac to me .&lt;br /&gt; I dunno if its possible, but i was jus wishing and hoping so that he'll come bac to me, be by my side to protect me ...  I love you .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDS here .&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-1403491754360672227?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1403491754360672227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/having-fun-still-missing-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1403491754360672227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1403491754360672227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/having-fun-still-missing-him.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-8077853873360982153</id><published>2009-05-18T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:40:12.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GONNA MISS YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe u love Nicolette all the way .. Thn y u wanna say that u hav a crush on me? Y u wanna say that u love me? Y u still wan me to wait for ur return, wait for ur love for me? I was jus wondering.. If i wait for ur return, wad if u dun ever come bac to me? Wad if im jus wasting my precious time jus to wait for smth tats not coming bac to me?? If u dun let me wait for u too long, i will wait . As long as i still the heart to be by ur side, to love u, i will keep on waiting for u to come bac to my side.&lt;br /&gt;This is all i wanted . If u wanna be stuck in time, i'll still by ur side no matter if u wanna stay ther forever or not, but i hav limits ....  If i really think that its impossible for u to be bac with me, i'll giv up on u . I'll giv u extra happiness if ur bac with me ... I'll giv u wad the old gwen wun be able to giv u to make u love her . I will if u dun let me wait too long . My heart will still be awaiting for u ..... So dun let my heart giv up on u too ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ends ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-8077853873360982153?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8077853873360982153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/gonna-miss-you-i-noe-u-love-nicolette.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8077853873360982153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8077853873360982153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/gonna-miss-you-i-noe-u-love-nicolette.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-48421885925787516</id><published>2009-05-18T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:08:51.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/ShHyvENFj2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/nSRZU3B4FVY/s1600-h/P18-05-09_20.32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/ShHyvENFj2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/nSRZU3B4FVY/s320/P18-05-09_20.32.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337313923807154018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;K .. This is me &lt;333 Loves :D&lt;br /&gt;Im still wearing the ring .. Cos im starting to miss him . Even if he means nth to me .. Jus gonna take some memories wif me . If its possible . It will hurt me during the journey, but i still misses him lots..&lt;br /&gt;Y would he break wif me whn he says he still love me?? I jus dun understand ... He wants me to change him but yet he doesn't giv me one single chance to even get to change him yet, he pushed me aside . Im so confused . But nvm nvm  ..... Haix. Since he dun wan my love, thn im jus gonna giv it all to my frens, till someone truly DOES treasure me, DOES love me &lt;33 &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;K.... Brought this two rings at chamelon ! WHOO!  Quite like it worh . I hav one more extra ring actually intended on giving it to my ex-bf .. But since he break wif me, y do i bother even giving it to him? His nth to me now . Haix ..... Jus becos he broke my heart and make me suffer, cause myself to fall apart and made myself a me that has no happiness . I dun wanna suffer, thats the reason y im changing .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/ShHxy9eVuZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/fGNTZsCelUM/s1600-h/P180509_20.24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/ShHxy9eVuZI/AAAAAAAAAGU/fGNTZsCelUM/s320/P180509_20.24.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337312891208317330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;HAHA! This is my sis and me orh! Whn talking this pic was taking bus 27 to hougang mall &gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Thn she took this pic from the front . So i dunno look at wher .. Thn i anyhow look lorh -.-" hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/ShHxjsqat-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/cpxt-mPWg6E/s1600-h/P16-05-09_12.21%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/ShHxjsqat-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/cpxt-mPWg6E/s320/P16-05-09_12.21%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337312628997535714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K .. I break wif a guy le . Maybe god thinks that fooling me around will make me change .. And it really did happen . After he break wif me, i jus changed into a brand new person . Not wanting to be the soft hearted girl anymore . Not wanna be polite to anyone ! Not wanting to giv in to love anymore .......... Jus becos of this love . Causing me to become like this . I hate the starting STILL I hate the ending more .&lt;br /&gt;Now, all i left is frenship and SISTAs ! I guess i could survive with them if they wan to survive with me (:&lt;br /&gt;Alright? Cos this time, i no longer wanna force anyone to stay by my side ... Jus hav ur own choice . I dun feel like pushing someone is gonna get a good ending at the very end ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOKOKK! I go play le ;D&lt;br /&gt;Mayb ltr gonna post smth again . Mayb nia !&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes orh &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-48421885925787516?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/48421885925787516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/48421885925787516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/48421885925787516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/k.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/ShHyvENFj2I/AAAAAAAAAGc/nSRZU3B4FVY/s72-c/P18-05-09_20.32.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-4327459241218358999</id><published>2009-05-18T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T08:24:32.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haix .. mayb i shouldn't hav believed in love so easily ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now that .. I've changed .&lt;br /&gt;The only reason u i changed is becos i dun wanna suffer . So i gave up on myself . And lock up my happiness ... Now i wanna be bac to my old self . But i cant seem to find the right key to unlock the old self of me . So im jus depending on u people . If u wan me to treat u the same as before... U gotta unlock me . Lets jus see if u can... Cos even myself cant unlock it . ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now only lonely is form up in me................................&lt;br /&gt;No happiness at all .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUHBYES &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-4327459241218358999?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4327459241218358999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/haix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/4327459241218358999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/4327459241218358999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-5486578641893723480</id><published>2009-05-18T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T06:58:36.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im not gonna hav the mood be blog anymore ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayb sometimes&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;ENDS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-5486578641893723480?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5486578641893723480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5486578641893723480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5486578641893723480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hiies.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-8584934870848587195</id><published>2009-05-17T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T09:33:57.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me tell u smth ..&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna be me anymore . I'll soon be breaking into pieces , you may jus forget , or u mayb think that i no longer exist in this world ... I tot telling u the fact was right .. Its jus totally wrong! I love you, i dun wanna keep things from u . I dunno that you'll be hurt . I not the crazy me anymore...... But if u wan me to go bac to the old me , the hyper and only matter for happiness, i'll change for u . Im now having no emotions at all . Mayb i've broke down, that i dun even noe . I almost break wif him , THIS WAS NVR WAD I WANTED! NEVER! Im jus shivering. Im afraid tat if i break up wif him, im gonna die ..Wad will even happen to me?  Im feeling very weak, damn weak ..I dun even hav the strength to type out all this words . Pls, I really do love me , dun make me fall apart . I love u .. Not him . Pls understand me .... Im really sry .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-8584934870848587195?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8584934870848587195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-me-tell-u-smth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8584934870848587195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/8584934870848587195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-me-tell-u-smth.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-7695076555127805947</id><published>2009-05-17T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:05:16.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I jus cried for a guy ... Now my eyes is a bit red  ):&lt;br /&gt;Becos i went to my biao ge's fren house to stay thn he told me not to talk to him till i reach home . GOSH! I cried again -.-"&lt;br /&gt;My tears jus cant stop dripping down .. I jus cant stop it . Jus listening to calm music to calm myself down . I know its not worth my tears . But i really cant stop it .. Im jus hurt so badly . I jus wanna let go everything .. Now i jus feel like killing myself and stop all the pain . Whn i was jus about to give up, he talked to me . My mind jus stop thinking things . I started crying like mad! I wanna stop life ):&lt;br /&gt;Is it that he dun hav this simple trust on me? Is it difficult trusting me? Is that so? I jus feel like scolding u ! But i dun hav the guts cos i love you . Is it that hard loving someone?&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to let go the pain that im having now .. I will try very hard .&lt;br /&gt; I will try my very best not to giv up . I wish this goes same to u ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ends here .&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-7695076555127805947?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7695076555127805947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-jus-cried-for-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/7695076555127805947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/7695076555127805947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-jus-cried-for-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-205547477527480117</id><published>2009-05-17T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:52:32.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIHI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicolette .. I noe letting go takes time .. But you mus return bac to reality . Everything starts wif letting go . And everything ends wif giving up . So throw everything aside, dun let anything block ur way from walking on without looking bac .. Everybody mus learn to let go . If he hurts me, i wun hold bac .. But i will let go . This is the only choice i've left if im bugging on him, there will be no future for me at all .. So i wanted future but now past .  To me, dreams are jus dreams, there will be no fairytales left in this world . And reality is reality, there is no changing . Life is in the hands of god and myself .. If i cant decide on which path im gonna walk on, i will leave it to god on deciding whether im gonna go which path . Love is not always wad u wanted , its jus something that hurts, even though ther may be some happy moments , some sweet moments .. But it may change . What if the other side changed? What if our love to him is jus a game? What if the begining jus gonna come to an end soon? I was always thinking about these few questions . I will treasure wad everything i hav (:  &lt;br /&gt;Love is love and friendship is friendship . I will keep wad i hav .. No matter wad happens, i will not let love make myself suffer .  Im jus gonna keep all the happiness with me and throw away all the sadness :]&lt;br /&gt;Stay happy Nicolette . You noe tht you'll be able to go through all the unhappiness (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k .. buhbyes . Jus gonna end here &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Love yas all &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;bye (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-205547477527480117?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/205547477527480117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hihi-nicolette.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/205547477527480117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/205547477527480117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hihi-nicolette.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-5073301916816992722</id><published>2009-05-15T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:53:47.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sg1e0gqWchI/AAAAAAAAAF8/10NBYUx62Dc/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sg1e0gqWchI/AAAAAAAAAF8/10NBYUx62Dc/s320/DSC00103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336025389717680658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe! Noe wher is me ba?   :p&lt;br /&gt;Those two ladies are my best fren orh ^^&lt;br /&gt;They are like my sista. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day we became sista is on &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;11/5/09&lt;/span&gt; &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;Our best day (:&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even have sista shirt orh! lols . They ROCK my world!  Including 1A2(a little nia) and 6G ( SUPER LOTS) ! &lt;33  Love ya all !  MeheMehe ! WAHAHAHAHAHA!   k .. nth to say le ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-5073301916816992722?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5073301916816992722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hehe-noe-wher-is-me-ba-p-those-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5073301916816992722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5073301916816992722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hehe-noe-wher-is-me-ba-p-those-two.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sg1e0gqWchI/AAAAAAAAAF8/10NBYUx62Dc/s72-c/DSC00103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-1305329261380047690</id><published>2009-05-09T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T08:03:48.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hihihi!   Now to announced that my new name is Geraldine Chua ^^&lt;br /&gt;haha ..  nice name??? &gt;o&lt; " &lt;br /&gt;hehe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very long nvr post le ... haix... Also nth to say  lols. &lt;br /&gt;Jys for ur M.Y.E !  Mus study and get good results orh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth to say le .. May not post this days .. After M.Y.E i promise i will post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-1305329261380047690?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1305329261380047690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hihihi-now-to-announced-that-my-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1305329261380047690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1305329261380047690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hihihi-now-to-announced-that-my-new.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-5227743856418352181</id><published>2009-05-01T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T05:28:00.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last note note!!&lt;br /&gt;Let me sing u a SUPAAA song&lt;3333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it GOES!!!  WOOOOOO~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala,lalalala&lt;br /&gt;Elmo's world!&lt;br /&gt;Lalala,lalalala&lt;br /&gt;EL~mo's world!&lt;br /&gt;Elmo loves his goldfish, his crayon ........&lt;br /&gt;Tats elmo's WORLD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second song! Barney song:&lt;br /&gt;I luv you, you luv me&lt;br /&gt;We are happy family, with a great big heart and a little kiss from u&lt;br /&gt;Once u say u lub me tOOOOOOOOOO~~  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINISH~!!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! Hip-hip HOORAY!!!!  Hmmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;I noe im lame .. i noe im lame .. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;Im crazy im crazy! -sigh- WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE !&lt;br /&gt;HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K .. buhbyes ! byebyebyebyebyebyebyebyebyebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-5227743856418352181?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5227743856418352181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-note-note-let-me-sing-u-supaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5227743856418352181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5227743856418352181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-note-note-let-me-sing-u-supaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-7812525698246126833</id><published>2009-05-01T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T02:00:08.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIHI!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I noe im super NON-ACTIVE at blogging =DD&lt;br /&gt;but i also nth to post .. HAHA . Mus work hard on M.Y.E ! Jy for me and all students who are taking M.Y.E &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;K ............. nth to say le . haix ! so boring!!&lt;br /&gt;I hate this days wheather! Its super warm .  Everyday sweat lots orh! Wish can bring a air-con everywher wif me lols .&lt;br /&gt;OK! I dun wan post le .. ^v^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hard ! JYS on M.Y.E ORH!!!!  Even though i say until like will study hard .. i now also not studying ... haha&lt;br /&gt;@_@"  buhbyes orh ..  tyvm for reading my dumb dumb words =DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-7812525698246126833?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7812525698246126833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hihi-i-noe-im-super-non-active-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/7812525698246126833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/7812525698246126833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hihi-i-noe-im-super-non-active-at.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-1368229876900113494</id><published>2009-04-26T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T08:11:02.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! So bored!  ~.~"&lt;br /&gt;AHHH~~~ Today went to compass de ECHouse there cut fringe lols ..&lt;br /&gt;Quite like lar x) Btu go school clip up .. HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;I a bit dun like cos my hair is like SHORTEN!!! SO SAD =[&lt;br /&gt;Aiya! 6G members we gonna hav class meeting soon rite? Thn that time can see my hair le lorh xp&lt;br /&gt;hehe .  So gtg now =x&lt;br /&gt;still not yet do hw! haix ..............................&lt;br /&gt; Also nth to say marh =D&lt;br /&gt;k buhbyes &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Msg ends here ! ~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt; B.Y.E ! BYES =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-1368229876900113494?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1368229876900113494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-so-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1368229876900113494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1368229876900113494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6111063402087147878</id><published>2009-04-20T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T08:58:33.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HIHI!  Hmmm .. studies all so much more diff to do . Wishing life would be more easier thn wad it seems to be ):&lt;br /&gt;I jus dun seems to understand wad the teacher is talking about.. Those teacher hor! Talk so fast.. Thn how to understand !!!  WAHH T_T  &lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE!! HELP HELP ME D=&lt;br /&gt;Now doing maths hw =.=" &lt;br /&gt;dun understand even a single question ! T.T&lt;br /&gt;die le! Tmr teacher anyhow call ppl to do the question leh! Ltr call tio me i cham cham lau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg .. i go do hw le! STRESS!~!!!~~~!~!~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-6111063402087147878?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6111063402087147878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/hihi-hmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6111063402087147878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6111063402087147878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/hihi-hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-3400347952208895527</id><published>2009-04-19T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T03:40:32.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOLS ! i not really active at blogging (:&lt;br /&gt;But for msn is  A LOTTTT !!! xDD&lt;br /&gt;Add me in msn larh ((x      Can chat wif u if ya bored . Dunno my hotmail ask someone from 6G lorh ... Some  may noe :]&lt;br /&gt;Patrick ! Or you msg my phone no?&lt;br /&gt;Dunno my phone no ask geneve,jia xin,joniel or terry .. Cant think of anyone else that noe my hp no haha&lt;br /&gt;If they say they dunno my hp no just ask geneve. She sure will noe ... I like almost every single day msg her lorh x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K!Gonna say wad happen today !&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;Actually ............&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Nth special . =x&lt;br /&gt;Went to buangkok ( sorry if wrong spelling x3) wif geneve .. Thn play lorh ==&lt;br /&gt;Thn also nth de . haha&lt;br /&gt;AIYA!!!!!! i go do other thing le larh! ==&lt;br /&gt;bored==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes &lt;3  (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-3400347952208895527?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3400347952208895527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/lols-i-not-really-active-at-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3400347952208895527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3400347952208895527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/lols-i-not-really-active-at-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6271554023265110650</id><published>2009-04-17T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T04:34:44.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY!! Today went to lan shop .. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Thn got one pro audi player sit jus behind me :]&lt;br /&gt;Thn whn im bored i watch him play until im insane xDDD&lt;br /&gt;Thn the second time i go into the shop again .. Hes still ther lorh .. Thn i sit beside him ! He on the volume until so loud my ears gonna burst ==  Now still painful lorh :(&lt;br /&gt;Thn i keep on spinning the chair thn keep kick tio his leg a lot of times haha !  So funny &gt;&lt;" I dunno wad happen hor, he sit closer to me == I chuaw tio  -.-"  He still sit up and look at me for a few sec thn sit bac xO scary X) But i continue watching him play audi larh .. haha WE ARE THIS CLOSE              &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;   ME.HIM  &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS . Anyone wanna go Punggol Plaza de lan shop contact me =D  I may tag along if u wan me to go along, if you dun wan its totally alright ya(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K .. i gtg find songs (:&lt;br /&gt;Buhbyes[x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-6271554023265110650?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6271554023265110650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/yay-today-went-to-lan-shop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6271554023265110650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6271554023265110650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/yay-today-went-to-lan-shop.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-3713220402534045343</id><published>2009-04-15T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T04:44:37.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sry leh marcus!!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;I really dun have the intention to write ur name marcu :[&lt;br /&gt;SRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.... Talk about today .&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==" &lt;br /&gt;Nth leh .. haha .&lt;br /&gt;oh ya!  today whn at the parade square is like SUPER DEPER WARM DE LORH!&lt;br /&gt;No air one leh .   Thn a lot of people using their books to fan their own xp&lt;br /&gt;I also fan myself .. hehe&lt;br /&gt;REALLY very warm . All sweating ==&lt;br /&gt;Even some of the teachers that have cloth, they use it to wipe away their sweat haha .&lt;br /&gt;so FUNNY &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Nth for today leh . Only got choir stay until 6+ pm lorh .. Thn went to find my fren . Two of my fren keep using their 1.5L of water bottle to hit my head .. Thn my head pain lorh ! Now still quite pain :[&lt;br /&gt;But i talk to my biao ge i ok le =]&lt;br /&gt;So wishing my biao ge faster reach home thn call me to chat wif me xDD&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! I go do art hwk le ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Sry marcus about writing your name marcu ! :(&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno thers an error .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-3713220402534045343?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3713220402534045343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/sry-leh-marcus-tt-i-really-dun-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3713220402534045343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/3713220402534045343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/sry-leh-marcus-tt-i-really-dun-have.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-493861257783353866</id><published>2009-04-06T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T08:58:07.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haix ...  ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMON TEST 3 just started today .. For today de test is english .&lt;br /&gt;Dun really noe how to do lorh .... Thn maths i dun even understand a SINGLE SHIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;How to pass?! == &lt;br /&gt;HARD larh ... haha&lt;br /&gt;History also leh... On sun learn not even 25mins 就睡着了！！  SAD LORH ! Like that&lt;br /&gt;i think cant even pass a single subject .. haha =]   Sci leh .. aiya . No nid to say de larh ..&lt;br /&gt;Is super duper lan . At class slp larh . Whn the sci teacher came into my class , my eyelids like&lt;br /&gt;very heavy like that .... Like wanna die == Thn face another side and slp thn always knock tio&lt;br /&gt;the book or table .. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix .. gtg ! GOING TO SLP AND GET BACK MY ENERGY!! BENOT tmr common test slp thn i cham cham le... =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-493861257783353866?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/493861257783353866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/haix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/493861257783353866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/493861257783353866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-2489240751565277809</id><published>2009-04-03T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:14:16.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz ... I NOT GOING TO BBQ !!!!! WAHHHHH!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;I really really really wanted to go ! but my sis gonna celeb her b'day thn tmr i 7.30am MUST reach school sia ! should not have agreed to go to the choir dunno wad sai larh !! So early must wake up ==&lt;br /&gt;BORING!  Tmr if im happy, i got take pics of my sis celebrating her b'day, i post .. haha&lt;br /&gt;must see if i free anot =x&lt;br /&gt;hehe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;(in a boring mood =[   )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-2489240751565277809?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2489240751565277809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/haiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/2489240751565277809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/2489240751565277809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/04/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-4773514002458130759</id><published>2009-03-27T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:35:43.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sczw-oJHaNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/eaCSRLEqTOU/s1600-h/123332323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sczw-oJHaNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/eaCSRLEqTOU/s320/123332323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317890218735921362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sczw-N15iMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RrEK3g6UQUw/s1600-h/1234444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sczw-N15iMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RrEK3g6UQUw/s320/1234444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317890211675998402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sczw921uxJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sOaeGLALNd4/s1600-h/12333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sczw921uxJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sOaeGLALNd4/s320/12333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317890205501277330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Nice rite?!! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Never get a chance to go cos that time go out with frenni&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Haix .. If i noe i go esplanade could see such beautiful view.. I thn dun wan to go out with frenni . LOLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm .. nth to say le.. haha .&lt;br /&gt;Blank mind now !&lt;br /&gt;since nth to post le .. thn ................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes !! &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-4773514002458130759?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4773514002458130759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-get-chance-to-go-cos-that-time-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/4773514002458130759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/4773514002458130759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-get-chance-to-go-cos-that-time-go.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sczw-oJHaNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/eaCSRLEqTOU/s72-c/123332323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-2172241015942618883</id><published>2009-03-27T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:34:23.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SczUq4mwUQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/airYA97VClY/s1600-h/default_020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 90px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SczUq4mwUQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/airYA97VClY/s320/default_020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317859093232242946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute pic &lt;333 &lt;br /&gt;Love to make maple char.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. I got a BBQ on 4/4/09 .. but then on that day i also got choir concert to go.. haha&lt;br /&gt;Until 1.00pm .  But HOR!!! i dunno how to go sia .. haix .  So i dunno if i wanna go anot cos i dun even noe the WAY!! wtf rite?&lt;br /&gt;Find it hard to do it that way .. Without knowing the way and agree to go to the bbq?!!!! LOLS&lt;br /&gt;If really cannot find the way to reach the venue thn i dun go le lorh .. =DD &lt;br /&gt;Thn i can play com and rest at home .. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I go play games le =]&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now . heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-2172241015942618883?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2172241015942618883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/cute-pic-333-love-to-make-maple-char.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/2172241015942618883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/2172241015942618883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/cute-pic-333-love-to-make-maple-char.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SczUq4mwUQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/airYA97VClY/s72-c/default_020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6015956796481721734</id><published>2009-03-25T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:20:07.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA!! SUPER DUPER LONG nvr post le .. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Trying to do all my hw .. but too diff to do . At march holiday got like 8 hws to DO!!!!!  Cant finish all =p&lt;br /&gt;Got eng hw i nvr do .. Tot will tio scolded by Mr chen(eng teacher) , BUUTTTT!!!!!  He nvr collect for the hw . haha&lt;br /&gt;Today still got soo many hw to do .. Maths read those lan question made me suffer!!  I dont even noe how to do a single bit .  Haix .... How i wish i could live on with my life that dont nid to SUFFER,GET SCOLDED BY TEACHER,EVERYDAY GO COM LAP(impossible) !! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta end for now .. AS!! I nid to continue doing my maths hw .  D=&lt;br /&gt;Nobody willing to teach me .. haix. scared tmr teacher call my name then i nvr do i die le lorh.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;JOYS to me =p&lt;br /&gt;buhbyes &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I would try to post more often xp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-6015956796481721734?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6015956796481721734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha-super-duper-long-nvr-post-le.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6015956796481721734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6015956796481721734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha-super-duper-long-nvr-post-le.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-4222324751070209680</id><published>2009-03-18T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:18:11.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHH!!! Finally the maths project do finish le... haha ..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm .. Tmr got 6G class meeting eh.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I dun even noe the venue, but i noe at MRT there .. but got two side sia .&lt;br /&gt;haix .. I got two event tmr ... Nid to do music project first .. thn go for 6G class meeting.. but if not many girls going thn i go bac Mac to do the music project lorh .. haha . Nth to say le leh .. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k larh .. gtg  . Go play pet society le .. LOLS&lt;br /&gt;byes for now ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-4222324751070209680?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4222324751070209680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/wahh-finally-maths-project-do-finish-le.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/4222324751070209680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/4222324751070209680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/wahh-finally-maths-project-do-finish-le.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-1440673124944950337</id><published>2009-03-13T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:26:56.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGGG!!!! THE MARCH HOLIDAY SUX!!! X _ X&lt;br /&gt;SO many hw sia .. WAHHHHH!! dying soon .. see can do finish first anot .. haha&lt;br /&gt;must see first . cos quite diff leh .. got a lot of project lor . Then dun even noe how to do ..&lt;br /&gt;WTF . Hate hw man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other day i thn post pics  ..  =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHH!!! i nvr see the canning arh .. Thn hear the sound of it .." SOOTTT!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WWOOOOOOHHHH@@@ I CAN SCREAM LE LORH !!! but that stupid boy nvr cry .. think not pain for him ba .. i hear that sound until cry leh .. SO PAINFULL!!!  That stupid teacher thats going to can the boy keep banning the can and whn he walking out of the class ( not yet canned the boy), he keep sweeping the can back and front .. Thn can hear the " HOOOOTT !!" sound leh .. That teacher like wan us to noe the pain lorh .. ==&lt;br /&gt;Damn teacher ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-1440673124944950337?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1440673124944950337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/omggg-march-holiday-sux-x-x-so-many-hw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1440673124944950337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1440673124944950337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/omggg-march-holiday-sux-x-x-so-many-hw.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-9188818986308049088</id><published>2009-03-06T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:52:49.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHA !!! Gonna post again   =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG NEWS !! BIG NEWS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Someone in my class i think those two boys in my class gonna get canning ..&lt;br /&gt;HAISS!&lt;br /&gt;Y they must act so bad leh?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... maybe they want canning for their own good .. haha ..&lt;br /&gt;WTH   just joking nia la... &lt;br /&gt;Today my biao ge say i look like nerd ... DO I LOOK LIKE ONE?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;I never scold him leh ... He should be lucky that i love him  .. LOLS just joking .. ha&lt;br /&gt;WAHH !! SO BORINGGG!!! &lt;br /&gt;Wait some day i ask him to give me his pic thn i post it to let u all see how he look &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;He older then me by 2 yrs ...   &gt;&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;aww .. I LOVE HIM A LOT A LOT A LOT !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA !! Gonna end now =D &lt;br /&gt;buaii =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-9188818986308049088?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/9188818986308049088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha-gonna-post-again-p-big-news-big.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/9188818986308049088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/9188818986308049088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha-gonna-post-again-p-big-news-big.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-6606069114450443577</id><published>2009-03-04T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T05:57:17.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa6Kd2469wI/AAAAAAAAADs/tlJjw1CtJes/s1600-h/P021208_12.55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309333256271492866" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 320px; cursor: pointer; height: 272px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa6Kd2469wI/AAAAAAAAADs/tlJjw1CtJes/s320/P021208_12.55.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my NEPHEW !! PWAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;He always get to talk to my biao ge .. Then my&lt;br /&gt;biao ge talk to me very less le lorh .. Everytime&lt;br /&gt;my biao ge dun talk to me i can be emo in just&lt;br /&gt;one sec ..  =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa6KUv682cI/AAAAAAAAADk/CNC-feXv6eo/s1600-h/P02-12-08_13.25%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-6606069114450443577?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6606069114450443577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha-this-is-my-older-sis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6606069114450443577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/6606069114450443577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/haha-this-is-my-older-sis.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa6Kd2469wI/AAAAAAAAADs/tlJjw1CtJes/s72-c/P021208_12.55.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-1396409010626252836</id><published>2009-03-03T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T03:33:34.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VejQi0KI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_UpnyT5Y70Q/s1600-h/11.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VejQi0KI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_UpnyT5Y70Q/s320/11.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308923150344573090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0Vegr-LOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ohaJ2nqyDMg/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0Vegr-LOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ohaJ2nqyDMg/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308923149654306018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VeUqSWAI/AAAAAAAAACs/fAqPEX8LoeY/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VeUqSWAI/AAAAAAAAACs/fAqPEX8LoeY/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308923146426013698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VeDd2SRI/AAAAAAAAACk/Ar4uqPiS7Bw/s1600-h/7.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 78px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VeDd2SRI/AAAAAAAAACk/Ar4uqPiS7Bw/s320/7.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308923141810440466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VeOmbu1I/AAAAAAAAACc/bmipmqDWSpk/s1600-h/6.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VeOmbu1I/AAAAAAAAACc/bmipmqDWSpk/s320/6.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308923144799238994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VQQAczlI/AAAAAAAAACU/OM5jS6gtLDE/s1600-h/5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 92px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VQQAczlI/AAAAAAAAACU/OM5jS6gtLDE/s320/5.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308922904658628178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VQCTxhQI/AAAAAAAAACM/urkvece_RCY/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VQCTxhQI/AAAAAAAAACM/urkvece_RCY/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308922900981581058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VQEm-gGI/AAAAAAAAACE/XVCi7RBQjMU/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VQEm-gGI/AAAAAAAAACE/XVCi7RBQjMU/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308922901598994530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VP3so-dI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-R4lxO6XjLg/s1600-h/4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 123px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VP3so-dI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-R4lxO6XjLg/s320/4.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308922898133088722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VP8_JfgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qbrtYHwF7zs/s1600-h/1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VP8_JfgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qbrtYHwF7zs/s320/1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308922899552894466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dream of me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Make me yours now and forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I wanna be everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;that You Ever Need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Your Wildest Dream&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Your Fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Your Deepest Kiss&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Your Sweetest Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;the Eyes that Look into Your Soul&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;the One and Only Person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;You Ever Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;When the Night Comes  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;and Darkness Falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I wanna be There&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;To give You Light and Warmth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;To Glow in Your Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;When the Rain Pours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and Im Standing in the Cold&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Waiting for You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I want You to Come and Shelter Me&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and Whisper in my Ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I Love You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff3399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;This is what i really wanted to say to you ever since the day i met you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;You could not even read my mind .. How could i even be with you? I'm a person that NEVER was exists in your world of rainbow ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Your words makes me feel warm, it makes me feels like my black sky finally was coloured into rainbows ... But ....... what i thought was totally wrong .... You were the one that colour my sky blacker thn it was .... You were the one .... that hurt me .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5185970278128090469-1396409010626252836?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1396409010626252836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/dream-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1396409010626252836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/1396409010626252836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/03/dream-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/Sa0VejQi0KI/AAAAAAAAAC8/_UpnyT5Y70Q/s72-c/11.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-5098024791917572970</id><published>2009-02-28T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T07:41:06.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll also show you a sweet dream ..&lt;br /&gt;Next night . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN T~T&lt;br /&gt;Such a sweet verse &lt;3&lt;br /&gt; Your blood is all i need ..&lt;br /&gt;Without your blood..&lt;br /&gt;My existence will be gone forever ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-5098024791917572970?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5098024791917572970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/ill-also-show-you-sweet-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5098024791917572970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5098024791917572970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/ill-also-show-you-sweet-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-5305130185667050255</id><published>2009-02-27T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:23:02.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SajJb5niEzI/AAAAAAAAABs/5kLNGZBVBe0/s1600-h/class+pic+%5E%5E+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SajJb5niEzI/AAAAAAAAABs/5kLNGZBVBe0/s320/class+pic+%5E%5E+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307713642016412466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SajJbsuUhDI/AAAAAAAAABk/cvo-FMrprKI/s1600-h/class+pic+%5E%5E+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SajJbsuUhDI/AAAAAAAAABk/cvo-FMrprKI/s320/class+pic+%5E%5E+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307713638555223090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;2 class pics that was pictured with miss quek (our english teacher ) !  =D&lt;br /&gt;Miss quek is leaving us,  thats why we decided to take a whole class picture just to have a memory for miss quek being our english teacher =] &lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to MISS miss quek =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5185970278128090469-5305130185667050255?l=moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5305130185667050255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-class-pics-that-was-pictured-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5305130185667050255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5185970278128090469/posts/default/5305130185667050255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moments-that-hurts.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-class-pics-that-was-pictured-with.html' title=''/><author><name>gwen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04469759970596687753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SKC0cTUZsKM/SajJb5niEzI/AAAAAAAAABs/5kLNGZBVBe0/s72-c/class+pic+%5E%5E+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5185970278128090469.post-7116458312357207014</id><published>2009-02-27T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T05:52:04.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YO peeeoopleeee ! ~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to slim down T_T&lt;br /&gt;Already lost weight le ... This pic take from last yr my b'day de &lt;3&gt;w&lt;&lt;br /&gt;GTG !   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