<?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-6542722</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:21:39.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>::I'm holding on by letting go of you::</title><subtitle type='html'>going crazee</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542722.post-1236839371251951115</id><published>2007-06-16T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T01:08:43.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's kinda been awhile since I blogged. SO kept bugging me to blog so I shall just blog. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;15 June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SO supposed to come to my house early in the morning, so that she could spy on me sleeping but she didn't because it was raining. So it's alright. Maybe some other time alright. She came around twelve plus, we were supposed to do our Emaths homework together. I mean at least we did some questions and it was real nice of SO to teach me some of them. THANK YOU. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After that, we took a cab down to school to hand in our homework. I was like panicking because it was already after five. SO and I went to CP because we didn't have our breakfast at all and she needed to get some stuff. We were kinda retarded, kept laughing while walking all the way back to school. Bus-ed home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll try not to eat so much fastfood and drink too much fizzy drinks because it's not very healthy and it's fattening. But most of all, SO doesn't like them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;DIDO. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-1236839371251951115?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/1236839371251951115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/1236839371251951115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1236839371251951115' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-5360982816969359921</id><published>2007-06-04T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T11:31:30.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;3rd of June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went out with silly one yesterday. I waited for her at Esplanade, the long bridge there for about an hour in the sun. At first, I got kinda irritated but when I saw her, I wasn't irritated no more. The top secret misson was a success, so was the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went to Marina Square after that because I longed wanted to go there. Because I like the Quiksliver there. We ate at Long John's Sliver, then silly one forced me to eat the shrimps. Okay. Actually she forced me to eat everything that she ate except for the soya bean milk because I don't like it. So we went Suntec and town. Dinner-ed at Pasta Mania then Shan, Denise and Kristy came for awhile then they went off. Cabbed home. Oh. I forgot to let silly one try the Jackfruit biscuit yesterday. Shall let her try it next time.&lt;br /&gt;Hellogoodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dido. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-5360982816969359921?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/5360982816969359921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/5360982816969359921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#5360982816969359921' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-1175107272439195507</id><published>2007-05-26T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T01:26:13.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I met silly one after school, then we lunched at CP's MACS with Cui and Bel. After that, she came over to my house to study with me. She was doing her chinese while I was doing history. She fell asleep while studying then I felt kinda mean because she looked real tired but she still insisted on studying. Silly one's real funny, she sprayed her perfume into my pencil case and on a piece of tissue so it will remind me of her. HA. Of course, I sprayed mine for her too. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'm going training tomorrow. But I'm seriously having second thoughts because mum is going out then I feel like meeting silly one. But I doubt she can come out, so it's alright. Oh well, but I think training now is kinda weird, don't know why maybe because I think I my standard kinda drop or something. Oh well. I shall see how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you know what it feels like loving someone that’s in a rush to throw you away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be sure of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-1175107272439195507?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/1175107272439195507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/1175107272439195507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1175107272439195507' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-4012693359795071837</id><published>2007-05-20T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T14:05:41.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ1zuJLAcQY/Rk_f72kxIBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hyF68O_njJg/s1600-h/dorycopy.psd%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066514325170102290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ1zuJLAcQY/Rk_f72kxIBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hyF68O_njJg/s200/dorycopy.psd%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was kinda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;happy with my day yesterday because I managed to study and exercise. I did double workout, I ran and played basketball. I managed to run for two consecutive days, so I might continue to run today since my cousin wants to run. And of course, I was also happy because I talked to Dory 3 a.k.a XMM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, we are supposed to go out today but she wasn't allowed to. Oh well. I felt kinda sad but I don't blame her. She said she will make it up to me someday, so it's alright. So, I don't really know what to do later. I might just go running or what. I will be alone at home later and my mother asked me not to run around. HA. Where can I run to anyway? Run around at home? HA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been trying to look for Enrique Iglesias, the ping pong song but I just couldn't find it. Just pray that I will see Cuiting online then she can send to me. By the way, I'm in love with the song, all of your love by Hellogoodbye. I need to thank XMM for asking me to download it. THANK YOU. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I could just see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everything would be all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I happen to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This darkness would turn to light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Some times when you love someone and you keep it inside for too long, it will kill you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-Spiderman 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-4012693359795071837?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/4012693359795071837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/4012693359795071837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4012693359795071837' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ1zuJLAcQY/Rk_f72kxIBI/AAAAAAAAAAs/hyF68O_njJg/s72-c/dorycopy.psd%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542722.post-9147864983815148423</id><published>2007-05-16T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T21:20:43.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep your head in the game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ1zuJLAcQY/RksCwmkxH-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Heu1Dkpw0OQ/s1600-h/200348759-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065145239919992802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ1zuJLAcQY/RksCwmkxH-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Heu1Dkpw0OQ/s320/200348759-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;MT programme today for me was great, as always. Basket ball-ed after school. Headed to H-mall with Cuiting and Annabel. Headed home and have been all aloney on my owney till like later tonight when my parents come back with food for me. XMM called me a gazillion times today; which is god damn annoying. But i will definitely be talking to her again till 5am tonight. Hurr. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;This isnt actually Dory Number 2 a.k.a. Angelia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;This is somebody like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HER SECRET ADMIRER &lt;/span&gt;or something of that sort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So dont be jealous little missy's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-9147864983815148423?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/9147864983815148423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/9147864983815148423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#9147864983815148423' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HJ1zuJLAcQY/RksCwmkxH-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Heu1Dkpw0OQ/s72-c/200348759-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6542722.post-3261833357403319976</id><published>2007-05-13T10:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T10:43:01.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Going to watch SPIDERMAN 3 later with Shan, can't wait man.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gosh, heard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SHOCKING&lt;/span&gt; news recently. I just cannot seem to believe it but Sau Yan told me it's the truth. I think it will be better if she confirms it with me some time later. If it's true, I can't wait to see how the person looks like. Kinda retarded though it's none of my problem. Oh well, curiousity man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-3261833357403319976?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/3261833357403319976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/3261833357403319976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3261833357403319976' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-6612751365859138689</id><published>2007-04-21T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:38:42.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take you away from that empty apartment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you stay and forget where the heart is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someday, if ever you love me, you'd say its okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-6612751365859138689?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/6612751365859138689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/6612751365859138689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#6612751365859138689' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-3676557851014143753</id><published>2007-04-15T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T01:01:57.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had 2.4km run in the morning, position was eleven. I think I slacked a lot man. Oh well. Shall do better for five batteries. Training was more slack today. Guess what, I broke my spectacles for the third time. First was because my friend accidentally hit it with the basketball, secondly was because I stepped on it and lastly, while training just now, the ball bounced back and broke my spectacles. TSKK. Not sure if I should get contacts or spectacles. After that, MACS at HM with Denise, Serene and Rachel Wee. I think I got tanner. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why is it when I wanted your attention, you didn't really notice. But when I don't bother, you gave me the attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or am I just being sensitive.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-3676557851014143753?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/3676557851014143753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/3676557851014143753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3676557851014143753' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-7837737252639507492</id><published>2007-04-01T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T14:59:08.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Training seemed so long yesterday, I could not wait for it to end. Maybe I was just too hungry and thirsty. As usual, went to HM for dinner/supper, sent Shan home and I went home after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Celebrating Uncle's birthday later, they will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;coming over for a mini birthday party. It's April's Fool Day too. Too bad April's Fool Day ain't on school days, if not there will be a lot of pranks going on. Nothing much to do at home, today is my off day from studying, but I'm not done with my homework yet. Tskk. Shall do it later on. Might be playing badminton later, or should I say goodminton. HA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Could you stop my heart,&lt;br /&gt;It's always beating,&lt;br /&gt;sinking like a weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-7837737252639507492?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/7837737252639507492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/7837737252639507492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7837737252639507492' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-3869363340533419973</id><published>2007-03-30T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T23:38:20.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have decided to re-edit my posts, since I have got nothing much to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;School was alright today, PE was superrr. We did what David Beckham did for training during PE today. COOL. (: Bel and I stayed back awhile after school to wait for Shan to go for CCA, played ball for awhile and went to CP after that. Now Bel is at my house doing homework, while I'm actually using the computer. She's just trying to act hardworking. HA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had dinner at HM, I told mum to because Bel, Shan and Cui were there. I met them after dinner, sent Shan to the interchange, as usual, we talked about lots of stuff. Ran through phsyics with mum, I kinda prefer this method of studying because there is somone to push me to study. I'm kinda looking forward to training as there will be more people going tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Should I start to forget. I don't know if I should be happy about today or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-3869363340533419973?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/3869363340533419973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/3869363340533419973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#3869363340533419973' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-8310143213647785644</id><published>2007-03-25T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T14:46:21.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nothing much to do today, everyone seems to be affected by the warm weather and ends up sleeping instead. Everybody in my family keeps nagging at me to study, I think I might go insane some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Training was cancelled yesterday, but I still went for some shooting with Cui. Bel and Shan tagged along too. We went for dinner at LJS after that, Bel and Shan kinda went mad and were laughing so hysterically. As usual, sent Shan home, she kept skipping her bus because we could not stop talking. It started to drizzle so I kinda ran home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I see no point of continuing it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-8310143213647785644?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/8310143213647785644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/8310143213647785644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8310143213647785644' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-7354684570644260127</id><published>2007-03-18T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T13:36:36.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been so so long since I last updated. Everything is like so stressed up now, everybody is like nagging at me to study, almost everyday. Even if I do not show it does not mean I'm not tensed up at all. It's just that I do not want to think about it. School starts tomorrow, so fast, it does not even seem like holidays because I have been staying at home most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had training just now, ran a lot today. I always seem so lost when playing matches. TSKK. After training, I went to MACS with Mei Shan for dinner. We talked a lot, about many things, mostly about people. *You should not be vexed over so many things, you cannot control everything. Let them settle their problems themselves. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a week already. How can I be sure of it. My heart is controlling over my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-7354684570644260127?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/7354684570644260127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/7354684570644260127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7354684570644260127' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-116547778423988495</id><published>2006-12-07T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T15:50:42.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Five pages of maths assignment each day. If I have estimated correctly, I should finish my maths assignment before school starts. Oh well, provided that I know how to do all the questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It rains everyday, kind of hard to play basketball though. Maybe it's just an excuse, I'm just lazy to. Should do my five pages or more of my maths assignment later on. Hopefully, I will do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some times, I get real pissed by what you said. But I shouldn't blame you, you just don't understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not about how you cry or ponder over it day and night, it's just about moving on totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-116547778423988495?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116547778423988495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116547778423988495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116547778423988495' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-116516305049823858</id><published>2006-12-04T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T00:24:10.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been long since I updated. This month is planned for my studies and training. Maybe not training, just keeping fit and train more for basketball. I realise I don't play that well actually, I tend to be lost when I play in matches. I don't know where to run or defend. Oh well. I gues I should try to figure it out. I just hope I can do what I planned, but not be distracted by the television, which seems to be the love of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm going to be alone at home almost everyday, now even my sister is working full time. No idea where I will be going later, since it's passed midnight, I shall say later. Maybe go play basketball and get tann or just sit infront of the television for the entire day. Oh well. I should see how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I bought two tickets to the end of the rainbow and asked you to come along with me, would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-116516305049823858?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116516305049823858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116516305049823858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116516305049823858' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-116326932400410833</id><published>2006-11-12T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:26:17.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had training today, thought it would be cancelled because of the rain. We had to dry the whole court before we could play. Practised our two pointer shootouts, I didn't manage to score much though. Coach asked me to try shooting without jumping, but I found it hard though. I observed like almost everybody and they all jumped and shot. So I went back to my old way of shooting. We were taught positions today, at first it was kind of confusing but I sort of got it in my head anyway. Played match after that, using the zone method and I found it easier, better. Not bad though. After training, went to Hougang mall mcdonalds for dinner, as usual I always eat the same meal. Finally,went home after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think it was just infactuation, but now, I have no idea. Maybe it's just infactuation again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-116326932400410833?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116326932400410833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116326932400410833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116326932400410833' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-116273830391391035</id><published>2006-11-05T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:55:06.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went for Eunice Leong chalet, just came back today and now im having headache because not enough sleep. Chalet was fun though time passed real fast. But it was kind of chaotic though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1st day, didnt do anything much but packed our stuff and I was like the maid of the chalet because it was real messy, couldn't take it. Eunice leong also. Val, cherly and I played a prank on the girls by throwing away their slippers but we got scolding instead and have to clean their slippers. Got bbq but still went to macs because wasn't full. We played water bomb at the beach and the firework sticks, don't know what the name is and threw it high up to the sky. After that we were suppposed to sleep but couldn't so we went to watch the sunrise. Sat there for one hour but it didn't rise because cherly made us go to early so we went back to chalet and slept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2nd day, we went to ESCAPE, it was only six bucks, darn cheap. Went to the haunted house first, I walked quickly, kept screaming with my ears covered but it was not really scary though. After that we went to sit the pirate ship, we screamed like insane though it was not scary and eunice leong got sore throat because of that. Sat the pepsi 360 thing and I felt as though I was going to fly out. Me and Val went swimming after that with the bimbos. I went back to ESCAPE after that and we got bbq again. Later was chaos but overall it was alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3rd day/last day, we packed our stuff and went back home and met up again to eat. Went to the arcade and I left for home after that and slept.But im having headache now, shall go sleep later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tskk. My left hand is aching now, no idea what's wrong with it. My old injury is acting back but have to get used to it. No choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some times I feel the urge but I scared I will regret it. No idea what's going through your mind, but I think it shall remain like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-116273830391391035?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116273830391391035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116273830391391035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116273830391391035' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-116239307442286010</id><published>2006-11-01T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:01:17.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is a start of a new month. I really don't want to waste my holidays, I want to do the things that I need to do. Time passes real fast, so I have to treasure it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry if we were being too straightforward to you but it's for your own good. Maybe if we tell you then you could change. But this does not mean we don't like who you are now. You are a very nice person, you can be real talkative but it's by nature, I supposed. Or maybe because you're a high S. Some times when I need some one to talk to, you're always there for me and you know I am too. Anyways, I still love who you are, Annabel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some times what you say, really bothers me. It just makes me wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-116239307442286010?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116239307442286010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116239307442286010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116239307442286010' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-116179104018796128</id><published>2006-10-25T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:46:18.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I'ts been kind of long since I last blog. People kept reminding that my blog is rotting so no choice. I don't know if I was really affected by the news or it was just myself. I pressed the shampoo with no intention of using it and put facial foam on my hand and forgot what I was supposed to do with it. I don't know if I was depressed over it or what, what if I really am. Does it mean something? I don't want to confirm it because i'm afraid that there would be misunderstanding or things would turn out wrong. I wonder if it's the same for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some times I feel as if there's a part of me that still won't let go and this caused me to hate myself even more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, NEOPETS IS NOT CHILDISH. It's actually quite fun if you play it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-116179104018796128?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116179104018796128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116179104018796128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116179104018796128' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-116062182518809770</id><published>2006-10-12T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T11:00:13.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exams are over!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; wanna make you smile whenever you're sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carry you around when your arthritis is bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;All i wanna do is grow old with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll get your medicine when your tummy aches&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Build you a fire if the furnace breaks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh it could be so nice, growing old with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll miss you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll kiss you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Give you my coat when you are cold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll need you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll feed you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even let ya hold the remote control&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Put you to bed if you've had too much to drink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could be the man who grows old with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;I wanna grow old with you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-116062182518809770?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116062182518809770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/116062182518809770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116062182518809770' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115925683484238337</id><published>2006-09-26T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T15:47:14.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-115925683484238337?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115925683484238337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115925683484238337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115925683484238337' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115743588183846024</id><published>2006-09-05T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T13:58:01.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I'm having a frog in my throat, my throat's feeling uncomfortable. There is as if something stucked in my gum, I think it swelled. Oh well. At least, It's not as painful as yesterday. I guess I have to drink more water and avoid fast food. I'm feeling real tired now,  I don't feel like doing homework later but I have no choice. I can't catch up if I don't do my homework, I still have to study and stuff. It's all so tensed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;Can you hear me? I'm so confused now. I don't even know what I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-115743588183846024?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115743588183846024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115743588183846024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115743588183846024' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115735358457514663</id><published>2006-09-04T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T15:12:26.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finally made my ez-link card, after losing it for weeks. I used my ic photo, so it doesn't look that bad though. Nowadays, hang out with Sarah Chan, she's really a funny person, it's nice to go out with her. OH. My sister has this BIG secret in her that she doesn't want to tell me. COME ON. How can she be like this? She tells me almost everything, I should go and disturb her until she tell me one day. Now she's singing, she always thinks she sings so well but at least, AT LEAST, I think she sings better than me. She and I are supposed to go study with our friends but none of us seem to be going out. Oh well. I think we going to play basketball with Sarh Chan later, she again. I have been seeing her for three consecutive days, she's nice so it doesn't matter. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I confessed my need to be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-115735358457514663?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115735358457514663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115735358457514663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115735358457514663' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115510340451616307</id><published>2006-08-09T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T14:03:24.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 41ST BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm so happy that this month got so many days of holidays. It's not really because I don't like going to school. Okay. Maybe I don't really like to go school that much because have to wake up so early in the morning and go school is just study, study and study. But staying at home can be quite boring though, it's kind of contradicting.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;Forever and ever babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-115510340451616307?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115510340451616307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115510340451616307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115510340451616307' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115503037650029480</id><published>2006-08-08T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T17:46:16.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;School ended half end hour earlier then we were told, which was a good thing. We celebrated National Day and Racial Harmony Day together, not that bad though. After that, went compass to meet Julia and company then went town with Elizabeth and Annabel. Annabel was nice to accompany me to get my sister's present. I apologised for making you walked so much in your heels. SORRY. I didnt get anything in the end though because mummy said we going to get sis a watch together. We went back to compass to get some stuff, actually planned to go Hougang Mall after that but I was too tired so we went back home. Really need to thank Annabel for her accompany. THANK YOU! Tskk. My hand is hurting, my bones might just break sooner or later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will you still love me in the morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-115503037650029480?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115503037650029480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115503037650029480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115503037650029480' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115474989373431744</id><published>2006-08-05T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T10:36:45.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FREEDOM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-115474989373431744?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115474989373431744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115474989373431744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115474989373431744' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115453092482063980</id><published>2006-08-02T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T23:02:04.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;School was alright today. I had cca today, ran about eight rounds in the basement and my stomach felt real weird after that. Maybe because didn't run for quite some time and got rather unfit. Jocelyn came to look for me in the gym and was watching me play table tennis with Jaslyn. Jaslyn was kind of irritating though, kept saying that I can't hit the ball when i can. After cca, walked out of school with Jaslyn and Jocelyn and when i reached the bus stop, i then realise that i only got 30cents to take bus. I was waiting for people whom i know to come so as to borrow money from then. Luckily, i called cathy and she went to my house and we went to eat dinner after that. As usual, LJS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Nobody's there when I call your name, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;and nights are cold girl without your flame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;But if I could girl I'd make you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;That I'm sorry, and that I need you here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-115453092482063980?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115453092482063980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115453092482063980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115453092482063980' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115363099808991951</id><published>2006-07-23T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T13:03:18.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Common test is like starting tomorrow and i don't even feel like studying at all. I just can't get myself to concentrate on my studies nowadays. I get very easily distracted in school and I just can't stop thinking about every little things. I think i'm going crazy soon. I need some help here. I want to go to a place where i will be free from everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Now some stupid people or person are condemning my tagboard. Why can't they just care about their own life and stop interfering into other people's life. You all better stop it because you all better watch out if i get really pissed off by it and i'm serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-115363099808991951?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115363099808991951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115363099808991951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115363099808991951' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115303045622141998</id><published>2006-07-16T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T14:20:18.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm so lonely. I guess kidd is still sleeping, what a lazy pokk know. Oh well. Shouldn't disturb her and let her sleep. Common test coming soon, I have really got to buck up and pull up my socks. I always says that but hopefully I will do it. I have been kind of lazy though there has been a bit of improvement in my maths results. YESH! I passed both of my maths class test. Im so happy and hopefully it doesn't drop. Everybody seems to be going out then leave me alone at home with daddy and mummy. Never mind, maybe i can do my homework and some revision. Though it's kind of boring but ya. By the way, I realised something always caught my attention when im having history lessons. It is something pinned on the board. It can be quite meaningful though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Take Each Day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;One At A Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;One day at at time-this is enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Do not look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and grieve over the past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;for it is gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Do not be troubled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;about the future,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;for it has yet to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Live in the present,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;and make it so beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;that it will be worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;remembering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-115303045622141998?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115303045622141998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115303045622141998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115303045622141998' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115228506721615632</id><published>2006-07-07T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:11:07.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE FUNGHUA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;you cant lose what you never had-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;:D&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/6542722-115228506721615632?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115228506721615632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115228506721615632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115228506721615632' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115167904622877314</id><published>2006-06-30T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T22:50:46.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;School today was very slack. I had english in the first period, we go through some punctuation worksheet. I can't even differentiate which one is colon or what. We had our height and weight taken and I think I grew taller by 0.4cm but still, im shorter then the most indecisive person I have ever met. Though she is taller but she is still lighter than me. Gosh. But at least i think I lost like 1 and a half kg. I thought history was going to be boring but it seems not bad at all. We had spot check during the second period of CD, I had to pin up my hair and made my belt higher. So I set the new trend for the day. Luckily I didn't got book. After school, went to eat with siblings and that's all, I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Wonderful stories in school have been written and spread all around, but I don't really care. Because it's really none of my business, so ya. Sooner all later, the stories will drop in their standard and TA-DAH, end of stories. Anyways, I dont think anybody will understand what kind of wonderful stories I'm talking about so people just mind your own business anthough I know those busybodies will come and ask what wonderful stories I have heard. But who cares.  (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You cant blame me for being who I am. So think about it. Think before you say anything because it will hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-115167904622877314?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115167904622877314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115167904622877314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115167904622877314' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115117000296473768</id><published>2006-06-25T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T01:26:42.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I stayed over at Jeffrey uncle's house on friday, because he was having his wedding on saturday, so have to help him out with some stuff. I brought my homework and project to his house, hoping that i could complete them. I watched soccer with my uncle till four plus in the morning, then i realised he fell asleep. My little cousin, though he's not that young anymore but never mind, could not fall asleep so i accompanied him till five plus. We woke up very early, and i realised i only slept for like two hours plus. The wedding went well and im very happy for my uncle and his wife. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holidays is really ending soon, its like so fast. I dont want it to end so soon but no choice. I have got to finish up my homework and read the two chinese storybooks. Oh well, nothing much to say but, boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think im falling deep, the deeper i fall, the more scared i will become.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-115117000296473768?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115117000296473768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115117000296473768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115117000296473768' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115081770617387431</id><published>2006-06-20T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T23:35:06.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I went out with my dating partner today, she supposed to plan everything since she wanted to date me but she's just an indecisive little girl. Thus in the end i had to make all the choices for her. We watched R.V, not bad a show though. I apologised if i gave you a shock during the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After the movie, i have to make a choice of where to go for dinner, we went to wisma food court but it was flooded so we went to cine to have our dinner instead. We went home after our dinner and she can't even decide which line she should take so she ended up taking the purple line which was the same as mine. I waited the bus with her then went home. I really enjoyed today because we had a lot of fun and it was an honour to have her spending her day with me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Im really sorry if i hurt you, i really dont want to. I dont want to have myself keep saying 'sorry' to you. Give me some more time and its not a dream its the reality. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-115081770617387431?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115081770617387431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115081770617387431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115081770617387431' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-115043708324922455</id><published>2006-06-16T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T16:21:54.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;June holidays is going to end soon, i haven't even done my homework and touch a single book yet. I think i should start next week though its like kind of late, at least better than not at all. Tskk. Im supposed to go out later in an hour time and im still using the computer and i haven't even ate my breakfast yet. And i think i have gained weight, supposed to go training during the holidays but its like i only ran once since the holidays started. I think i have became more and more lazy, thats why my sister kept calling me pig. Anyways, you are not fat, sis, im fatter. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/44/358/320/Photo0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Though some times my cousin is kind of naughty, he can be adorable at times. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It does not matter anymore if im not the one. I guess being your friend is more than enough. Do you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-115043708324922455?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115043708324922455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/115043708324922455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115043708324922455' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-114897222120638306</id><published>2006-05-30T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T16:22:42.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gosh man. June holidays don't even seem like holidays to me. It's like so boring. Nothing much to do and mum has been asking me to practice on my maths. Oh well. Since there is nothing much for me to do, might as well do maths. Guess i shall do them later on, when im more into maths. Have been staying at home since monday, which is like so boring, though monday is like yesterday. I watched X-Men on last thursday, a nice show though but its quite disappointing with the ending though. But it is a very nice show, all the three parts of the X-Men are very nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, promise Kaylyn that im going to go out with her like long time ago but i haven't make the promise till now. Really sorry, but i will go out with you soon, yeah. Because i don't want to make empty promises. Then we can go to the high class supermarket and buy my biscuits and eat curly fries again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't believe i have met my primary school best friend ever, Sock Keng, like a few days ago. I thought she couldn't regconise me but luckily she did. Gosh. I really miss those times when were in the same class together, played behind the container during our one minute toilet break. I was so suprised you still kept the straw hearts that i made for you because it's been like two years plus already. I know you are really busy now, during the holidays but i really hope that we can meet up someday. I really miss you. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-114897222120638306?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/114897222120638306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/114897222120638306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114897222120638306' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-114805312436727461</id><published>2006-05-19T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T16:23:07.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Finally one week has ended, because school is like so boring why do we even go to school in the first place when we are practically doing nothing but stoning in school the whole day. Let's see, still have to stone for three more days, which means have to stone for another 18 hours. WOW! Why don't just stay at home and sleep or they can start our holidays next week. Gosh man. Sometimes i just feel like running out of class and then run straight out of school, if only i can. Oh wells, next week is coming soon, which means X-Men, The Last Stand, movie is releasing soon. I relly can't wait to catch it. I have got no idea why but i have always like shows or movies where people got powers, it sounds very childish, but who cares. Suppose to go running with annabel chua and peck hoon tomorrow, but i didnt even contact them, neither did they, so i guess we won't be running then. Guess i should be going out tomorrow, then most probably can get the purple nike shirt. (:&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/6542722-114805312436727461?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/114805312436727461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/114805312436727461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114805312436727461' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-114735983151014818</id><published>2006-05-11T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:08:22.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woooo!!! Finally exams are OVER!!! But dont know why, i dont really feel excited or very happy about it. tskk. the back of neck aching now, think is because pecky massaged me so hard in school today. Haha. We got back English papers today, i was like freaking out before getting it. But i was glad that i pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that time i saw you was at pasir ris park, we went cycling. Then we were competing to see who's the first one and you knocked me down and we both fell to the ground. That was the last time i saw you, till i heard you was involved in an accident and was in the coma. And you passed away on the 2nd of May 2006. I was sitting on the chair downstairs, near my house, when i received a phone call from Yen Teng that you passed away. There was a moment of silence, i cant believe what she told me. My primary school friend just passed away. We went to your funeral and that was the last time i could ever see you again. I tried to hold back my tears but some of them didnt. The next day, i went to the bus stop outside North Vista Secondary School. I saw the van coming out, when i saw your photo, tears began to roll down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fragile, treasure it. Treasure the people around you, do not take them for granted. Everything that happens everyday, happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie cai, You will always remain in our hearts, we will not forget you, Rest in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-114735983151014818?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/114735983151014818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/114735983151014818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114735983151014818' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-114353363801783258</id><published>2006-03-28T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T16:13:58.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;its been sometimes since i updated. haha. just came back home from school not long ago. school was alright today, its just that my spectacles were irritating me. its like they kept&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;tilted to the other side. oh well. i did my maths test today, i remembered the formulas wrongly. tskk. gosh man. i really have to buck up. i always say but i dont do, guess this time i have no choice. i really need to buck up. today, miss tan gave us a suprise chinese compostion test, hope i did well for that. argh.. so hungry now. i haven't eat my lunch yet, maybe i can go on diet. haha. tomorrow i have got maths algebra test, its like everyday also have tests. tskk. so boring, its like everyday is the same and you do the same things everyday. oh well. maybe that is how things are unless you make things more fun for your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; well. if you are more optimistic, things might not be that bad as it seems.                              (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;if only you knew and how i wish things were the same as before.&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/6542722-114353363801783258?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/114353363801783258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/114353363801783258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114353363801783258' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-113967438389526681</id><published>2006-02-11T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T00:13:03.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i went to suntec just now and bought valentine's day gifts. i got fed up buying them because im so indecisive. that's why i dont like to buy presents. tskk. oh well. i just hope they like the presents. erm. im liking Madonna's songs more and more. they are like very hmm.. don't know how to describe either. but the dancers in her videos are EXCELLENT!!! i hope one day i can dance like them. even at least a bit, im happy enough already. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and my worst pains are words I cannot say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-113967438389526681?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/113967438389526681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/113967438389526681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113967438389526681' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-113906672996053259</id><published>2006-02-04T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T23:25:30.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Call me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You stayed inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;One you loveIs where you hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Shot me down as I flew by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Crash and burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;I think sometimes you forget where the heart is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Answer no to these questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Let her go, learn a lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;It's not me, you're not listening now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Can't you see something's missing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You forget where the heart is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Take you away from that empty apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You stay and forget where the heart is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt; Someday if ever you love me you'd say it's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Waking up from this nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;How's your life, what's it like there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Is it all what you want it to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Does it hurt when you think about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;And how broken my heart is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Take you away from that empty apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You stay and forget where the heart is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Someday if ever you love me you'd say it's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;It's okay to be angry and never let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;It only gets harder the more that you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;When you get lonely if no one's around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You know that I'll catch you when you're falling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;We came together but you left alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt; And I know how it feels to walk out on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Maybe someday I will see you again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;And you'll look me in my eyes and call me your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Take you away from that empty apartment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;You stay and forget where the heart is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Someday if ever you love me you'd say its okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;It's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;It's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-113906672996053259?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/113906672996053259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/113906672996053259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113906672996053259' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-113846620059600154</id><published>2006-01-29T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T00:36:40.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;on new year eves, just now, i went to grandfather's house near boon keng there then after that when to cousin's house at buena vista there which is quite far. i didnt really do a lot of stuff there. i just ate, talked with cousins and watch GOZILLA!!! it already is shown on the television like dont know how many times already. oh well. but it still is a nice show. we took a cab home because it was really very incovenience as have to change mrt. i watched rush hour when i got home. another nice show too. its about 12 plus now. i have got no idea why i dont want to go to bed. tskk. i went to nfl's blog just now. whoo~ tskk. horrible. she is feeling very stress and stuff. gosh. somethings she said makes me wonder what she is thinking. i hope she is feeling much better. anyways, happy chinese new year to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-113846620059600154?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/113846620059600154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/113846620059600154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113846620059600154' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-113497896851718382</id><published>2005-12-19T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T15:56:08.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;how boring holidays are. tskk. alone at home now, later going for primary school friends barbecue. anyways, holidays ending soon though I dont want it to. christmas is coming, I've got to save money and buy stuff. I think its going to be fun. oh well.&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/6542722-113497896851718382?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/113497896851718382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/113497896851718382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113497896851718382' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-113410926670598881</id><published>2005-12-09T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T14:27:01.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"&gt;finally, im updating my blog. my sister helped me changed my blogskin and other stuff. i have got to thank her a million. anyway, i went to the gym with my sister and her friend, hazel.i only ran on the trackmill because i was kind of tired after that.now my muscles ache more.haha.i'm go&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;ng to expo later to shop around there at their john little sale.errmm.NIICCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-113410926670598881?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/113410926670598881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/113410926670598881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113410926670598881' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-112036952098880587</id><published>2005-07-03T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T13:45:20.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;countdown to four days more.gosh.only four days can.havent even start training with my spikes yet.im like not even prepared yet.scared i will faint on the spot.haha.maybe i will go train later or something.anyway.good luck to all the people who are running for nationals.love them all.  (:&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/6542722-112036952098880587?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/112036952098880587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/112036952098880587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112036952098880587' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-111829991415889034</id><published>2005-06-10T05:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:41:39.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;one year or maybe nearly one year has passed.i can still remember.one year.why cant i just forget it.i guess it is memories.memories which i dont wanna forget.i had already move on to things that are happening now in my life.i mean long ago i had already moved on.it was just memories.i guess im happy about that.so ya.anyway.what a boring day today is. ::yawns:: going to stadium with cathy later.what a hot day today is.haha. gtg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-111829991415889034?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/111829991415889034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/111829991415889034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111829991415889034' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-111798915841205266</id><published>2005-06-06T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:40:16.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;its past midnight.its the second week of june holidays.time pass kinda fast know.holidays so far was boring and fun and the same time.its like the same old thing everyday.so ya.nothing much really.but just got some interesting people who will just spice up ur retarded life.gosh.how retarded can they be.they just give u nothing but trouble and are so irritating.but who cares.they can treat u so nice.then the next moment they will start to hate you.how contradicting.never mind.dont care too much.it will just increase to the amount of white hair.haha.since they want it like that then so be it.i have got no choice either.so ya. end.&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/6542722-111798915841205266?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/111798915841205266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/111798915841205266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111798915841205266' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-111666755529191345</id><published>2005-05-22T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T17:28:35.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;exams are over.thats a good thing.the bad thing is that u dont know where to go and everyday is the same old thing.so boring.yayy!im left all alone at home.haha.sigh.went to play basketball early in the morning till afternoon.it was nice though but the weather was unpredictable.so ya. im dying of boredom.dont know what to do later on.such a boring day isnt it people.haha.enough of my bullshit. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-111666755529191345?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/111666755529191345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/111666755529191345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111666755529191345' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-111234203958864056</id><published>2005-04-01T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:42:44.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i jus got home not quite long ago.going out later.going to my uncle 's chalet to celebrate his birthday.will be coming back only on sunday.this is the first time i reached home so early.haiz.so boring. don't feel like going for the chalet but i must go or else my parents will kill me.don't know why.but im feeling kinda low now.tsk.really don't know what the hell is wrong with me sometimes.argh.nvm.later can cheer myself up.yup.erm.going off to bathe soon.i will pass by again people.love u all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-111234203958864056?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/111234203958864056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/111234203958864056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111234203958864056' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-111115373943098265</id><published>2005-03-19T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T21:48:59.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; today was kinda a tiring day for me.i had some kind of outing with my pri sch frens.i woke up kinda early in the morning but yet i was late.haha.we went to downtown escape.we played from 12pm till about 6pm.haha.veri long but it was of cos worth it as it was kinda ex.it was totally fun but some made me kinda dizzy.haha.after tt we went for dinner.it was nice.then after tt we went back home.everything was nice n cool.now feeling kinda warm n my face is kinda red cos of the warm weather.haha.i shall stop here then kinda lazy.haha.tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-111115373943098265?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/111115373943098265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/111115373943098265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111115373943098265' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-111103275374149967</id><published>2005-03-18T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T12:13:00.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hey.erm.just changed my blog skin.finally.finally!!!i have updated my blog.haha.cool.its 12 plus and i have not eaten my breakfast.actually i was supposed to wake up at 6.30am to jog with my sister but then i woke up and off the alarm and went back to bed again.haha.im lazy.i know.nvm.anyway.im going to have my breakfast now.my stupid sister is nagging at me like crazy.haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-111103275374149967?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/111103275374149967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/111103275374149967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111103275374149967' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-110701593776933266</id><published>2005-01-29T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T16:37:57.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;its midnite.im waitin for someone to come online.don even noe whether tt someone will come online nt.haiz.anyway.pp.sorry for nt updatin my blog though i noe its rotting.im confused.a lot of things happened jus onli in the 1st month of the year.everything is so complicating n confusing.but everything will be solved 1 day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-110701593776933266?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/110701593776933266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/110701593776933266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110701593776933266' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-110197172676657630</id><published>2004-12-03T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T16:40:46.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;haloo.pp.sorry.i apologise for nt updatin my blog for so long.hehe.cos im veri lazy.hehe.anyway.the ltc camp was totally cool cos it was so fun.haha.the 1st day of camp.i was eatin my brownie while walkin 2 sch.nice. i put it in my bag when i reached sch.everything was so rush.i was plannin 2 eat my brownie in sch but nvm.i jus stuff it inside my bag.to my suprise.the leader s check my bag n i was suppose 2 throw my brownie away.ahhh.haha.so sad.but 4gt it.when we reached the campsite.i was kinda shocked cos the campsite was around the HDB flats.i tot it was like gonna b some kind of woods.haha.the 1st thing we nd 2 do.was 2 clean the campsite.hiaz.some kind of camp.looks more like jail.haha.my grp was divided into half.jus my luck.the half of us were suppose 2 clean the entire hall.haha.after tt.we went 4 lunch.the food wasnt so nice.haha.esp the beansprouts.later we did some activities.everthing went well n everything was totally fun.includin the night activties also.when we went 2 bathe.we were like rushin n rushin.the end we stil nd 2 clean the toilet.after tt.we went 2 bed.we didn slp so early.we were playin a fool.haha.anyway the 1st day of camp rox.the 2nd day of the camp was kinda like the 1st day of camp.except tt its more tiring.esp the orientation.i was havin a stomachache n was runnin at the same time.haha.the activties were more fun compared 2 the 1st day includin the height elements.at nite was the fun part.cos we were havin the campfire.woah.totally cool.the dance were totally so so veri nice.haha.our grp orion.won the dance.haha.so happy.but everybody did a wonderful job.so 3 cheers for everybody.yeah.after the campfire.we bathe n went 2 bed.by tt time everybody was so tired.the 3rd day of camp.we were suppose 2 lean the hall agian.luckily wif another grp.hercules.so the job is better separated we were suppose 2 be in charge of the canteen.i was in charge of the food.it was nice cos expectin urself 2 distrubute food 2 abt a hundred pp.haha.after tt we went 4 the water activties.it was sure so fun.we cheered until our throats sore.haha.the last part was 4 us 2 hav our lunch.it was the best food ever served in the camp.hehe.it was time 4 us 2 go hme.it was kinda fast.but i realli miss ltc n all my frens n my orion frens.haha.jus hope we will hav it again cos ltc totally rox. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-110197172676657630?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/110197172676657630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/110197172676657630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110197172676657630' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6542722.post-108632781605425797</id><published>2004-06-04T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T12:13:40.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;2day was kinda sick 4 me 2 go track.i did nt have a heavy train 4 quite long until 2day.i was kinda excited 4 track cos i cld run but after i did abt 2 sets of 100m.i started nt feelin well.i wanna puke.so i went 2 rest.i was feelin so terrible.miss low told me 2 go buy sometin sweet 2 drink.i didn even have strength 2 walk but i still force myself.i finally cld nt take it.i went 2 sit on the ground n leaned myself against the handle.i was hopin someone cld come n help me but all of them were busy runnin so didn even noe i was nt there.after i was feelin a bit better.i forced myself 2 stand up n walk 2 the store n bought sometin 2 drink.after tt i went back n i was feelin better so i join them later on 4 track.even after track ended.i stil went 2 play basketball wif my frens.ahhh.it was such a great time.tis had taught me a lessn.tt is 2 eat b4 u run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-108632781605425797?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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im still like a kid..so childish..haha..btw..got 2 thx all the peeper in 1grace who helped me celebrate my big day..haha..luv them so much..mus thx them alotx..heehee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6542722-108143335452594676?l=til-infinity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/108143335452594676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6542722/posts/default/108143335452594676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://til-infinity.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108143335452594676' title=''/><author><name>angelia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11165295775653839187</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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