<?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-7182473</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:18:06.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainbows and butterflies</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110329002060471002</id><published>2004-12-17T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T21:27:00.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hope she rots. she is like a clone of cruela devil. evil evil evil, black heart. feels for herself and not for others. i hate her so so much. how can someone be so inhuman. i wish i could put her into a huge box and fly her away to timbaktu. doesn't she realize the hurt she is causing. i don't give a fuck that she has "so much on her mind" don't take it out others man. she needs special medical help man. she has issues.  bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110329002060471002?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110329002060471002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110329002060471002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-hope-she-rots.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110317720177144569</id><published>2004-12-16T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T14:06:41.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/romies!.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/200/romies!.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roomies '04! gonna miss you guys. :( &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110317720177144569?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/110317720177144569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=110317720177144569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110317720177144569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110317720177144569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/roomies-04-gonna-miss-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110317487546300814</id><published>2004-12-16T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T13:27:55.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm not sad. not not not sad. why should i be sad? i know what i could do, i could write my own dictionary of all happy words! my favourite happy words! it's not worth being sad, you are only going to hurt yourself more and more each day of depression until you get sick. so being sad is stupid!! discover the happy side, the inner child!  it will be like a whole new world. a new fantastic point of view. with no one to tell me NO or where to go or say i'm only dreaming. it will be a whole new place i never knew about, with a surprise at every turn. an indescribable feeling.&lt;br /&gt;ain't that better!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all hope is not gone after all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110317487546300814?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110317487546300814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110317487546300814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-not-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110311784425031430</id><published>2004-12-15T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T21:37:24.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm &lt;strong&gt;sad. &lt;/strong&gt;there has never been a day or days that i have been more sad that this. i'm having the fuckiest time of my life. why does everything have to be so hard.  melancholy.. that's a word they use for when someone is depressed and sad right, well that's exactly how i feel right now. melancholy.. why do they make it sound like a happy word when it's not.. it's a dark and lonely word.. a word of fear and sickness. i hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't the world be perfect? then eveyone will be happy and then there will be no need for depressing words. the whole dictionary would be filled with happy words. there will be no broken families, no protests and no war and everyone will be friends..there will be no hatred. everyone will be kind and giving and loving..and although in a perfect world friends will still be very important and therefore everyone &lt;strong&gt;will not give up friendship so easily&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess asking for a perfect world is tooo much, and wanting only happy words in the dictionary will never happen, cos there is just too much hatred and &lt;strong&gt;unforgivingness&lt;/strong&gt; in this world that we live in.. i'm going under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is all hope gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110311784425031430?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110311784425031430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110311784425031430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110303254712849963</id><published>2004-12-14T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T21:55:47.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dark and lonely&lt;br /&gt;with no belonging&lt;br /&gt;and fear dancing on the tip of my fingers&lt;br /&gt;walking down the long never ending road&lt;br /&gt;takes me miles away from all hope&lt;br /&gt;i've been walking forever&lt;br /&gt;and yet no bright welcoming light&lt;br /&gt; all i can feel is melancholy and sad&lt;br /&gt;and pray that everything is going to be alright&lt;br /&gt; i'm left to dangle on this thin string&lt;br /&gt;experiencing every tinge of loneliness it can bring&lt;br /&gt;i pinch myself hoping that i'll wake up from this nightmare&lt;br /&gt;but it's all real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110303254712849963?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110303254712849963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110303254712849963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/dark-and-lonely-with-no-belonging-and_14.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110303214206840689</id><published>2004-12-14T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T21:49:02.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Miss Valerie Seema Pereira,&lt;br /&gt;                        Miss Charlyn Yap and Miss Cheryl Lim have come to deliver a very important message to you. It is not urgent but it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; important! The message is..&lt;br /&gt;THAT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSED TERRIBLY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely and Faithfully,&lt;br /&gt;Miss Charlyn Yap and Miss Cheryl Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110303214206840689?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/110303214206840689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=110303214206840689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110303214206840689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110303214206840689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/dear-miss-valerie-seema-pereira-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110301197305695113</id><published>2004-12-14T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T16:28:05.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this holiday cannot get any more boring.. sigh. training was alright today.. we did tapping and then we did frequency and of cos... horizontal jumps. it was so so hot and we were pleading to go to the gym but we failed.. after one leg hopping was finally over we headed for the gym. today was strenght, so we had to do leg press and squats. squats!ahh! it's like mr paul made me do with him and we went up to 20kg on each side. and like i had to do like a total of 100 squats with like increasing wieghts. by the time i finished training, the just had finished their shower. ate my green apple after training :D cheryl and i just bought some old chang kee and went home since both of us are so so so broke. got ripped off by this stupid guy, i paid $5 for his stupid thing then he never give me the blardy discount card!?!? then he talk like he some big shot. feel like shooting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the long and boring train ride home and then tried my luck in getting a taxi, waited for about 7mins? was too lazy to take the bus then walk in. sighs.. not in a very good mood today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm sad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never could have seen this far, i never could have seen this coming&lt;br /&gt;seems like world's falling apart&lt;br /&gt;why is evrything so hard&lt;br /&gt;don't think i can deal with the things you said&lt;br /&gt;it just won't go away&lt;br /&gt;in a perfect world, this could never happen&lt;br /&gt;in a perfect world, you'd still be here&lt;br /&gt;and it makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;i could just pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;but what would that mean to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dear chocolate chip,&lt;br /&gt;read your letter ):&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110301197305695113?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110301197305695113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110301197305695113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-holiday-cannot-get-any-more.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110301042049718250</id><published>2004-12-14T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T15:47:00.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/val%20and%20steph.3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/200/val%20and%20steph.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met this bazooka girl after sooo long! stephanie chailert!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110301042049718250?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/110301042049718250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=110301042049718250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110301042049718250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110301042049718250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/met-this-bazooka-girl-after-sooo-long.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110292327330569868</id><published>2004-12-13T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T21:59:52.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from bali already ): i so so miss that place.. it was so nice.. especially the hotel we stayed at.. the beach was totally awsome.. pity we couldn't stay there any longer.. mum had her holiday programme with like 11 kids and now she is like blardy focused on her new thing that we are like pushed behind too.. sigh. forget it, it's so fucking retarted la.. i mean, i don get holidays all the time and like this is my break off school and well besides still having to go back to training.. i cant even have a decent holiday. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. back to BALI! the beach was so so so so nice, but man was it hot! we did shooooopppping too! my brother bought like so much, amazing man. usually like guys dont buy so much but he bought like.. more then me la? and he was oh so sad when he couldn't get a flight and extend his stay so that he could like stay with the tseng family.. they are coming back on wednesday.. they've been there for 10days? lucky them.. there was this place we went to.. KUTA and like when we were like nearing the beach this group of mad people like came after us la..! they got me so pissed off man! like grab my hands and started doing my nails and like when i like shout and say no they still do then i was like so pissed off.. and then had to pay for it. aiyoo. this man forced a fake tatoo onto my sister! hahas.. my mum was super angry la.. and my brother just stood there and watched us while some man came and bugged him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy came on the second day, he missed his first flight and so he had to take the second one. we had a tour guide and his name was "i made sunata" cool eh? haha.. he loved to say mr pereira. he couldnt stop saying it.. drove me insane. another thing that drove me insane was the currency. its like when you buy something the price tag would say "$255,000" or something like that. gave me a headache. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beach, one word - beautiful! it was so so so nice. the waves were big and strong and just nice nice nice. i so wish i was still there. oh wells ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was back to training for me today.. did 250x10 with dipna! after training cheryl and i ate at swensens and we had our own little milkshake competition. i won by a teeeeny bit! hahas.. was so full after that and sooo broke!  hahas. milkshake shake shake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm soo doomed! christmas is coming!so many presents to get and so little time! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110292327330569868?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110292327330569868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110292327330569868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/back-from-bali-already-i-so-so-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110254976441239216</id><published>2004-12-08T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T07:49:24.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was another boring boring day, did 10x300m in the morning. did with sophie. saw yingfen!! after training i ate lunch with nessa and dipna at the food court and which like charges 2.50 for a cup of ribena!?! wat a rip off rite.. 1.50 is like more realistic at least. took the looooong train ride home and got like motion sickness, felt like puking. esp with the icky stinky guy beside me, i mean they invented dedorant or colonge for a reason rite!? so it was boring boring boring until i asked charlyn out for dinner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to eat pasta mania at parkway, so i walked over and i met aunty jean!! :D hahas. she's so cute. so after abit of lazing around we left for parkway in cab cos charlyn was still slightly sick and too lazy to walk there. charlyn wasted so much pasta yst ):  all she wanted to eat was kueh. i bought shoes again and charlyn saw this nice pretty pair and wanted them so badly, so she bought them!! so we both skipped along with shopping bags in our hands happily eating the kueh we bought from bengawan solo! our fav, lapis sagu. i love that kueh! we bought aunty jean 2! and after we got home she called me and thanked me. hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi was so hard to get man, and like so we went to the roxy square place and like some auntie pple were waiting as well, and one group like ran after the taxi and i was like wat the hell.. and then this two kc-ians i recognize like jumped our queue.. so charlyn and i walked past them and as we approached paramount hotel there was a taxi rite there!! screaming our names to get in! so we got in and drove past the two girls feeling 0.01% guilty and the rest just super happy! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love charlyn!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110254976441239216?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110254976441239216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110254976441239216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/today-was-another-boring-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110232623753017672</id><published>2004-12-06T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T17:47:19.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a horrible, boring and tiring day. it was one of those days where you wanna do nothing but sleep kind of days. the day started of horribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 7 thinking that i had to get ready to go do my passport, then at 8 my dad tells me to do it after training cos he's gotta meet a client. so just then i know i'm screwed. you don't take an hour to get to woodlands! i was fucking pissed already and to top that i missed two trains. so by the time i get to the oh so far woodlands, it's 9. the bus i'm supposed to take in never comes and no taxi was in sight! so i decided to start walking, and then something good for a change happened. sophie was in a cab too, a latey like me and she picked me up! the team was doing calestenics by the time i got there. two juniours melody and diviya were late too.&lt;br /&gt;left house 800&lt;br /&gt;training starts 900&lt;br /&gt;reached school 930&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was alrite, played this cat and mouse game. err.. it's alrite i guess. did intervals after that 200x10 with dipna. my nose got stuffed up again. it was icky.. after training i left with cheryl and we ate pasta fer lunch! haven eaten there in a long time.. walked around abit, then we took the train and headed to lavender to do my passport. we were beat. so it's like we were on the train and i get like sqaushed in the corner with two smelly people! one guy like had his arm raised to hold the bar and he like had a serious cas of B.O and the other lady just smelt urgh. and even when the train was less crowded, they still remained cramped together so i decided to push myself through to the other side before i fainted from the foul smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop "lavender". got down and saw the uncle selling ice cream in the cute motorcycle thingys, so we ate our fav chocolate and proceeded to the building. the blardy cleaner damn irritating la, he can tell us not to go in rite, but he must ask the security to tell us. so fine la, then we go sit on the steps, then he can tell us he want to clean and to not sit there rite, but he just had to go tell the dam security guy to tell us. so i'm like "what next". after we finished our icecream and i suffered a terrible brain freeze, we finally went in. the lady at the counter told me tt my passport could not be extended and that i had to make a new one and it required 3 working days, so i had to go in and wait half and hour cos i needed to request for my passport on an earlier day. i was dying of boredom and so was cheryl. after all that was over, cherry and i decided to go home as we were too tired to do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bali flight is on thursday, not very sure if we are still going. according to daddy, no rooms or smth? i'm not very sure.. hope we are gg though. just wanna get away. and to bali! fingers crossed and praying hard!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;world peace - ha ha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;for santa to pay me a visit and bring rudolf along&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tons of shoes and clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;daddy to get me my computer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a new digi cam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;charlyn to find a school so she doesn't have to go to australia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;dear santa, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i hope i'm not asking for two much. :D&lt;/p&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/7182473-110232623753017672?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110232623753017672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110232623753017672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/today-was-horrible-boring-and-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110223628021927990</id><published>2004-12-05T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T20:52:24.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is an awfully boring day.woke up quite early thanks to the bright sunday sun that rays never fails to blind my eyes. woke up with a less stuffy nose, thank gooness. but my throat still felt quite horrible. watched tv, dave the babarian! love that cartoon.. dave dave, dave the babarian! hahas, after watching loads of tv i got ready and daddy sent me for electone. i was 10mins late, melissa was aready there when i got there.&lt;br /&gt;played christmas songs today, and as usual i ended up singing the songs. we hardly played today, i talked to miss kwek about everything. from darling taufik to the dance on awards nite! hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with melissa, i sooo wanted pasta mania but as usual we ended up at banquet cos melissa doesnt eat pasta. after that i met my parents at giants and i also visited body shop.i decided to get myself a new hairbrush and saw a nice one in bodyshop, so i decided to get it thinking "how expensive can a hairbrush get" rite? then i also decided to get my all time favourite strawberry shower gel, i ended up paying $20.20 la. blardy hell, total rip off? i could just go get myself a like prettier and cheaper brush from somewhere else rite!!? argh. after feeling depressed about my rip off, i was too lazy to do anything else and now i'm home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dying of boredom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110223628021927990?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110223628021927990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110223628021927990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/today-is-awfully-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110223273004641861</id><published>2004-12-05T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T20:54:46.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weak</title><content type='html'>I get so weak in the knees&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly speak,&lt;br /&gt;I lose all control&lt;br /&gt;Then somethin' takes over me&lt;br /&gt;In a daze, your love's so amazing&lt;br /&gt;It's not a phase I want you to stay with me,&lt;br /&gt;by my side I swallow my pride&lt;br /&gt;Your love is so sweet, it knocks me right off of my feet&lt;br /&gt;Can't explain why your lovin' makes me weak&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/7182473-110223273004641861?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110223273004641861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110223273004641861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/weak.html' title='weak'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110216162528775711</id><published>2004-12-04T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T20:00:25.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with kueh lady again, this time we went bowling. my hand hurts now, it feels like all the bones are broken but then again i can type. i totally suck at bowling, the only thing i was good at was getting my ball into the drain. next time i should request for bumper lanes, i am a kid rite. i should be allowed bumper lanes then i can say that in a whole game i was free of zeros on my screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took the left side of the bowling alley and boy was it ancient, i think the stuff they have like been there forever or smth and the blardy place was freezing cold. yst when i was with charlyn i saw a funny couple today i saw nother one and they were bowling on the lane next to ours, they both were like wearing the incredibles shirts. hahas. so funny. charlyn and i took many many pictures, funny ones, lame ones and cool ones too! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met "joys" in mac. she is working there, tsk tsk. hilarious la she. she scold the person in the kitchen "stupid idiot" hahahas. we purposely ordered from here, mcflurry and choc sundae. she's cute hahs. wonder if she would like shout at the customers knowing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after bowling we walked around abit looking at the stalls, i saw this pair of slippers which i really like and like they cost 8bucks. really cheap and they are so pretty, but i needed a bigger size so i forced the aunty to call me back. she's so funny. she gave me a dollar of on this something i bought. hope she remebers to call me back. when she calls she is going to say "hello, this is east coast aunty" hhahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might be going to bali on wenesday? gg for a short while cos there is training and all, but my brother might be staying on, joining stef and his family since he and christian are like tight. so he will be staying longer.. they are going to be there for 10days i think, they are leaving tmr or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to haf dinner soon. i'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110216162528775711?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110216162528775711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110216162528775711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/went-out-with-kueh-lady-again-this.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110214117875050411</id><published>2004-12-03T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T14:19:38.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a long long day, i woke up at 9 with my nose all stuffed up and cough with a pleghm-ed throat. i am fever free though! at 12 that kueh lady phoned me and *poof! i was ready! and we took a cab down to parkway, courtesy of the kueh lady. we walked arnd abit and then we headed for the food court cos my stomach was growling, i ate while kueh watched me. i ate icecream too! and.. the kueh watched me. it's like she is on a no-food diet of something, weird. she finally satisfied herself after she bought a book "cry my beloved country" or something like that.. and i bought "confessions of a shopaholic!" typical. we finally rested our ever tired legs and soar feet at the cafe in MPH. we drank our ice-blended and starting working on the letter, we spent ours there. we bought black nail polish too! and took turns messing up each others toe nails. there was also this couple which i thought was really amusing and just looking at them was so funny, cracked me up. we laughed so much, mostly for no reason. i love charlyn! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might be going bowling with that kueh today! hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and it was time to go for our weekly friday dinners! today was brazilian night. the place was totally awesome! the food was great! lots of meat though. it was like a buffet thing but we did not serve ourselves, they served us. pork sausage, lamb, beef, chicken! and the coolest part is that he will come out with them on a huge long knife and from the knife cut it onto our plates. cool eh! i ate chickens heart too. it is sooo tiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard wat that bitch has been doing. why can't she just leave M alone. just admit that she is afraid that M will do much better than her in time to come.. did not even do anything to her, she din have to go round calling everyone. wat is she, depressed or something. she's got serious issues man, what kind of person is she. low-life creep, she seriously should go deal with her own bitched up life before she come poke her fat head into others. if she makes my M cry, i'll make sure she's sorry. i don't care who she is, aunty or not. she is going down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mu aha ha ha&lt;br /&gt;i like being evil, especially to fucked up bitches like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110214117875050411?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110214117875050411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110214117875050411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/today-was-long-long-day-i-woke-up-at-9.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110204941866311088</id><published>2004-12-03T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T13:23:40.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trackers rule! </title><content type='html'>2nd dec is over, just like that.. and we were great!! we were the last academy to perform bcos we were the best and boy did we prove that we were. all the hard work paid off and everyone loved it!! the guys were awesome! they gave it away the moment they got on! we were a great ending to the show, seah lao shi was super happy. he said that he didn't regret one bit putting the trackers last and he was like just super duper happy! stef's mum said that she was like looking at the same dances, costumes and music over and over again until ours and esp with the girls costumes and our car wash shirts! :D we were a hit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you mr paul!&lt;br /&gt;mr paul, we have indeed grown!&lt;br /&gt;"you can see that our students have grown&lt;br /&gt;one or two cm? but you will agree when i say&lt;br /&gt;that our students have indeed grown inside"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr paul our dance was dedicated especially to you! we've made you proud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you trackers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;power... champion!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mc-ing was quite alrite, we screwed up abit, here and there. kim forgot her scrpit after her dance and she din noe what to say, and the part where we had to introduce the staff, she cut off my line. but it doesn't really matter. we were awesome! kimcess and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food was a zero. except for the brownies. gina and scott! congrats! i loved our dance, and so did everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110204941866311088?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110204941866311088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110204941866311088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/12/trackers-rule.html' title='trackers rule! '/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110102506417823359</id><published>2004-11-21T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T16:17:44.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swensens!!</title><content type='html'>woke up super early today.. thanks to the opening at my window which allowed the rays of the sun to come shinning in and blinding my eyes and not forgetting a special thanks to my dad who came in to ask what i wanted for breakfast. i watched 7th heaven and smallville.. i think smallville is super duper nice. this episode was pretty freaky though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for electone lessons today..chatted with miss kwek alot and before you knew it, lessons were over! hahas. met dad and siblings after that, mum had class so she was not around. we ate at swensens. i ate chicken baked rice! yummy! and i had a chocolate milk shake too... it was so so so so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to take a look at computers, daddy wants to get me my own computer.. so we were looking at which ones would be a better choice.. after that shobi and i went to body shop and tested plenty.. they have this shimmer body lotion.. glitter! hahas. my brother wanted to get some cd's so we proceeded to mph. he bought me two and himself one. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after daddy bought his kettle, we headed home and later at night before going back to school we will be going to bobby's house for dinner..oh wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much of a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110102506417823359?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110102506417823359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110102506417823359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/11/swensens.html' title='swensens!!'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110096010198419865</id><published>2004-11-20T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T22:15:01.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoeping :D</title><content type='html'>today was a full day of walking! met dipna and nessa at 1pm at far east plaza.. then we started our walking adventure!! we walked around lunchless and withe empty stomach's for a while.. until we finally decided.. to eat at the floor above at hainanese delicacy. the chicken rice was pretty good but the chicken was kinda cold. and then the most wonderful thing happened! i spilt coke on myself!! we left the food court and headed straight to the restroom! while dipna and nessa dried my skirt under the hand dryer, i patiently waited in a cubical for the arrival of my dry skirt.. thank you nessa and dipna!!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought these new pair of white shoes, they are like the one sophie and i have only thing is that the stripes in the front are like rainbow! pretty! i tried on many other shoes too.. loved them all.. but only bought one today..might go back tomorrow with my sister. nessa found her retro top! it's pink and it looks really good on her!! and she got bute flower shoes to go with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ook now for the shittiest part and the most depressing! dearest poojaa bought the same top as me! the one i'm wearing for the dance! i wanna cry.. i really don want to have to wear the same top as her.. sobs. i can't believe her la.. nessa like said "isn't that val's top" but she like insisted on getting in.. sobs.. i wanna scream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met chris at orchard underpass after we decided that we had enough of far east for one day. but just before we did that.. we ate haagen daaz! dipna had a $10 voucher. we bought a triple scoop one and we shared. belgian chocolate, vanilla caramel brownie and brandied black cherry. nessa was physcologically drunk and therefore she tot all of us were too! hahas!! but on the other hand.. we did get a bit crazy. hahas. so we met chris and then we waited for dickson.. after he came, we walked to cine where we sat with chris as he ate his pasta and we nibbled on some garlic bread courtesy of chris. dickson bought some cookies from subway too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met mummy, shobi and aunty belinda after that and we began the quest to find my outfit! and we did! took me forever to decide. i bought my shoes too.. sad but true, we went home right after that as everyone was too tired to walk anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here is where my day story ends&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/7182473-110096010198419865?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110096010198419865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110096010198419865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/11/shoeping-d.html' title='shoeping :D'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110048781472333634</id><published>2004-11-15T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T11:03:34.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/beach.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/beach.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jingle bells&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110048781472333634?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/110048781472333634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=110048781472333634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110048781472333634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110048781472333634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/11/jingle-bells.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110048968197555032</id><published>2004-11-14T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T11:34:41.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>high</title><content type='html'>so today is hari raya and as planned.. we would be going to my dad's employees house as they specially invited us.. dad won't be going though.. he is still ultra busy like he has been this whole holiday. can't wait to enjoy the malay delights.. heard from my dad that she is a good cook.. so we went there at around 2? she lives somewhere at boon keng or something like that, and just as i imagined.. the food was great! we left at around 330 and we came home.. i was beat... took a nap and when i woke up it was time to go to uncle roy's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we drove all the way to chua chu kang..where he lives, this time dad came.. all his friends would be there.. i loved the food! spicy but heavenly.. drank red wine and my mum and sis tot i had too much, but i didn't.. so they din let me have more.. no biggy. we gave our dad a curfew till the latest 10pm.. obviously we exceeded that curfew.. he now owes us $36 split four ways! (: hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wasn't such a great fun-filled day.. oh wells. going to turn in now.. see yas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110048968197555032?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110048968197555032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110048968197555032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/11/high.html' title='high'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110042464364132461</id><published>2004-11-14T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T17:30:43.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>i'm screaming but no one hears me&lt;br /&gt;stuck in me are things i cannot say&lt;br /&gt;i'm lost in a state of oblivion&lt;br /&gt;is anybody going to save me?&lt;br /&gt;i'm like a neglected soul wondering around&lt;br /&gt;going into places where it knows it's bound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there is nothing to live for anyway&lt;br /&gt;life is so short&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i might get rich&lt;br /&gt;or tomorrow i might just lose all the richest i ever possessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to hold on to something&lt;br /&gt;to make me strong, to love me for who i am&lt;br /&gt;and lead me not to do wrong&lt;br /&gt;something that would make me look forward to tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;or.... someone perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you believe in angels?&lt;br /&gt;i believe that everyone is given&lt;br /&gt;a special angel sent from the &lt;em&gt;big man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an angel who cares, who loves you&lt;br /&gt;and is your best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i need one&lt;br /&gt;to hold me up now&lt;br /&gt;before i am completely shattered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    valerie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110042464364132461?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110042464364132461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110042464364132461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/11/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110039583618615269</id><published>2004-11-13T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T09:30:36.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slumber! </title><content type='html'>today was super fun.. i started off the day by finishing my collage on the wall which to me does not look that nice.. but i love it. then i got ready to meet the team at tanah merah mrt station. uncle kk sent me there.. and i was 10mins late. aunty sarah would not let me leave without eating the lunch she prepared. the food was nice though.. we walked to chris' house from the station and as soon as wwe stepped into his house.. we were welcome by his ever so cute dog. we ate pizza, drank a really nice drink ;)  dom at 6 slices and danny at 3. hahas.. according to danny, he is learning some good manners from his mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoe haven. heaven on earth.. chris' mum has three Full cupboards of beau-tiful shoes.. wow.. and she tells us she got more in her store room! and she needs to put polaroid on the box so she will no which pair is which.. and she had such a pretty manicure done too. and not only does she have a shoe collection but she has a handbag collection as well! reminds me of my mum. but only thing my mum just has her shoes in one place.. and i don't think she has that many. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; we went down to chris' basement and watched videos and worked on their white shirts. the first few shirts were nerve-wrecking to do... but then i soon got the hang of it. their shirts are really nice, unlike ours! argh! stupid "good" quality shirts.. more like no quality.. the only good thing was the sense of accomplishment. after the shirts were done, we thought of dance steps but we still need to work on them... hmm. we had lots of fun! we were dead tired after that and we all ate heavenly double chocolate cookies and smith's chips and quenched our thirst. we sat together and talked about stuff.. it was super fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 9? we decided that we would go to east point to have our very late dinner. chris' mum gave us a ride there. we squeezed into her car.. dom sat in front, chris sat on fudin, sophie sat on me and dipna sat on nessa. had a cramp in my leg when i got out. hahas. we ended up eating at burger king..we ate and talked and continued talking.. we were dead tired by the end of the day and sophie and i made a move first while chris was buying leather shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a cab home.. sophie stayed over. we tried on our dresses.. and we made a fruit salad and we wathced britney in concert and while watching i fell asleep.. i think it was 2 in the morning? we decided to go to bed.. sophie had to wake up early the next morning, she was going to desaru. yesterday was an ultra fun day! going back to school tomorrow. surprisingly.. i don't mind going back, anyways.. no more studying right!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fudin is one hell of an observant guy! winks at nessa, babuska and dipna! we love our peacemaker! 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'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110030920878532477</id><published>2004-11-13T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T09:26:48.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soar feet and blisters! </title><content type='html'>yesterday was a day of much walking and also some running and also the result of blisters and painful toes. ha ha. went out with sophie to orchard again.. to find our dresses for that evening.. we found these nice black ones and pink ones but we did not get them.. we thought mayb we would go back tomorrow and get them.. so after more walking we decided to leave as sophie had to go meet her family for dinner and i had to meet mine for a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while at the movies, i got a msg from sophie saying she found really nice dresses and she bought them first.. i'll trust her i guess.. haha.. she is gonna show them to me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to chriss' house today.. many of us.. gonna was dvd's and think of the dance steps! it's gonna be fun! i think.. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophie might be staying over today.. i'm not sure.. gotta give her a call later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to gio. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110030920878532477?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110030920878532477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110030920878532477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/11/soar-feet-and-blisters.html' title='soar feet and blisters! '/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110022734213765838</id><published>2004-11-12T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T10:42:22.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our night out! </title><content type='html'>yesterday was a really fun day! i went over to dipna's house in the afternoon for like a deepavali celebration but also more of a like practice session as well.. it was quite a good turn up.. wuite a number of guys came too. which was great. so than they were working on the car for abit and then we went down to think of dance steps for car wash.. hardly tot of anything cos we just like couldn't! then we decided that we would go over to chriss' house on saturday and watch dvd's and like try to get some moves from there.. so that is set! teehees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sophie and i left at about 650 and when we reached the station we decided to go to town.. so we took the train there.. and while we were on the train we were like noticing couples and some of them were really argh.. hahas. when we got there.. we walked over to cine and ate pasta! after that we walked around and i found this like green skirt, the colour i've like been looking for and it was flairy! i loved it.. and it was really cheap too. i showed it to sophie and she loved it too.. we went up and checked movie times and bought tickets for the 935 shark tale.. the show was awesome! hahas.. but we were dead tired after that and took cabs home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought the tickets at 820 so we had loads of time before the movie started.. so we went over to heeren and i bought this really cute pair of shoes!! their really nice. my mum was kinda shocked when i showed them to her cos she never saw me in a pair like those before and she of cos could not resist to nag at me for not using the money she gave me to get the outfit for the nite but instead spending them on shoes.. but she loved them.. i could tell. teehees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out with sophie again today.. it's gonna be another fun-filled day of walking.. and trying on clothes and shoes shoes shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i gotta gio now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110022734213765838?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110022734213765838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110022734213765838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/11/our-night-out.html' title='our night out! '/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110022632210681053</id><published>2004-11-11T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T10:29:45.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no one hears me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;everybodys screaming and i try to make a sound but no one hears me. im slipping off the edge, im hanging by a thread. i wanna start this over again so i try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered, and i cant explain what happened, and i cant erase the things that ive done&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;no i cant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;why must this happen to me? i made my mistakes.. ive got nowhere to run. the night goes on as im fading away.. im sick of this life.. i just wanna scream.. why must this happen to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i cant stand the pain.. and i cant make it go away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what do you do when it seems like your life is so fucked up and all you can do is sit in the corner of your empty room and hide away so that no one can see you cry. you are in a state of oblivion..of being forgotten, neglected and although you can be heard.. they are oblivious to the sound of your cries.. you are all alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;does life go on? its not easy to say.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110022632210681053?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110022632210681053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110022632210681053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/11/no-one-hears-me.html' title='no one hears me'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-110013510409846104</id><published>2004-11-11T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T09:05:04.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say goodbye to tests!!</title><content type='html'>la la la.. goodbye tests. for this week and weeks to come at least. so maths test was a slight killer, the last three questions each of four marks.. got them not completely wrong but wrong. but i passed and got a A2 for this module. so that's fine. chinese test was a complete last minute thing.. i studied one night before the test and passed! yeaa! hahas. and the science oral was ok.. i got water pollution so it was pretty simple.. all the algae eutrophication or whatever.. yeaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tests at the track are over too! on monday we did three jump and the rest did 150m but i did not ): then on tuesday we were supposed to do throws. teehees how cool rite.. but it started raining like dinosaurs and elephants so we went to the gym to workout there. then on wednesday we did five jump and the 300m. which i ran! i told mr paul that i wanted to run and i was so glad when he said ok.. he said he knows it's like hard for me to sit there and watch them run. i ran alone and did a time 2 seconds off my pb but heck.. my injury did not come back after my run! hmm.. so happy! and mr paul high fived me too! the jumps were kinda crap la.. i can't jump on my left leg. stefan is my idol for jumps! he like jump superly duperly far la.. and it's like he has had so many setbacks but still so great.. i guess he is like a natural! ma ha ha! mr kang was like " he must have ate lots of frogs" and we were like " ooooooo mr kang..." hahas tsk tsk. funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy depavali! going to dipna's house today to celebrate with her and also to practice the dance cha cha cha. then sophie and i wanna go to town and try and find outfits for the dinner which like has a restriction for everything. oh wells.. we might just find something.. hmmm. i hope we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy.. it's like on tuesday? ya.. we were practising the dance and like the guys came up too and like we tot they might like think the dance is shit and all.. but they were practising with us.. hahas.. their dance is awesome.. can't wait till we put it together and like do the final dance. yipeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies.. daddy is making breakfast.. so gotta go set the table. see yas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-110013510409846104?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/110013510409846104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=110013510409846104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110013510409846104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/110013510409846104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/11/say-goodbye-to-tests.html' title='say goodbye to tests!!'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109982599172050880</id><published>2004-11-07T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T19:17:48.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from princess to queen!!</title><content type='html'>i just came back from the movies!! i watched princess diaries two. i recommend all you people out there to grab your partner and skip down to the cinema and catch it! went with my mummy and two sisters.. they really enjoyed it as well! princess mia is really pretty.. she looks for matured now.. being made queen and all! hahas... the guy is super cute! to die for blue eyes!! and his accent.. hohoho. gotta go back to school later.. in about an hour and a half. tsk tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;chinese test on wednesday, maths test on tuesday.. science oral on monday, tests on the track throughout the week. it's all about TESTS! the T word!! i wanna scream out loud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after electone today i went for lunch and then we went shopping! it was unplanned shopping. i love it when it's unplanned.. all the excitement. so we walked around.. in and out of shops and i bought two skirts and this really cute three quats pants from op. it comes with a multi coloured belt.. which is just so cute.. so we just came out of banquet and we were came across this like stall which sells some cute socks.. and i bought these stripey ones of red, pink and white that go up all the way to my calves!! their super cute!! i came home and tried that on and my brother said that if i ever wore them out he would claim that i wasn't his sister, my mum said they looked nice and my dad said that i got so many different kinds of styles and that i was crazy.. hahas.. my younger sis just tot i was weird sister. oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dinner calls! tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109982599172050880?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109982599172050880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109982599172050880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/11/from-princess-to-queen.html' title='from princess to queen!!'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109978992709288960</id><published>2004-11-07T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T09:12:07.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retro madness!</title><content type='html'>yesterday was super awesome! met the girls at paya lebar mrt.. was a great turn out.. only about 5 girls din go cos they had something on. so we met at 2 and we walked to the budget outlet! ma has. never ever stepped foot in a shop like that, i was amazed at the retroness. ok it is not that retro but we found the skirts we wanted.. sophie had been there with poojaa earlier and she found a pair of twin skirts that are so tacky and awesome. hahas.. we went to the changing room, tried them on and started dancing.. shake shake. nessa, dipna, nette, janice,balpreet, sarah, alicia, cheryl and poojaa found some really awesome stuff as well! they managed to get tops but sophie and i could not find the perfect tops for our skirts. so we made a "you break the plan you die" plan and decided to go to orchard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after munching on cheeseburgers, and lime juice we were off to orchard! our first stop was topshop! my favourite place to shop. we went there and started fooling around.. we put on winter coats and like cool stylish hats.. we looked like detectives!! hahas.. then we put on these really cute shiny hats and we also tried on the alicia keys kind and then we added sunglasses! it was so cool.. then we decided to look for our tops.. so sophie and i took a few and we went in the changing room together and tried them on and started dancing in front of the mirror.. and we like swapped like at least more than 5 tops.. but we din like them.. they weren't retro. so we exited the changing rooms and decided to look at our favourite items at topshop.. the undergarments!! hahas.. they had some new ones! sooo nice. so we took leave.. bidding goodbye to tophop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;far east plaza!! we walked in and out of level one.. sad that we had not found our tops.. we looked at shoes at the same time.. i want my pointy spotty ones!! ): sophie got her pointy ribboned ones... their pretty. so while she was paying i brought cheryl to the shop opposite and we found the perfect shoes for cheryl! hahas.. so happy for her, she looks super cute in them, matching with her skirt. hahas.she was so excited. so cute. haha.. we walked around until our muscles ached, bought fruit to eat while waiting for this shop to open. when it finally did.. we burst in and we tried on a million tops until we found two tops that matched our skirt!! we were so happy that we managed to find something. we lost track of time and then cheryl was like "it's 7 already" we were like crap crap crap. so we all took cabs home. haha. my cab uncle super weird.. he like comment on every single thing and like talk to himself and make funny noises. haahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i reached home, we left for aunty pat's house. dinner was lamp chops, salad, suasages and i forgot the rest.. was quite good. my new zealand and portugese uncles were there. hahas. watched singapore idol encore.. they sang their idols songs and my aunties were like telling me " i have not even watched a single episode"  and i was like hahah okies.. she kinda like doesn't like tv.. she thinks its too noisy and disturbing. hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week is test week and i won't be able to do the tests... cos i have not been training.. so sick ok.. i gotta like watch them do the tests.. anyways if i do the test my chances will probably be super low.. i'll lose to like alot of people. but i think i have to do the jumps. the three jump and five jump. my calves are super weak la.. that day we were doing jumps into the pit and it was like so difficult for me to even make the pit. test test test. tests in school and tests on the track. testing how good we are. tests make me wanna scream!!&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/7182473-109978992709288960?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109978992709288960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109978992709288960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/11/retro-madness.html' title='retro madness!'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109970631094993173</id><published>2004-11-06T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T23:08:44.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>home sweet home.. so it's like yesterday my sister brings me out with her and her friends to watch shark tale and the most horrible thing happened.. i got coke spilled all over me. i was shit pissed off la.. my white sweater was covered in coke.. and i was like freezing cos my jeans were soaked so my sister asked me to go home.. hmms.. yeaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today might be going out with the rest to look for our costumes for the dance! it's gonna be so awesome, i hope things turn out fine and the guys are cooperative. i mean it is like they better be oook. but this performance thingy is like also like bringing our track team closer together. like the girls have become more united and all of us are like contributing here and there and i just hope it would turn out great and like show them that we can come up with something and not screw it up and at the same time display teamwork that no one has seen before since we are known fer our cliques and all.yeaas. we are really putting in alot of effort and excitement. hmms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we practised on friday, we all went to the empty room on the fourth floor, my room of rows.. from there we went down for training. so we met yono, dickson, kyser and joel in the lift and sarah was offering us this pixie dust thingy and yono said " why you all eating detergent" and we burst out laffin! yono oooh yono! hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to aunty pat's house for dinner.. it is gonna we another family reunion.. wonder what is on the menu for today.. hmms. got rashes all over my back and my upper arms, probably touched something sensitive, my mum said that my back is like completely rashed. super itchy. i wish i had one of those things the cat uses you noe.. haha, then i can scratch the night away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okies gonna eat my breakfast now. see yas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when we touch&lt;br /&gt;the honesty's too much&lt;br /&gt;that i have to close my eyes and hide&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hold you till i die&lt;br /&gt;till we both break down and cry&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides.&lt;br /&gt;sugarpie(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109970631094993173?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109970631094993173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109970631094993173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/11/home-sweet-home.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109920891681247957</id><published>2004-10-31T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T15:48:36.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boo! i am actually here! saw dads com lying aaround and realized it was screamin my name to go use it sooo here i am! teehees..it's been a billion years since i've been here. it feels great to be doing something besides flicking the channels of the tv. i mean that was seriously all i did.. as in seriously. from when i woke up to when i went to bed. tv tv tv. it's a wonder how tv can entertain u for like a whole day.. u willl always ALWAYS have something to watch. hahas. hmm... well i'm glad my sick days are over. they were terrible. i could not do anything man. i could not walk or talk. all i could do was watch tv and sleep. eating and drinking were not even on my menu. *screams. hmmm... my one week or supposedly fun holidays are over.. i gotta go back to school tonight.. and all i saw for this holiday was... - the insides of my house. interesting eh? hahas... i did not get to eat a big tub og haagen dazz chocolate ice cream and i did not get to eat tons of doritos and chocolates. i'm depressed. i can't take it anymore! i need to lie down! ahhhhhh...&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/7182473-109920891681247957?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109920891681247957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109920891681247957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/10/boo-i-am-actually-here-saw-dads-com.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109842605099521280</id><published>2004-10-22T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T14:22:34.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today so far as been a very very bad day for me..i wake up body aching all over and then i have fever.. get sent up for training and then sent home.. did not pack my room properly.. did not pack my stuff for the spark c camp properly cos i was to dizzy to do anything. so i just laid on my bed and fell asleep.. today had baking in school and i missed it! dammit.. came home, took panadol and slept straight away.. woke up and ate porridge.. and watched the tuxedo. sighs.. hmms.. yesterday i went for my medical with sophie and stefan.. hahas hilarious.. sophie and i had to wear one of those gowns again.. it was so embarrassing.. and both the times i had to wear it.. i was with stefan.. so this time i was quite ok.. but sophie was freaking embarrassed.. we were like screaming in the toilet..we had to take blood tests as well.. as i hate blood tests.. this one really hurt and sophie and i was soo scared and had to sing each other songs..stefan did not like our song though.. bumx. after that stefan's daddy came to pick us up and gave us a lift back to school.. i think stefan passed his fever to me.. he had been sick the past days.. hmms...ooooh tseng.. oh wells.. gotta gio now.. bies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fly fly butterfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in the morning it's flying high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;in the evening it's flying low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fly fly fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;butterfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love mah ying fen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sugarpie(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109842605099521280?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109842605099521280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=109842605099521280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109842605099521280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109842605099521280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/10/today-so-far-as-been-very-very-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109800121376687587</id><published>2004-10-17T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T16:20:13.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sunday oh sunday.. the day i sooo do not look forward to. going back to school tonight, 6pm mass dinner and then back to school. it is a good thing dad is sending me back though. (: something to smile about. hehes. hmmms.. this weekend has been total slack. yesterday i was in front of the com like almost the whole day and today it was the tv. i watched the ring and then clueless. haven watched that in a super duper long time and hahas.. hilarious. hmmss.. gotta get ready for mass soon before daddy comes into my room screaming. hahas. yeps. wanted to go visit charlyn but she went swimming today..and i have to go to church so i guess that is out of the picture )': i'll probably meet up with her next week. i wanna go shopping and buy clothes.. lots and lots of clothes.. i wish my daddy gave me lots of money and told me that i could buy anything i want! wow!! i could only dreaam! hahas.. okies.. i guess that is better than nothing rite? hahas. yeaa! feeling tired.. but gotta go to church! i hope i dont fall asleep during homily. teehees. okies.. gotta go nows..  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109800121376687587?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109800121376687587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109800121376687587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/10/sunday-oh-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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type='html'>saturday..cha cha cha! hahas. it's the weekend! so greeeat to be home. the week passed really really fast.. and next week will be the last week of module seven and then hols! yippeeee. one week of coming back for training and then going back all the way to east coast. haha. mummy has friends over for dinner today. haahaa!! miss leo so small and as nice as ever! mummies best friend. i love her. had the parents meeting on friday, before coming home.. it went fine. so happy! and so are my parents. hahas.. halloween is coming!? ain't it. sophie cheryl and i are planning to trick or treating but we know that in this country we won't get any candy that is why we are going to get back up candy so we won't feel sad when we got no candy to eat. so we goona walk around in costumes and then sleep over in someones house! exciting! we even made a halloween calender. planning everything. hahaas. after this will be a christmas calender and then a valentine one! teehees.. meliee is incuded too if she is free! i wuff yoo meliee(: dad going for business trip, leaving on monday which means he can still send me to school tomorrow and he will be back to pick me up on friday. i love my dadiieeee so so much. when to mummies centre today and father greg the funny cute priest came to give the blessing. yeaas. yesterday my sis went clubbing and she told me that my parents went too! party animals. at first my sis was so embarrassed but her friends seemed to love my parents.. haha. they danced the night away! till closing time at 3 and then they decided to retire and come home. talked to ying fen on the phone last night and then she gotta put down the phone cos her brother's friend called ): i always imagined her brother to be quie chubby, perfect tan, small eyes, red cheeks and jet balck hair.. but the only thing i got right was the tan part.. hmms. oh well. she tells me he is super skinny and sissy! hahas.. i love mahyingfen(:!! passed my chinese, maths and science test! yay! doing this project for science and we are going to create our own planet. in the same group as Ruth, Ying Fen and Sophie. haha. our planet rocks. it is gonna be half winter and half summer and have everything we want. even pink elephants! hahas! yipeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear charlyn,&lt;br /&gt;i'm here for you ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna see you like thins.&lt;br /&gt;i love you so so much.&lt;br /&gt;takecare dear.&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/7182473-109792506064897548?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109792506064897548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=109792506064897548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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maths and chinese test on wednesday.. hope i pass!(: going to church soon.. better go bathe soon before my aunty comes into my room screaming and then running to tell my mum i don wanna wake up! hahas. wanted to go shopping with my mum yesterday.. told me she would finish work at 6. but it was already 7 and she wsn't home.. so i called her and asked her what time she coming home and she said if we could keep shopping for tomorrow.. and i was like yeah.. sure.. hmms. hopefully we will be going today -dots.. my dad has gone to taipei for..business trip.. so dono who will be sending me back to school today.. :( oh well.. should be taking a taxi or something.. alone. haahaas. hmms.. okies.. gonna go take a shower nows!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;open up the part of you that wants to hide away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109731671552639306</id><published>2004-10-09T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T18:11:55.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to FLY</title><content type='html'>Any moment everything can change&lt;br /&gt;Feel the wind on your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;For a minute all the world can wait&lt;br /&gt;Let go of your yesterdayCan you hear it calling?&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it in your soul?&lt;br /&gt;Can you trust this longing and take control?&lt;br /&gt;Fly&lt;br /&gt;Open up the part of you that wants to hide away&lt;br /&gt;You can shine&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the reasons why you can deny and start to try 'cus it's your time, time to fly&lt;br /&gt;All your worries, leave them somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;Find a dream you can follow&lt;br /&gt;Reach for something when there's nothing left and the world's feeling hollow&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear it calling?&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it in your soul?&lt;br /&gt;Can you trust this longing and take control&lt;br /&gt;Fly&lt;br /&gt;Open up the part of you that wants to hide away&lt;br /&gt;You can shine&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the reasons why you can deny and start to try 'cus it's your time, time to fly&lt;br /&gt;And when your down and feeling low, just want to run away&lt;br /&gt;Trust yourself and don't give up&lt;br /&gt;You know you better than anyone else&lt;br /&gt;Any moment everything can change&lt;br /&gt;Feel the wind on your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;For a minute all the world can waitLet go of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Fly&lt;br /&gt;Open up the part of you that wants to hide away&lt;br /&gt;You can shine&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the reasons why you can deny and start to try 'cus it's your time, time to fly&lt;br /&gt;Fly&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the reasons why you can deny and start to try 'cus it's your time, time to fly&lt;br /&gt;Any moment everything can change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109731671552639306?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109731671552639306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109731671552639306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/10/time-to-fly.html' title='Time to FLY'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109626516581079676</id><published>2004-09-27T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T14:06:05.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; LOVE &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; EMILY&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109626516581079676?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109626516581079676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i'm in dodo's house now!! but gotta go home soon..sobs..she going to her ah gongs house to eat.. so should be walking back soon..was supposed to have lunch with her.. but daddy said is was family day so i turned charlyn down..sobs..but then. when i came home i had nothing to do and she also at home so i walked over!! hehes.. ilovecharlyn!! ballso and nutso rocks! bought a new phone today the same one as charlyn, nokia 6230? its really nice.. but my memory card is like super pathetic la.. must go and get one that can store more hahas! goottaa go back to school today.. haii. So nice to be home.. missed my room like craziee!! haii...oh wells.charlyn trying to make her tamagotchis mate!hahas!!so funnie! than i was like "can u watch them mate?" than she was like "you can watch if u want to"hahs!!kukuness... i hate goodbyes!! ilovedodochar(:&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/7182473-109619407326910901?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109619407326910901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109619407326910901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-in-dodos-house-now-but-gotta-go.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109610353812892164</id><published>2004-09-26T08:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T21:53:28.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-bored. home the whole day, might follow mummie to ikea later. got a huge mosquito bite on my elbow!super itchy!hahas. went for the colours award today sat next to nazri and alicia..nazri so cocky.saw yanni..its like we went in track suits and other schools looked so smart in their blazers and stuff and we looked like we were going for competition?but anyway we just started so that is a disadvantage...yeaas. mms.. people just don't get it that i am trying. i am,I AM!! nipple,grape and banana i hate you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got stains on my tshirt&lt;br /&gt;and i'm the biggest flirt&lt;br /&gt;right now i'm solo&lt;br /&gt;but that will be changing eventually&lt;br /&gt;got bruises on my heart&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes i get dark&lt;br /&gt;if you want my autobiography..&lt;br /&gt;baby..just ask me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109610353812892164?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109610353812892164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109610353812892164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/09/bored.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109602733410841938</id><published>2004-09-25T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T20:02:14.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heylo! so happie.. my com is finally repaired and i can finally blog and do everthing!super happie! hahas. finally back home after a week in school.. hais. spot checks. first week of school 6 handphones -gone. how sad. hais. what is this world coming to man! mr paul is not back yet! missing him like crazy man! still got the whole of next week before he comes back, hais. Emily Oterga is leaving. what are we going to do when she leaves us!? the one true person that noes us-deep. hais. goonaa miss her like crazy. WE LOVE YOU EMILY! don't you ever ever forget that ok! and don't forget our wonderful track team too. sobs. love you.. hmms. goona have pizza for dinner! i am starving and so looking forward to it man. North Zone colour awards tomorrow..we goonaa wear track suits!? not blazers but track suits. hmms..yeahs..i hate banana,grape and nipple!! argh! i wannae cry!! hais...-confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we friends or are we not, you told me once but i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109602733410841938?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109602733410841938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109602733410841938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/09/heylo-so-happie.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109551565875803910</id><published>2004-09-18T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T21:54:18.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/cinderella%20story.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/cinderella%20story.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. prince charming&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109551565875803910?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109551565875803910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=109551565875803910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109551565875803910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109551565875803910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/09/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109506879126846367</id><published>2004-09-13T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T17:46:31.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/ONE%20BIG%20FAMILY!%20THE%20SPORTS%20SCHOOL%20TRACK%20TEAM.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/ONE%20BIG%20FAMILY!%20THE%20SPORTS%20SCHOOL%20TRACK%20TEAM.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY FAMILY!! I LOVE YOU!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109506879126846367?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109506879126846367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=109506879126846367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109506879126846367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109506879126846367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/09/happy-family-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109497129822063727</id><published>2004-09-13T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T14:41:38.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So she said what's the problem baby What's the problem I don't know Well maybe I'm in love (love) Think about it every time I think about it Can't stop thinking 'bout it How much longer will it take to cure this Just to cure it cause I can't ignore it if it's love Makes me wanna turn around and face me but I don't know nothing 'bout love Come on, come on Turn a little faster Come on, come on The world will follow after Come on, come on Cause everybody's after loveSo I said I'm a snowball running Running down into the spring that's coming all this love Melting under blue skies Belting out sunlight Shimmering love Well baby I surrender To the strawberry ice creamNever ever end of all this loveWell I didn't mean to do it But there's no escaping your love These lines of lightning Mean we're never alone, Never alone, no, no Come on, Come on Move a little closer Come on, Come onI want to hear you whisperCome on, Come on Settle down inside my loveCome on, come on Jump a little higherCome on, come onIf you feel a little lighterCome on, come on We were onceUpon a time in love We're accidentally in love Accidentally in love Accidentally I'm In Love, I'm in Love, I'm in Love, I'm in Love, I'm in Love, I'm in Love,Accidentally Come on, come on Spin a little tighter Come on, come on And the world's a little brighter Come on, come on Just get yourself inside her Love ...I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109497129822063727?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109497129822063727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=109497129822063727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109497129822063727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109497129822063727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/09/so-she-said-whats-problem-baby-whats.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109496910549081789</id><published>2004-09-13T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T14:05:05.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hellO!! i can finally blog! my stupid com at home got virus and my sister's com super screwed! argh! just came back from langkawi on friday. its was super fun but i got burnt damn bad. hahas. and when i came back i had a very NICE dao-ing session from two people who i LOVE. *sheesh. hahas. but i forgive them. - grins. and what happened on my flobber man!! argh! i wanna scream! went out with charlyn yap jia hui yesterday, we watched raising helen. Very nice, funny and sad.We walked in late la.. cos this girl wanna eat lunch, then we ate at pasta mania and she took forever to eat her food..  we were like seated at the second row.. but still enjoyed it. then.. we went underwear hunting!! charlyn is such a bore man... and she thinks i am crazie.. but come on!! how can you resist rite!! we walked around alot alot... and we bought these matching star bracelets. really nice. we were so fed up at the end of the day cos the bracelets were all we bought. haahs! and like after a looong time, we bought bubble tea!! haha. i drank ice blended green apple. hmmms.. yummies. Saw quite a few people, teck yang, this group of wings athletes, and stefan claims he saw mie. and i saw kim walkerman tooes.. hahahas. after that.. charlyn and i took a bus 36 home. we stopped at kcp bus stop and we walked to my house. and she was freaking scared of the "haunted" hotel on both sides of the road. hahas so cute... and when we were crossing over we were like fighting in the middle of the road. and she almost got hit by a car. she came over for a while and we watched singapore idol.. a repeated episode... until her dad came and it was the sad goodbye. *tear. hehehs. had loads of fun that dae! Iloveyoudodo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;got stains on my t-shirt, and i'm the biggest flirt&lt;br /&gt;right now i'm solo but that would be changing eventually&lt;br /&gt;got bruises on my heart and sometimes i get dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;if you want my auto, want my autobiography, baby just ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109496910549081789?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109496910549081789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109496910549081789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/09/hello-i-can-finally-blog-my-stupid-com_12.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109436642730527777</id><published>2004-09-05T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T14:40:27.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby, i'm so &lt;strong&gt;sorry&lt;/strong&gt; if i did anything wrong. you know i love you. i'm missin you like crazy and i'm hoping to see you soon. sorry for not talking. sorry for leaving you out of the "fun". Sorry for hurting you.Sorry for not knowing how you feel. Baby you know i love you. That's all that matters. &lt;strong&gt;I'm nuts about yoo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109436642730527777?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109436642730527777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109436642730527777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/09/baby-im-so-sorry-if-i-did-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109317527109993860</id><published>2004-08-22T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T19:47:51.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did i tell you how much i loved you!? if i didn't i'll tell you now &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seeing you today was the bestEST thing. It made my day! with you i fall so fast i can't hardly catch my breadth. i hope this lasts. i can finally rest my head on something real. i love how you can tell of the pieces of me! Am i that obvious? Is it written on my face? if it is i hope it never goes away! can't wait till i'm in your arms!! NACK(:  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109317527109993860?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109317527109993860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109317527109993860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/08/did-i-tell-you-how-much-i-loved-you-if.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109301061175333889</id><published>2004-08-20T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T22:03:31.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/DSCN1669.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/DSCN1669.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missin you rajan!!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109301061175333889?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109301061175333889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=109301061175333889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109301061175333889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109301061175333889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/08/missin-you-rajan.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109289162374822530</id><published>2004-08-19T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T13:02:59.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NACK(:</title><content type='html'>yoo are my sunshine my ONLY sunshine you make me happy when skies are grey. you never know DEAR how much i love you don anyone take my SUNSHINE from me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PRINCESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109289162374822530?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109289162374822530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=109289162374822530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109289162374822530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109289162374822530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/08/nack.html' title='NACK(:'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109247198887043529</id><published>2004-08-14T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T16:26:28.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/a4a0d285.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/a4a0d285.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby i love yooo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109247198887043529?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109247198887043529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=109247198887043529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109247198887043529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109247198887043529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/08/baby-i-love-yooo.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109247127589478382</id><published>2004-08-14T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T16:14:35.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109247127589478382?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109247127589478382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=109247127589478382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109247127589478382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109247127589478382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/08/ill-be-your-princess_14.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109188769496883588</id><published>2004-08-07T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T22:08:14.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/clvin.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/clvin.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't he just the cutest thing alive!? :) nack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109188769496883588?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109188769496883588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=109188769496883588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109188769496883588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109188769496883588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/08/isnt-he-just-cutest-thing-alive-nack.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109187984968315530</id><published>2004-08-07T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T19:57:29.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/kiss.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/kiss.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you and me always.. and forever :) nack. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109187984968315530?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109187984968315530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=109187984968315530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109187984968315530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109187984968315530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/08/you-and-me-always.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109166199412132936</id><published>2004-08-05T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T07:26:34.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new york city people!!</title><content type='html'>i'm home!! back from ohio! competitions are over. didn't do very well though. but it was an amazing experience for me. the people there are huge and like two times taller than me. so now i know what to expect and that i gotta train really hard. We got fifth in our relay! how cool is that rite!! woohoos! haha. so many people in my house. sucks. my room is taken too. sighs. had alot of fun there although the people i went with from track weren't from my "circle of friends". so most of the time you saw me with the swimmers. cass, mylene, ruth and melissa. sat with melissa on the plane! hahs it was fun. but from cleveland to newyork sat in the middle of balpreet and calvin. i want to peng sitting next to bal. she didn't off her phone, don wanna fasten set belt and when supposed to bring up the chair she didn't. and...some of the stuff she said. bleaghx. hahs. yong jia was so playful, he bought a whoopie cushion and he was using it on strangers. and he threw used tissues around. he ended up getting yeld at. laffs. roomed with alicia over at ohio. our only source of light was a table light and the bathroom light. we had air-con though. hahs. on sundae night calvin, yong jia and yi long came over to play cards. have a rough idea of what the guys talk about and its not excatly nice! disgusting sometimes. hhahs. can't wait to get bck to school! see the rest. its been a week with ummm... "them". i had enuff. fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109166199412132936?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109166199412132936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=109166199412132936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109166199412132936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109166199412132936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/08/new-york-city-people.html' title='new york city people!!'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109072094723292737</id><published>2004-07-25T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T10:04:43.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll bleed knowing that you don't care. i keep closing my eyes but i can't seem to block you out.tears from behind my eyes.. the one thing that i tried to hold on to. goodbye to you. &lt;br /&gt;____captain underpants____&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109072094723292737?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-109014946001402514</id><published>2004-07-18T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T09:41:18.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all i knoe is that i want you and i need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;please tell me you feel that same way &lt;br /&gt;leys start over and forget the past&lt;br /&gt;how long is this gonna last&lt;br /&gt;dear god,please give me my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-109014946001402514?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109014946001402514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;today was cookie day! we baked cookies! it tastes great! our first batch were with mnms and choco chips and our second batch were with choco chips honey and choco fudge. so we called it honey fudge cookies! heehes. had a great time! we call our cookies "sams"! hahs. shobi,anand,melissa,seema. grins. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he nvr msg mie the&amp;nbsp;whole weekend. what the&amp;nbsp;hell las&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;hais.. forget him. gonna haf seafood for dinner than going back to school.. 200m heats tmr. hope everything goes well. wish mie luck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;_______that one special kiss__________&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/7182473-109014638728552613?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/109014638728552613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=109014638728552613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109014638728552613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/109014638728552613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/07/today-was-cookie-day-we-baked-cookies.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-108899416668130951</id><published>2004-07-05T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T10:22:46.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from me to you</title><content type='html'>from me to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the times that i hurt you&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the time i rejected your calls &lt;br /&gt;and refused to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the times that you said you loved me&lt;br /&gt;but i never gave you the reply you were hoping for&lt;br /&gt;i wanted you  i got you  but now i'm leaving you behind&lt;br /&gt;and i'm crying in the rain to hide &lt;br /&gt;the tears that i'm crying for you &lt;br /&gt;cos i miss you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;__________you will never be replaced*____________&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108899416668130951?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108899416668130951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108899416668130951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108899416668130951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108899416668130951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/07/from-me-to-you.html' title='from me to you'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-108899093651426232</id><published>2004-07-05T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T09:28:56.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/figo2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/figo2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for their happy ending.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108899093651426232?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108899093651426232/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-108899076605530717</id><published>2004-07-05T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T09:26:06.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh portugal.. </title><content type='html'>portugal lost.. can't believe this.. i so wanted them to win.. *sighs. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108899076605530717?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108899076605530717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108899076605530717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-108895524149081561</id><published>2004-07-04T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T23:34:01.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heloos.. blog is screwed. mies chatterbox is missing. yeps.. portugal vs greece later. dono if i'll be staying up for it but i know that mel reallie wants to. i'm all for portugal.My brother has gone to orchard to watch the game. did some cleaning in da new house today. had to clean my room's toilet!! hahas. it was quite ok la.. cos it was already clean.. hafta wake up early tmr morning. 7am cos gonna go bless the house.. haix.&lt;br /&gt;moved it most of the stuff in the kitchen already.So the kitchen is almost done. yeps..trina joined our class for cathecism! hahas.. how cool is that!!? she was made to do the closing prayer cos she was like super late. hahas.. hmms gtg nows.. bies!!&lt;br /&gt;_______________cryin in the rain to hide the tears i cried for you__________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108895524149081561?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108895524149081561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108895524149081561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108895524149081561'/><link rel='self' 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dae.. had pasta for lunch today hah. spicy chicken without peas *sound familiar to anyone!? haha winks.. mum and dad has gone to new house to do some cleaning.. hahhs. hahah melissa is chatting with mie on msn although she is just sitting next to me at the other com. hahah.. she is such  bum! hahahs. melissa is so sad!! cheer up mel! i love yoo to bits!! always remember that!!&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i promise you that i will never let you go]&lt;br /&gt;_________i will always love you___________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108892386187648208?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108892386187648208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/teddy-kiss.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/teddy-kiss.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teddy kiss.. so cutee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108885284208211162?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108885284208211162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108885284208211162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108885284208211162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-108885128114601248</id><published>2004-07-03T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T18:41:21.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hies..  bought a new phone!! hahahs. same as sophie's.. but i don't really like it though but i gotta get used to it first.. change my blog skin. love da colours and the picture is nice tooes!! hmms.. yeahs... he never came online.. :( hmms.. going for novena nows.. see yas!!&lt;br /&gt;[i wanted him,got him, but now i'm leaving im behind]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-108881810009984432</id><published>2004-07-03T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T09:28:20.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seperated</title><content type='html'>If love was a bird&lt;br /&gt;Then we wouldn't have wings&lt;br /&gt;If love was a sky&lt;br /&gt;We'd be blue&lt;br /&gt;If love was a choir&lt;br /&gt;You and I could never sing&lt;br /&gt;Cause love isn't for me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love was an Oscar&lt;br /&gt;You and I could never win&lt;br /&gt;Cause we can never act out our parts&lt;br /&gt;If love is the Bible&lt;br /&gt;Then we are lost in sin&lt;br /&gt;Because its not in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you go your way&lt;br /&gt;And I'll go mine&lt;br /&gt;Live your life, and I'll live mine&lt;br /&gt;Baby you'll do well, and I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're better off, separated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love was a fire&lt;br /&gt;Then we have lost the spark&lt;br /&gt;Love never felt so cold&lt;br /&gt;If love was a light&lt;br /&gt;Then we're lost in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Left with no one to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love was a sport&lt;br /&gt;We're not on the same team&lt;br /&gt;You and I are destined to lose&lt;br /&gt;If love was an ocean&lt;br /&gt;Then we are just a stream&lt;br /&gt;Cause love isn't for me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you go your way&lt;br /&gt;And I'll go mine&lt;br /&gt;Live your life, and I'll live mine&lt;br /&gt;Baby you'll do well, and I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're better off, separated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl I know we had some good times&lt;br /&gt;It's sad but now we gotta say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know I love you, I can't deny&lt;br /&gt;I can't say we didn't try to make it work for you and I&lt;br /&gt;I know it hurts so much but it's best for us&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along this windy road we lost the trust&lt;br /&gt;So I'll walk away so you don't have to see me cry&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me so, why don't you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you go your way&lt;br /&gt;And I'll go mine&lt;br /&gt;Live your life, and I'll live mine&lt;br /&gt;Baby you'll do well, and I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're better off, separated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108881810009984432?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108881810009984432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108881810009984432' 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spiderman is out!!i wanna watch it so badly!! heard that its better than the first one!! *scream..might be watching it tmr if all goes well.. got word that daddie going to collect the key for the new house tmr..yipee!! today we had pep.. and we have to help sophie,val wang, lam, wei chen and joel in their fund raising thingy.. and i got freaking put in handicrafts!! how can they do that to mie!!! nooooo!! and in my group i have.. rachel, daphne, jovina, RUTH, calvin,desmond,shu yong,and hui ru!! at least i got ruth!! hahahas.. handicrafts.. sheesh!! hmms.. gtg now. see yas&lt;br /&gt;[one day, when i'm awfully low, i will feel a glow just thinking of you]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108877565839481676?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-108831753893519774</id><published>2004-06-27T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T14:25:38.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/Radcliffe4.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/Radcliffe4.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniel radcliffe!!!! *screams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108831753893519774?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108831753893519774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/potter.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/1206/320/potter.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooo harry!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108831556795117757?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108831556795117757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108831556795117757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108831556795117757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-108830042070163892</id><published>2004-06-27T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T09:40:20.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school bluess</title><content type='html'>helooo!! hmms.. we going evening mass today and then from there they will send mie back to school.. i so badly don wanna go back to school.. so nice staying at home.. now haft go back to the hostel. but those one weeks will pass really fast and anyway nationals are coming in two weeks. not really scared of nationals but i'm kinda scared of the preparation for it i mean... the pressure is on.. yeps. yesterday we had the walaa training and we did relay practice..i screwed up for the first one with linette but the second one with alicia was quite ok.. i didn't know the guys hd a relay team but they do.. calvin, fudin, you hour and joel.. mr paul was saying how goood  team those four make and blahx. yeahs.. so anyways gtg nows.. see yas!&lt;br /&gt;[you send butterflies crashing into the walls of my stomache] &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108830042070163892?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108830042070163892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108830042070163892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108830042070163892'/><link 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108799654788439462?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108799654788439462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108799654788439462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108799654788439462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108799654788439462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/06/boo-hmms.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet 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sneezing alot the whole day.. hmms. sitting in the train all the way to woodlands is so boring!! and i gotta like do it again tmr!! darnx. daddy not coming back until early morning.. so dono if he will be able to send mie.. todaes training was damn tiring.. could almost die.. and the heat was terrible!! -dots..  anywaes gtg nows! bies!!&lt;br /&gt;[lucas rox!!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108782233420582775?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108782233420582775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108782233420582775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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want a conversation.. i just want to cry infront of you.. &lt;br /&gt;i don't want to fall to pieces.. can i please have one last ~kiss from you...&lt;br /&gt;helooo..  hmms.. got word today that we get the key to our new house on the 15th of july... and that is the start of nats as well!! *screams.. gotta start being focused durung training!! go val!!&lt;br /&gt;[love you to bits]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108772785392628099?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108772785392628099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108772785392628099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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quadz!!they are so darn cute.. keep hugging you like countless times.. on the second last dae we all traded shirts. hahas... the &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=people&amp;v=56"&gt;people&lt;/a&gt; there are great.. but some of the girls were quite odd... haha kinda les.. haha. it was damn it fun there although we did get alot of scolding. haha. cedar sec is there now.. in our room.. we left them a little note and a gift!! haha. they have damn funny nick names there. names that don't even exsits in their name. haha. i shall name some bum,pe,muay,fi,&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=apple&amp;v=56"&gt;apple&lt;/a&gt;,phung,&lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=bank&amp;v=56"&gt;bank&lt;/a&gt;,leg hahaha!! so cute rite.. but the person i miss most of all has got to be lucas!!!! hahahahs! we don't know his real name but melody and sophie gave him the name lucas! he always has this dreamy look on his face and when he sings its filled with emotions and expressions that are way over and lets say i am playing with this bunch of kids, he looks at me like he has just fallen in &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=love&amp;v=56"&gt;love&lt;/a&gt;. hahha.. he does that to sophie as well.. it cracks me up each &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=time&amp;v=56"&gt;time&lt;/a&gt; i look at him or even mention his name!! lucas!! hahaha!! on the way back, we experienced so much turbulence.. couldn't stand it.. sat next to calvin on the plane.. was quite ok lar.. heehees.quite funny.."they" were so mushy on the plane kanx!! i kept screaming.. hahas!! so nice to be &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=home&amp;v=56"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;. went to see the &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=house&amp;v=56"&gt;house&lt;/a&gt; that my parents have chose.. nice but... i don really like my room.. but i know that i am not going to be there like 7 days a week like the rest of my &lt;a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=family&amp;v=56"&gt;family&lt;/a&gt; members so i ust got to start loving my new room!! yeahs... hmms.. gotta think of desgins... yeahs! anywaes gtg now... bies!&lt;br /&gt;[kiss me beneath the milky twilight]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108764264532929886?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108764264532929886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108764264532929886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108764264532929886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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everything.. yeah. heard from charlyn that they all got into trouble at the arts festival and tomorrow they have to go back to school and get scolding from mrs sng i guess. forgot her name. hahahas.. its 9.20pm and melissa and shobi decided to go for a short run.. haha they just got back. haha. that was fast. hmmss gtg nows.. nitex.&lt;br /&gt;[felt you burning lips]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108687390453063179?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108687390453063179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108687390453063179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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today so roger let us off.. damn freaking pissed with the new rule that we can't go back to the hostel no matter what until 2.15pm.. crap. and if we finish training early, we cant go up and we have to wait till 6 till we can.. in 30 more mins.. we can return! but i don't think i will have time to sleep cos i have to finish packing my stuff for thailand and we also have to pack away all our stuff into the cupboards cos its the start of holiday next week. passed my math and chinese test. haha. seriously thought i was going to flunk! haha. esp math. we are doing algebra. yeahs. but i did quite well. as usual jovina got the highest in class.. she got like 24/25.. better than valerie wang..hahaha... might be joining them for training later~like finally. but if it really really hurts i'll have to stop.. like what i did yesterdae..hmmss.. anyway gotta go nows..bies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-108658626534983528</id><published>2004-06-07T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T13:31:05.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yu xiang sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108658626534983528?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108658626534983528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108658626534983528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108658626534983528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108658626534983528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/06/yu-xiang-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-10864464530370401</id><published>2004-06-05T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T22:40:53.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Time Teenage Drama Queen</title><content type='html'>There was a girl I knew &lt;br /&gt;who always wanted to be the one &lt;br /&gt;to stand out from the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Always believed that she was gonna live her dreams&lt;br /&gt;That what when down was gonna come around &lt;br /&gt;For all the doubters, non-believers, &lt;br /&gt;the cynicals that once were dreamers&lt;br /&gt;One of these days you'll open up your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And you'll realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That girl was a one time teenage drama queen&lt;br /&gt;A hot, tough everyday wannabee&lt;br /&gt;But she'll have changed her destiny&lt;br /&gt;Now she's a somebody&lt;br /&gt;That girl was a wild child dreamer but she found herself&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she believes in nothin' else And you'll look back and you won't believe&lt;br /&gt;That girl was me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with an attitude that she knows how to use&lt;br /&gt;She's gonna get there any way she can&lt;br /&gt;Now she knows what she wants&lt;br /&gt;No one is gonna stop her&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's ever gonna hold her down&lt;br /&gt;For all the doubters, non-believers the cynicle that once were dreamers&lt;br /&gt;One of these days you'll know that you were wrong (who would know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a work of art- you gotta paint it colorful&lt;br /&gt;Can make it anything you want&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to stick to any rules&lt;br /&gt;You don't need a high IQ to succeed in what you do&lt;br /&gt;You just gotta have no doubt just believe in yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubters, non-believers, once were dreamers&lt;br /&gt;One of these days you'll open up your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And you'll realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that girl&lt;br /&gt;was a one time&lt;br /&gt;teenage drama queen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-10864464530370401?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/10864464530370401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=10864464530370401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/10864464530370401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/10864464530370401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/06/one-time-teenage-drama-queen.html' title='One Time Teenage Drama Queen'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-108641394213422411</id><published>2004-06-05T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T13:39:02.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stuck at home.. doing nothing. woke up at 11 today. slept late last night. grandads birthday yesterday so we went to singapore swimming club where the whole daddies side was.. after that we went to east coast beach hut to celebrate aunty belindas birthday. harry potter is out!! daddy wasn't there though.. he is in bangkok. mum is going there tomorrow night to meet him.. for no apparent reason.. he probably lonely or my mum wants a few days off. so i hafta go back to school by myelf tmr. melissa has gone for the church camp.. i din go firstly cos school hasn't ended and also because i got training. harry potter has come out. the third one.. and i so badly wanna watch it. probably go with my sister later after she comes back from her driving classes. but that is if my mum allows. went for the mri scan thingy yesterdae.hahas! so maluating! haha the thing you go in oso damn scary. haha.. i asked the lady like so many questions. and the noise it made was so.. AhhH! *screams!! tryin not to rmb. don wanna go back there. haha.. gotta go now&lt;br /&gt;[sweet little kiss]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7182473-108641394213422411?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108641394213422411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108641394213422411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108641394213422411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108641394213422411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/06/stuck-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7182473.post-108614736523109535</id><published>2004-06-02T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T11:36:05.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much for my happy ending</title><content type='html'>Let's talk this over&lt;br /&gt;It's not like we're dead&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I did?&lt;br /&gt;Was it something You said?&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me hanging&lt;br /&gt;In a city so dead&lt;br /&gt;Held up so high&lt;br /&gt;On such a breakable thread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were all the things I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;And I thought we could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were everything, everything that I wanted&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it&lt;br /&gt;All of the memories, so close to me, just fade away&lt;br /&gt;All this time you were pretending&lt;br /&gt;So much for my happy ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got your dumb friends&lt;br /&gt;I know what they say&lt;br /&gt;They tell you I'm difficult&lt;br /&gt;But so are they&lt;br /&gt;But they don't know me&lt;br /&gt;Do they even know you?&lt;br /&gt;All the things you hide from me&lt;br /&gt;All the shit that you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were all the things I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;And I thought we could be&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to know that you were there&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for acting like you cared&lt;br /&gt;And making me feel like I was the only one&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to know we had it all&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for watching as I fall&lt;br /&gt;And letting me know we were done&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/7182473-108614736523109535?l=sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/feeds/108614736523109535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7182473&amp;postID=108614736523109535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108614736523109535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7182473/posts/default/108614736523109535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetnothingsfromyou.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-much-for-my-happy-ending.html' title='so much for my happy ending'/><author><name>sweet nothings</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07933319059948218640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
