<?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-12089046</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:55:29.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--* totally in luv with dance`</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113332340540948608</id><published>2005-11-30T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T20:03:25.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;30 November 2005, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1153 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello! err okay i think im nuts =) oh yes, i am. LALA! yesterday's dance was...STRENUOUS, as usual! bailaoshi rocks at torturing us man. im always coming home with jelly legs or whatsoever x) but it shows that his exercises DO WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i've got muscle aches, ALL OVER AGAIN. grrrr! but its not as pain as the other time x) SHOWS MARKED IMPROVEMENT! (or slacking during class time). =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala okay say thankyou. i just entertained you for one minute or so =) HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113332340540948608?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113332340540948608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113332340540948608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113332340540948608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113332340540948608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/30-november-2005-wednesday-1153-h.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113293160265394698</id><published>2005-11-25T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T07:15:09.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;25 November 2005, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2310 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided to delete this blog due to parental reasons =)&lt;br /&gt;byebye blog. this for all i know may be the last post.&lt;br /&gt;bye everyone =) take care. (okay why do i sound like someone's dying=/)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113293160265394698?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113293160265394698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113293160265394698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113293160265394698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113293160265394698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/25-november-2005-friday-2310-h-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113273659041760423</id><published>2005-11-23T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T01:03:10.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23 November 2005, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1639 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM DYING HERE. WONGLIANGHUI IS DRIVING ME NUTS! OMGOMGOMGOMG. SHE'S LIKE EVEN WORSE THAN ME. I THOUGHT I WAS BAD ENOUGH A COMPUTER RETARD. SHE'S EVEN WORSE. IT TAKES LIKE A MILLION YEARS TO EXPLAIN TO HER HOW TO EXTRACT A FILE. OMG SOMEONE PLEASE SAVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFREAKINGGAWD. NOW SHE'S CALLING ME. OKAY I HAVE BEEN OFFICIALLY DRIVEN NUTS BY WONGLIANGHUI. THANKYOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh great. she's gonna be the death of me. IM SO GONNA KILL HER TML. i dun care. you're gonna have to wait for me to wake up at one. I DUN CARE. IM NOT GONNA WAKE UP SO EARLY! and im gonna lock my room door so u wont be able to disturb me. you asshole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway, enough shit of wonglianghui. i think im gonna put a pass on my blog =) for my own privacy. if u have me as a contact online, you may ask me for the pass =) HEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, im gonna pity lh's future husband. he's gotta be really patient and stuff. LOL! good luck lh =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH AND I BOUGHT MY CRUMPLER TODAY =D say yaye! YAYEEE! hahhaha okay lame =/ but on the other hand.... i tightened my braces today and it HURTS OKAY. =( PAIN. ahh heck im kinda used to it anyway. LALA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got thigh ache and butt ache today. ALL THANKS TO BAILAOSHI -grins widely- =.= oh right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ITS SO BORINGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankgoodness im not gonna be alone tml! IN A WAY... =((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113273659041760423?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113273659041760423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113273659041760423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113273659041760423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113273659041760423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/23-november-2005-wednesday-1639-h-im.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113240848722380836</id><published>2005-11-22T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T06:15:02.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;22 November 2005, Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2132 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im here to post about HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE =) okay i meant the movie. yepps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie was kinda abstract, and the plot wasn't very smooth. a person who din read the book would prolly not understand what was going on very clearly (like my cousin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, the way they filmed the tournaments was kinda interesting. i preferred the second tournament most (probably because i like water =/), but the dragon tournament was kinda exciting. especially when harry dropped off his broom. exhilarating, indeed. however, i thought harry was kinda stupid to not use his wand to its full use, and it was kinda bugging me throughout the movie. lets say that it was quite irritating =/ i found the last tournament the most eerie one and scariest one. especially when fleur started getting wrapped in those thingies. okay i don't know what they're called but she looked like she was half-dead. freaky. and there was victor krum, his eyes were scary! but harry was really lucky and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they touched the trophy, which was actually a portkey (or however you spell it) and they got brought to this graveyard before voldemort appeared as a very un-human baby-like thing. oh oh, i liked the part where harry and voldemort exchanged blows with each other. as in the wand part. i thought it was kinda cool! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found the bathroom part totally hilarious. moaning myrtle was apparently flirting with harry! hahah. =/ oh, not to mention the front part where the girls from beauxatons (or whatever that school's called) went "ahhh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALA okay i still feel that chris columbus is the best director out of the three directors used. his movies seem alot more smooth, and he stuck as close as possible to the original plot. its quite a sad thing that he had to go away =( nevertheless, some things are just inevitable! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, i think thats about it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113240848722380836?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113240848722380836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113240848722380836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113240848722380836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113240848722380836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/22-november-2005-tuesday-2132-h-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113256091983176873</id><published>2005-11-21T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T00:15:19.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;21 November 2005, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1610 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO EVERYONE =D I HAVE SOMETHING TO SAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIANGHUI CANT WAIT FOR THE SHOWDOWN =D &lt;s&gt;because we're currently very bored &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno when its gonna start =((( i cant wait for it to start either. =/ HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay byebye we're going to the park =)ITS TOO BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. i still havent written my comments about HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113256091983176873?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113256091983176873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113256091983176873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113256091983176873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113256091983176873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/21-november-2005-monday-1610-h-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113229901322603913</id><published>2005-11-18T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:30:13.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;18 November 2005, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1516 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFREAKINGGOSH! ima watching hp tml =)) WHEEEEEEEEEE like FINALLY! ahhh but there's guitar on sunday =/ im kinda dreading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala okay i shall post one post before i go and nap x) im feeling tired today. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the last paper for the sec four o level track students. WHAHAHA they must be feeling damn happy =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! i was SUPPOSED to go for dance today but my mom told me that i cant go like last minute lah! WTH! =.= and i had to miss another dance session. GREAT. spoiled my plans lah. i was supposed to go with bianca to take the travel form cos apparently this gal here din hand it in. and then i was supposed to go with lh to buy school books. and then, TADA. my mom din allow me to go -.- right! okay nevermind, at least i get to slee thru the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im going down to nap at 1530 x)))) another...8 minutes! HEH. to type and chat and listen to music and hang out upstairs around the com. okay why do i sound so serious =/ ahhh nevermind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh! im watching hp tml in the morning =) even though i have to wake up in the morning, but its still a good thing! at least i dun have to start waiting AGAIN, right? and i dunno if my mom will let me go for ballet tml. SIGHHH =( i wanna go leh. i havent been going for the past two weeks. ="(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if only i cld have the same amount of passion i have for dance for guitar/piano. im sucha failure at musical instruments! i think its partly because i procrastinate ALOT. ohwell!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and snaily lianghui just made an oh-so-wonderful discovery today! -gasps- hahaha. okay that was so sarcastic x) she realised that we both type "oh well" without the space in between! lets congratulate her, no? AHAHAHAHA. (like HELLO! i realised that eons ago =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of all that shit. its 1529!!! ONE MORE MINUTE! RAWR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay toodles! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113229901322603913?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113229901322603913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113229901322603913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113229901322603913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113229901322603913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/18-november-2005-friday-1516-h.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113215775386625172</id><published>2005-11-17T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T08:15:53.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;17 November 2005, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0000 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VUA LAH!! its 12 midnight sharp! whahahaha! so coincidental! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendster is stupid =.= it doesnt recognise this: &lt;3 for profiles. so stupid lah. just because now they accept html, they cant read whats NOT html and whats the real html. but the qns is, why am i still using it if im complaining so much? AHHH forget it. i dunno either =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my maid just smuggled me some biscuits which im not supposed to eat, apparently because i've got a sore throat. WHAHAHAAH! oh and i just realised something. NIGHTMARE! there's a pill with the biscuits! OMG! nevermind! since i got the biscuits =) HEH. sacrificing a bit aint a big deal. its just medicine anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH okay i cant stand it already. I REALLY REALLY CANT WAIT FOR SATURDAY! I REALLY REALLY REALLY CANNOT STAND IT ALREADY LAH! i want saturday to come FAST FAST FAST!!!! i wanna fast forward time ="( I REALLY CANNOT WAIT ANYMORE! okay i know patience is a virtue. but aiya whatever to that virtue FOR NOW cos i cant be patient anymore! i've waited for like ONE WHOLE YEAR! ONE FREAKING YEAR! and i still have to wait for another TWO days! TWO DAYS! AND THATS LIKE 48 FREAKING HOURS! OMG SO LONG. okayokay i shall shut my crap =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. i've been kinda high these few days =) i think its the medicine taking effect or something. kinda weird, really. im sick yet im so high. hahahaha. oh and when im high, i either dun make sense or start getting sick =)) and i dun get all pissed off so easily! SO ITS A GOOD THING OKAY! lalalala =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh my phrase of the day! "VUA LAH!" lalala i dunno, it just popped up in my mind and i thought it was cute and i've been using it ever since! HEY DUN COPY! =D hahaahahaha jk =)) but i really cant stand those people with no innovation like XINGYUN. there, your BIG name. say ur honoured. HURRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever to that stupid xingyun. = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dung. my mom's asking me to sleep again. see i hate it when i get sick. i always have to sleep dammit early =.= ahh okay nevermind. good for health! HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. thats all for today folks! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VUA LAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113215775386625172?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113215775386625172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113215775386625172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113215775386625172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113215775386625172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/17-november-2005-thursday-0000-h-vua.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113203233743626060</id><published>2005-11-15T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T21:49:14.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;15 November 2005, Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1305 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall reply tags here! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ah hui&lt;/b&gt;:HELLO! i want to go to www too =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bianca&lt;/b&gt;: YESSS! I WANT MORE OUTINGS! MOREMOREMORE! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jasMEAN&lt;/b&gt;: I LOOKED OUTTA THE WINDOW=) but i dun see pigs and cows flying! HEH HEH! which does mean that im NICE okay =) hahaha and yes, KILL BOREDOM! =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cher&lt;/b&gt;: CHER! IM NOT EVIL! to the worst extent only MEAN =)) so therefore im not EVIL! HEH! huh, why brave girl naughty girl? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eunice&lt;/b&gt;: HELLO! x))) happy hols to you too! =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;giggsy&lt;/b&gt;: i still cant stand this name. its so GAY. nahh, maple is BORING! and yes, im sick =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;laniel&lt;/b&gt;: still, who is laniel? o.O and what spam tags? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, THERE! im done with tags =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing dance today! ="(((((((((((( AHHHHHHHHHHH SO SADDENING LAH! somemore its bailaoshi leh! =(( haiyer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nevermind. hopefully i have the drive the practise guitar today x) hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gotta go eat lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAOOOOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113203233743626060?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113203233743626060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113203233743626060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113203233743626060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113203233743626060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/15-november-2005-tuesday-1305-h-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113198198808386087</id><published>2005-11-14T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T07:26:29.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;14 November 2005, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2252 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i've fallen ill ="( i guess its the stupid end-of-year flu i've been getting since p5, where my fever subsides yet comes back again in a few hours time. its so stupid. it could be the work of fatigue, because of the late nights, but i refuse to believe so (heh). so lets just say that its the same cycle happening again! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my throat is killing me =/ i think it got inflamed or something, thus causing the fever. but whatever! i was feeling really tired yesterday night at 11 plus so i decided to be a good little girl and retreat back to my room to rest. and tada! i woke up at 12 midnight, feeling REALLY cold on the outside, yet REALLY hot internally. so i decided to take my temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.2 DEGREES =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to my momma's room and told her i got a fever and the story goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEYY i want jay chou's newest album! =))) im going to buy it this weekend, i think. oh and i want JJ's VCD, JJ's second album and The All-Americans Rejects CD! oh and MAYDAY'S latest album!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its just boredom getting into my head. i've been wanting more and more CDs nowadays cos apparently i've gotten really bored of hearing the same music playing in the background everyday. thus the urge for MORE AND MORE AND MORE AND MOREEEEEEE CDs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i think my brain's not functioning as per normal due to the trauma last night and today. (okay lah. not so serious) but aiya its not functioning properly =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow good in a way so that i can communicate BETTER with wonglianghui. so YEPPS! =D since things process her mind so SLOWLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113198198808386087?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113198198808386087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113198198808386087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113198198808386087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113198198808386087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/14-november-2005-monday-2252-h-and-so.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113177418543499318</id><published>2005-11-12T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T21:43:05.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;12 November 2005, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1342 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have decided to be angelic =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113177418543499318?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113177418543499318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113177418543499318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113177418543499318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113177418543499318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/12-november-2005-saturday-1342-h-i.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113173024071846861</id><published>2005-11-12T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T09:30:40.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;12 November, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0020 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. friendster and blogger's infuriating me. grrr. im posting the bad points of friendster. and perhaps blogger. whatever, friendster first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIENDSTER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. it loads so super slowly, it takes like what, one minute to load one page?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. after uploading photos, the photos might just disappear from the screen, or they say that the page is not found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. friendster keeps on claiming that their "upgrading or improving" oh sure, they are. but their not improving on whats more important: satisfying their users.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. not to mention the captions. for all you know, you type something pretty long and then when u click on "save captions", the captions just disappear after waiting for such a long time and you have to retype the caption again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. when you DO have new testimonials, and when you click on the "new testimonials" button, friendster claims that you do not have any new testimonials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. the same thing as 5. happens when you have new messages too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. when you try to add a music file, and you forgot how to cos ur HTML skills have become rusty after the term ended, and u click on "tips/help/whatever" and they give u some shit tips which dun help at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think my brain's dead now. =/ perhaps i'll blog more about this next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, its blogger's turn =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;BLOGGER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. after writing a LONGLONGLONG post, you click "publish post" and then blogger claims to be publishing it until a certain percentage and TADA they suddenly say that there's an error and your whole post's GONE. poof. they ate it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. when u made an error in ur post, and u wanna edit it, and when u finally finished editing it, and u click "publish post", blogger says, "blog not found" when obviously there's such a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. blogger takes almost forever to load the "new post" page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. and when you decide to not use html to type cos ur feeling lazy, the buttons screw up and when you click bold, it doesnt turn bold. when u click italic, it doesnt turn italic. when u click on the size of ur font, and start typing, it changes  back to normal font size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. the dashboard doesnt include "template". i think its more important than the "settings". cos usually people change the template or make amendments to their template more often than use the "settings".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. when you're half-way typing ur password, blogger goes back to the "user" box and u type half of ur pass there. before u know it, u press "enter" and now you have to retype everything and waste ur time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. sometimes, blogger helps u to screw up ur post and doesnt let u fix the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. blogger seldom does this but it still happens. they eat up more than one of ur posts for no apparent reason. you din dlt it or anything. it just disappears and it's one of the longer posts u ever typed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think its about there. i sorta can think of somemore for blogger but nah i dun feel like typing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRAHHH my mom doesnt allow me to go www tml. WTH lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ITS JUST ANOTHER BORING DAY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHEN I JUST FEEL LIKE KILLING BOREDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MORE AND MORE AS EACH MINUTE PASSES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I BISH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;KICK,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SLASH, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CLAW, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SCRATCH, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PUNCH, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;STAB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AT IT BUT IT JUST WONT BUDGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND I GIVE UP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FORGET IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ITS USELESS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BOREDOM IS JUST TOO INSISTENT AND STUBBORN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOT TO MENTION MEAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, there i told u. side effects of boredom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113173024071846861?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113173024071846861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113173024071846861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113173024071846861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113173024071846861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/12-november-saturday-0020-h-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113155434633673264</id><published>2005-11-10T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T09:07:13.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 November 2005, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0000 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, its 12 midnight already. so YESTERDAY'S chalet was fun =) we went rollerblading, which was a disaster at first, cos erm i think i sorta had a psychological barrier or something. lol. but after a while, i was better already! haha but eugena din manage to get used to it. SIGH it'd be damn fun if she had gotten the hang of it! okay nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so sad lah. cannot go swimming. quite pissed. oh, talking about swimming, erm we were sorta "playing" with water today. haha cos we went to the "beach". i dun even think it was a beach lor. like come on. the sand area was like what, only one metre? it was pathetic lah. but there was this part with really soft sand and it was NICE to walk on! oh oh. then we saw an uncle and aunty fishing for dunno-what-creatures in the roots of a plant in the water. lol i dunno what that plant it &gt;&lt; damn ="(" squid ="(("&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; me ="(" too ="(((" show =".=""&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt; boring =".=""&gt;&lt; POOR THINGS LAH. no breakfast. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, about that guy. its like. he's dressing was really decent, he din sound like a gangster, like the rest, he din sit nor stand like one either, and its truly obvious that he's in bad company. like HELLO, they are such useless friends okay. why cant he just make nicer friends and get lost from the rest of them? they are like practically BULLYING him okay. yucks. bullies. i so despise them. haha i was droning on about the fact that we din know them, so why shld we give them our number? like PUHLEASE lah. dun come and ruin our day. assholic freaks. oh and there were alcohol bottles in their room. disgusting. and its like not wine leh, its really like erm AIYA nvm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever the stupid gangsters. my day was close to PERFECT =) apart from perhaps a few NOT-SO-NICE things but whatever them, its kinda easy to ignore actually. SO YEPPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and actually my mom din let me go back TODAY but erm i sorta threw a SLIGHT tantrum and she let me go =) haha okay damn im so spoilt but i knew that she'd let one lah. lol. but its like she din let me sleepover leh. but that, im quite used to it already. like since young, my dad has NEVER allowed me to stayover at my friends' hse, no matter how close i am to them. and its only like my grandma's hse or some relative's hse that i've ever stayed overnight at lah. so yepps! im used to it already. HAHA. lalala mom is nagging for me to get off the com AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh not to mention the train ride. okay it was really scary. there were like freaky people in the same cabin as us okay. there was this guy who kept singing to himself, since we stepped into that train to pasir ris cos eugena's mom dropped us off at...bugis, i think. okay, talking about the people apart from that guy. there was something wrong with his eyes. like they were going in different directions. okay then right, not long after, this woman came over and hit his leg with her shoe. then he went, "what, original one okay." then the woman said, "no, only far east sells the ORIGINAL goods." i think they were like trying to promote shoes or something. FREAKY LAH. then later on, another malay woman came over and started talking to the malay guys. oh oh and there was this old woman who looked kinda scary. she was like laughing while the malay woman was talking to the malay guy. quite scary leh! then i was kinda worried for the malay guy. =/ but nah, he was fine. haha they were just trying to promote shoes or so i think =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling lonely tonight. NO ONE ONLINE TO TALK TO, as in the usual people i talk to. THEY'RE ALL AT THE CHALET! NOT FAIR. =( oh okay i really gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113155434633673264?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113155434633673264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113155434633673264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113155434633673264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113155434633673264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/10-november-2005-thursday-0000-h-poor.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113142478067124183</id><published>2005-11-08T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T00:30:45.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8 November 2005, Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1229 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay fine, i was too lazy to blog ytd. we had the last of choral night (for this year) YESTERDAY! and it was kinda fun =) haha. i so loved putting make-up for our fellow classmates! WOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm the witches' make up was...freaky. okay, witches are supposed to look freaky right? yeah, so it doesnt matter anyway! green eyeshadow plus THICK THICK eyeliner. it looked so goth man. hahaha then when we stepped out of the audi, people who wanted to get in were like "OMG." so, it was a SUCCESS! our make up, i meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cldnt find my stick! and we were soooo gawd dammit frantic when i finally found it under my bag =/ the place was messy like crap! the bags were all over the table, clothes strewn all over the place, shoes all over the floor, cotton wool just thrown on the floor as if the changing room were a rubbish dump when there's a dustbin-.- and it was just HORRENDOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...we had to rush for our chinese performance. lotsa people din remove their witches make up properly lah. there were like traces of foundation on their face still and i had to help them remove =.= oh. and the eyeliner, top and bottom (sorry if it hurt &gt;&lt;) and eyebrows. haahaha then me and eugena were practically rushing and asking them to sit down immediately after they finished removing their make up and putting eyeshadow for them. and not long after, zongbin came to call us and AHHHHHHHHHH we had to go down already! me and eugena havent even put for ourselves lah. then we rush rush rush then she tell us that we still had 20 minutes =.= what crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we had to remove the black nail polish...and cos we din have enough time to remove totally, we looked like cancer patients. LOL. and the nail polish remover spilled on the table lah! and my hand phone cover got "corroded". GREAT. aiya whatever not like i never dropped it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFREAKINGGAWD. i just read the part where dumbledore died. omg freak snape. UGH why must j.k. rowling kill him ="(( SO SAD LAH! i wanna cry already lah ="(((((((( UGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113142478067124183?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113142478067124183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113142478067124183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113142478067124183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113142478067124183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/8-november-2005-tuesday-1229-h-and.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113121420574168731</id><published>2005-11-06T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T10:10:05.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6 November 2005, Sunday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0200 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawrrrr IM BORED. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;210's performance yesterday was damn funny lah! hahaha kwayteow and meesiam. HAHAH SO CUTE! esp clarisse =D hahah with those jumpers &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala WONGLIANGHUI why dont you come online anymore? okay more like erm i come online when you arent. aiya NVM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xiao xiang's going to india =) someone's gonna be missing her LOTS! =D including me =) heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the cauldron... erm it looks like a bag of shit lying in the middle of nowhere in my house. its better than the other few failures... at least it looks like a cauldron. erm like 40% AT LEAST? =( sighh we're such failures lah. okay whatever =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala okay i think i gotta go soon. and practice my guitat &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113121420574168731?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113121420574168731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113121420574168731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113121420574168731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113121420574168731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/6-november-2005-sunday-0200-h-tata.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113078028818577628</id><published>2005-11-01T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T09:38:08.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;01 November 2005, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0117 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dung. its so late already. but nevermind. i thought i might as well post something here before i go to bed =) haha anyway im listening to michelle branch and i wanted to finish listening to her songs before i leave my dearest computer for my lovely room! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was so crap. anyway! hm. the cauldron is in a BETTER shape as it was the past previous times =/ we are such a failure, im telling you. and erm, we're really dammit stupid. hurrr. fortunately we had 210's help =) THANKS! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking, we're gonna be seniors next year, and angels of our sister class. HMM. i wonder if im gonna be a good angel, and whether i'll get a good mortal. &gt;&lt; haha. ohwell. lets pray that i'll be a good angel and erm i'll get a good mortal(by sheer luck) =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm random stuffs lah. im just trying to waste my time here for another 4 minutes. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeahh. jas, cher and jiang were SO CRAZY TODAY. fancy them trying to walk to my hse. GAWD. under the sweltering sun? ME, NANA AND CHER WERE ALREADY DYING THAT DAY OKAY! =.= crazy people. HAHA. what a pity i wasnt in lahhh. i was watching movie at five! =) haha fortunately u all din know how to go there anyway, if not it'd be such a disappointment! HAIYO. surprise visit ur head! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my momma was SLACKING TODAY! she went for hair spa and body massage! she was supposed to be working okay! OKAY FINE. she took half day leave. HAHAHAHAH. but she was erm SLACKING TOO!  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. the song just ended but i thought, " HEYY. i dun feel like leaving my computer. lets listen to JJ instead!" =.=!!! RIGHT... so much for that. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dung its 0124 h!!! im supposed to go and sleep at 0100 h OKAY. okay, more like my mom asked us (me and my bro) to. LALA. but nahh i dun have to worry. my bro always sleeps later than me =) BESIDES! for all u know, my maid might just hear my music playing and pop up to check if we're really still awake before driving us down back into our rooms. and even if she does so, we might not be asleep still. =) HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, MORE ABOUT TODAY! okay apparently i went out with xiao xiang! LALA. you're amusing OKAY. =D ahahahah. okay we met her at cine first, bought tickets and then erm proceeded to wasting our time somewhere else! SINCE CINE IS SO BORING. okay, not like anywhere else is SUPER UBER INTERESTING but ohwell. we went to wisma next. and SO MUCH FOR DIETING, xiao xiang brought us the the food replubic =.= LOL! and she was contemplating whether to eat this or that. and when she oogles at the food before her, she'd say, " dun want, too fattening." and me and my bro were like =.=!!! OH GAWD. WANNA EAT THEN EAT LAH! u crazy woman! LOL. and she was practically starving herself cos she din have anything for the day apart from her MILK TEA which she only drank HALF before saying she was full =.= amusing, yeah? HAHAHAH. and then, her father called and asked her to go and take her jab. and she left reluctantly (i know u love us! =D) okay then she came back like half an hour later which was like sorta a miracle? and it so turned out that erm she had to wait for TWO HOURS but the movie was like in ONE HOURS TIME? yeah so she gave it a miss  FOR US! =) how sweeeeeet! HAHA (damn my ego's acting up =( ) ANYWAY! we were at coffeeclub munching =) and she met us there. and TSK. my bro. haiiiyer dun even feel like talking about his disgusting eating habits. TSKTSKTSK. uncivilised. (okay not like im VERY civilised =.= perhaps i shld start speaking for myself x( ) HEH. then erm after eating we went back to cine to watch THE LEGEND OF ZORRO! im telling u, that little boy is darn cute okay. HE CATAPULTS! go watch it! the movie's really funny! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH GOSH. speaking about movies, I CANT WAIT FOR THE 19 NOVEMBER! we're gonna watch HARRY POTTER! =D okay fine, not like its anything big but... ERM better not say. SHHHHH secrett lah =) HAHAHAHAHAA. go ask my good frens if u wanna know! = P NEHNEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha okay lahhh another ten minutes passed. I SHLD REALLY GET GOING BACK INTO MY ROOM OKAY! just saw my father walk down the stairs like erm five minutes ago =/ hahahha. but he doesnt chide us cos HE SLEEPS AS LATE AS WE DO! ehhh no, actually LOTS LATER = P hahah so yepp! he doesnt really literally CHASE us down to our rooms and cover blanket and switch on small lamp and switch off main lights and SLEEP that kinda thing which my maid/ sometimes my mom does. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway IM STILL WASTING MY TIME HERE. RIGHT. but WAIT! my fav. JJ song is coming up next! AHHHHHHHHHH why do i keep procrastinating. stupid me. HURMPH. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay dung i shall just end this post here and ermm enjoy the song thoroughly without typing noises. HEH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;p.s. NINETEEN MORE DAYS OR SO! I CANT WAIT =) dun think dirty lah. HURRRR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113078028818577628?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113078028818577628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113078028818577628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113078028818577628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113078028818577628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/11/01-november-2005-monday-0117-h-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113060895177730711</id><published>2005-10-30T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T11:02:31.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;30 October 2005, Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0200 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh its late. but im just here to post swing swing lyrics! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;swing swing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days swiftly come and go&lt;br /&gt;I'm dreaming of her&lt;br /&gt;She's seeing other guys&lt;br /&gt;Emotions they stir&lt;br /&gt;The sun is gone&lt;br /&gt;The nights are long&lt;br /&gt;And I am left while the tears fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I would cry&lt;br /&gt;On the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;Being alone?&lt;br /&gt;I'll find someone new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swing, swing, swing &lt;br /&gt;From the tangles of&lt;br /&gt;My heart is crushed By a former love&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me find a way&lt;br /&gt;To carry on again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams cast into the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;Sweet beginnings do arise&lt;br /&gt;She knows I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;The notes are old&lt;br /&gt;They bend, they fold&lt;br /&gt;And so do I to a new love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that I would cry&lt;br /&gt;On the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;Being alone?&lt;br /&gt;I'll find someone new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swing, swing, swing &lt;br /&gt;From the tangles of&lt;br /&gt;My heart is crushed &lt;br /&gt;By a former love&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me find a way&lt;br /&gt;To carry on again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bury me&lt;br /&gt;(You thought your problems were gone)&lt;br /&gt;Carry me&lt;br /&gt;(Away, away, away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swing, swing, swing &lt;br /&gt;From the tangles of&lt;br /&gt;My heart is crushed &lt;br /&gt;By a former love&lt;br /&gt;Can you help me find a way&lt;br /&gt;To carry on again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113060895177730711?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113060895177730711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113060895177730711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113060895177730711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113060895177730711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/10/30-october-2005-sunday-0200-h-gosh-its.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113051819855641134</id><published>2005-10-29T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T09:49:58.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;28 October 2005, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2336 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the watoto choir was like SUPERB! they were soooo enthu, lively and they put in their best in their performance. it was so heart-warming okay. it was nice listening to them sing with their heart, and we screamed and cheered on for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I FINISHED READING "VINCE AND JOY" omgomgomgomg. its sucha nice book okay. hahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. my eyes are like erm DYING! grah. its 0049 h. WOW. =) the book has a nice ending. WHEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay darn. im ending here. blog somemore tml =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113051819855641134?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113051819855641134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113051819855641134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113051819855641134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113051819855641134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/10/28-october-2005-friday-2336-h-watoto.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113025611828635126</id><published>2005-10-26T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T09:01:58.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;25 October 2005, Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2335 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i dun care if u call us bitches or whatsoever, because what you think about me doesnt really matter. at least i know who i am, and i dun need to rely or get affected by other people's reactions towards me. i am who i am. and thats for you to accept or not. i have my friends around me, whom i know will always be there for me. at least i have good, trustable friends. i'd rather have them than having a big group of followers or whatsoever. cos at least i know that these friends are someone i can count on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jenzi, if you insist on looking at one side of the picture, then we cant do anything about it. but assuming things before confirming facts is just ridiculous. i dunno what she told you, but im really sure that cherie, jasmine and tricia never backstabbed her in any way. she started complaining about them leaving her alone when in fact she was the one who went to join other cliques. and, we do have a reason for everything we do. we dun call others mean names for apparently no reason. sure, you can say we're mean or whatsoever but think about it, she can say "cheryl is such a bitch." to someone behind my back and the next day, there she comes hanging around our clique and sticking to us. we never asked her to come along with us, we never expected her to do anything like that. she just CAME and STAYED. we din really appreciate her company and come on. u tell me, who likes people who stick? fine, you can say that she aint sticking because she's apparently ur best fren. i mean who enjoys unwanted company? and she does like to make assumptions too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to YOU. you can go on telling the whole world about how mean we are, i dun give it a damn. at least we saw through ur true colours and its just a matter of time when the others do so too. i dun understand how ur personality splits in just what...a few days? its amazing, really. how you can tell us "i dun like ___." and then the next moment, you are hanging out with them, laughing ur heart out and having a whale of a time. please dun make assumptions like "i know ur jealous thats why you're pissed with me." OH COME ON. wake up, please? get jealous? OVER WHAT? nothing? sorry but we dun get pissed over NOTHING, if you realised. but accusing others over what they DID NOT do is just overboard. think thoroughly through okay. if u want to go around telling practically everyone that we are bitches and mean, go on. i mean, so what? at least it lets us see who you really are even more, and it really makes me wonder if you were really my fren that time when i was quite close to you. somehow, i dun think so. dun say that there has been a misunderstanding between us because there isnt. we know (and you know too) very well what you have done. and nothing can be changed because things have already happened. im sorry but its too late to try to go back to the past and take back whatever you said or did. and please, its no use trying to get into others' good books by trying to change urself into someone whom you think that person will like. precisely because its what inside which matters. no matter how much u try to hide ur inner self, one day, it will still show. so tell me, WHATS THE USE? you know the facts, we know the facts, you cant hide anything. at least not from us. and if ur conscience is clear about what u say to different people, im sorry but i may have to open up ur heart to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we dun give it a damn about what you all say about us. at least we have each other =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113025611828635126?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113025611828635126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113025611828635126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113025611828635126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113025611828635126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/10/25-october-2005-tuesday-2335-h-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-113013138209883077</id><published>2005-10-24T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T09:23:09.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;24 October 2005, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1314 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still in school! =) oh and i got my soft pointe shoes on saturday! they were erm...soft. =.= softer than pointe. like duh. but they're kinda heavy and the front part is like flat like pointe shoes and its UNCOMFORTABLE! heck. still have to dance in them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've suddenly gotten this affiliation for lit. books! AND THEY ARE NICE OKAY. =/ okay dun ask me why its like that. lol. i still cant believe that i actually slept at three just because i was reading?!?!?! it has never happened before okay. AND erm usually i sleep that late when im chatting online, not reading. ohwell. weird. i was just GLUED to it. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, my mom has been nagging to me about books. and like how i shld read more books so that i can write better compos and my vocab can improve =.= like ERRRRRRR. no comments. lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. we've gotta go somewhere else now. ERM see if i've got the mood to add more stuff. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-113013138209883077?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/113013138209883077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=113013138209883077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113013138209883077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/113013138209883077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/10/24-october-2005-monday-1314-h-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112982392381477692</id><published>2005-10-20T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T08:58:43.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;20 October 2005, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2251 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah today was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly it was the stuffing balls of paper into leongleong and taytay's clothes. DAMN FUNNY LAH! then we all held our collars so tightly that now our pe shirt's loose &gt;&lt; hahahah. then when eugena and bianca were like erm having some really INTERESTING "fight" hahaha. they were like soooo violent lah. so much more violent than me. CHARIS be grateful OKAY! heh! =))) erm then there was one time i stuffed the paper into bianca until she started lying on her back. and there was once when eugena started stuffing it into mine and i got a shock and i errr sorta dropped onto the floor with laughter =/ it was really FUNNY! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bianca, lh and i went to kap today andddd we went spastic =) hahaha. erm firstly cos wonglianghui went down to go and buy food cos we were feeling lazy and then i saw someone walking up the stairs so i went to look and erm i said something (i cant remember!) which made bianca turn back. erm and it was a guy =X and he was like looking at us with that blur look. imagine two retarded girls looking at you with at the same time and you looking at them too. HAHAHAHA then he went down to buy food. then erm cos i was feeling mean, i decided to sorta trick caca =D then when he came up, i told caca ehhh!!! look!!! but you know what, she's not as stupid as wonglianghui so she din turn back. SO SAD LAH! =((((((( hahah cos it was the same guy again -.- wheehehe. and he was like sitting diagonally behind us. MMHMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and then we made this really cool drink. here are the ingredients: barbeque sauce, curry sauce, coke, mcflurry ice cream, fries, and maybe some more. cant really remember what bianca dumped in. HAHA. erm then i dunno. i felt like tasting it &gt;&lt; and so....wonglianghui said OKAY! lets try! and we kinda hesitated but we still tried it in the end =) HAH IT WAS QUITE NICE LEH. sweet and salty. and the gas from the coke was still there so yeah, it made it nicer! WHEEEHAHA. hopefully we dun get diarrhoea. dun think we will cos we din drink like alot. we just erm took a little at a time =) HAHA. it was really dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and u know how it started! wonglianghui wanted to eat MY MCFLURRY. MINE OKAY MINE OKAY! hurmph. then i was feeling mean so i decided to NOT let her eat =) and watch her try to snatch it from me. HAHAHAHA. then she was snatching snatching and she dirtied my spoon. so i opened the cap of her drink and dunked my spoon in to "wash" it. HAHAHA. and yeah her drink became coke float! =) WHEEE! it looked like coffee okay. and so, we decided to continue dunking in other stuff which we found on the table which was leftover. yepps, so TADA! the POWER DRINK! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah okay thats all for today! wheee. JUST THREE MINUTES BEFORE TWELVE! =) HAHAHA. then its caca's birthday! might as well say now right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CACA!&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/12089046-112982392381477692?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112982392381477692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112982392381477692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112982392381477692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112982392381477692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/10/20-october-2005-thursday-2251-h-and-so.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112964505300758345</id><published>2005-10-18T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T07:17:33.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;18 October 2005, Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2207 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bailaoshi was good today. gosh we stood so much that my hyper extension was practically KILLING MY LEGS. totally. he's really strict and all. yeah, but he was good. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's SO DEMORALISING OKAY. ="((( soo soo sooooooo demoralising. sigh. shant talk about it. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! i dunno how i can last next tues okay. when today im like kinda tired already, i have like no idea how i can last next week when he said that we'll be really tired. =/ oh man. and my left leg's da tiao is like...EEKKYY now okay.  sighhh. =(( i shall go and start lian-ing again. havent been lian-ing for like what? WEEKS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate how disappointed i keep getting with myself? OHWELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaooooooooooooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112964505300758345?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112964505300758345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112964505300758345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112964505300758345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112964505300758345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/10/18-october-2005-tuesday-2207-h.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112944857952598640</id><published>2005-10-16T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T00:42:59.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;16 October 2005, Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1520 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn you know what, tml's monday. and im so gonna die. =/ oh man. im scared! ="((( okay NEVERMIND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking on the bright side, im getting my soft pointe shoes this saturday! cant wait to get a feel of them! WHEEE! i have been watching the grade sixers dance for the past few weeks. they aint really that good. like, they dun point their toes properly, dun jump with enough energy, their arabesque is like...err. in other words, they dun dance with their heart. doubt they even have passion. and their always joking around and lazing around, even when their dance is like so much easier than ours already. if i were ms chan, i'd have exploded already. its just...i dunno, they dance REALLY REALLY sloppily. like they dun give it a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to get green eyeshadow on friday for our choral night performance. haha shit. i just realised that we havent gotten the foundation. DAMN! i forgot =/ and we still gotta make the noses and all. shucks. PLUS THE CAULDRON! =.=!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been blogging for ABOUT  a week! =( i think im getting lazy already. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH! there's this really really addictive game. and its quite nice. HAHA. erm yes, IM NOW ADDICTED! ahhhhhhhhhh =((( HAHA NEVERMIND! exam's are over anyway! but i really suck in it. OHWELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOHOOS. im having muscle ache. and its at such a weird place. i think its cos i havent been dancing for sucha long time, and ballet was really tiring yesterday so THERE! muscle ache =.= havent been getting muscle ache's for such a LONG TIME already! since cd stopped temporarily =( IM HAPPY THAT DANCE IS STARTING THIS TUES AGAIN! wheeee! but i havent been stretching =/ lala. face my doom lah. =) there's bailaoshi. i wonder if i'll still survive. clap ur hands if i do okay! =) HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUCH. now my left hand's aching too! because of guitar lah. hurmph. at first only leg muscle ache. NOW my hand's aching too. GREATTTTT. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what, IM REALLY REALLY EXCITED ABOUT GETTING MY SOFT POINTE SHOES! lalalal cos it wont be as hard as pointe shoes =) but harder than those normal soft leather ballet shoes. HAHA! so its like the middle thats why im EXCITED TO TRY THEM OUT! wheeeeeeeeeeeee! =)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o level's are in like two weeks time? GOOD LUCK FOR THOSE IN THE O LEVEL TRACK OKAY! =) im KINDA glad that im in the ip programme. KINDA GLAD because there are soooooooo many tons of sias. and that almost killed me this year okay. wonder if i still can survive for another THREE YEARS!! -screams- THREE YEARS OKAY! thats like soooo long! but of course, nothing's free. so we gotta pay a price for being in the ip programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh oh!!! there's this nice show on channel 55 on sunday mornings! u know why i watch it? BECAUSE i have to wake up EARLY for guitar =.= and so, i on the tv will i eat my breakfast and TADA! i found that show! =)))) and its nice! im kinda addicted to it, REALLY! whahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. my back feels soooooo STIFF! hate that stupid lame feeling lah. its so irritating. then when i try to crack my back, and after i do, ITS STILL THERE! so stupid lah. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i never knew that some people prefers to be alone then with friends. im sooo totally not that kinda person but yeah, i was talking to SOMEONE! =) then tada! he told me that he's the "lonely" sort who doesnt really like company. -shrugs shoulders- kinda weird, to me. ohwell! i guess everyone's different! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is to xiang: GRANOLA BARS ARE NICE OKAY! and they arent FATTENING! you saw that? they arent fattening! NEHNEH! hahahahah =P you POK! everything also fattening. somemore u so stupid go and believe my brother. HAHA! = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okieeee dokieeesss. BLOG MORE NEXT TIME! =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112944857952598640?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112944857952598640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112944857952598640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112944857952598640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112944857952598640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/10/16-october-2005-sunday-1520-h-damn-you.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112892325772773724</id><published>2005-10-10T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T22:47:37.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 October 2005, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1342 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last paper tml!! -screaaaaaammmmmssss- AND AFTER 9.00AM, EXAMS ARE OFFICIALLY OVER! AND WE CAN REJOICE!!! whahahahahahahahah! but im already treating today like the last day and BLASTING MY SPEAKERS again! =)))) i love my speakers man. they rock. HAHA. i felt SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO deprived because i cldnt blast them for like the past two weeks? DAMN IT FEELS SO GOOD! =))) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sooooo HAPPY/OVERJOYED when mrs tan asked us to stop for science! THAT MEANT THAT WE ONLY HAD ONE PAPER LEFT! and i was apparently smiling to myself like a total idiot -.- (EUGENA TOO!) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, BREATHE is damn nice too! by michelle branch too =)))) here are the lyrics. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been driving for an hour&lt;br /&gt;Just talking to the rain&lt;br /&gt;You say I've been driving you crazy&lt;br /&gt;and its keeping you away&lt;br /&gt;So just give me one good reason&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why I should stay&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I dont wanna waste another moment&lt;br /&gt;in saying things we never meant to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I Take it just a little bit&lt;br /&gt;I, hold my breath and count to ten&lt;br /&gt;I, I've been waiting for a chance to let you in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I just breathe&lt;br /&gt;Let it fill the space in between&lt;br /&gt;I'll know everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;Every little piece of me&lt;br /&gt;You'll see&lt;br /&gt;Everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;If I just breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's all so overrated&lt;br /&gt;In not saying how you feel&lt;br /&gt;So you end up watching chances fade&lt;br /&gt;And wondering what's real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I Give you just a little time&lt;br /&gt;I, Wonder if you realize&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting till I see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I just breathe&lt;br /&gt;Let it fill the space between&lt;br /&gt;I'll know everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;Breathe,&lt;br /&gt;Every little piece of me&lt;br /&gt;You'll see&lt;br /&gt;Everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;If I just breathe&lt;br /&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I whisper in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping you hear me&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I just breathe&lt;br /&gt;Let it fill the space between&lt;br /&gt;I'll know everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;Breathe,&lt;br /&gt;Every little piece of me&lt;br /&gt;You'll see&lt;br /&gt;Everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;Everything is alright if i just breathe... breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been driving for an hour&lt;br /&gt;Just talking to the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112892325772773724?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112892325772773724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112892325772773724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112892325772773724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112892325772773724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/10/10-october-2005-monday-1342-h-last.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112868835926757351</id><published>2005-10-07T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T05:32:39.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 October 2005, Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2030 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd am i happy that its FRIDAY =) finally a rest from all that MUGGING for the past few days! and im so tired of it already. and u know what! i havent been blogging for some time...and i apparently FORGOT my username =.= but i remembered my pass. haha what crap. ohwell! anyway, i came to post the lyrics for ALL YOU WANTED =) it rocks! &lt;33333333333 it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;U&gt;ALL YOU WANTED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be like you&lt;br /&gt;I wanted everything&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to be like you&lt;br /&gt;And I got swept away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that it was so cold&lt;br /&gt;And you needed someone&lt;br /&gt;to show you the way&lt;br /&gt;So I took your hand and we figured out&lt;br /&gt;That when the time comes&lt;br /&gt;I'd take you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br /&gt;I can save you&lt;br /&gt;I can take you away from here&lt;br /&gt;So lonely inside&lt;br /&gt;So busy out there&lt;br /&gt;And all you wanted&lt;br /&gt;was somebody who cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sinking slowly&lt;br /&gt;So hurry hold me&lt;br /&gt;Your hand is all I have to keep me hanging on&lt;br /&gt;Please can you tell me&lt;br /&gt;So I can finally see&lt;br /&gt;Where you go when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br /&gt;I can save you&lt;br /&gt;I can take you away from here&lt;br /&gt;So lonely inside&lt;br /&gt;So busy out there&lt;br /&gt;And all you wanted&lt;br /&gt;was somebody who cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you wanted was somebody who cares&lt;br /&gt;If you need me you know I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x2]&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br /&gt;I can save you&lt;br /&gt;I can take you away from here&lt;br /&gt;So lonely inside&lt;br /&gt;So busy out there&lt;br /&gt;And all you wanted&lt;br /&gt;was somebody who cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please can you tell me&lt;br /&gt;So I can finally see&lt;br /&gt;Where you go when you're gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112868835926757351?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112868835926757351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112868835926757351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112868835926757351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112868835926757351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/10/7-october-2005-friday-2030-h-gawd-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112722712350926182</id><published>2005-09-20T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T07:38:43.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;20 September 2005, Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2227 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall reply tags first =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hui: &lt;/strong&gt;firstly, that random thing was really lame. yes. =.= u are right for once. or isit because i told you? LOL! hahaha. i think its the latter right? considering the fact that u are so... *COUGHCOUGH* s-l-o-w. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;charis: &lt;/strong&gt;yes charis, dun u dare think dirty! *shakes finger* hurhur. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jenzi: &lt;/strong&gt;jenzi you are retarded! ahahhahahaha. oh and thanks for ur ballerina! just that mine was a TORTOISE =.= so it din really fit! = X nvm! its cute anyway! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suwan: &lt;/strong&gt;hahahaha. yahh lahh you! since its AFTER 12, you ARE the FIRST, afterall. lol. ehhh. but then if its like that, then lianghui is not the first before 12! hahaha. okay nvm! that was so long ago =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bianca: &lt;/strong&gt;llalala! im not stressed anymore! (i shld think so..) but then! EOYs are like coming soon...so for all you know! =P i know you took that retarded pic u woman =.=!!! so lame lah!hahaha. u can have my retarded pic for all i care! = P because i know you will miss me! heh. so when u do, u can look at that photo! WHAHAHAHAHA. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx: &lt;/strong&gt;lala! i did die after all! but then i CAME BACK TO LIFE! whahaha. but wait. angels dun die =( but nvm! im a SPECIAL one =) heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jas: &lt;/strong&gt;hahaha. yeah lah jy! so lame =.= gave me, lh, eugena and charis such a big shock lah. and i had to drop charis' lantern =.= and burn it =.= wow. how wonderful =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;giggsy: &lt;/strong&gt;hurrrr. counting marks? for what? i think u MEANT revising/ studying for EOYs. that sounds so much more appropriate =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         -----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. okay done! =) i din blog for  A WEEK! oh and i havent updated my profile yet. =X IM THIRTEEN ALREADY! haha. but i dun want EOYs to come ="( i've been hardworking okay! =) im so proud of myself! SOMEHOW! but my bro makes my spirits dampen because he's MORE hardworking than me! wth! not fair =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever it is, i wanna have dance again ="((( i miss dance. yeah, it feels so empty on tues and fri when there's SUPPOSED to have dance. =(( sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, i must make good use of this time to STUDY =) yayee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay byebye! heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112722712350926182?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112722712350926182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112722712350926182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112722712350926182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112722712350926182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/09/20-september-2005-tuesday-2227-h-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112662563614136924</id><published>2005-09-13T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T08:33:56.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;13 September 2005, Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2329 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i practically think im gonna screw up on the 16 =((( man! i screwed up for the first sanrenwu cos my pants were practically TOO LONG! and i clipped them down and i cldnt get up =.=!!! and i had to like use my hands to PUSH myself up=.= it was AWFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh. still have EOYs. kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAOO. dun feel like posting anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112662563614136924?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112662563614136924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112662563614136924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112662563614136924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112662563614136924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/09/13-september-2005-tuesday-2329-h-i.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112636759807406130</id><published>2005-09-10T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T09:34:39.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 September 2005, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2327 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. let me reply tags first, including kerri's one which i tagged back. but i have more to say so nvm! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KERRI&lt;/b&gt;: hello there roni! =D heyy thanks so much for the birthday song! HAHA. its kinda lame u lame pok! HAHA. but thanks anyway! =D love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XIANG&lt;/b&gt;: hello there fellow angel! u better SHHHH okay! if not i really take chopper to go after you! = P heh! &lt;333&gt;SUWAN&lt;/b&gt;: HAHAHA. u were the FIRST after 12! haha. but lh was the first before 12. AHAHAHA. got difference =) THANKS anyway! =)&lt;333&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HUI&lt;/b&gt;: =.= im telling you that its no use bickering with him! just let him be =)) haha. wanna call me midget then call lor. no big deal what. u waste ur energy for what! = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHARIS&lt;/b&gt;: hey there dearie! HAHAHA. =P i wasnt online then isit! HHAHAHA. u cld have smsed me what! haiyo. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHIT&lt;/b&gt;: hello chit! saw you that day! HURRR. thank you! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JASMINE&lt;/b&gt;: hello jasMEAN. =) heh. thank you!! =D &lt;333 lah =")"&gt;BIANCA&lt;/b&gt;: RAWRRR YOU WOMAN. thankyouthankyou. haha. CONCUSSION =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOJIA&lt;/b&gt;: HELLOHELLOHELLO THERE! =)) oooo. thank you!! &lt;333&gt;EUNICE&lt;/b&gt;: oh! HELLO FELLOW TABLE PARTNER! heh. thank you =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;giggsy&lt;/b&gt;: okay. you deserve a thank you from me too. so, thank you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay end of tags! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay! come, today we went to watch CIRQUE DE SOLEIL! but i still think ALLEGRIA is better =) the performers are more flexible =) cirque de soleil all use ropes one. haha. but there was this cool balance one. DAMN COOL MAN. how i wish i cld balance like that too! but i must LIANLIANLIAN =(( sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR i got jj's album!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;33333333333 oh goshhhh. =) my bro got it for me. so nice right! HAHA. but ohwell. he's still the EVIL PIG =) right xiang. YAY i know xiang agrees with me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha. i forgot that i dun have ballet today. hahaha. and i thought i had. haha. ohwell. luckily i remember in time lah! haha. cos i was so tired after tightening my braces. DAMN PAIN LAH I TELL U. =(( so i felt damn tired. then i was THINKING THINKING! then i realised that there's no ballet today. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. jj's album rocks =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my teeth still hurts. dentist go and put until so tight =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how to do the stupid algebra ws. I HATE ALGEBRA LAH. so STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah. CIAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112636759807406130?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112636759807406130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112636759807406130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112636759807406130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112636759807406130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/09/10-september-2005-saturday-2327-h-lala.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112619776639342672</id><published>2005-09-09T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T09:42:46.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8 September 2005, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2331 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrrr. today's my bday! heh. 8's a lucky number, dun u think so! so im a LUCKY CHILD =) heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone who wished me happy bday =))) &lt;333 you all loads! errm. perhaps except someone.. *coughcough* i think you know who you are. = P hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo. my fellow angel's so nice lor. hurhur. = P oh and my bro's nice too! but he's known as the evilpig to me and xiang =) right xiang! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahaahahahhaahhaahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was so random =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalallalalala. im in a good mood today. =DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. but my bro's mean too. he kept trying to carry me. whats with him today?!?!?!?!?! and he dropped his popiah cos i attempted to steal his phone away =X HUR. but i failed. and the popiah ingredients dropped out. HOW SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lets talk about YESTERDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. thank ger and wenny! =)) had fun! haha . tinkle was scary at first. kept wanting to jump on me. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still itching for jj's album -.- wth. i want it now leh. grrr. hahaha. NVM! hope i'll get it tml =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. im so bored. because there's no one online whom i usually talk to. SIGHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. whatever. enough blogging =) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112619776639342672?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112619776639342672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112619776639342672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112619776639342672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112619776639342672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/09/8-september-2005-thursday-2331-h.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112593567755462941</id><published>2005-09-05T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T08:54:37.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 September 2005, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2353 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;3333 LJJ !!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT LJJ'S ALBUM NOWNOWNOWNOWW!!!!!!! N-O-W!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112593567755462941?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112593567755462941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112593567755462941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112593567755462941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112593567755462941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/09/5-september-2005-monday-2353-h-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112585196914713576</id><published>2005-09-05T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T09:39:29.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 September 2005, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0025 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. my birthday's approaching! =))) haha. oooo. haha. hm somehow i dun wanna turn thirteen, somehow i'd like to. ohwell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psstt! i think my bro's got a gf! HURHUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;hey this is to you: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;im sorry i treated you that way last time. hmm. yepps, i guess all i can say now is sorry. i guess i was really rash and stuff back then. sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i'm moving on.=)&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/12089046-112585196914713576?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112585196914713576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112585196914713576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112585196914713576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112585196914713576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/09/5-september-2005-monday-0025-h-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112567083582532472</id><published>2005-09-02T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T07:20:38.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 September 2005, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2211 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, its seriously never gonna be the same if anyone leaves 110. never. be it anyone whom the whole class detests or whatsoever, its just not going to be the same. like how lively the class is now and stuff. and i really dun want anyone to leave. i dun really hate anyone in 110. everyone's imperfect anyway. besides, everyone has good points. and someone sure amuses me alot, if she leaves, which i highly dun think so, then i will be deprived of my laughter! =( ohwell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh. one day, i really hope that everyone will stop whatever they're doing, or if not possible, slow down. the world's seriously moving so fast. so fast that everyone's so exhausted from all this speed. we seriously need a break. just give us some peace and private time alone. thats all i ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its not like everything goes our way. and we just gotta accept this fact. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway!!! i dun feel like blogging now. =( haha. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112567083582532472?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112567083582532472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112567083582532472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112567083582532472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112567083582532472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/09/2-september-2005-friday-2211-h-you.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112558336042894299</id><published>2005-09-01T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T07:02:40.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 September 2005, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2048 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you know there's this thing called lego. feelings are just like lego. they keep building up on and on. until one day, it just falls down. everything just bursts out and u break down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we watched herbie today =) it was CUTE. the car was so cute lah. it had a mind and personality of its own! SO DAMMIT CUTE MAN. just that our seat wasnt all that good. hmm. "E" row. and i was practically FREEZING inside lah. and wahlao. i had to sit at the side...wth. i hate sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. superstar final now. thinking about superstar, i personally feel that if weilian werent blind, i dun think that he wld have made it this far. im not trying to say that his voice isnt good or anything, please dun take offence but i think there will still be a number of sympathy votes. and those sympathy votes probably pulled up his results and stuff. so yepps, its a blesssing that he's blind too. but i think his determination contributes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you see, there are pros and cons to everything. =)) so never give up in life! life may have ups and downs but after every obstacle, you'll become stronger. and the stupidest thing is to ever give up. so NEVER. carry on no matter how tough it is =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like addicted to hou lai de wo men by pin guan. ITS A NICE SONG!! =)))) whahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have school tml. haiyer. i dun feel like going. im feeling sooo lazy. and im getting into the holiday mood, which is bad. cos i seriously need to studying mood NOW. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. sometimes things happen for a reason. and we just gotta take things in our stride, not take them too harshly. that'll just inflict more pain on ourselves. but its so hard. and i know everyone understand this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i think i've blogged enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112558336042894299?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112558336042894299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112558336042894299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112558336042894299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112558336042894299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/09/1-september-2005-thursday-2048-h-you.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112550700840196902</id><published>2005-09-01T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T09:50:08.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 September 2005, Thursday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0036 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i wld like to wish all teachers a HAPPY TEACHERS DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. me eugena yiyi lh performed at nyps today. it was kinda screwed up. i forgot my steps due to nervousness and oh, i wont push all the blame to nervousness. i guess we din prepare enough too. everything was like last minute. even the hair sprays and pins. we only bought them like the day before the performance. and others too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but credit shld go to liangpei, cos she helped us so much although this is not her dance, and its not her responsibility and stuff. we had lots of fun dancing, choreographing, laughing at each other when we cldnt get steps right, teasing each other about CERTAIN things -winks and STARES at liangpei,lianghui,eugena- how dare you 3 gang up and buly me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im in no great mood to have fun now, as u can see from the serious way im talking and without my usual haha-s. nothing much has been happening. hmm. just another mood swing i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. the best thing about the performance was that the teachers were very touched. and they appreciated it alot. even teachers whom we din noe, came up to us to thank us. the first teacher who came up to us was tearing, according to lh. i dunno lah. but i only saw that her nose was red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there are bad things too. and the worst thing is  that its just over in 2min49secs. just poof, gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, the childishness of the primary school boys. u wanna get sarcastic yeah?? OH COME ON. i wont mind since im in sucha mood now. come on, show what u've got. i've laid my cards out. where're yours? and do we really look like primary school kids? omg. i guess we still look YOUTHFUL, as i shall put it across as nice as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met the teachers and had a lil chat with each of them. mrs tan was so funny! =)) haha. oh and i never knew that the teachers communicated the way we did. hmm. looking at ms tan and mrs tan...*cough* but it was really amusing. i guess they're humans too, each with a cheeky side to themselves afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was such a pity that yanglaoshi din watch us. sighh. we really wanted her to. ohwell. i guess somethings are just meant to be. but then. the school is cruel. u know they din let the pri 6's watch the concert??? its so mean lor. its like why cant the school give them a break??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay after meeting mrs tan and chatting blahblah, we went back to lh's hse. all exhausted and tired, we took a few pictures before i was too dead to take anymore. so i went to take a nap. ohwell. i was the first to sleep so i woke up first. yepps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im talking crap again. i've got tuition tml at 9 in the morning. wth. but i asked for it. so whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its those little things that matter.  what a pity we just dun seem to notice the things that we do most of the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112550700840196902?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112550700840196902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112550700840196902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112550700840196902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112550700840196902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/09/1-september-2005-thursday-0036-h.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112532882993055205</id><published>2005-08-29T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T08:21:51.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;29 August 2005, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2259 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its the start of another school week -.- GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigghhhh. performance is like on wednesday? and we havent finished choreographing lah. YIYI! U SHLD HAVE COME TML LAH! see lah see lah. dun listen. tml when we learn new steps ur not there again. wth lor. why ur mom so strict. ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. did clay today. it was kinda disgusting. and my dammit slab -.-''' kept going outta shape. haha, i took like 45 minutes to make it?!?!?! yah lah. then in the end nv accomplish anything. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa. sorry suwan i screwed up ur tagboard=(( OOPS&gt;&lt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmnmmmmmmmm. i wanted to talk about something leh. sheesh. now i forgot. okay. i shall talk about my past few days =))) heh! since i din blog for such a long time due to the tight schedules cos of the dance. but nevertheless, i LOVE IT! yayeeee. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               ------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26 August 2005, Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. went to lh's hse again =) hmm... i shld think that this was the day we tried out the make up and hairstyle. aiya. either today or tml. THE HAIRSTYLE IS NICE LOR. liang pei can go be hairstylist =) and make up artist. haha. but then the make up made lh look like she got punched *BISHHHHHHHHHH* hahaha. no lah. i never punch her =)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh! im nice! =) hahahaha. ohhh. I LOVE THE GLITTER SPRAY. its like so nice! =) spray and glitter comes out. WHEEEEE. its a glitter cum hair spray. haha. =)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today was fun lah. just that. liangpei is like always damn mean! laugh at us. hurmph! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               ------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;28 August 2005, Sunday&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. today makes me laugh. HAHAHAHA. okay. im typing crap english. but heck lah. hha. anyway! yesss!! let me continue. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. liangpei did my hair for me! CURLSSSSSS. nicee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahaha. and i tried doing eugena's hair. but she doesnt look good with curls. haha. yepps. =( yeahh. so we straightened her hair instead. but seemed like the straightener din work. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos lh and her sisters went to attend the wake lah. then me and eugena alone in the room =) so we were bored. so we took liangpei's make up box and started putting make up. okay. eugena started it! she wanted to try out the gradient thingy for eyeshadow lah. so she tried out on her ownself. then she tried it out on me -.- but failed. haha. so doesnt matter. then she only did one eye lah! then i was like walking about the room with one eye purple and the other nothing. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then later on. i cldnt stand it. so i went to put for the other eye too. haha. the one i put was much more silvery. hahahaha. so i added more silver to the other one too. then eugena started doing REALCRAP. she used the eyeliner and eyeshadow. she went to draw. erm. what do u call that. aiya she used the eyeliner to draw this really thick line. like its supposed to be above the eyelashes right. she went to draw lots higher. but it turned out quite okay lah. haha. then, she still din have enough fun. then she went to put eyeshadow below her eyes. hahahaha. it was kinda funkaye but then it looked as if somebody boxed her. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i put blusher. lol. the blushed WAS TOO PINK LOR. hahahahahahahahahahahhaa. okayokay. then we took photo. =))))) WHAHAHA. WITH MY CURLS! it was PREEEEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTYYYY! love it =) YAYEEEEEEEE. hahahahahah. then we were sorta "advertising" the products in the toilet cos lh's maid stepped in. then we got a shock, esp eugena cos her eyes were like really crap. HAHA. then erm we hid in the toilet? and took toiletries to advertise? LOL!!! it was crap lah. hahhha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was really fun =))) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i want another one of this kind of erm erm erm.ACTIVITY! wheeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay so thats about it =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAOOO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112532882993055205?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112532882993055205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112532882993055205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112532882993055205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112532882993055205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/08/29-august-2005-monday-2259-h.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112481020493482131</id><published>2005-08-23T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T08:16:44.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23 August 2005, Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2311 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOSHIEEEEEEEEEEEE. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I  AM SO EXCITED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  yes!!! I AM I AM. nyps dance rocks! with much help from lh's sis, our dance has become more successful! (as u can see, im trying to save some dignity for ourselves) HAHAHA. okay. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! now my feet is like hurting due to all the turning, barefooted. OMG. I LOVE YOU LIANGPEI! thank you so much man. &lt;33333333333333 okay i dun even think u'll see this. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm yeah. talking about today. we had dance. AND WE DID WALTZ. wheee. it was fun. but later on, i got all tired and stuff and started doing not so properly. bad me, yeah i know. but my feet was really hurting. OUCH. =((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. then did chunjiang. havent done it for such a long time lor. so happy when we did it today. haha. sanrenwu was a lil screwed though. let go of leg too fast. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. then after dance, we went to lh's hse. so that her sis can teach us the chorus and stuff. YIYI! WE TEACH U TML!! recess and or lunch okay! =)) NICENICENICE. I LOVE IT. hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. and i just realised im typing random stuff today? ohwell! i guess its because IM IN A GOOD MOOD. =))) hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee. im seldom in such a good mood. so u must cherish it okay! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I GOTTA GO! tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE OUR DANCE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112481020493482131?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112481020493482131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112481020493482131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112481020493482131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112481020493482131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/08/23-august-2005-tuesday-2311-h-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112446667924853227</id><published>2005-08-19T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T08:51:19.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;19 August 2005, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2324 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had cross country today. it was kinda fun running. haha. oh and when we entered the jungle part right? it reminded me of WONGLIANGHUI. yepps. cos she's a monkey? so i was saying that if a monkey comes and drags her in, i wont be surprised. afterall, she's their family! WHEEEE. hahahaha. i know it was mean =( haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lets talk about the run. okay it was really tiring. and there were times where i really felt like walking. but ohwell. i din lah. cos i wanted to finish it. haha. i din join competitive cos i din want to. LOL. so much stress. aha. okay okay back to the run. LOL. u know the part where we ran out of the jungle part? into the road part? i think that part was totally tedious. its like. the whole road looked so long and never-ending lor. i really had the urge to stop running. oh and not to mention those red flags. i think the red flags are totally lame and spastic and retarded things. it made me and lh sprint like from the cones all the way to the end of the run. like what crap. the red flags were so irritating. make us waste our energy. grrr. then i stopped at the student helper. lol. then she was like patting my back and asking if i was okay. sorry but i was panting to hard that i cldnt talk!! =(( haha. then i felt so dammit giddy i cldnt even walk properly. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and IM SO GLAD THAT LIANGPEI IS HELPING US. wheeeeehehehehe. THANK YOU!! =)) hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazingly, im not tired. its like WOWWWW. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah. nothing to blog about anymore. haha. byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112446667924853227?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112446667924853227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112446667924853227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112446667924853227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112446667924853227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/08/19-august-2005-friday-2324-h-had-cross.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112436280767072463</id><published>2005-08-18T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T04:00:07.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;18 August 2005, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1849 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. im bored. ahhh. yiyi's not coming on sat cos she's going overseas =(( im telling u we're so gonna die lor. SO TOTALLY GOING TO DIE. because we'll be all slacking and buyin food and drinks and eating and stuff and not choreographing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i forgot to talk bout something yesterday. haha so here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay apparently there was this HUGE insect in our classroom yesterday. and it was like at the back door. and claudia lah! she went to call it our class pet =.= okay so it became our supposed class pet. so it was science next. so we went to the life science lab to make that  bacteria thingy lah. (okay i know my eng is like shit today. bear with it =) ) and after that! we went back to class to put our stuff. and it so appeared that the insect moved to the computer table. then someone startled it and it flew away. it flew down to the first story and rested on the quadrangle floor. and a MYNAH(damn the mynah) swooped down and attempted to eat it. anWTH!!and everyone was like shouting and screaming. oh and i forgot to mention that ms foo called it a moth hopper =.= anyway! yes, so the moth hopper struggled and struggled and it escaped! YAY!! and it flew up to the 4th storey. HAHA. then i went down to the dance studio. haha to lian. when i went back to class, they made such a big fuss over it that they split the whiteboard into half and half of it was like used to write farewells to the moth hopper. LOL. it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and louisa was cleaning the whiteboard so slow. IT WAS REALLY AMUSING WATCHING HER LAH. me and cherie were like laughing. cos she only cleaned like CERTAIN parts first. HAHAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im going for dinner now =) tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112436280767072463?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112436280767072463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112436280767072463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112436280767072463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112436280767072463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/08/18-august-2005-thursday-1849-h-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112429115994630588</id><published>2005-08-17T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T08:05:59.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;17 August 2005, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2229 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo. we got a 110 blog. =)) tenners go visit. its &lt;a href="http://www.-onetenners.blogspot.com"&gt;www.-onetenners.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; =))) YAY. hahahaha. can someone tell me the pass and user on MSN!!! thanks!!! =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh. what a pity we cant sell drinks on cross country day. cos ms chang din allow. so much for all that planning and calling yeos for sponsor. =.= what a waste of our time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my butt aches. lol. lh said that its because of hudie. cos after the split thing we have to turn blahblah. then laoshi made us hold there. HAHA. hern's butt hurts too. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that we're familiar with the steps in sanrenwu, we gotta work on our ji qiao now. ohwell. its actually quite a wonder that laoshi nv scold us for not bao-ing our legs for the bao tui part. ohwell. i guess she knows that we need more time to lian it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my internet's screwed today. i dunno why. grrrr. i had to restart my com 2 times lor. like wth. and cos i went to switch the whole switch for the modem off. then obviously the internet flow will get cut off right. and its like i warned my bro before that already. and he was playing his dammit game again. and when i switched off the switch his internet connection got cut off. and he lost 20k for taking the boat. its like its not my prob lah. i warned him already lor. and he nodded his head can. its not my problem right. that u din listen to me properly. its ur own fault that u were too obsessed in the game. bahh whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112429115994630588?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112429115994630588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112429115994630588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112429115994630588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112429115994630588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/08/17-august-2005-wednesday-2229-h-oooo.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112411800409590201</id><published>2005-08-15T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T08:00:04.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;15 August 2005, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2153 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i've really been wondering. thinking about dance. and i realised something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i din have the passion for dance, i think that i'd have given up on it already. like how tough training is and stuff. if i din have the passion for dance, i wldnt be where i am today. if i din have the passion for dance, i wldnt go down to the dance room every recess and lunch to lian. and like this, i wldnt improve. although we had practise 2 times a week, i still think that those days are not exactly really enough. and even though the total amount of time we have in our breaks is only 1h 15 min, i still think that its better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are lots more. like how a good dancer is a good dancer because of her passion, not her technique. and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno but i somehow feel that i love dance now more than i ever did last time. its just this feeling. the warmth that i received when i joined NYCD. i dun think i've ever felt it before. and im deeply touched by all the seniors' passion for dance. and i think thats what moved me. i think thats what motivated me. cos i wanted to be like them. and im really glad i have such great role models as seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and although laoshi has been really fierce these few days, she no doubt pushed me further. she made me have the will to practise more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through the next 3 years and more, i know there'll be even more challenges to face and many ups and downs. but what hern said is right =) go read her blog. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i'll never ever part nor stop dancing cos if i ever do, i'll be depressed. really depressed. not being able to dance is just like im being confined in a boundary too small for me, as if i were choking and suffocating and fighting to get out. i will never stop dancing in my whole life. NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i go for concerts, there will always be lots of people sitting around us who dun appreciate the arts. and usually, they'll express their disgust towards the arts and its really irritating. its like. if u dun appreciate, then why did u bother coming? and even if they do or are forced to, still, they shouldnt be making these kind of remarks that makes me feel like slapping their faces. its alright if they dun appreciate arts but the fact that they make such a big deal just because they dun really annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i gtg! CIAOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait. one last thing to say. DANCE ROCKS MY WORLD. &lt;33333333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112411800409590201?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112411800409590201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112411800409590201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112411800409590201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112411800409590201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/08/15-august-2005-monday-2153-h-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112393920405125882</id><published>2005-08-13T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T06:20:04.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;13 August 2005, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2116 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a hair cut today. ANYWAY lets talk about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dance yesterday, as usual. and ohwell. laoshi got really fierce and stuff. = s its really scary when she's scolding. its like her eyes are glaring at u and stuff. ITS REALLY SUPER DUPER SCARY. and everyone immediately quietened down when she suddenly shouted. SCARY. OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. and sanrenwu. Its giving me a dammit headache. HERN. u do the second part. im serious. bahhh. i read what u wrote on ur blog. BUT THEN. ugh. im just plain frustrated. GRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. u know what. i dun feel like blogging anymore. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112393920405125882?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112393920405125882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112393920405125882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112393920405125882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112393920405125882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/08/13-august-2005-saturday-2116-h-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112377022820150091</id><published>2005-08-11T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T07:23:48.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 August 2005, Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2209 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. tml's FRIDAY. im gonna die. IM SO GONNA DIE. KILL ME BEFORE I DO! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grahh. i din know dance cld be so tiring and stressful. bahhh. WORK AND DANCE. im like stuck! cos now  that all my recesses and lunches are taken up. =( no, i dun blame dance. i blame myself! for being a stupid dumb ass. and slacker for not finishing my homework at home? YES I DO BLAME MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever it is, today's a lame day. LH CAN VERIFY! x)))) COS SHE HAD THE PRIVILEGE OF EXPERIENCING IT. hahahhhahah. lh! aren't u honoured! =)) oh and she's grateful towards me. HURHUR. okay. why am i talking crap? o.O okay. NVM. im HYPERFIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. aiya. nothing much today just that i got another bruise? yepps. because i landed wrongly again =.= how dumb can  i be? -.-'' nvm. im kinda used to it already. SO NEVERMIND! =))) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112377022820150091?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112377022820150091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112377022820150091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112377022820150091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112377022820150091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/08/11-august-2005-thursday-2209-h-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112358645905155530</id><published>2005-08-09T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T04:20:59.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;9 August 2005, Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1904 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. today's NATIONAL DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. im so bored and i currently felt like blogging so yah! oh. i was watching NDP just now. and it was boring...*yawn* i almost fell asleep. all the marching and stuff (NO OFFENCE!) ahahahaha. iris asked me to watch but here i am, back to the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's no one to talk to! sighh. those whom i usually talk to. i guess they're all watching NDP. or not? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. what happened today? NOTHING MUCH. oh and i really really really procrastinate ALOT. its like. I will say i must must must study today. and in the end! i end up using the computer... BUT OHWELL! nvm. today i will study =)))) i HOPE! because tests are like...this week and next week? yepps. so i gotta start MUGGING. hahaha. and stop all the slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;b&gt; WONGLIANGHUI&lt;/b&gt;. im so gonna kill you when you come back. YOU!!!! hurmph. SPASTIC MONKEY. i might end up eating ur pea brain for all u know! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. im worrying less about dance. and i dunno if thats a gd thing or what =X ohwell. everything has its good and bad points! hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH. i have something to say! I think the IVLE system is really weak. its always jammed or screwed up and its REALLY IRRITATING because this always happens when i need to print something! can the staff like do something about this??? because all the notes and stuff are like in the IVLE system and the pupils need to use it anytime, anywhere. so please fix this problem! THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i look like im talking to myself =X hmm. but i believe teachers, too read our blogs. so somehow, they might see that! so yepps! x))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway! i gotta go eat dinner now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tata! x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112358645905155530?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112358645905155530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112358645905155530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112358645905155530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112358645905155530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/08/9-august-2005-tuesday-1904-h-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112351240933150147</id><published>2005-08-08T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T07:46:49.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8 August 2005, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2240 h &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i must think the positive way. not the negative way. x))) friday's IMPROVING DAY. so i must work hard. yes. WORK HARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress has its own good and bad points. its good because it pushes you. its bad because it makes u worried and stuff. but as long as i think the GOOD way, the bad thing wont happen! so i shall think the GOOD WAY! =)) YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i know i sound like a retard. =) plus mental patient. but nop! IM NORMAL =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. you know what. I SAID I WAS GOING DOWN TO DO SCIENCE. and here i am =.= thinking about dance the whole day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. the nyps dance. i'd better start clogging my mind with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaooo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112351240933150147?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112351240933150147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112351240933150147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112351240933150147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112351240933150147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/08/8-august-2005-monday-2240-h-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112339763857944121</id><published>2005-08-07T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T23:57:38.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7 August 2005, Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1537 h &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.im typing using html. LOL. its kinda cool, html i meant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im supposed to be doing my work plus homework. DAMMMIT. what crap. =((( i shall go down after this post then. im a good gal =) AINT I! hahahahah. so ego. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. im suddenly having this urge to ice skate, have a reunion with SCPS people and stuff like that. i dunno why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. talking about urge... WHAT ABOUT DANCE! IM SCAREDDDD. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!! im afraid i forget my steps and deprove like crap. IM SCARED LAOSHI WILL SCOLD US. ahhhhhhh. im afraid. somehow, i dun look forward to this friday. although its gonna be the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i wish friday wld never come. and i'd never have to face the stress. i know its for our own good that she's pushing us and stuff and that she has high expectations thats why we can do so well for every SYF and i know that she has been very nice to this year's sec 1s and stuff. but i cant take the stress she's giving us. AHHHHH. kill me. *shing* /dies/ and i dun wanna get revived. =((( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. somehow, iris is always there when im upset or down. *cough cough* and someone else. LALALA. anyway yah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. ohwell. i suppose its fate? LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH. im tryin to drag this post as long as possible cos i dun wanna go down to study. okay fine. IM NAUGHTY AND CHEEKY. hurmph. fine fine. i shall go down SOON. after settling some stuff = p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112339763857944121?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112339763857944121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112339763857944121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112339763857944121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112339763857944121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/08/7-august-2005-sunday-1537-h-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112331610034045278</id><published>2005-08-06T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T01:15:00.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 August&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;2005, Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1555 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch? my teeth hurts. just tightened braces again. =( boohoo. i cant bite. fine i can but it'll hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after my dental appointment today, i went to meet up to choreograph the dance. hahahaha. we din really slack much today. or did YOU ALL? i guess they did. HAHA. but then later on we started concentrating. yay. we accomplished something. but we still have a long way to go. haha. september's coming soon. which means we are running out of time. but this also means that my birthday is coming soon! WHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. about ballet. ballet was fine. but we danced barefooted today. haha. cos my teacher wanted to see our placement of feet. the grade 6 pple like so bo chap. no offence but seriously lor. its as if they nv dance with their heart. like they're only dancing for the sake of dancing. if only they can point their toes more, and concentrate more. IF ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i cant believe i forgot to wear the cushion for my left feet for pointe today. LOL. no wonder i was like eh? why so empty. HAHAHAHAHA. how absent-minded can i be? hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left my cd in eugena's car! ahhhhh. now i cant listen to explosive and think of steps. GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. how can i forget! todays the lil gal's birthday! so sad we cldnt attend it. cos i had ballet. sighhhh. haha. we gave her her present! I LOVE THE CUP LAH. its so cute! hahaha. eugena, dun u agree with me? LOL. she asked for clickits so we got her that plus that cute cup which we saw on the shelf. so we decided to buy it too. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh. i shld talk more about...wednesday i think. yeah. the day when we went to buy her present. erm. HAHAAHHAHAHAAHHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eugena was so mean that day lah. hahhahahaha. cos they were supposed to do the guide board. and they were using spray paint but unfortunately, they finished all the spray paint. so they had to resort to using PAINT. and thats where the fun starts. HAHAH. there's this gal who is like SUPER FRIGGING IRRITATING. like no one ask her anything right, she'll still answer. yepps. so its like everytime eugena asks me a qns, she will auto answer one. haha. then eugena will roll her eyes and i'll start laughing. OKAYOKAY. enough of the trivial crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. okay. cos they're supposed to be painting the rainbow. so eugena was painting the red part. haha. and she cldnt stand that gal anymore so she went to paint her hair -.-'''and there was a streak of RED. haha. then still not enough, eugena went to take the tube of yellow paint and squeezed it on her hair ( it was her paint anyway. haha) so there was YELLOW plus RED. and the yellow was like. a big bloop on her hair lah. hahahaha. it was super funny. then later on, it was washing time . HAHA. then sandy was a kind lil gal, she told her that she had paint on her hair. ahahaha. so she helped to remove the paint. haha. but it was quite a lot so sandy suggested her to take off her rubberband and dunk her whole head inside the basin. LOL!!! hahahahah. oh. then eugena act guai and nice, help her clean. which was totally the other way round. she took a palm of paint(okay, maybe im exaggerating a lil) and wiped it on her hair. AND IT WAS LIKE ALOT CAN. and i started laughing and laughing and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh. somemore right, she said that she'd be going to the library later on. IMAGINE HER GOING INTO THE LIBRARY WITH THE PAINT ON HER HAIR. im telling u pple will laugh at her lah. LOL. but she sorta deserved it lah. wait wait. got somemore. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later on, she told eugena " eugena, you're the I.C. you clean up." then eugena got pissed off lah. then she said something which i cant remember. and of course i also got pissed off just that i blew lah. haha. so i went on telling her how rude she was blah blah blah. and in the end, she still cleaned up xP hahaha. i wanted to throw the black paper at her. grrr. but nice me didnt. =D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so thats the whole story. =)) ohwell. may not sound all that funny and stuff. okay. its obviously mean. but yeah. shld be at the scene. then its really funny. haha. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. okay. this post is kinda long.. and the para's are LONGG. i think. haha. anyway! hmm. maybe i shld go practise guitar. lala. thinking about it, i havent been practising this week. damn. =(( haiyer. dun feel like leh. ohwell. anyway no one's online and its so boring. so maybe i shld =))) aha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112331610034045278?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112331610034045278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112331610034045278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112331610034045278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112331610034045278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/08/6-august-2005-saturday-1555-h-ouch-my.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112304048302455441</id><published>2005-08-03T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T06:45:11.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 August 2005, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1137 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. im in school now. and i just got a new computer. HAHA. =))))))))))) no more old computer. i like my new computer. hahahaha. its LA now. and we're supposed to be thinking of a story. okay, more about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dance yesterday. and it was SCARY. really scary =(( san ren wu was tough, plus we had to follow the seniors. hmm. actually, it was kinda better that watching the video. yepps. but then i dunno why lao shi was so angry. i think it was because we were learning very slowly (more like me) yes. IM A SLOW LEARNER. dammit. must be like yiyi. learn fast. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got a bruise. =.= because i slammed right down on the floor while doing the kick leg thing. wth. its so pain. as in the bruise.  hahaha. yes, IT HURTS LIKE CRAP. dun ever touch it. cos its like swollen. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im back home! HAHA. and my muscles are aching. sigh. but i still feel this urge to dance and dance and dance and dance. and dance the whole night without stopping. but i know its kinda impossible because i still need my sleep, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need to train my balance. hmm. use both kaishi's and xinling's way. yepps. no pain no gain!! haha. haiyer. my left leg sucks like crap lah. its so not straight. as in when i lift up. sighhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. my muscles are ACHING LIKE CRAP. but still, i must train. AND TRAIN AND TRAIN AND TRAIN AND TRAIN till i go berserk. but still, i must train and train and train and train. okay, you get my point. i MUST TRAIN, NO MATTER WHAT. and i've put my heart into it. i've given myself a goal, and i MUST achieve it. =)) i hate giving up, thats me. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112304048302455441?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112304048302455441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112304048302455441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112304048302455441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112304048302455441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/08/3-august-2005-wednesday-1137-h-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112256074270540536</id><published>2005-07-28T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T07:25:42.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;28 July 2005, Thursday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2145 h&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its as if no one cares anymore. and i somehow know that no one will care about this post either. because NO ONE CARES ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to think as if someone stole this or that or whatever but then i cant help it. it seems so like it. i know i cant blame that person because the other person will do on on their own free will. BUT still, emotions are hard to control. and it would be an accomplishment if u have achieved that. and i congrat you on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its as if the world is coming to and end. its as if im falling down into a hole, without stopping. falling and falling and falling. and still, no one cares.&lt;br /&gt;its not the usual me to think like that. i dunno why but somehow my thinking has changed. maybe the impact was too great on me or whatever. but it seems like im so tired of all these already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im still not numb of it. and i wonder when i'll start to get numb of it. i hope the time is nearing cos it looks like i cant hold on any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just me as usual, keeping everything to myself. as if i dun have friends. maybe its just me, oh so stubborn at times when i really need someone beside me. yet, no one's there. its as if they dun know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky seems to be falling down on me. and no one knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem like i dun care anymore. but i do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112256074270540536?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112256074270540536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112256074270540536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112256074270540536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112256074270540536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/07/28-july-2005-thursday-2145-h-its-as-if.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112247387021228208</id><published>2005-07-27T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T07:17:50.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;27 July 2005, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2215 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nop. i can stand it no longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dunno. what the world's becoming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yes, everything's going berserk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;someone save me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112247387021228208?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112247387021228208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112247387021228208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112247387021228208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112247387021228208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/07/27-july-2005-wednesday-2215-h-nop.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112221593769904183</id><published>2005-07-24T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T07:38:57.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;24 July 2005, Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2232 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay. today's my brother's birthday. x)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;like he'll see that =.=''' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i have 3 ulcers. like dammit. hurts like crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, today's gonna be my last slack day. from tml onwards, im gonna work hard. x))) yepps. and im determined to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haii. just why cant everyone be simple-minded? haii. its like impossible, isnt it? and there's nothing we can do about it. thats the worst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lala. im so full today. ate a really full lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and ate a full dinner. -.-''' im bloated like crap =.= HAHAHAHAHA. nvm. maybe i shld go on like that. cos i improved from SU to U. HAHA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i wanna go to A. x)))))))))) hahahahhahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had guitar today. it was pretty fine. =))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai. dun feel like blogging anymore lah. byee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll_;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112221593769904183?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112221593769904183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112221593769904183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112221593769904183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112221593769904183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/07/24-july-2005-sunday-2232-h-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112204411660419948</id><published>2005-07-22T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T08:12:29.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;22 July 2005, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2244 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance was kinda fun and stuff. we co-ed the steps. yepps. oh ya. and the DSA p6 gals came over today. hmm. i shant comment on them. yepps. hmm. im glad i went for dance today =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell. im sick =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haii. what a pity i wont be able to choreograph=(( how sad lah! PLUS i wont be able to go for ballet. and this is the second time i missed lessons. i wanna do pointe leh. haiyer. weak body. but nah. defend myself=) i seldom get sick. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i caught the flu bug. yepps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and this is my 100th post! WHEE. haha. hmm. i dunno why but i've been pretty lazy nowadays. like how im too lazy to blog and stuff. hmm. exams are just around the corner, i hafta start preparing myself for them. i wont want to get kicked out. yepps. but somehow, i think that NYGH's standard is a bit too high. as in. 60 is the pass mark. yeahh. not 50. bahhh =((( ohwell. i chose this school and so far as i know, im contented with my choice =D most of which is because of NYCD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh. gotta sleep early today. and its 2252 h now. hmm. i think i shall sleep at 2300 h. yepps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and jasmine, u gotta see ms foo for the summary thingy. yepps. haha. its counted in ur CA so yepps. its important. ohwell. i doubt u'll ever see this. haha. cos i dun really frequent my blog alot. but nvm! im still gonna tell u personally. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the sick people, lets jiayou and get well together! =D haha. im so laming. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112204411660419948?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112204411660419948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112204411660419948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112204411660419948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112204411660419948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/07/22-july-2005-friday-2244-h-dance-was.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112144159281324620</id><published>2005-07-15T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T08:33:12.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;15 July 2005, Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2329 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;why must something this unpredictable happen to someone so important? why NOW? whywhywhy!? how much emotional and physical pain caused to that so very important person. please dun break down now. yes, they need our moral support. please dun blame urself anymore. u din wish for it to happen either. please please TAKE CARE and RECOVER SOON. with the spirit of NYCD, u must JIAYOU! we'll forever support you and be here for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dancing in the moonligh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112144159281324620?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112144159281324620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112144159281324620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112144159281324620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112144159281324620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/07/15-july-2005-friday-2329-h-why-must.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112135336088540457</id><published>2005-07-14T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T08:02:40.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;14 July 2005, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2250 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dance night was kinda fun. the dance part was nice. esp. the second and last ones. dun worry suwan. YOU WERE BRILLIANT! hope you're alright. please recover fast, yea? &lt;33333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sarah cheang! HURMPH. why did u paste that sticker on me! =.= like i offend u liddat! haha. i had the urge to take revenge on u but on second thoughts, maybe i shldnt. because its bad karma. =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and eugena tay! how can u smash snails?!?!?!?! OH MAN. thats so sinful! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short post. shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112135336088540457?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112135336088540457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112135336088540457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112135336088540457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112135336088540457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/07/14-july-2005-thursday-2250-h-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112081652888191003</id><published>2005-07-08T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T02:55:28.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8 July 2005, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today was soooo messy lah. there was like oil all over the place! and i dunno why and where all the water came from, and it started flowing to our side cos i think the floor sinks in there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;plus, we kept getting short circuited lah. then we couldnt use to cook. then we hadta go to the rockwall to cook lah. charis and i were like squatting down and i had cramp. haha. yepps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then after everything, i wanted to go to the dance studio, so we went! and it was soo fun =D so sad we had to leave at 1455 h lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, more about 6 july. cos we were all so panicky and rushy and i started ... and it worked! OMG. it really really worked. it was a miracle man. =D  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;now, im supposed to do my IPW report but, im kinda tired. so im blogging for  while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh ya. and today right, SOMEONE who always eats in class... made me super pissed off. i got soooo pissed off that i just started bursting at her. but it worked. i mean, she shut up. yeah. its like. WTH LAH. i already helped her clean away the bread lah. its your table, and i dun give it a damn about what u do to it. either u clean up, or not. if u dun, then there'll be a mark there and its ur own fault. dun blame others about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay. i haven't been that angry for at least 1 year lah. and she made me explode today. yepps. like a volcano. bahh. my temper's just......... like that. yes. grrrr. its like. ITS UR TABLE LAH. u come and talk crap sense to us for what. wait. were u even talking sense? i dunno lah. but ya. explain for what? its like. ugh. whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, enough of the anger. haha. now, SHAVA SHAVA is sooooo fun lah! i like to do that action! WHEEE. =D and bianca likes to do  another lame action -.-''' its DAMN LAME. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;peixuan! so naughty! nv buy from us! naughty naughty. hahahahaha. jkjk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;funfair was overall fun lah. it was pretty organised and stuff lah. but ohwell. of course we met with problems. yepps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh and im done with my IPW REPORT! yayyy!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112081652888191003?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112081652888191003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112081652888191003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112081652888191003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112081652888191003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/07/8-july-2005-friday-today-was-soooo.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112066047717563499</id><published>2005-07-06T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T07:34:37.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6 July 2005, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2202 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;reply tags first! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bianca -- yes yes! today was sooooooo stressful lahhh. gosh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eunice -- hello partner! i shall tag ur board soon, too! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sarah -- hello! woii!! u look for me in my classrm leh!! dun be lazy! TSK TSK. naughty gal. piakkk you then u know arh! and i nv dao u alot what! i needed time alone, thats all. yepps. and din feel like talking so ya. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jac -- HELLO! x))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;peixuan --  HELLO to you too! hahahaha. its fine =D PORRIDGE! have fun dancing shava shava too! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay. done! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;now for today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;omg. today was disastrous, yes it was. total DISASTER. ohwell. it's such a disaster that i dun even feel like talking about it anymore. and we're so gonna be short of money lah. goshh. die die die! OMG. im getting worried. =(((( ahhh. ask my mom to donate more more more. thats the only way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, ytd was...disastrous too. emotionally, that is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;first, it was the farewell party for the sec 4s. they went up to hug laoshi one by one and many of them started crying. and that made me cry too =((( especially when xiao xinying went up to laoshi to hug her! she was like hugging sooooo tight, and she wouldn't let go. of course, who would let go of all these beautiful memories?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and there was this letter writing session. i wrote to quite a lot of pple. and there wasnt enough paper. =( this letter writing made me a lil happier though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of course many other things happened yesterday. and i dun really wanna talk about them anymore, cos i guess i got over them already. sometimes all i need is sometime alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OPENING ROCKED THE NIGHT. I WANNA TURN BACK TIME AND WATCH IT OVER AND OVER AGAIN. AND IF THERE'S AN OPPORTUNITY, I WILL MAKE FULL USE OF IT. TOTALLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112066047717563499?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112066047717563499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112066047717563499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112066047717563499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112066047717563499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/07/6-july-2005-wednesday-2202-h-reply.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112040837799564361</id><published>2005-07-04T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T09:32:58.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 July 2005, Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2243 h &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im bored like crap. tml we're going to choreograph dance. and i think its gonna be a total failure. see, i can foresee the future. its like. yiyi's not gonna be there -.-''' we're so totally gonna die. and we're already behind schedule. grrrr. what crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;over is a nice song =) now im currently like addicted to it? yepps, i sooo am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i finally finished my IPW! yepps. i think i did it correctly....hope i did. =D ahaha. if not, i shall just do it all over again. as in. it doesnt matter. yepps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and the centre thingy was a failure. not matter how many times i entered, it wouldnt help -.-''' so yah.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bahhhhh. its boring. =(( i think im sleeping soon. gotta have to wake up early tml and its 1230am liao. ohwell! i love my blogskin =D and im stil not bored of it =D hahaahah. perhaps i'll use it forever, or i'll ask doris to make another one for me? HEH. *looks at doris innocently* =)))) hahahaahhaha. im so mean. but nahh. i promised to wait for her o levels to end =))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahaha. OPENING! I WANNA WATCH IT AGAIN. wont you all dance for us again? PLEASE!!!! =)))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BORED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BORED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BORED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BORED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BORED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BORED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BORED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BORED&lt;br /&gt;BORED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YEPPS. boredom. nop. however, i dun think im gonna stone. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"OVER" =DDDDD im really addicted to ittttttttttt!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay okay. i gotta sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. need to wake up early tml. SIGHHH. for dance lah. yepps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ciaoooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;VIVA! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112040837799564361?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112040837799564361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112040837799564361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112040837799564361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112040837799564361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/07/3-july-2005-sunday-2243-h-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112032010258538745</id><published>2005-07-03T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T09:17:49.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 July 2005, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2335 h &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i forgot to bring my pointe shoes for ballet today. din do pointe =(( so sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there's guitar tml. and i only practised once in the whole week. i dun wanna go! boooo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im bored to death. yepps. BORED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;got this from my own blog. -.-'''like..lame? yeah. but i think not many people take notice of it. so i shall copy and paste and of course, its from doris =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A dream is a wish ur heart makes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;when you're fast asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in dreams you lose ur heartaches &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;whatever u wish for, you keep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;have faith in your dreams and someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;your rainbow will come smiling thru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no matter how ur heart is grieving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if u keep on believing the dream that you wish will come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yepps. =))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we finally got a place to practise and choreograph our dance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for a change, lets put all the words to the centre. yepps. hahahaha. i know im lame and stuff but yea. lets give it a try =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no harm done anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cookie and charis, dun be sad okay? my 2 babies. cannot be sad =)))i want my retarded babies back =)))))) heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i am feeling sleepy today. i dunno why! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i dun like to tune the guitar. i think there's something wrong with my ear or something. i just dunno whether to adjust it higher or lower -.-''' but i improved from the first time okay! so yeah. an improvement =) better than nothing right. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BORED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i am plain BORED. and i haven't been bloggging as often as i used to, and i aint using the com as often as i used to. i dunno why. i suddenly wanna work hard. so strange. ohwell. its a good thing afterall =) have to study for geog. SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nvm. since monday is youth day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and we're meeting up at the new place we found. and i gotta bring my cd player because lh's one is like shit. yepps. its so lousy lah. it goes " zzzzzz" like its sleeping liddat -.-''' lousy cd player. so screwed lor. okay lah. dun tease her cd player. okay. am i retarded or what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm. i feel lame and retarded and calm.i dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i wanna watch the opening again! it was just so nice lah. i dunno how to describe it. it was just NICE NICE NICE. but the beginning was boring. and im still wondering how that gal smashed those plates. it was so cool but scary. i got a shock lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh yea. and i was singing along with the DAI DAO SHAN HUA LAN MAN SHI tune ytd. i was ADDICTED to it. like TOTALLY. it was just GREAT, WONDERFUL. whatever good, name it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the SCGS dance was real neat. and i thought the circle thing was kinda cool. haha. i dunno. like just cool? yea. and many of them were on pointe. if u realised, those with shorter pants were on pointe. haha. yepps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im feeling the urge to dance, suddenly. i dunno. just the sudden urge. someone dance with me? please? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sarah, the neoprints are nice lil things aren't they! i love them =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and dammit lah. i din exactly like friday morning. but night and afternn were great. yepps. just perfectly great. OPENING MADE MY DAY. and i wanna watch it over again. ahhh. my thoughts are like so scattered today. sorry. cant help it. i think my brain is dead today or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, i liked the bins one alot. they were so cute lah. the beginning part was effective. the glow in the dark things. but the drumming part was so cool! OMG. i wanna watch the whole performance again! please??? we were like screaming our hearts out?? yes. and the guy in front of us turned around and looked at me = s OOPS! haha. nvm. =)))) i ain't shyy. cos i enjoyed myself thoroughly. yepps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;VIVA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112032010258538745?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112032010258538745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112032010258538745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112032010258538745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112032010258538745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/07/2-july-2005-saturday-2335-h-i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112023657634533700</id><published>2005-07-02T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T09:49:36.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 July 2005, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0039 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay. opening totally rocked. it totally totally ROCKED =)))). im telling you the seniors + yi2 were like SUPERB. even the guy in front of us, and he doesn't know how to appreciate art, leaned forward to get a better look when u all were dancing!!!! =DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, SCGS was great too. ohoh. and the rubbbish bin drums. that was nice =))) and cute. hahahaha. the ACJC dance was not bad too. =D hahahaah. the band one was damn cool lah. they had so many things in their pocket. oh and finale was so cute! jac was so "motherly" haha. and that little gal was like so cute lah. not to forget the 2 pianists. NICE =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a pity no one played the guitar =((( haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we had dance today. as in the module. yepps. it was fine. =))) i was hoping there were lessons and there were!!! heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and coming to another topic....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;isit because u all were playing or isit because u all just dunno how to make right decisions? if u all were playing and sobotaging others, STOP HERE AND NOW. PERIOD. its not funny, okay? its something serious affecting everyone. and now this. WTH. i really cant believe it. guess i have to. please think CAREFULLY before making decisions lah. okay, whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;what else happened today? hmm....nothing much exactly, except that when i told lh janabel's story about the woman who fell into waste, she started laughing like crap...which is like DAMN MEAN LAH. tsk tsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THANK YOU BIANCA'S MOM FOR FETCHING ME TO AND FRO =D so sorry i forgot to bring my ticket and u had to turn all the way back for me = s SORRY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sarahh! i want my letttttttterrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!=))))))))))))))))))))) heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112023657634533700?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112023657634533700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112023657634533700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112023657634533700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112023657634533700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/07/2-july-2005-saturday-0039-h-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-112011716311852109</id><published>2005-06-30T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T00:39:23.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;30 June 2005, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1530 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haven't been blogging and people haven't been tagging! where got liddat one! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today's quite a relaxing day. =) i remembered to wear my nametag =))) and i din fall asleep=D okay, i never fall asleep...apart from...what lesson was that? OH YA. sabbaticals, interior design. it was too boring lah. so i fell asleep =)) haha. but main lessons, i dun =D im guai=) not like sleepy sarah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my tagboard is currently DEAD =((( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and im sick =((( down with sore throat and cough. (i think i got it from bianca) heh! no offence *runs away from ca* after she slap me = s so violent! hahahha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we had AF test today. and i havent even finished it up! and miss foo started to collect the papers -.-''' i din even write my name lah please. dun think i will do well. OHWELL! lets just wait for the results...which i will dread..=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay. short post =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-112011716311852109?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/112011716311852109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=112011716311852109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112011716311852109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/112011716311852109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/30-june-2005-thursday-1530-h-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111962898760128483</id><published>2005-06-25T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T09:03:12.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24 June 2005, Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1902 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i really din know...how the cute lil creature passed away. till today. it was suffering. and it was so sad. until it made me ="( anyway, yah. i dun wan to talk about it. lest...i ....erm. okay. nvm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, the year 2003 was a LEARNING YEAR. yepps. i learnt how to move on, i learnt how i cannot be too dependant on others. i realised how harsh this world is, what reality truly is. i learnt how to crawl on, by myself. i realised how loneliness can just hurt so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, ya. i just cant forget about the lil creature. i think the song "over" by lindsay lohan can really convey the msg ...ITS SO SUPER SAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sighh...and there's this real sad fact lah..okay. nvm...shant talk about it anymore...cos its just so sad. ="(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;actually, the same thing happened to me too. and it reminds me of my previous pets. its just so hard. to accept the fact. when it passes away. ohwell. life is such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay. short post. byee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111962898760128483?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111962898760128483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111962898760128483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111962898760128483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111962898760128483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/24-june-2005-friday-1902-h-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111945270717847638</id><published>2005-06-22T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T08:05:07.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22 June 2005, Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2157 h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bahhhh! the 9 o clock show was eerie! but its still nice =))) very exciting. haha. but today's episode was so sad! =((( dun want that jiaming and yong si to break up leh! so sad! =((((((((((( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bianca! i want my pinky!! =D whahahahahhaha. im a globby pig! =))) hmm..............okay. that sounds lame. i made it up on the spot. hahahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc! i want the cc!i want the cc! i want the cc! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay. i know im noisy =))) but i want the cc! i want the cc! wahhhhhh crap. hafta wait till lh's father comes home. -.-''' and that's tml morning......AH. I CANT WAIT!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wong liang hui! still laugh at me! i bish u i tell u! eh no...ur goon gong hahaha. jkjk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mars rocks my world! YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =)))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but then! i tightened my braces today! so....i cant bite! okay fine. i can. but it hurts =( yepps. and i put orange! bianca, arent u happy! hahahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bah...i wanna go back to school, yet not. -.-'''' and kaishi! dun jiao huai wo okay! im a good gal! must learn from me! hahaha(as if) hahhahah. =))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm. okay. everything's fine. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, the 9 o clock show just rocks la okay! =))))))))))))) go watch!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111945270717847638?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111945270717847638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111945270717847638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111945270717847638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111945270717847638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/22-june-2005-wednesday-2157-h-bahhhh-9.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111937589812985599</id><published>2005-06-22T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T10:44:58.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;22 June 2005, Wednesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;0136 h&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;blog blog blog. blog all day long. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, the channel 55 show ROCKS LA! omg its sooooooooooo nice! and romantic! wheee. hahahahah. its just nice la. im chasing it! HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway...hmm... wad happened today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kinda traumatic indeed. but shant talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, SHUCKS! i forgot! darnnnnn. nvm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heh! bianca! PINKY-S! yuuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmy you know! i love them! i wanna buy! heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;charis, claudia and eugena are coming over tomorrow. im not going to allow any slacking, and im gonna be strict with them. and my temper's not to be trifled with tml. cos i'll be damn serious and if i see any playing, oh. they'll so get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i finished 1 and a half over 3 of yesterday's guidelines! hahhhahaah. im finishing my geog liao. only one more question. but i know what im gonna write liao. so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i've finished my researching for Math IL. 15 pages. *yawn* now im feeling sleepy. yepps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-.-''' do u believe that anyone would fall asleep shampooing their hair? i havent heard of it until today -.-''''''' and its from the goon gong liang hui. yepps. she has a new name! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bianca! please update ur blog! hahahahaha. dun be lazy! *shakes finger* haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh ya! today i woke up sweating like siao. i dunno if i had a nightmare or not but i was wet all over la. my whole t shirt was like wet la. then i had neck ache! so i removed my small pillow(wheee. i love my pillow! its so soft and cuddly) and the neck ache sorta subsided. i dunno why but it always happens and i will always remove my soft small pillow. haha. weird right? oh well. some more its not the usual size la! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okies. im going to bed liao. nitey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111937589812985599?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111937589812985599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111937589812985599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111937589812985599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111937589812985599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/22-june-2005-wednesday-0136-h-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111928265326655679</id><published>2005-06-20T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T08:50:53.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 June 2005, Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2332 h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;darn thing. the school dentist called me today. fortunately i wasnt home. sighh. i gtg to school on the 23rd at 8.30am -.-''' so early! rob me of my sleep! =(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sheesh. my right knee hurts. =(((( hafta go and take glucosamine liao. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ahhhhhhh. i still have so much school homework and all i say is I MUST WORK LIKE CRAP TOMORROW. when i actually dun. thats the real crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was hyper just now. now i dead, all serious. i've just been ... nvm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, doris, goodluck to you for your comp. in sydney! ALL THE BEST! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kerri, ur tag is..-.-''' lame. haha. but nvm! i appreciate it! =)))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, my bro was pestering charis and bianca today. and bianca said that he's so retarded. ohwell. i agree u know, he a redartee. and needs to be sent to IMH. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, im BORED. and im kinda tired. but not. i just slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, there's this show on channel 55, if u have SCV, at 9. go watch! its NICE. =)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) i love it. i think im like hooked to it liao. im gonna start chasing it = s havent been chasing shows for a long time okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, anime was on THE BUSINESS TIMES cover page. haha. i saw it but i was too lazy to read so i just left it lying on my mom's room the table there. yepps. maybe i shld read it? haiii. im too lazy la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmmm.. okay.tml I MUST MUST MUST MUST. see! i m always saying this. but in the end, i dun accomplish anything -.-'' okay fine, nvm. i shall just write it here for a guideline la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Geog. SIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Math IL research&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Math journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm. i think thats enough for one day? i will do more if i can. yepps. i WANNA FINISH GEOG TML. and at least math journal la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and yes, i must call eugena to tell her about our IPW + Math IL meeting on wednesday. i shall call her tml. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sometimes i really wanna ask myself. why cant i put in as much effort as i do for dance??? i dunno why, seriously. i jusst love dance. its my interest. and i get all jumpy whenever i think about it. but when it comes to work, im all dead and slacky. wads wrong? sigh. even i, myself dunno the answer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and somethings just throbbing. i dunno. i think i'll enter it into the other blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, thanks bianca for ur present and 2 chocolate + marshmallow! love them! the marshmallow chocolate was YUMMMMMMMMMMMMMY! PINKIES! hahahahaha. i want more! can u give me more? =))) im a glob! i dunno why i suddenly became so GREEDY! and hungry all the time! = s. ohwell. i need to grow fat wad! hahaha. and WELCOME BACK BIANCA! =)) i missed u you know! and i know u missed me too! =)))))))) heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmmm. hamtaro? omg. im hamtaro-ing all the way -.-'''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lol. oooo. i wanna do make-up CIP at the childcare centre! SEEING LIL KIDS MAKE ME HAPPY! but then...im a lil quick tempered. so if they're naughty and stuff, they might just get a scolding from me. ohwell. but nah. they're lil kids, i shall treat them with patience. heh! anyway, they're so cute! i wont even bear to scold them! x))))))))))) how biased can i be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and sarah, u dun need to be scared of braces la! they wont hurt nor bite nor harm you la! they'll help u instead! so ya! dun be scared! u know what? before i put braces, i was so excited -.-''' then now im like so sian -.-''' dun ask me why i was excited cos even i dunno-.- haha. very O.o right? hahaha. i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmmm. now i know who liying is already! =)))))))))))))))))) hahaha. thanks yiyi! and i cant wait for 1st july! get to see opening! WHEE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today's a tiring day. i dun feel like doing anymore thinking. cos my brain's dead. yepps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmmm. okay. i think thats all for today. ciaoooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;_; i wanna be me forever. and no one can ever change ME`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111928265326655679?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111928265326655679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111928265326655679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111928265326655679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111928265326655679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/20-june-2005-monday-2332-h-darn-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111911468800520055</id><published>2005-06-20T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T10:19:14.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;20 June 2005, Sunday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0100 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heh! i waited for 1.00 =))) hahahahahahaahahha. okay. im lame =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;havent been blogging for a while, much less at the nycd blog. okay. i shall go blog there later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, this is all so exciting! WOOOHOOO! but we only have like....2months?? yea. =((( thats the bad thing. ohwell, im all enthu about it! =)))))) aint it fun! and lh, please please, ask ur father to help us find a place ASAP okay? THANKS! haha. and say THANK YOU to me. i helped u okay! = p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, today was fun and stuff. we choreographed like 20 secs -.- plus the one for lh....and yiyi...i think about 24 secs-.- ONLY. okay fine. we were half playing. haahah. next time must CONCENTRATE. haha. surprisingly, eugena was the first one who started to get serious. yepps. haha. kinda weird. she's always so playful. ohwell. people change right! hahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmmm. the first part of the dance is WONDERFUL! i love it! =)) hahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but i gotta lian my balance. because i dunno if i can hold there for 6 counts. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eugena' part is gonna be hard to choreograph. cos its so fast and short. i thought of one, but its too simple. i dun think i wanna use it. yea. but, like lh said, worst come to worst, we may have to. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh and lh...wads all this furniture moving stuff ?=.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOO!! bianca's coming back TODAY! ohhh! i miss her! =((((((( heh! she'd better miss me too! =)) hahhah. i think she shld. =))) cos im so nice! =)) HAHAHA. ego! = s sorry! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway charis, thinking about it, i think we were damn mean leh = s i feel so guilty now. sighhhhh. wads done is done anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im so addicted to duel! its a song. haha. its a pretty song =)))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and er...do any of u call a gal handsome? i dun but yea. someone asked me yesterday. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my bro is lame -.- he has been playing ms since morning-.- and he earned 120 000!!! =)) WHEEEE. and now he's asking me to stop being lame -.- since when did i start being lame huh? i can walk okay! hahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay okay. i shall move on the the nycd blog. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OH YA. ballet. hahah. i was so freaked out today when i was the only one who came for my grade today! but then later on, another gal came in(hwee jane). she put on braces! haha. and i bet it feels weird for her. cos it did for me too. but dun worry sarah! it'll be fine later on, and u'll get used to it! =)) TRUST ME=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111911468800520055?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111911468800520055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111911468800520055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111911468800520055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111911468800520055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/20-june-2005-sunday-0100-h-heh-i.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111893672259292554</id><published>2005-06-16T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T08:45:22.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;16 June 2005, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2311 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh my! this is all so exciting!! WOAHHHH. i cant believe it la! IT LIKE WOW WOW WOW! but now we haf a location problem. ohwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and er, chit.(i dunno who u are though) its alright =)))) haha. yepps yepps. i think i just over reacted. ohwell. i feel so bad =( seeing u apologising so many times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm. okay. everything's all moving so fast! FAST FAST FAST. we only have one week left to do our homework. OH MY. i wanna faint! =((((((((( haiiiiiiiiii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my bro is lame -.-'''' my maid is spastic -.-''''' hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my com is screwed too. when i move the com , the screen will go black. and i hafta shift it back. hahaha. but its cool! got a click sound one. hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okie. tata! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111893672259292554?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111893672259292554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111893672259292554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111893672259292554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111893672259292554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/16-june-2005-thursday-2311-h-oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111883747329282315</id><published>2005-06-15T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T05:11:13.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15 June 2005, Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2005 h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay now. like wth la. i really wanted my blogskin to be original. and now there's someone else using it. like WTH. (dun worry kerri, i dun blame you) EVEN that thing which i added myself. WTH WTH WTHHHH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;brown rice brown rice brown rice. my mom's making us eat it at least once a week...-.- okay. whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i have NOTHING more to say. NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING AT ALL. its not like its THAT easy to make a blogskin, for ur information. its not like it din take time and effort right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WHATEVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111883747329282315?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111883747329282315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111883747329282315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111883747329282315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111883747329282315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/15-june-2005-wednesday-2005-h-okay-now.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111859186866586764</id><published>2005-06-12T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T08:57:48.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 June 2005, Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2323 h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;woahhhhhhhh. 2323! HAHAHA. -.-''' im BORED. so bored that i've resorted to watching my bro play his game. sigh. ohwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. yesterday was funny la. only 2 pple turned up for ballet yesterday. HAHA. ohwell, i was totally blur yesterday -.-''' guess the history sia made me blur -.-''' like we did anything lor. HAHA. = P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, pointe was fun la. =)))))))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my ballet teacher said that we will be getting a semi-hard ballet shoe sometime soon. and sarah said that its easier to use. haha. bianca said she heard it too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i guess i will know soon right? haha. in a matter of months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i hope we can do sub-el exam this year. cos next year, they are gonna make us do doubles. as in pirouettes. yepps. and im telling u i cant turn -.-'''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. im not blogging as much as last time liao. haha. too lazy la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i just rearranged my links list! =)) WHEEEE. now its according to alphabetical order! WHEEEEEEE! hahahahaahahahha. i was SOOOO BOREDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;go park play swing. haha. how lame(thats how bored i am) but swings are nice! =))) dunnno why some pple just dun dare to sit them. guess they're afraid of heights. but its not even high la! its FUN! plain enjoyable FUNN!!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er, bianca, its not that my posts are long-.-''' haha. okay fine. MAYBE. but most pple blog that long mah..hmm? i dunno la! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's GONE! =(((  no one to talk to la. so boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah! i want my letter =))) i sound so whiny! wanting her letter everyday =( haha, but i really do! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how some pple can sleep even when their sad? i dunno? or isit just me -.-''' i prefer to think about it. haha. ohwell. different pple, different methods or whatsoever la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss SCPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the building is still standing there la! -.- and they asked us to move, claiming that they are gonna demolish it -.- AND ITS STILL STANDING THERE-.-''' WOW!!! aint it incredible? okay. fine, im getting real sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the new building aint all that bad after all, but the old building brings back fond memories. memories of FUN, JOY, PEACE, when we were in lower primary! =))) heh. not to mention our INNOCENCE=)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. and i still remember! the BASKETBALL HIT ME HARD ON MY HEAD. plus my thumb. and since then, i've NEVER liked to play any game that uses a HARD ball. cos i haf a phobia-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think eugena has a psychological barrier la. its like. the vegetable wasnt even bitter! then i forced her to eat = s. and she spat it out! it wasnt bitter at all la! haha. lh thinks that eugena has this thing that all vegetables are bitter -.- they are NOT la. at least, not all. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. are my posts really all that long?? and i really gotta start working on my HOMEWORK AND SIAS AND WHATEVER CRAP, during these 2 weeks. yepps. i'd BETTER. im running out of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see. this is what happens when u're BORED. sighhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bianca left for NZ liao. take care! =)) sorry i cldnt reply ur msg! i was on the com = s. and i din go down to check till.....10 plus? SORRRRY! have a gd time! NZ's BEAUTIFUL, im telling u. and its so super fun! not like s'pore. so tiny. "there's nothing and nothing to do." hahahaha. true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. is this post like super long? i dun care la. im gonna continue typing and typing. its fun typing! =)) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only do homework either in the afternoon, or early evening. yepps. i dunno. there's this thing about my "doing homework mood" -.-'' lame right? i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY LEOTARD NOW! but i still gotta wait for one week! guess i just have to WAIT AND WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. i skipped guitar lesson today. because i had to go for some buddhist activity. yepps. i was FREEEEEEEEEEZING la. but im having a make-up lesson next week. from 11 to 12.30. i think i'll last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking forward to the 1st july! =))) seniors performing! the SYF dance. i love it to bits! =))) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised something. i only find interest in your conversation -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course there are a few others la. but i get real restless easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a new com!!! then i can go and play some game. i was so bored yesterday that i resorted to SOLITAIRE la. cos my com is sooooooooooooo laggy...if i play any game, it'll just lag and lag and lag, and i'll affect others. yepps. so i resorted to SOLITAIRE. and i kept losing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO CAN SCAN THE NEOPRINTS??? i dunno how to scan! and i dun even know if my father has the scan software installed la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone keep me company 24 hours??!!! SO I WONT BE BORED ALMOST EVERY MINUTE! =(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((( !!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duplex is funny la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dun bother me when i just woke up form a nap or whatsoever please, cos usually, i'll be in a bad mood. yepps. LIKE TODAY. haha. super bad mood. and everyone kept asking me to eat this and that. when i din want! =( i was damn full already la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. germaine, ur tag was a lame one. haha. guess u really din know what to say. haiya. next time just anyhow type la. haha. write crap also can =) hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalala. okay fine. there's nothing to write about anymore, now. i guess i shall just go back to watching my bro play his game -.- killing monsters.ohwell. there's always killing involved in whatever online game he plays la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go watch mr. and mrs. smith and monster in law! =)) heh. nice nice nice! mr. and mrs. smith is quite funny. monster in law too. ai ya. both also funny and nice la. but mr and mrs smith one is more violent. like OBVIOUS? haha. im talking crap. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111859186866586764?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111859186866586764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111859186866586764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111859186866586764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111859186866586764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/12-june-2005-sunday-2323-h-woahhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111849858001392551</id><published>2005-06-11T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T22:59:31.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;11 June 2005, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2126 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mr and mrs smith is nice =)) go &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=WATCH" target="_blank"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt; it. and monster in law. yepps. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that everyone has a right to post whatever they want, whatever they like, in their own blog. after all, its ur blog. i dunno why some pple are just so critical about some &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; that we post. and i dun think there is a need to put a password. but sometimes, things get soooo open, it really seems like its time to put a password, and let only ur closest frens know the password. i dun like to do sorta things and i dun think i will but yes, if there is a time, i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questions questions questions. dun ask me any about this post, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, bianca, HAVE A SAFE &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRIP" target="_blank"&gt;TRIP&lt;/a&gt;! and come back peacefully okay? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes yes=)))) sarah, dun worry! i'll always be here for u! =)))))))) and u will too for me right? =))) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i guess the only real thing that can make me smile right now is you. im not angry, im just unhappy. oh well. i guess i've had enough happiness for the past few days! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality is harsh. but we have to maintain a positive view to everything in life, be it happy or sad. if not, how are going to live the rest of ur life? its not as if there's only gonna be one obstacle in life right? its not easy to always be optimistic and there will always be times where u cant take it anymore, and ur gonna break down. but we all have to be strong. and always remember, the more u go through, the stronger u become. dun cry for no rhyme or reason. its not like life is going to give up on u. life never gives up on anyone. its u. it really depends on u, whether u're gonna give up on life. its difficult to let go, but once u have, never look back. cos the past no longer matters to you, but dun hesitate to think about it again, to learn from ur mistakes. but dun live in the past. just keep on &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=WALKING" target="_blank"&gt;walking&lt;/a&gt; forward. and life's fair. for wadever disadvantage that u have, u'll always gain back an advantage. so stop thinking that life's unfair, cos it aint. its just there for you, to think of the advantages that u have. besides, life's never easy, who said it is? its your attitude that gets u far. how you behave, how you look at things. try taking things in your own stride and u'll be more cheerful. and dun hate, dislike. cos hating is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111849858001392551?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111849858001392551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111849858001392551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111849858001392551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111849858001392551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/11-june-2005-saturday-2126-h-anyway-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111841738391806653</id><published>2005-06-10T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T08:29:43.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;10 June 2005, Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2208 h&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. bianca! u din get back at me! WHHHEEE! hahahahaa. cos in the end, i still beat u HARD! until u're red. =) haha. okay la. i rubbed it for u okay! im not so mean=) hahahaha. okay la. next time i let u beat me back =) haha. and u cannot be so rude to ur mom! what OEI! haiyo!! cannot say that! must say OUCH! then laugh. haha.okay -.- crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, remember that BLUE thingy? HAHA. and we met him twice la -.- isit fate or wad? and that gal from anderson wasnt staring at us la! she was looking outside-.- haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the lil kids were so cute la!! heh. bianca! PIU PIU! hahaha. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay. anyway, erm. for history, we did something okay!!!! haha. WE DID LOR! In fact, we did quite a bit. okay fine. bianca did it -.-. i was slacking. heh. but i did alot of research okay! = P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and sorry yiyi! cos my mom just told me = s SORRY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ohwell. i think its fate! cos me and bianca have a mole on the same foot and at almost the same place la! and we were feeling the same thing today, right?? =))) haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and bianca! ur blog is BLINDING ME !! its SO super pink la! oh ya. im supposed to look for a skin for u hor! hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and sarah rah, IM LOOKING FORWARD TO UR LETTER! =)) whee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111841738391806653?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111841738391806653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111841738391806653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111841738391806653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111841738391806653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/10-june-2005-friday-2208-h-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111825043694322931</id><published>2005-06-09T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T10:07:16.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;9 June 2005, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0104 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh. im so totally stressed out. HOMEWORK HOMEWORK HOMEWORK. ugh. whatever man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time im ever sleepy at night. shld i be congratulated? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's CIP. i cant go for it! shit la. yiyi, if u see this, come look for me. or rather, i wld have looked for you. yepps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i've been slacking quite a bit this few days. the first week, and this week, mon, tues, wed. TOO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. okay. im real sleepy. i'm going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, i din blog at NYCD sec 1s blog today! = s sorry. i'll blog tml. i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111825043694322931?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111825043694322931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111825043694322931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111825043694322931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111825043694322931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/9-june-2005-thursday-0104-h-ahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111814951237303900</id><published>2005-06-07T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T06:05:12.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 June 2005, Tuesday &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2036 h&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. okay, today was like SUPERBLY FUN?!?! haha. okay. lets start bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, sarah was late okay! TSK TSK. naughty! im GUAI! =))) hahahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we bought the movie tickets for monster-in-law. it was FUNNY LA! and wong liang hui, that kevin guy is SO NOT good-looking la-.-''' he had pokie beard. EWWW. awwwww. the last part made me cry ="(((  haha. and salty popcorn is nicer than sweet okay! wong liang hui! hurmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. after the movie, we went to eat lunch. and i ate real slowly, as usual.. and lh lost her way...and its like she lives sooooo near j8 and she can lose her way -.-''''' how lame can she be la. sighh. her street sense is like shit. okay. shant rub it in =) im nice! heh. ego! okay. lets move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we took NEOPRINTS! wheeeeeheeeee! i love the "pretty" one. the lan hua shou one! its realllllly nice! and the "can you spot me?" was SO KEWT! heh. and we wasted one nice "bimbo" photo! ohwell. =( heh. we took LOTSA neoprints. we almost went crazy la!!!!!!!!!!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to eat haigen daaz. YUM COOKIES AND CREAM! and bianca! how dare u steal my spoon of ice cream first! that's why i stole urs later! HAHAHAHA. so childish = s  heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sarah rah went home and bianca went to hokkien huay guan. which was supposed to start like...at 2? LOL! wow. ur "tuition" very long hor! HAHAHHAHAHAHHA. =)))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me and lh went to sonata to buy my leotard.=) its pretty! =))  hahahahahaha. lame. oh ya. orchard plaza is OLD AND STINKY. it sucks la k? totally. it STANK LIKE SHIT LA. i was SUFFOCATING! hurmph. poor ventilation. =(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...we went to collect my mom's skirt. then.. sent liang hui home. and then me and my mom went to j8 again, to buy breakfast. yepps. then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached home peacefully! =))) lame -.-''' oops. sorry! i din know i received an sms from u! SO SORRY! =((( next time okay? =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeyer. jie like blur SOTONG! forget my b'day! and u got tell me urs before meh....cant remember leh. heh. ai ya. we belong to to same family thats why la. both blur like sotong. = s heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. my bro practically went crazy yesterday? YEPPS. he kept tickling me la. i almost died of laughter -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarah! i like that smoooth piggie u bought for ur sis! its cute. BUT I LIKE THE PIGLET! soooooooooooooooo cute! =))) hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lh.. i advise u not to buy any handphone pouch...u still wont use it. -.-''' u're a jinx to them la. remember ur last hp pouch???? it went berserk -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bianca! i think i can be ur spelling tutor =)))) heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. sarah floooooooded my board! =))) NICE hahahaha. now i have an active tagboard =)))) THANKS TO SARAH! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie. tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111814951237303900?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111814951237303900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111814951237303900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111814951237303900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111814951237303900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/7-june-2005-tuesday-2036-h-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111807390999327465</id><published>2005-06-07T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T09:05:09.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 June 2005, Monday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2355 h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went to the dentist today. and he went to put a chain of 5 -.-''' and now it hurts... =((( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im excited about tml!!!!!!!!! YAYY!!! jie! i want my letttttttttter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =))) HEH. i better remember to bring urs! = s hahah. i might forget! =( OOPS. better register! *ting ting* =.= lame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and seriously. u dun need to change urself becos of me...its just that i think u dun notice alot about such things....and sometimes u do things that i dun really like and stuff....ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate 3 servings of pineapple rice on saturday-.-''WOW. =))) i must continue doing that! =))) haha. and i even stole some from eugena! eugena and lh were like... omg. cheryl, whats wrong with u today? LOL! =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i was too retarded liao. lol. then i was hungry? or had a gd appetite? dunno? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and haiyo. whats so nice about "gay shit"! it made me and eugena laugh like siao la! until we had tummyache. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and liang hui! serves u right that u got clawed by me okay! and im not violent! im just defensive!there's a difference la! = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH GAH POO POO! i've currently gone crazy over that -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUM YUM YUM! cookies and cream ice cream rocks my socks!!!! YUMMMMMMMY! shit. im becoming a glob. lol. lala. nvm i needa grow fatter! =) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having a right-brain headache -.- so i wont be artistic today -.- LAME. lol .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i feel QUITE accomplished. i researched for my GEOG. SIA today! =)))))))))) YAY. but we still have LOTS and LOTS more hw la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie. ciaooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111807390999327465?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111807390999327465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111807390999327465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111807390999327465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111807390999327465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/6-june-2005-monday-2355-h-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111798484529986735</id><published>2005-06-05T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T08:20:45.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 June 2005, Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2003 h&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my braces are poking me! OUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! pain painnnnnnnn.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lalalala. my bro came back from KL and he forgot to bring home his wallet... containing about $150 US dollars-.-'' he's lucky no one stole it or "koped" it. haha. ohwell. he has always been lucky wad. awww. he just asked me to get lost! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yay. i cant wait to go out with jie! =))))))))))))))aint it gonna be fun fun fun?? =)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i cant express myself with words. LOL. i cant use alphabets to make the most ACCURATE sound that i wanna make NOW. =((( and thats sad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lalala. had guitar lessons today. got a tuning fork. and i think there's something wrong with my ears... LOL. but seriously. i cldnt tune properly! HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hello! pls go and visit the nycd sec1s blog!!! thank you! =)) its on my links list! THANKKKKSSS! and remember to leave a tag! =)))) haha. im like doing a shoutout. or am i? =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay. im gonna blog at the nycd blog now. YAY. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111798484529986735?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111798484529986735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111798484529986735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111798484529986735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111798484529986735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/5-june-2005-sunday-2003-h-my-braces.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111781435433330609</id><published>2005-06-03T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T08:59:14.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 June 2005, Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2344 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a boring boring boringgggggggggggggggggg DAY. grrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks hern for fixing the tagboard and the picture! HAHA. thanks lots! i feel so useless la. its like that day u and bianca were doing almost everything and i was just talking -.-'' OHWELL. blame me for being so stupid. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIANCA! teach me how to adjust the colour for the tagboard la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and. someone pls teach me how to erm. edit the html and stuff? okay i know ABIT la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalallalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalallalalalalalalalalalalalala.......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORED BORED BORED BORED BORED BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im gonna start stoning soon. =((( cos im BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bianca, its not like we can do anything right? the world is just....going bonkers? and yes!!! i agree! is their vocab so limited?? that they cant even find a BETTER word to describe what they are feeling now? cant stand them la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhhhhh YA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to NYPS today. to watch the LITTLE CHILDREN dance. HAHA. they were only pri. 1! and they arent all that flex. they SHLD be la. haha. NO MUSIC was played! -.-''' everything was like counted...1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 , 2 2 3 4 5 6 7 8....-.-''' we got so bored we started stretching and stuff. LOL. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw yang lao shi =) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been blogging properly. AND SARAH! ur connection is still down isit? AHH. im dying of boredom la! SAVE ME PLEASE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalalaallaalallalalalalalalaallaalalallaallalalalalalalalallalallalala!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this com(my bro's com) doesnt even have chinese -.-''' it has all the WEIRD languages EXECPT CHINESE!!!!!! and i needed chinese -.-''' nvm. my old com still rocks. HAHA. though its like screwed.. and it takes 5 minutes!!! to finish loading. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. IM BORED AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to doooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM BOREDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one is online!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! no one to talk to. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blurgh. Blurgh. BLurgh. BLUrgh. BLURgh. BLURGh. BLURGH. coooooool! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are NO MORE BLOGS TO SURF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. can more pple blog! PLEASE! the blog is damn empty. HAHA. its naked and bare and whatever. HAHA. yepps. we need more pple to know about it! or does everyone noe about it? HMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charissssssss! havent been talking to u for a LONG time leh.  hahahahahhahaha. where are u when im like SO bored -.-''''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone come online and TALK TO ME LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im BORED like siao la. ugh. Ugh.UGh. UGH. hhahhaha. coooooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and germaine! stop asking me to play neopets -.-''' I GOT BORED OF IT LIAO LA! hahahahhahahahahhaha. all i do is collect interest and bank in money that my mommy earns. HAHAH.  and collect wadever free stuff there is. OMELLETTTTTES. haha. my pet is DYING. but it wont die. it never dies. HAHA. so i'll just leave it alone! hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and BIANCA ! did u win some lottery or wad? HOW COME U SUDDENLY HAVE SO MUCH MONEY IN UR BANK ACCOUNT! u play like siao isit? or ur sis. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i shall go and play meerca chase! HAHA. the only game that entertains me now -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111781435433330609?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111781435433330609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111781435433330609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111781435433330609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111781435433330609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/3-june-2005-friday-2344-h-today-is.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111772767556601570</id><published>2005-06-02T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T08:54:35.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 June 2005, Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2339 h &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i am super disgusted and speechless. at what the society has become. the innocent are no longer innocent, the dirty are even dirtier. only a few remain sensitive to such. like me. what has the world come to??? pointing middle fingers for no particular reason. saying the "f" word for no particular reason. just what is this all about? it is NOT COOL AT ALL. in fact, i find it really insulting. especially to your parents. and the education u have been given. is it all that cool to point that finger?? and saying that word?? someone tell me. i need an explanation. i cannot accept it just like that. *SNAP* no. i cant. its really fine with me if ur really angry and pissed off or whatsoever but saying it for NO PARTICULAR REASON really puts me off. it really. UGH. although i am really glad that someone(*smiles*) changed after my preach and lecture, i cant possibly do it to EVERYONE and not everyone has the same attitude and thinking as her. thankfully my close friends are all not so vulgar, or do they only NOT appear so in front of me? ohwell, i trust them and i believe they wont. if they do, i'll just explode/ erupt like an active volcano. now, going back to the rest. you guys fff all day long, arent u tired?!?!?!?!?! okay. whatever. i cant be bothered. but im surprised. really surprised. by how much u use it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-speechless, disgusted, surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111772767556601570?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111760100808952951</id><published>2005-06-01T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T21:43:28.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 June 2005, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1238 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyrics of "Gotta Tell You" by Samantha Mumba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your love for me came as a waterfall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flowing inside me like never before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your love for me something &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I didn’t see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But baby I know better now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you walked in the room that very night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A special feeling just burst inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was only you nobody else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But baby I know better now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna love you if you don’t love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna need you when you won’t need me too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna tell you this now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it wouldn’t be right if I if i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn’t tell you this tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now you’re back inside my house again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m trying deeply to explain’cos baby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna get it on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And baby you’re the one for me woah woah woah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now that I have got you all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After all this talking on the phone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I should be strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There’s nothing wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ll tell you this is where you belong where you belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna love you if you don’t love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna need you when you won’t need me too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna tell you this now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it wouldn’t be right if I if i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn’t tell you this tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna love you if you don’t love me if you don’t love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna need you when you won’t need me too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna tell you this now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it wouldn’t be right if I if i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn’t tell you this tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was just something in your eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That made me realise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I hear voices deep inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Telling me telling me it’s you and i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna love you if you don’t love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna need you when you won’t need me too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna tell you this now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it wouldn’t be right if I if i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn’t tell you this tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna love you if you don’t love me if you don’t love me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna need you when you won’t need me too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don’t wanna tell you this now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it wouldn’t be right if I if i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Didn’t tell you this tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a nice song =)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111760100808952951?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111760100808952951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111760100808952951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111760100808952951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111760100808952951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/1-june-2005-wednesday-1238-h-lyrics-of.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111755718411773663</id><published>2005-06-01T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T09:33:05.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 June 2005, Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0026 h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i detest liars. those who say some things which is a total lie. im gonna keep my calm. im not gonna lose my temper. i really wonder how much u have lied to me about already. i need time to cool down. at least one hour. to think i really wanted u to be happy. UNTIL WHEN WILL U STOP LYING TO ME??? i'd rather not talk to you at all. if ur gonna keep on lying to me. i trusted u for what u said. im keeping too much inside me. u dunno how many thousand and millions of things i hide, under my skin. im seriously not angry. im just real unhappy. REALLY UNHAPPY. why lie to me? WHY?! it isnt the first time. ohwell. perhaps things do change as time passes. and we just cant help it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111755718411773663?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111755718411773663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111755718411773663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111755718411773663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111755718411773663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/06/1-june-2005-tuesday-0026-h-i-detest.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111746485088182529</id><published>2005-05-30T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T07:54:10.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;30 May 2005, Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2252 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as anxiety crops up ur sleeve, u start to get worked up. unknowingly. =))))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you start to say things, that others can conclude weird things from. =)))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you start to get worried. why isnt ** online? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you start to ask. and ask. and ask again. WHY WHY WHY? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so this is what happens when anxiety crops up ur sleeve. =))))))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111746485088182529?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111746485088182529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111746485088182529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111746485088182529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111746485088182529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/30-may-2005-monday-2252-h-as-anxiety.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111743815641188812</id><published>2005-05-30T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T00:29:16.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 May 2005, Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1526 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im rushing my CME... haha. eugena's like even worse -.- ohwell... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lala. thanks sarah jie for tagging. and erm. doris and...lh and... hu else? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh and tml, we have CD! =)))) wonder what we are gonna do. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm. i din practice guitar yesterday. and i totally forgot i had lessons la. haha. and my fingernails grew again -.- lala. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sigh. i really dunno who im helping now. who?? im like CONFUSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oaky. nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im waiting. im anxious. to know how it went. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111743815641188812?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111743815641188812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111743815641188812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111743815641188812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111743815641188812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/30-may-2005-monday-1526-h-im-rushing.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111729287141762202</id><published>2005-05-28T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T08:07:51.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28 May 2005, Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2242 h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh man. i felt so sick and tired today. bleahhs. and im gonna be moody this week, im telling you. cos my teeth hurts. i just tightened my braces la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ah. bleahhs. i still have CME and CL sia to do la.... WTH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dai dao shan hua lan man shi is like SO DAMN NICE LA! oh man. i fell in love with it =)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gosh. charis. the decision is yours. you know what you want. you know hat you desire for. the thing is ahem doesnt even like ex anymore la. you know ahem was like. OMG IM DEAD. IM DEAD IM DEAD. ya. its like. you're not doing any good. its time you start fighting. this is a dog-eat-dog world. you cant just give up liddat. you hafta vie for it. its not as simple as it seems, i know. in fact, its real complicated. but no matter what, u still gotta make a decision. a RIGHT one. there is no right or wrong. i know im as naggy as ur grandmother and i can be one already budden. you really gotta think thru it THOROUGHLY. you shld know how much ahem ____ you. you know it urself. and u know how much u do back too. clinch it. this is ur opportunity. its already in ur hands. why let go? why feel inferior? every person has their own different qualities. she may be REAL nice. but then, what do u know? perhaps she's just hiding her true colours. and it doesnt mean she's forgiving and stuff la. if its really waht im thinking.. i'd rather say that she's stupid. as in frankly la. im not being mean or anything but FRANKLY and HONESTLY. yes. thinking has to be done INSTANTLY. now. NOW. get it? it cannot be dragged. since u want ahem to be happy, dun drag stuff okay? cos ur only inflicting pain on ahem. please. make the right decision. and i will support you. however, there's this fact that i hold on. personally. i know u dun hold it in ur heart because counting on the fact that u have had so many before... haha. oh well. go think through okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;JIE is mean today! and she's spastic. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AND YES, IM SO PROUD OF OUR CANG KU! but there were SO MANY silver fishes la! yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there was a pervertic assholic fool at popular today la. irritating. wanna slap him la. forget it. CONTROL! =))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, here's a song! haha. i know its lame la. but jsut read! =))) haah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the 3 hot babes,&lt;br /&gt;funayye and funkayye.&lt;br /&gt;we'll burn you to death.&lt;br /&gt;cos we are just so HOT!&lt;br /&gt;the 3 RED HOT BABES.&lt;br /&gt;are turning the temp on.&lt;br /&gt;u're sweating like a pig.&lt;br /&gt;PIG PIG PIG.&lt;br /&gt;u're such an idiot,&lt;br /&gt;u dun even have a shield.&lt;br /&gt;to protect urself&lt;br /&gt;from the burning HOT fire,.&lt;br /&gt;we'll BURN BURN BURN!&lt;br /&gt;BURN YOU TILL YOU MELT.&lt;br /&gt;burn burn burn!&lt;br /&gt;BURN TILL YOU DIE&lt;br /&gt;and then. u're OUT OF SIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;OH YEA! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's it? haha. damn ego right. HAHA. i know. its supposed to be dedicated to some despo guy. HAHAHA. eugena knows it the BEST. =))) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped ballet today. cos i was soooo damn tired la! i just dropped dead on my bed after my dental appointment la. anyway, my leotard is like dirty? and its with lh. so... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love our dance jackets! =))))))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111729287141762202?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111729287141762202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111729287141762202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111729287141762202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111729287141762202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/28-may-2005-saturday-2242-h-oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111720987334703811</id><published>2005-05-28T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T09:04:33.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27 May 2005, Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2345 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay. we are totally RETARDED. hhaha. ESPECIALLY....EUGENA TAY!!! hahahahahahahahahha. she's just so hyper la. me and lh were like DEAD after everything and she's still there... shaking her butt -.-''' HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we took SUPER RETARDED photos la. imagine that! HAHAH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm. its simply TOO retarded. haha. and lh.. i think ur like so dead. ur gonna lose trust soon la.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and sorry bianca! i made u do all the work! I WILL DO THE MODEL OKAY?  =))) SO SO SO SORRY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. so sad. lh din get tortured enough today. sigh. nvm. we'll wait...for the next chinese dance lesson. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and then...hahahahhahhhahahahah. *evil laughter* MUAHHHHHAHAHHAHHAHA! i will TORTURE HER! and make her walk like a duck. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm. the 6i gathering was okay la. nighttime is was super fun. cos we were like laughing and stuff. and being kiddy-ish. haha. and eugena, u were REAL OBSCENE! haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lh u _ _ _ _ _ .... guess what this word is... haha. eugena agrees okay! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm. im tired after a whole day. AND JUNE HOLS OFFICIALLY START. budden we still hafta hand up some SIAs. HAHA. hmm. CME and CL. yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haii. we were like so spoilt la. throwing EVERYTHING on the floor, and making siwei's mom to clean up! OH MAN. yea. its like so mean! ugh. but later on, it really looked CLEAN AND NEAT AND TIDY! haha. yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and si wei's mom almost fell. cos the floor was SO SLIPPERY la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sarah cheang! WHERE ARE YOU! come online now! HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you hypocrite and backstabber. i really cant believe u did it. dun u know how hurt  "she" was???? "she" treated you as her GOOD fren. and this is how you treat her. can u pls go and reflect? on ur attitude. on ur temper. seriously. i dun think i can tolerate this any further. nor for long. now, i wont pity u anymore. ur gonna see my black face from now on. the impression left on me isnt a good one. so beware. dun blame me for treating u that way. cos its ur own fault. blame urself if u wanna blame me. go get a life. and go and think through thoroughly. on ur habits, on ur attitude. whatever. im not gonna waste another second nor minute nor hour on u anymore. you're gone. POOF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111720987334703811?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111720987334703811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111720987334703811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111720987334703811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111720987334703811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/27-may-2005-friday-2345-h-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111712131159503284</id><published>2005-05-26T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T08:28:31.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;26 May 2005, Thursday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2218 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;someone pls kill me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so that i can escape from all this pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;all this troubles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111712131159503284?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111712131159503284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111712131159503284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111712131159503284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111712131159503284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/26-may-2005-thursday-2218-h-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111711601715655516</id><published>2005-05-26T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T07:03:34.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26 May 2005, Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2111 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing thats making me happy is the fact that tml is FRIDAY! yayee. last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM HAVING BODY MUSCLE ACHE LA. stupid. brainless me forgot to return the key! and i had to walk all the way back... becos my grandma went overseas. wth la. so unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my leg muscles are killing me! DARN THING . im dead XP &lt;------ like that with my tongue sticking out. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleahhs. i dun even want to walk down. haiii. UGH. how to dance tml in this state? AHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleahhs. lets see okay. i havent accomplished ANYTHING yet. yes. and we have ALOT of hw la. to do in the june hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily ii dun have to pass CME sia =)))))) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks charis for keeping me company for 3 whole days! =))))) THANKS! i love you! &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHH. im starting to speak broken english! ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE correct me. cos i cant stand it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. we are supposed to pass up...&lt;br /&gt;-science sia journal&lt;br /&gt;-chinese sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by tml.but ohwell. the science... erm. we are not doing. cos bianca is sick =( so we cant meet up boohoo. yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE SIA. doing tonight. PASTE PASTE PASTE. decorate. BLEAHHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. TML'S FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say YAYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the june hols are HERE! yayeeeeeee. haahahahhahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MUSCLES ARE KILLING ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111711601715655516?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111711601715655516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111711601715655516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111711601715655516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111711601715655516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/26-may-2005-thursday-2111-h-only-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111702076393594369</id><published>2005-05-25T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T08:22:25.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;25 May 2005, Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1912h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay! i got it la. haha. how i know its him.-.- haha. cos it came to me NAMELESS. hahahahah. okay la. i got the lyrics liao la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one I wanna chase &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one I wanna hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont let another minute go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that you are something special &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To you I'd be always faithful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to be what you always needed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I hope you'll see the heart in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one I wanna chase &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one I wanna hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont let another minute go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your beautiful soul, yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You might need time to think it over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But im just fine moving forward&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll ease your mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you give me the chance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will never make you cry c`mon lets try&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful sou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lYou're the one I wanna chase &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one I wanna hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont let another minute go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I crazy for wanting you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby do you think you could want me too &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna waste your time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you see things the way I do &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanna know if you feel it too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is nothing left to hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want just anyone to hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one I wanna chase &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the one I wanna hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wont let another minute go to waste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you and your beautiful soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You beautiful soul, yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay? LOL. okay fine. i heard some words wrongly. haha, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. im rushing my hw like crazy la. that i hardly have time to even blog. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets list out the stuff i hafta do by this week okay?&lt;br /&gt;-CME SIA&lt;br /&gt;-CL SIA&lt;br /&gt;-SCIENCE SIA 3 journal&lt;br /&gt;-IT assignment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. how i wish week 10 wld be over NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill me. slap me. whack me. whatever. i need to wake up! and do WORK WORK WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. im really not in the mood for WORK. no mood! at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i gtg like now? to rush hw? WISH ME LUCK -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111702076393594369?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111702076393594369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111702076393594369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111702076393594369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111702076393594369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/25-may-2005-wednesday-1912h-okay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111694932759091185</id><published>2005-05-24T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T08:42:07.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24 May 2005, Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2323h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ahh. something's wrong. bleahhs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dun want another pretty face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dun want just anyone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dun want my love to go to waste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i want u and ur beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so ur the one i wanna chase &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ur the one i wanna hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im not gonna let a minute go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i want you and ur beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sooooo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i know that you are some confession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to you, i'd be always playful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i want to be wad u always needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;then i hope u'll see the heart in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dun want another pretty face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dun want just anyone to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dun want my love to go to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i want u and ur beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so ur the one i wanna chase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ur the one i wanna hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i wont let another minute go to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i want u and ur beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;soooo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh well, this is part of the song. haha. i cant catch the whole thing. yea. dunno wth he's singing la. HAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but nvm.its nice la =)))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. sighh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OH AND YES. look at these 2 phrases. heh. LOVE THEM TO BITS !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-* beauty is in itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-*be careful. ur treading on my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HEH! okay. im being like damn lame la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. CACA! GET WELL SOON LA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LH'S A PIG. so is ___ ___ HAHHAHAHAHAHH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! liang hui! HOW CAN U SAY THAT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OH MAN. SOOOOOOOOOOO Mean la! TSK TSK. naughty. SMACK UR BUTT! whack whack whack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh ya. how's ur legs?? HAHA. damn comfortable right! HAHHAAHAHHA. =PPP friday we do it again okay? SERVES U RIGHT LA. seriously u havent been stretching for a long time. and i havent been pushing u for a very long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well, under my strict care, u'll soon improve tremendously! =)) WHEEEHEHEHEHHEHEHE! say thank you hor! =))))))))))))))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=PPPP haha.meet you at torture chamber!! =PP haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;its so fun la! i let u do to me okay? HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see. im like so nice la! =PPPPP right right right? OKAY. EGO!! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. i forgot wad i wanted to write -.-forget it la. i gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111694932759091185?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111694932759091185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111694932759091185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111694932759091185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111694932759091185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/24-may-2005-tuesday-2323h-ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111686353161128140</id><published>2005-05-24T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T18:39:46.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24 May 2005, Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0936 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sigh. wads going on? everything is going BERSERK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=P hahahahahahahahaha. im blogging in school! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay im being damn lame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;whooohoooo. got dance today. hurhur. so happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dammit. we are supposed to be borrowing books. OHWELL! =PPPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay, now. IM LIKE SUPER CONFUSED. okay. whatever. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HIHI CHARIS! you cry for wad?? -.-'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im ego! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im not in the atrocious gang!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =PP im guai . hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay. buaiii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;you dunno how weak i am,how fragile i am,how much i keep inside me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111686353161128140?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111686353161128140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111686353161128140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111686353161128140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111686353161128140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/24-may-2005-monday-0936-h-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111676994953364289</id><published>2005-05-22T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T06:52:29.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22 May 2005, Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2114 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. today's the 22nd!! paying bill day. -.-''' haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;whahahah. im so proud of myself. for pushing myself! yayee! and now im almost done with my CL SIA!! YAY! hehe. one more to go. and i need to like erm bu(03). yea. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE THE URGE TO GO OUT. all of a sudden. HAHA. i dunno why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. thankies jie for ur nice testimonials! =))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv it to BITS!! yayeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LH thanks too. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH I JUST REALISED THAT I HAVE SO MANY DATES WITH MY GALFRIENDS! hahahahhahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. we're straight ppl okay. so dun think dirty =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept at 3 yesterday! hehe. cos i was reading my san mao thingy. see im sooo guai la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RETARDED SIS! I LUV U!! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I patched up with my dearest scps 3.2 classmate!!! yayeee. so happy. im like trying to gather them! haha. lame. but yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. charis is happy today. now, BE HAPPY FOREVER!  =)))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111676994953364289?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111676994953364289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111676994953364289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111676994953364289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111676994953364289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/22-may-2005-sunday-2114-h-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111660669967997697</id><published>2005-05-21T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T09:31:39.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21 May 2005, Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0021 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; u dunno how lucky u are la. and u dun even treasure the frenship. dun u know how gd she is to u??? and how patient?? DUN U EVER UNDERSTAND. i guess not. cos all u know is suck up to pple and make them like you. i know i have no right to say this at all but think about it. go think about ur attitude towards her. u 2 used to be really gd frens. now, wad happened to that close frenship?? its fine to open up but then, dun forget ur own frens. the ones hu brought u real laughter. the ones hu stood by u when u needed someone. NEVER FORGET THEM. if i were her, i wld be real hurt by wad u did on frenster. REALLY HURT. maybe its just me being sensitive but i dunno if she realised. i dun wanna bring it up bcos im afraid she'll get hurt. can u at least tell her wads wrong??? ur doing it tooo much. u wanna try it out? i can do it to u too. its just that i dun want to. if i did it to u, how wld u feel? horrible right? do why do u treat her liddat?????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but if we look on the bright side, she made more frens, and opened up more, interacting with the class more, i guess. so perhaps it aint that bad. IF WE THINK POSITIVELY. well, i guess that's all it takes. to think positively and be optimisitic. but it aint as easy as it seems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dun be sad wont you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111660669967997697?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111660669967997697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111660669967997697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111660669967997697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111660669967997697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/21-may-2005-friday-0021-h-u-dunno-how.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111658504226556555</id><published>2005-05-20T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T07:30:35.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;20 May 2005, Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1831 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BOOHOO. sabbaticals end today. IM GONNA MISS CHEERLEADING. but not interior design. i know im mean. BOOHOOOO!!!!!!!!! AHHH. i wanna do stunts!!! the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=CHAIR" target="_blank"&gt;chair&lt;/a&gt; game is like &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;FUN&lt;/a&gt; la. =)))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOHOOOOO. we had sooo much fun today! =)))))) BUDDEN ITS THE LAST DAY!!!!!!! UGH. =(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((( and that makes me real sad!! last day of cheerleading! why cant we have it like every week?? boohoo. cos it totally rocks! and im so gonna miss the gymnasium again la. BOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss the tumble track where we played and had fun. ALL THE WAY. fun fun fun. there were hard times, when we had to practice and practice but it all paid off. it all paid off! cos we still made it to the end, more bonded than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xin kai hugged me!!! =))))))) wheeeeeeee. haa. thanks for that huggie! she's actually quite nice lor =)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) glad i gotta know her better. =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERLEADING ROCKS MY SOCKS. and i REALLY wanna continue!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did long nu today. plus formation. me and hern doing shuang ren wu. aw man. dunno what to do.=(( okay. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and seriously. U ARE TOO MUCH. I mean. its like...ugh whatever. dun wanna get angry again. when im happy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111658504226556555?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111658504226556555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111658504226556555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111658504226556555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111658504226556555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/20-may-2005-friday-1831-h-boohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111650979408119480</id><published>2005-05-19T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T06:36:34.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 May 2005, Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2108 h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Life is as if ur on stage everyday, every minute, every second, every split second, whatever. the stage is YOURS. u're free to do anything. its YOUR turn to SHOW OFF. why be scared? there are billions of pple and millions of stages. we take turn to use it. dun always want to be the ONE AND ONLY one on stage. its time for u to show off but dun overdo it. give way to others. dun take control of the whole situation. =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i have nothing to say. anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111650979408119480?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111650979408119480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111650979408119480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111650979408119480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111650979408119480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/19-may-2005-thursday-2108-h-life-is-as.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111650649185032063</id><published>2005-05-19T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T05:41:31.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19 May 2005, Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2020 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;napfa totally sucked. incline pull up was like damn difficult?? ugh. but nvm. hope i can get gold. boohoo. hope i can. =( okay. forget about napfa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i just sustained a graze WITHOUT KNOWING -.-''' until my bro told me. haha. cos i was kicking, kicking. haha. then he was looking then he suddenly said "cheryl, your left leg is bleeding." then i went to look. and it really was. haha. AND I DIN FEEL A THING! until now...-.-''' its swollen. bleahhs. like mosquito bite. haha. lame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;CHEERLEADING ROCKS MY SOCKS!!! it totally rocks. haha. V-SIT ROCKS MAN. haha. v-sit extension damn fun. DOUBLE BASE EXTENSION NOT FUN! but i kinda miss double base. today i din do at all lor. bleahh. thigh liberty SUCKS. its like SO boring la.ugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;interior design was SLACK. haha. good thing i din fall asleep =)))) but i luv our landscape!!! but mdm lam stole it!!!! and its currently with her. boo. =( we cant have it back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;japanese gardens so rock la. they are pretty! pretty pretty pretty!!!! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OH YES. there was a group of gals at the eco pond today. HAHA. and their umbrellas dropped into the eco pond!! HAHA. like ALOT of times la. so sad. im always the one getting to see it. call bianca so many times she still nv come. tsk tsk. haha. budden later on, they kept the umbrellas indoors. haha. cos the wind was like super strong lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ahhh. today is thursday! hafta rush CME SIA and CL SIA!!! gonna faint of stress and pressure la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. i can go to the institution of the dunno wad liao. HAHA. okay lame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;poor cherie. she fell from the double base extension lor. =((((((((((((( Poor thing. boohoohoo. i will like SO TOTALLY FREAK OUT LA. dun worry cherie, YOU'RE GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;KERRI! must must must MUST MUST MUST!! MUST MUST!!! join cheerleading next term!! it rocks!! DAMN SUPER FUN LOR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. i got molested today. hahahahahahhahaahhaha. v-sit. HAHAHAHAHA.somemore EXTENSION la. hahaha. MOLEST!!! hahah. FEI LI AHH!!!! haha. jkjk. but it was disgusting. hahaha. SORRY JENZI! my butt keep hitting ur head. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BLEAHHS. im chatting and blogging when im supposed to do CL SIA!! naughty me! okay. i better hurry along!!! woohoo! off i go to do my CL SIA!! wish me luck! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111650649185032063?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111650649185032063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111650649185032063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111650649185032063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111650649185032063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/19-may-2005-thursday-2020-h-napfa.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111642251934554850</id><published>2005-05-18T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T06:44:42.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;18 May 2005, Wednesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2054 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh yea!! SHOULDER SIT ROCKS..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FLYERS ROCKS!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pei lih and jenzi are good supporters and bases. haha. IM THE FLYER! whee. but i lack guts and courage. BOOO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BOOYA! im not stressed anymore. sighh. dun feel like doing SIA. ="(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;double base IS SCARY LA. i dun dare to stand up and dismount. its totally scary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. i feel so good. i helped charis!! SAY THANK YOU! Hehe. =)))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. i felt it trickle down -.-''' okay. nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. just wad is the problem with YOU LA. cant stand it lor. nvm. i shant blow off my top. bleahhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shld start working on my SIA. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liang hui, u seem upset. dun be if u are okay?? luv ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES. IM A SLOW LEARNER -.-''''' I CATCH THINGS SLOW.. AHHHH. ="( MAKES ME SAD LOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111642251934554850?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111642251934554850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111642251934554850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111642251934554850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111642251934554850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/18-may-2005-wednesday-2054-h-oh-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111633693061591154</id><published>2005-05-17T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T06:35:30.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 May 2005, Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2131 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! im really stressed out. even charis asked me if i was on the phone la. UGH. fortunately there is no IPW meeting tml or i'll just DIE. here, right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sighh. im HOPELESS AND HELPLESS. im breaking down. and yes liang hui, i think i really am reaching the top point . AHHHHHHHHHH. im so gonna die soon la. and im only like sec 1? whats gonna happen when im like sec 4????? GRRRRRRRRRR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ahhh. we think too much. it's actually not a big deal at all but the more we think, the bigger it becomes. ITS NOT BIG. we make it big. thats why. BLEAHHs. kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ahhhhhhhh. where is jie when i need her????????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111633693061591154?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111633693061591154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111633693061591154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111633693061591154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111633693061591154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/17-may-2005-tuesday-2131-h.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111633271799868259</id><published>2005-05-17T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T06:09:43.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 May 2005, Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2127 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im sleepy, tired, exhausted, having a headache and stressed up. like TOTALLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dance was real tiring. REAL. i was like sleeping on the sofa when i was watching tv la. and my mom teased me -.-''' and i refused to go and blowdry my hair before i started to sleep. i was just too tired. i think i like closed my eyes for 10 minutes.before the show ended and i woke up at 8 SHARP. and i rushed up to do my homework. see im so guai =)))))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate SIAs. i mean. its like UGH. im rushing them now la. thats why im like so focused on hw nowadays. so dun ask me to go back to NYPS for this week cos im real busy. yes. ESP. EUGENA. control pls. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left my math content page in school la. its like WTH. am i forgetful or am i forgetful? BLEAHHS. im totally stressing myself out. i dun give a damn to MSN ANYMORE. i just wanna WORK WORK WORK. thats what on my mind all the time. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go do what u wanna do. i really dun have time to like care anymore. ahhhh. im so sorry. thats real mean. sorry but when im tired, i get real moody and stuff ya so. just bear with it for today. cos it wont last long, i HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO. WE DIN ASK SUN LAO SHI. ahhhhhhhh. okay whatever. i'll just do one author. i cant be bothered. im rushing against time, trying to beat it, with no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i refuse to sleep. I JUST REFUSE TO. so dun ask me to cos its of no use. cos i needa WORK WORK WORK. ahhhh. dammit. WORK is like the only thing stuffed in my brain. everything else is all crammed up behind my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun give a damn to anything else except WORK WORK WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really feel like sleeping. but NO. i must be strong and hold on there. HOLD ON. jie will be there for me. there'll be pple there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhh. i cant help but look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;sigh.. dun u think u were a bit harsh and hard on us today? its like we are only sec 1s. the reason for our slackiness is just as easy as this. how u teach us. seriously. the attitude. argh. maybe it really is just ur character and stuff or u're trying to push us to be better but it was really hard on on us. like someone just punched us in the nose and we are like bleeding badly from it. it really hurt la. i din think that bad of u at first but this really made me change my point of view.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*cheryll forever` &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111633271799868259?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111633271799868259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111633271799868259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111633271799868259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111633271799868259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/17-may-2005-tuesday-2127-h-im-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111625653165396170</id><published>2005-05-16T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T08:15:31.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 May 2005, Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2302 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. what crap. im spastic today. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yes. i had a mood swing. yepps. mood swing. but. for a particular reason. i dun get mood swings often for no particular reason unless for that day i just dun feel like looking at ur face. okay. that like mean. but i dunno why leh.i just get them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;booo. im bored.sarah misplaced my letter. haha. but nvm! im not angry =))))) hehe. i'll just wait anxiously. haha. for my dearest jie to pass me my letter =))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i thought i saw u today, and my heart skipped a beat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm. im laming myself off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cheerleading was boring, at first. stunts was kinda fun. im the FLYER! WHEEE. hehe. jenzi's a gd supporter =)))))))))))))))))) cos she's STRONG!! hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i got a SHOCK. when she suddenly lifted me up so high but it was fun. hehe. and it was real stable. yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;interior design and landscape was okay. just that she talked alot about colours and it was real boringlor. so me and bianca ended up laughing at eachother. or rather me... haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm... nothing much today. went to tampines library to look for books. and i SPENT on food. HAHA. so now im quite broke. cos my mom din give me money! for going our. GRRR. nvm. im nice. i wont ask her for money. hehe. =))) *angelic smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and eugena! faster go do ur Chinese SIA and CME SIA la! next wk then go back to nyps la u! dunno why u suddenly so anxious lor. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;he really resembled you. REALLY DID. was it really you? i dun think so..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111625653165396170?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111625653165396170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111625653165396170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111625653165396170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111625653165396170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/16-may-2005-monday-2302-h-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111605857816926495</id><published>2005-05-14T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T01:16:18.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14 May 2005, Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1440 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAH! neh-neh-nee-poo-poo bianca! =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dunno what to do with the Chinese SIA!! BOO.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eating fish and chips. YUM YUM YUM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i want MORE! MORE MORE MOREmore more more!!!!!!!!!!! haha. ketchup rocks. HAHA. yummyyyyyyy. okay. im a ketchup lover =)))))))) like eugena. ahha. or am i even worse? dunno. aha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i feel lame. and bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for tagging everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LIANG HUI. you are sooo dead. u are soooooooooooooooooo dead. thanks to welly. HAHAHAHA. u are like so dead. DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD . ur so gonna get teased by ME! whahahahha! i feel evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, spam! okay. im anti-spam. haha. doesnt matter cos im spamming my own post. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a whiner and spammer, stuff she doesnt like. but i dun care anymore. cant be bothered la. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARAH JIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GET WELL SOON!! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 i miss you!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo. bored. bianca's not enthu nor lame not hyper anymore.  BOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ger din reply my sms. BOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bianca. bought the ballet pouch. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOHOOO! im back with more fish. FISH YUM. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time li ang hui is so hardworking. LOOK. her surname is  LI. her name is ANG HUI. hahahhahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. charis is the brain. brainy! me, claudia, eugena are the pinkies. HAHA. mr. lim came up with it. haha. how lame. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,im one hardworking and diligent student. im gonna do my chinese SIA. shit. still have CME lor. DAMMIT. lets be HARDWORKING. UBER HARDWORKING. for the next 2 weeks. then, we can have a gd rest. ONE GOOD LONG REST. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111605857816926495?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111605857816926495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111605857816926495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111605857816926495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111605857816926495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/14-may-2005-saturday-1440-h-hahahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111599396542786368</id><published>2005-05-13T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T08:39:01.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;13 May 2005, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2216 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;booohoo. jie is in a bad mood. dun be okay? dun care about others. ur urself. and the real challenge is to be YOURSELF. yes. it aint easy. its never easy. but its not impossible. ignore whoever is pissing you off, as much as you can. and thats all i can tell you =))) so smile and be happy or i'll be sad =((( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my back hurts.... after 2.4. sucks. see. now im sad. boohoo! ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111599396542786368?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111599396542786368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111599396542786368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111599396542786368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111599396542786368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/13-may-2005-friday-2216-h-booohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111599134260201524</id><published>2005-05-13T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T06:35:42.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 May 2005, Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2106 h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;having a headache.but nvm. im like so used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;liang hui, i feel like slapping you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ahh. bleahh u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. talking to charis is FUN =)) and interesting =))) as in. hmm. she doesnt have anyone to talk to about a certain topic. hehe. so i dun mind lending a list. ear. =)) im nice! haha . ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, had 2.4 today. hmm. it was fine. im quite QUITE contented. QUITE. haha. but nvm. with dance, i'll improve overtime! yay. dance rocks. woohoo. breakdance rocks. haah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today, we practised long nu. yea. hmm. i practically forgot , or rather WE, wad naomi taught us on tues la. haha. bad bad bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SARAH jie, GET WELL SOON! luv ya. *muahh &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay. i gtg do my chinese sia! feel like dying man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh yes, yiyi, hope u liked our present!  =)))) HAPPY BIRTHDAY! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AHH. i forgot wad i wanted to SAY! ahhh. it always happens. BLEAHHS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OH YES. i had mood swing today, haha. i dunno why leh. haha. no particular reason. lala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;got our new dance leotard. haha. the shorts are like long? haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;okay. i cant stand it. THE BREAKDANCE ROCKED. it rocked the whole dance night la. plus LATIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-breakdance rocks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111599134260201524?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111599134260201524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111599134260201524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111599134260201524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111599134260201524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/13-may-2005-friday-2106-h-having.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111591421886425509</id><published>2005-05-12T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T09:10:18.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 May 2005,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0006 h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i think im a jinx to all computers. haha. i started using this com and it started hanging. i was unhappy with it and i started using my bro's one when he isnt in and it started hanging -.-'''' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, there was a dance night '05 at RJC today. the breakdance was like totally SUPERB. i was like 110% WOW-NESS. the lead dancer was super good la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;other than that, the spanish and latin were pretty good. hmm. ballet was fine. but not that engaging. but i still luv ballet! =))))) hehe. for the chinese comtemporary, i dare to say that NYCD is better =))) hehe. no offence to RJCians! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, it was overall good. yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and im like feeling slpy. YAWN. it has been a LONG DAY. yea. and i wanna slp. like now?? yea. soo BUAI BUAI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;short post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;-breakdance rocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111591421886425509?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111591421886425509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111591421886425509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111591421886425509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111591421886425509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/12-may-2005-thursday-0006-h-i-think-im.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111582476045329790</id><published>2005-05-11T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T08:19:20.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 May 2005, Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2306 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh man. i feel so bad. childish ignorant me. after i read ur post. im soo sorry. and yes, im always here to help you =))))))))) dun worry. but now, u just hafta start on ignoring them. dun u realise that u pay alot of attention to them? thats causing u to blow ur own top off. never let ur anger crawl over ur head okay? besides, u actually din need to bother about them. they will get their own desserts. okay? =)))))))))) so dun ROLL YOUR EYES. and get PISSED OFF. just like this -snap- its BAD. truly BAD. besides, i get real scared when ur angry la. its SUPER scary. haha. see. even im scared. this shows how scary u look. yea. so if u wanna be a pretty gal and get pretty things, dun be angry =)) u'll get wrinkles by frowning. HAHA. but yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but some things are really trivial like doodling on the board. u shldnt get angry over such stuff. ask urself. do u doodle on the board? i do too, sometimes, and i believe u have to. like writing those ilovejean stuff right? so u see. why did u get angry for? and if pple wanna talk, let them talk. we arent gonna get affected by them right? so dun. ignore them. i know it aint that easy cos we are born with this certain amount of curiousness but just try to ignore. cos its better that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;honestly, ur attitude today when doodling on the board was actually kinda atrocious. HONESTLY. thats how i feel la. sorry if i hurt u but yea. u really got into a rage. and i dun think that u shld. as in. u saw what i wrote up there right? ya. its just plain playfulness. like how everyone can be too. dun just get into a rage cos u see those doodling bu4 shuang3. its real bad. CONTROL. in fact, they can be real fun to be with at times u know. so u just hafta look at the bright side. u like spongebob dun u? so ya. u may argue back. anything. i dun mind. u have ur own reason for doing so. but make sure its logical. and think thoroughly through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the next time u blow ur top off again, think about it. was that amount of anger worth it? most of the time, it aint worth it. so, learn to not let it happen again. =))) for the time being, that's all i can say to u. the rest is up to u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;REMEMBER! DUN BLOW UR TOP OFF JUST LIDDAT! -snap- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-dedicated to my good fren=)))))) for eternity =))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111582476045329790?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111582476045329790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111582476045329790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111582476045329790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111582476045329790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/11-may-2005-wednesday-2306-h-oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12089046.post-111582295494267265</id><published>2005-05-11T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T07:49:14.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 May 2005, Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2224 h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WE GOT OPENING! okay. im still thinking of it. haha. OPENING!!! whooohoooo!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;did IT today. unfortunately, the school banned the web for dl the music so... the memoriesontv thing couldnt be done. as in. totally. ya. sad right. =((( -sob sob- *sniff sniff* haha. what crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but then poor bianca has to redo the whole thing!!!!!!!! OH MAN. thats like EVEN WORSE. bleahhs. she wasted like 1 and a half hours?? yea. THAT LONG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, im pretty happy with mine. cos of the pretty pics! haha. hmm. ego. anyway, im contented la. haha. the scanning took a real long time la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i felt so bad letting others wait for me. bleahhs. somemore bianca went " too bad la. you came first what." -.-''' its like. er... okay. very mean. yea, bianca, you mean piggie! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sarah whacked my butt again -.-'''' she likes to whack my butt. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im glad that there are no spammers on my tagboard =))))) hehe. lh's tagboard is unlucky! hahah. there was this person named "lalala" and he/she was impersonating wong jieh! HAHAHAHA. how lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and there was this "me" and he/she was super vulgar. yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm... today i went spastic. haha. to bianca and charis. HAHAHAHA. the opening news made me spastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;charis was like. "cheryl dun be spastic." but i carried on. oh well. -shrugs shoulders- i cant help it. HAHAHA. hmm. that was mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the advertising slogan thingy din go well at all.we din prepare, and we got everything mixed up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway, whatever. i cant be bothered by SUCH a.p pple anymore. its just a waste of my time. and i wont blow my top cos of that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tml we have the RJC dance concert. sheesh. havent finished my science ws. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;bianca's a total nagger. haha. i have learnt my lesson. i shld nv say the beginning and regret saying it. i shld NOT say anything at all. HAHA. =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gosh. she's so lame. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mr. lim was today too. SUPER LAME. he was like. pretending to limp and he was like. im lame. haha. cos he said something real stupid that made us laugh. HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AHHH. sabbaticals remind me of week 9 and week 9 reminds me of week 10. and both CME and Chinese SIA are due by THEN! ahhh. i better search for the author's stuff. and the stories are like 80 PAGES EACH LA! ahhh. i have nv liked reading. and now i hafta read?? IM GONNA FAINT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or even worse. DROP DEAD. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im REALLY gonna miss MUSIC LESSONS. i like mrs. ee. ahhhh. i just cant leave the past. to step into the future. AHHHHH. i dun want art! ahh. i dun wanna me mean or anything but i dunno why, i just dun like it. i am okay if i do it leisurely but no lesson thingy where i hafta pass up stuff. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OH NO!!! BOOHOO!! jie is sick!!! she has a fever! BOOHOO! she's not going to school tml and on friday! AHHH. GET WELL SOON OKAY?? MUST BE STRONG!! I see those muscles! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oh no. i realised that i havent been practising my guitar. guilty conscience. haha. ai ya. sat or fri then go and practise la. cant be bothered now. OH NO. the bad attitude is popping up. booo! im supposed to be hardworking and diligent la! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*cheryll forever`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;JIE GET WELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12089046-111582295494267265?l=ying--dance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/feeds/111582295494267265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12089046&amp;postID=111582295494267265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111582295494267265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12089046/posts/default/111582295494267265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ying--dance.blogspot.com/2005/05/11-may-2005-wednesday-2224-h-we-got.html' title=''/><author><name>--*ying                 *in luv with dance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17644846398778824066</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
