<?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-12169283</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:09:15.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-112036152985548633</id><published>2005-07-02T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T07:16:11.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh.hi. things are not going right now. sigh. change my links if u have linked me up.thank u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLICK&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dancinginfieldsofgold.blogspot.com"&gt;www.dancinginfieldsofgold.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-112036152985548633?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/112036152985548633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=112036152985548633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/112036152985548633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/112036152985548633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111995523431256980</id><published>2005-06-28T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T21:45:38.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school has started.It was good so far.managed to skip my 2.4run! :) i'll run next tues.i know mr roslan will not let me off if i say i wanna fail it. there's a change of classroom and i miss the old classroom.it has got this very nice smell that i'm addicted to and people thinks i'm weird cuz of that.Oh yes.our previous classroom is near the canteen so we can always sneak out to buy drinks and food,or just slip off and go to the canteen earlier.. no more of that now. still not really used to studying in the new classroom yet.Gt is kind of quiet and i talk a lot lesser in class now.haha.Gt and i talk like less than 10sentences a day?Jo and i can talk like a 1000 la.hahaha..we can tAlk non-stop throughout the whole day and always got scolded for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.sambal stingray this friday.Study session on Sat..and we'll be going canoeing on this sunday?That is the plan for this week and i hope nobody ruins it.. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to add.Waking up at 5.30am in the morning is really tiring.i just feel so much like sleeping for extra 10mins but u know,actually,10mins will just make u feel even more like continue sleeping..so yeah.thoughts of skipping school and waking up at 10 In the morning seems like a greater idea. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been some changes to p10..i just find it weird.the songs that they play are just =\ to put it bluntly,it's awful.Grace chua took over say it with music and whats the difference with letting jamie do it ? miss the morning madness show... well,i won't listening to p10 right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111995523431256980?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111995523431256980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111995523431256980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/school-has-started.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111962427240676949</id><published>2005-06-24T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T07:44:32.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School holidays are ending. it just flew by.didn't enjoy myself this "holiday". it's more like school days. one month of holiday = 2 weeks of school and piles of homework that it can kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:] Finally made my earrings! i like! haha. nothing much to add on. just feeling bored. i haven't gone to marche for my stingray yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111962427240676949?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111962427240676949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111962427240676949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/school-holidays-are-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111968242437781059</id><published>2005-06-23T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T03:30:02.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't stand it when i see tears in people's eyes. hei ren and xiao zhu from that show teared.haha. i like it when hei ren seems so protective,funny and serious at different times.haha. okay.that was random. got to go funan it mall to get back my CPU.oooh.and buy sweets.damn nice and only there got. so yea... bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111968242437781059?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111968242437781059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111968242437781059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-cant-stand-it-when-i-see-tears-in.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111919482104016471</id><published>2005-06-19T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T08:32:20.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss going out with Jo,addin and marcus. individually,they are people with different characters,but one thing for sure,there's just something in common between them.this connection.with them around,the most funny things happen.it feels really great to just go anywhere with the 3.jokes jokes and more jokes. addin's actions,whatever it is,be it suddenly raising his hand and go eh,can make us laugh already.hahaha.yup.it's not that we laugh at the slightest thing.daniel can do the exact same action and we'll just think he's trying to act funny.yup.There's just something different in the 3 of them that u don't get to see in the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although years flew by,i still miss those days with them.really fun.it's just so memorable.these wonderful memories will always be etched in my mind! haha. i want back those times so badly!&lt;br /&gt;All the small little actions may not mean so much at that point of time.those silly actions addin did,how marcus used to be sooo funny,going crazy over the slightest thing,and how jo does this and that like throwing stuff at people and all,may not seem to be that memorable nor something great at that point of time when it all happened..but right now,it means a great deal.just wonderful times,something that when u look back,u just smile and can't help but talk about it over and again without feeling bored at all,nor feel that it no longer means a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main highlights,best part,most hilarious :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The night walk through the mini forest.How stupid addin kept scaring us.The way marcus reacted to the poster he saw..and how jo's cousin bullied addin! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.some dare stuff we asked addin to do and he had to go to nazurah and touched her hair while she is sleeping.hahaha.i knew he was scared.she's damn fierce one ok.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.i was asked to do a catwalk to the OHP there and walk back.(but i walked normally la.) haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.addin asked us to throw stuff at joyce.set up some point system, like hit joyce's which part and get how many points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.how we fooled miss leow. and how addin tried to tell all of us the answer when we were supposed to guess. what Jolyna's tail.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.i was infront reading stuff and marcus and daniel went to check my bag and took out all the sweets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.how we throw sweet wrappers out the window and everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.how daniel used to stink, and he sang -if i were the famer's son..blah -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.that we were the most noisy bunch and our names appear like everyday in the class file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. THERE'S MORE TO ALL THESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo much more that i cant even recall. i just miss laughing so hard with the usual few.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ah for jelly belly.haha.. cant say who u are right now.later on then reveal. (: and that stuff la. u know what it is.. so touched.thank u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost train was just so  ? ? ? ? at the end of the whole show,we were going like -huh?how come it's this and that - it's just not worth that 9.50,or 7bucks . so just save it if u wanna watch that show. it's kind of scary.just kind of. not really. nothing great about that show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111919482104016471?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111919482104016471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111919482104016471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-miss-going-out-with-joaddin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111910352505750701</id><published>2005-06-18T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T07:13:41.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mom revealed a little more to my Grandma today and i'm really glad that things are extremely fine.No one freaked out or anything. it was just goood. (: Watching Ghost &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRAIN" target="_blank"&gt;train&lt;/a&gt; tomorrow! =P but im kindda broke.haha.going to 'cuz i'm only left with like 20bucks for the whole week.. hopefully i'll get some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the cute mickey mouse thing today.my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BROTHER" target="_blank"&gt;brother&lt;/a&gt; got the macaroni one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=DANIEL" target="_blank"&gt;daniel&lt;/a&gt; ong and &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=GRACE" target="_blank"&gt;grace&lt;/a&gt; chua makes a good couple!&lt;br /&gt;Morning Madness is entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;hope howard or shan gets in Eye for a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Jeffy is actually very nice.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna eat stingray...&lt;br /&gt;hope all of us can do the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BRACELET" target="_blank"&gt;bracelet&lt;/a&gt; soon.&lt;br /&gt;my uncle hasn't paid me the money for his cover,i think he forgot.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't uploaded the NEW &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PICTURES" target="_blank"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; yet.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go ponggol end again.chomps and go for midnight curry rice is not a bad idea too.&lt;br /&gt;-You're beautiful- song is really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111910352505750701?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111910352505750701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111910352505750701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-mom-revealed-little-more-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111902045714597209</id><published>2005-06-17T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T08:00:57.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets just say..today's absolutely &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! u have no idea how happy i was today.. all the laughter and all..it seems tooo familiar to me.it's just like yesterday when i laughed so hard,but actually,it wasn't.. whatever it is,i know that there'll be more fun days ahead! :) :) :) :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,we went to some toy shop and were looking at those fancy little stuff while wow-ing (i know there is no such words) away.hahaha.. was soo tempted to get it and yeah,discussed and we bought the beads.it was very nice!we'll go get the badge one next week!anyway,why there is no polly pocket in that shop!Jo,go get for me leh..america sure got!haha. so yeah,got all so excited.went to litieng's place to do...and here i'm,feeling all tired and just wanna sit down and not do anything,other than using the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup.the guy who was inside the bicycle shop was so strong la.macho.hahaha.he can carry 2 bikes at a time. wwwooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooh.&lt;br /&gt;good day.&lt;br /&gt;so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;please go and eat stingray with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111902045714597209?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111902045714597209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111902045714597209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/lets-just-say.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111889586763459511</id><published>2005-06-15T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T21:24:27.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothing much to add.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just bored.&lt;br /&gt;Bad day is such a wonderful song.&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not,&lt;br /&gt;it sounds even better when it's louder.&lt;br /&gt;i really think so.&lt;br /&gt;so go and on the volume right now and listen to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i called in to P10 today!&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;got kind of excited.&lt;br /&gt;sounded quiet and tired on air.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;no one heard my dedication though.&lt;br /&gt;i was going like -erm,haha,yeah-&lt;br /&gt;forgot to mention names like addin,marcus,veron,Lt and all.&lt;br /&gt;was just excited so i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;forgot to dedicate to the 2 djs too.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;gonna call again next time.&lt;br /&gt;roshilla said it was easy to call through in the morning and i didn't believe.&lt;br /&gt;now i believe her.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;daniel ong is humorous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EFAG 2 was a little disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;thought howard should wins.&lt;br /&gt;i guess he'll join Eye for a girl,not shan,seriously.&lt;br /&gt;he has made many girls go weak in their knees la.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;like how he is so humorous and fun to be with,giving her the fairytale book,recording video for her,giving her small little notes..&lt;br /&gt;many girls are really crazy over him,including Jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English lesson today was good.&lt;br /&gt;miss liew's in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,Litieng,&lt;br /&gt;i'll help u make a blog la..&lt;br /&gt;soon..&lt;br /&gt;oooook?&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;cramps.&lt;br /&gt;it's killing.&lt;br /&gt;hope cycling tomorrow will help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111889586763459511?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111889586763459511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111889586763459511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/nothing-much-to-add.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111872866214191117</id><published>2005-06-13T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T23:03:07.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! cycling on friday ok! hahaha. Weeeee! can't wait,really.. there's gonna be so much &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt; on that day.. neway,i uploaded a new song on my blog.so if u're here and didn't take note of it,refresh the page and do not click on entries or anything..just stay there and listen.if there's no song after waiting for few seconds,click on the small play button. really nice song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sentosa &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRIP" target="_blank"&gt;trip&lt;/a&gt; was ummm... okay.not too bad,but no sun.still,there's a lot of people there.i wanna go there soon to cannoe!i wanna get as dark as possible,like an indian!i don't mind.but best is of &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=COURSE" target="_blank"&gt;course&lt;/a&gt; get that sp guy's colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to add. i'm just bored. &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PICTURES" target="_blank"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; are up in friendster. there's a few more and more to come but i've got no idea which one to delete off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where is the moment we needed the most &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They tell me your blue skies fade to grey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They tell me your passion's gone away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You stand in the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=LINE" target="_blank"&gt;line&lt;/a&gt; just to hit a new low &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee you go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You tell me your life's been way off &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=LINE" target="_blank"&gt;line&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're falling to pieces everytime &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause you had a bad day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're taking one down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You say you don't know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You tell me don't lie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You had a bad day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=CAMERA" target="_blank"&gt;camera&lt;/a&gt; don't lie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You had a bad day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You had a bad day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well you need a blue sky &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOLIDAY" target="_blank"&gt;holiday&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say And I don't need no carryin' on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the brink &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the whole thing turns out wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You might not make it back and you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That you could be well oh that strong&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm not wrong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh you and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111872866214191117?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111872866214191117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111872866214191117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/yay-cycling-on-friday-ok-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111857543879011003</id><published>2005-06-12T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T04:26:43.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In just 2 short days,things have changed a lot.i'm shocked too.it's been filled with ups and downs and now,i'm feeling happy 'cuz of something.i can't reveal much or i'll get killed.things are not perfectly fine but it's okaaaay.these kindda things always happen and i'm tired of it..so just forget it.i'm not even going to try to make things work or what.Let things be as it is.i should not be the going trying so hard all the time!If jo is in sg,it's always better.i always can go really mad.now i'm more like to the quieter side.oook. i'm not that mean-as in hitting people or throwing &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; at them- when i'm with the others.hahhaa..Jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,today was great,except for going to pray and i wanted to faint 'cuz it was sooo stuffy and warm.&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FELT" target="_blank"&gt;felt&lt;/a&gt; like puking and fainting lah.so i left my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BROTHER" target="_blank"&gt;brother&lt;/a&gt; there and i went back &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME" target="_blank"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt; earlier.today,my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BROTHER" target="_blank"&gt;brother&lt;/a&gt;'s realllly nice.feel kindda touched.maybe i shouldn't scold him that much. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i forget...&lt;br /&gt;shuyuan,veron and i met denise keller,jamie and dan yesterday.they were awesome lah.denise's very gorgeous and witty.she's just who every girls wish to be..no? anyway,she looks good in person and on &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TV" target="_blank"&gt;tv&lt;/a&gt;...there's no such &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; as looking good on &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TV" target="_blank"&gt;tv&lt;/a&gt;,but don't look as good in real life.if u're pretty,u're pretty.yup.Won some &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FREE" target="_blank"&gt;free&lt;/a&gt; goodies and it was kind of nice.. some singtel guy was very helpful.but u know,when he approched us,i thought he wanted us to sign some lines with a thousand &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FREE" target="_blank"&gt;free&lt;/a&gt; sms every month.so i kept saying no.realised that it's not sign some lines or what later.he was eager to help us with answers,then he gave a heart &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=KEYCHAIN" target="_blank"&gt;keychain&lt;/a&gt; cuz veron asked if i could get one,even helped us to ask dan and jamie for a pic..if not for him,i think we'd have to wait for really looonnng! hmm.chased denise and had a short chat with her. veron likes that utt's &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=CRYSTAL" target="_blank"&gt;crystal&lt;/a&gt; green eyes when denise talked about.oook.if jo is reading this,i bet she is thinking of utt too. mortein lah you.... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.there's something to make me happy and not that glad for yesterday and today.i hope next week's better. it will be! i still wanna have sambal stingray but i haven't got to eat it yet..and &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=MAC" target="_blank"&gt;mac&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=APPLE" target="_blank"&gt;apple&lt;/a&gt; pie.. sooon.i'll make sure they go in my stomach before next sunday comes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111857543879011003?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111857543879011003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111857543879011003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/in-just-2-short-daysthings-have.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111841724603763880</id><published>2005-06-10T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T08:31:56.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It happened earlier than i expected.it wasn't planned.happened suddenly when my Grandma overheard the rest(auntie,uncle,mom and me). She started asking and u know,we're all not good at hiding all these.so what is supposed to be said next fri was out today.hmm.it was really way better than i expect it to be. feeling great actually.but u know,when they were saying out everything,i was seriously scared.my cousin and i were looking at each other.i bet she's worried.haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can see that my uncle is actually not so tensed now.i feel kindda happier and well,&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=LIGHT" target="_blank"&gt;light&lt;/a&gt;!ok.i know i'm damn &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=LIGHT" target="_blank"&gt;light&lt;/a&gt; already..haha.now everything's slightly better and i'm grateful for all these.i expected everything to be really bad with people crying and lots of huh,oh my.. kindda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go out tomorrow. (: wonder where is Jo ! didn't see her &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=ONLINE" target="_blank"&gt;online&lt;/a&gt;.anyway,if u're reading this, did u miss sambal kangkung? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you god,for making everything turn out very fine.&lt;br /&gt;The prayers were answered.&lt;br /&gt;so real.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111841724603763880?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111841724603763880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111841724603763880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-happened-earlier-than-i-expected.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111824285256263328</id><published>2005-06-08T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T08:11:14.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Next fri.Next fri.Next fri.Next fri.Next fri. -chants non-stop-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the matter to be over soon,but i do not have the courage to face it also.how contradictive right.it's not like i can help it anyway. -Roooolll eyes -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EFAG was totally great and exciting!i can't wait for next wednesday episode!And I did not miss even one episode throughout the whole EFAG.. (: i think denise will choose wolfgang.howard is sweet.The book howard gave to denise was just WOW! i like! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically,the day started off bad all because i woke up late and had to rush to meet my cousin. went to town later and did some &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SHOPPING" target="_blank"&gt;shopping&lt;/a&gt;.managed to get that shirt but it's not in black colour.My cousin bought lots of cute erasers..i &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FELT" target="_blank"&gt;felt&lt;/a&gt; like such a kid when i was helping her to choose.I remember how i'd bring my uncle and grandad to all these shops and keep looking and choosing non-stop,can't decide which one is nicer,and whether to choose between pink or purple!haha.I used to think that blue was for guys. haha.used to get those very nice &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=NOTEBOOKS" target="_blank"&gt;notebooks&lt;/a&gt; with very beautiful &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=DESIGNS" target="_blank"&gt;designs&lt;/a&gt;,cute pencils and erasers and all!By the way,i remembered hiding one very nice diary somewhere in that &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SHOP" target="_blank"&gt;shop&lt;/a&gt;.hahaha.hopefully,none of them finds out. i'll get it one of these days.soooon.Saw Jianwei later on. haha.he was with his... gf ? or was it mom or sis.. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,i'm in a bad mood now again after reading &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt;.An hour ago i was still fine.&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TALK" target="_blank"&gt;Talk&lt;/a&gt; about happy &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; first. zinc called me from australia!!!! I was surprised!very excited!haha.. i was thinking who called me..since it was private number..then i got her sms.realised she wasted 2 bucks cuz i didn't pick up..got to pick up the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PHONE" target="_blank"&gt;phone&lt;/a&gt; later and we chatted for a short while.still better than nothing! : ) she has got that nice &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=ACCENT" target="_blank"&gt;accent&lt;/a&gt; lah.hahaha.some changes ah... =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.Then came &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=ONLINE" target="_blank"&gt;online&lt;/a&gt;.realised some stupid ass went to follow whatever i have written.yuck.feeling irritated.if jo's here in sg,i'd have told her every &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SINGLE" target="_blank"&gt;single&lt;/a&gt; thing that irritates me.THAT GIRL.u think she's cute.she thinks she is cute too.aaaahhhem.don't hollywood lah.hahaha.Miss liew taught us that right? kkk's right la.haha.. for once i'm agreeing with whatever kkk said.wait. how come we call him kkk ah? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah.whatever la.i'm going to just IGNORE all these. -ROLL EYES-&lt;br /&gt;If u think i'm talking about u,the one who happens to irritate me when i'm in a bad mood,and you happen to be reading this,then gooood. Please go and die right NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a post similar to something i posted in friendster,with extra details here. OoO.I'm going to eat stingray on Friday! Wooooooo! stingray and baked rice is a must have in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111824285256263328?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111824285256263328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111824285256263328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/next-fri.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111815751665697060</id><published>2005-06-07T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T08:18:36.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm.today was kind of interesting.went to pray with my mom and brother.The others who saw me were rather surprised 'cuz they know that usually,i don't turn up for such events.hahaha.Okay.sat down later and one guy gave a very interesting talk.For once,i didn't rush my mom to go back home 'cuz i felt bored.That talk was just wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked around and then i realised that no one wears what i wore earlier.hahaha.They were all wearing long skirts with long sleeve shirt.then tadddaah,i saw this girl wearing the almost same kind of design with me,but in green colour.got to know her later on..find her somehow familiar.hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.That's all for today.i think i wanna go for such talks again.Think there's one this upcoming sunday.my mom's going to cook sharkfin soup that day.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;D e l i c i o u s&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/12169283-111815751665697060?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111815751665697060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111815751665697060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111811201030530179</id><published>2005-06-06T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T19:40:10.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been really busy these few days. Yesterday,we went for the o level seminar.It was kind of fun but it's nothing really that special.didn't learn much.basically,miss liew already covered those stuff that Mr bird and Anthony green said.it's just that those 2 guys were a little more detailed.. yup.something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Random-&lt;br /&gt;-shan was on air last night..i thought it was going to be something like really wooooww,but it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm going to have my baked rice later with my brother.i must have it at least once a week!-&lt;br /&gt;-I have been going to town these few days.&lt;br /&gt;-i want to watch the movie -cursed- but they all watched it already. (guess i'll have to find other people to watch with me )&lt;br /&gt;-I saved 20bucks! you know right,i don't save money.&lt;br /&gt;-i haven't eaten that taka's hotdog yet.by the way,the malay lady there has got a lousy attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats about it! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111811201030530179?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111811201030530179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111811201030530179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/have-been-really-busy-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111797602421357212</id><published>2005-06-05T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T05:58:09.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just reached &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME" target="_blank"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my grandad to come out of the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BATHROOM" target="_blank"&gt;bathroom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Went for this vegetarian buffet today.&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of nice.&lt;br /&gt;Met many people.&lt;br /&gt;They were damn friendly and it scAres me.&lt;br /&gt;one even bowed to me and said good morning.&lt;br /&gt;I had no choice but to bow back.&lt;br /&gt;In my mind,&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking something like "Huh.. eeeerrr.. oh okay.i better bow back "&lt;br /&gt;they're toooo polite.&lt;br /&gt;My brother and i kept laughing lah.haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ate taka's curry puff today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to eat the hotdogs tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;or no.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe eat in Long Johns tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;So there's a o level seminar or something.&lt;br /&gt;It starts at 8.30am and it's located at somerset.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta wake up at like 6.30am.&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;Shuyuan and i bought this very nice necklance.&lt;br /&gt;it is so cheap.&lt;br /&gt;the other shops &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SELL" target="_blank"&gt;sell&lt;/a&gt; it at 16plus when we got it for like 7bucks.&lt;br /&gt;yes,the exact one.&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently deciding if i should get that Miss Sixty top.&lt;br /&gt;it is nice but eh..&lt;br /&gt;i think i should try it on with white skirts to see if it matches.&lt;br /&gt;if metro has it,&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll get it since Gt can help me get 20percent discount.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kind of broke and frustrated since the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;problem is still yet to be unsolved.&lt;br /&gt;still upset and worried over it.&lt;br /&gt;in 2 weeks time,&lt;br /&gt;it'll be over.&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile,&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to pray everyday.&lt;br /&gt;praying helps a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111797602421357212?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111797602421357212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111797602421357212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-reached-home.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111789633467601396</id><published>2005-06-04T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T07:45:34.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okays.so some stuff will be happening soon.frankly,i'm afraid.i do not know how to handle it.These rough times will be over soon,i know. but when is soon?a month?half a year?when?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the veeerryyy least,i know that no one remains stuck at a point(sad one,particularly),forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111789633467601396?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111789633467601396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111789633467601396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/okays.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111778594265792005</id><published>2005-06-03T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T01:05:42.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back home!usually go home around 6-7pm this week.anyway,we went to get those usual stuff needed 'cuz we want to go sentosa.i don't think i'll get a nice colour,but i'm going to try.Movies next sat?it's not fixed yet and i hope they make it on saturday.Yup.By the way,i met songwei and Jefri yesterday.Kind of awkward talking with  song wei.Then i realised that he's &lt;strong&gt;still &lt;/strong&gt;wearing the friendship band the four of us had!haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem practical was fun as usual.Physics one is hard.Alrite.i'm just bored so i updated this. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111778594265792005?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111778594265792005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111778594265792005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-back-homeusually-go-home-around-6.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111771868988363301</id><published>2005-06-02T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T07:14:40.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whey hi! (: Okay.I was feeling damn pissed and bored,but after chatting with Jo,i'm just feeling damn excited la!haha. Hey Jo!If u're reading this,things will not change!haha.we'll still be those very crazy ones around.i can just go on and on,screaming and laughing away like mad with u la!disturb people,tease them and all.damn &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,i don't wanna &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=WATCH" target="_blank"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STAR" target="_blank"&gt;star wars&lt;/a&gt; la.it's boring!haha. channel 8,9pm show is very funny.That show and Efag is a must &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=WATCH" target="_blank"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt;! (: bYe! Oh yea!Go watch the Channel u,10pm show!Ding shanben is sooo hot la!I want him to be my bf! hahaha.Look at the way he treats tian lan,like how great! Ahhh. im going crazy again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111771868988363301?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111771868988363301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111771868988363301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/06/whey-hi-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111754029088888920</id><published>2005-05-31T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:51:30.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/de%20042.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/de%20042.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mIss my crazy best friend lots&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111754029088888920?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111754029088888920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111754029088888920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111754029088888920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111754029088888920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/miss-my-crazy-best-friend-lots.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111754018082818168</id><published>2005-05-31T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:49:40.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/friends.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/friends.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111754018082818168?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111754018082818168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111754018082818168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111754018082818168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111754018082818168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_111754018082818168.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111754012813518050</id><published>2005-05-31T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:48:48.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/dddddd.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/dddddd.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating the bread Jo made for us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111754012813518050?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111754012813518050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111754012813518050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111754012813518050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111754012813518050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/eating-bread-jo-made-for-us.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111754007041280315</id><published>2005-05-31T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:47:52.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/sssssssssssss1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/sssssssssssss.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zinc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111754007041280315?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111754007041280315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111754007041280315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111754007041280315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111754007041280315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/zinc.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111754001038989206</id><published>2005-05-31T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:46:50.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/friendsssss.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/friendsssss.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111754001038989206?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111754001038989206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111754001038989206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111754001038989206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111754001038989206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_111754001038989206.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753981724728214</id><published>2005-05-31T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:43:37.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/de%20065.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/de%20065.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yishen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753981724728214?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753981724728214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753981724728214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753981724728214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753981724728214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/yishen.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753967961025005</id><published>2005-05-31T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:41:19.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/de%20024.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/de%20024.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2 who left &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753967961025005?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753967961025005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753967961025005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753967961025005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753967961025005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/2-who-left.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753960549007748</id><published>2005-05-31T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:40:05.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/de%20022.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; 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margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/aaasss.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last yr Prom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753866418794480?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753866418794480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753866418794480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753866418794480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753866418794480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/last-yr-prom.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753859963732306</id><published>2005-05-31T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:23:19.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/Jo%20031.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/Jo%20031.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before she leaves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753859963732306?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753859963732306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753859963732306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753859963732306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753859963732306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/before-she-leaves.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753856715180396</id><published>2005-05-31T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:22:47.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/Jo%20021.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/Jo%20021.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753856715180396?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753856715180396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753856715180396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753856715180396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753856715180396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753848425216299</id><published>2005-05-31T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:21:24.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/Jo%20018.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/Jo%20018.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753848425216299?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753848425216299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753848425216299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753848425216299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753848425216299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/us.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753778319782717</id><published>2005-05-31T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:09:43.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/ppppq.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/ppppq.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jo and I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753778319782717?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753778319782717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753778319782717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753778319782717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753778319782717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/jo-and-i_31.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753767838212266</id><published>2005-05-31T04:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:07:58.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/f44628bb.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/f44628bb.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere near esplanade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753767838212266?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753767838212266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753767838212266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753767838212266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753767838212266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/somewhere-near-esplanade.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753763453247701</id><published>2005-05-31T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:07:14.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/fr.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/fr.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In dnt class&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753763453247701?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753763453247701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753763453247701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753763453247701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753763453247701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/in-dnt-class.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753754169709412</id><published>2005-05-31T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:05:41.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/f438500e.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/f438500e.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuyuan and I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753754169709412?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753754169709412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753754169709412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753754169709412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753754169709412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/shuyuan-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753749566786742</id><published>2005-05-31T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:04:55.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/f4384fa5.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/f4384fa5.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best pals&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753749566786742?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753749566786742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753749566786742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753749566786742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753749566786742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/best-pals.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753741379021716</id><published>2005-05-31T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:03:33.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/wqa.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/wqa.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753741379021716?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753741379021716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753741379021716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753741379021716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753741379021716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/group.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753737401584726</id><published>2005-05-31T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:02:54.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/opwqq.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/opwqq.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo and I (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753737401584726?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753737401584726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753737401584726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753737401584726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753737401584726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/jo-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111753727965552097</id><published>2005-05-31T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T04:01:19.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/640/dark3.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/168/2801/400/dark.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and shan wee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111753727965552097?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111753727965552097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111753727965552097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753727965552097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111753727965552097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/me-and-shan-wee.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111744123288498462</id><published>2005-05-30T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T08:11:45.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The song shan wrote for denise.How awfully sweet of him to play his guitar and then sing this to her...haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't know, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one tender touch, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was all it takes to lift my heart today.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one look from you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was all I need to get lost, wonderfully lost&lt;br /&gt;Did you know, when our eyes meet, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish that no one else could know this feeling&lt;br /&gt;These days, I don't &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=WATCH" target="_blank"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt; MTV for the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=MUSIC" target="_blank"&gt;music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I'm here for YOU, let me prove it&lt;br /&gt;And when I hold your &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HAND" target="_blank"&gt;hand&lt;/a&gt; I wish that no one else could ever know&lt;br /&gt;How it feels, to be near you.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;From howard to shan,with a little girl invovled &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Little Girl: Howard, there was this scary long man sitting with Denise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Howard: Really? What did he look like?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Little Girl: A long piece of taffy with a face of a seal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Howard: Oh, that's Shan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally over. YAY! (: (: (: Just hope that i don't have to retake again! Like well,10 marks gone already 'cuz my compre was done badly.nevermind.hahaha.i know the rest had problems with either one of the papers and all.. Lt had some marks gone here and there..so u know,almost all of us had some minor/major problems..except for sp,the smart girl. guess she's gonna get A1.even if she didn't, she got a A2! i won't even retake if i get a2! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. so glad that it's finally over!! I think we're going to sentosa!next week or something.hahaha.i want that poly guy's &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SKIN" target="_blank"&gt;skin&lt;/a&gt; colour lah!like woooooaah.seriously beautiful.Then eh.gonna go suntec's &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FOUNTAIN" target="_blank"&gt;fountain&lt;/a&gt; or something. &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;Fun&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only all these shit &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; ain't going on in my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FAMILY" target="_blank"&gt;family&lt;/a&gt;.then i'd have been very happy and content with whatever &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt;. siiighhh. guess there's more to come.everything's just the beginning and i can't take it any longer. how lousy. if only i could be of some help. u know,just sitting there,feeling your heart beating damn fast at that moment and totally not knowing what to do,sucks a lot. hate this feeling,really.haven't &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FELT" target="_blank"&gt;felt&lt;/a&gt; this in a long while and now it's acting up again. shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah. No point going on and on,but yeah.. i'm at a big loss,not knowing what to do.Just feel so helpless. still,i hope that i can see some changes.gonna pray hard. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;If &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;miracles&lt;/span&gt; do not exist,then where does the word -&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Miracle&lt;/span&gt;- comes from?&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111744123288498462?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111744123288498462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111744123288498462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/song-shan-wrote-for-denise.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111734773422281061</id><published>2005-05-28T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T23:23:28.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh.damn nice.raining now.i hope it rains tomorrow!If not,i hope there's a &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FAN" target="_blank"&gt;fan&lt;/a&gt; near me so i don't feel warm.Ahh. chinese chinese chinese. it's killing me.so many words to learn. hope the si han will be easy. i can't do gong han at all.never even try once before and doing it for o level chi is far too risky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had some nice dreams last night.Grandma woke me up and asked me why i laughed when i was sleeping.hahaha.dreamt of Jo and i la.we were asking sakinah to play that ross roy song for us using her saxophone.then she said she forgot how to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way,shan got eliminated and i think it's a real pity. Shan and denise looks great together.he sang song for her la!!how sweeettt. i was calling roshilla and going like ehhhhhh... then she just said who cares. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to singapore food expo yesterday. thumbs down. very horrible. nothing much in there. everyone was pushing and all.. someone even used &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TOOTHPICKS" target="_blank"&gt;toothpicks&lt;/a&gt; to poke my granny 'cuz she stood there for a long time.. hahaha. she was complaining and then she decided to be smart by not throwing the toothpick she had in her &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HAND" target="_blank"&gt;hand&lt;/a&gt;.so she,too,started poking people who were pushing and all.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... gotta study. i don't think i wanna &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=WATCH" target="_blank"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt; madagascar anymore,but i still want the toy when u &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BUY" target="_blank"&gt;buy&lt;/a&gt; the popcorn and drinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111734773422281061?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111734773422281061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111734773422281061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111718126008627027</id><published>2005-05-27T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T01:07:40.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!Chinese o level on Monday!so near!haha.gotta go study soon. Miss Jo la!now don't have the chance to like call out to joyce or whoever in those low voice or hit people with ties,tap people and then turn away.hmm.scold mr soh,buy whatever food like roti prata with curry back to class and eat,litter on the ground,talk non-stop with each other,throw stuff at people,disturb hwee kee all! hahaha.she acts like she's innocent and then i'll always start to laugh.so in the end,people starts to think it's me. so crazy. really fun. feeling nostalgic,so decided to just add an entry over here. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111718126008627027?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111718126008627027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111718126008627027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/hellochinese-o-level-on-mondayso.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111701860433976116</id><published>2005-05-25T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T04:26:51.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooooh.i wanna &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=WATCH" target="_blank"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt; the madagascar movie!Eh.Monster-in-law too!! soon right?it seems nice!Anyway,i'm skipping &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SCHOOL" target="_blank"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt; tomorrow and fri,i think.hahaha.staying at &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME" target="_blank"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt; to study is better.i don't wanna waste my time going to &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SCHOOL" target="_blank"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt; and then do nothing during dnt lessons.Eh.sp got like 11 points for her sa1?WOW!hahaha.if only i'm just half as smart as her. went over to shuyuan's &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOUSE" target="_blank"&gt;house&lt;/a&gt; just now.her &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BROTHER" target="_blank"&gt;brother&lt;/a&gt; looks like tian jie. well well well,i'm feeling kind of weird right now.hoping so much that things will get better.okay.i'm not feeling down..but u know,i'd feel way happier if things are perfectly fine. all the IF ONLY(S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lt and all plan to go sp to eat baked rice lah.hahaha.wah.now i think of that sp guy.better get all these thoughts out of my mind!haha.. gotta bathe.then study chinese. :"D eye for a guy tonight!!must watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOY: I saw her today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIRL: I saw him today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOY: It seems like its been forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIRL: I wonder if he still cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOY: She looks better than before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIRL: I couldn't stop staring at him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOY: I asked her how things were going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIRL: I asked about his new girlfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOY: I'd choose her over any girl im with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIRL: He's probablly really happy right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOY: I couldnt look at her without starting to cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIRL: He couldnt even look at me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOY: I told her I miss her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIRL: He doesnt mean it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOY: I meant it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIRL: He didnt mean it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOY: I love her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIRL: He loves his new girlfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOY: I held her for the last time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIRL: He gave me a friendly hug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOY: Then I went &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME" target="_blank"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt; and cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIRL: Then I went &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME" target="_blank"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt; and cried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOY: I lost her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIRL: I still love him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111701860433976116?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111701860433976116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111701860433976116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/oooooh.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111690637592760018</id><published>2005-05-23T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T20:46:15.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bbblaaahhh. no steamboat 'cuz marcus was sick.i hope he doesn't recover 'cuz he doesn't wanna write back a testi for me. hahaha. Jk.so no steamboat?nevermind.Veron,shuyuan and i went out.went to taka and ate damn nice curry puffs.came back to heartland.went to some blocks near heartland.sat on the swings and talked. so yup. i wanna go wild wild wet again! go and look at those lifeguards.hahaha.they all look so very tanned and wwwooowww.hahaha.Oh.we decided to eat at that don't know what stalL.the food looks extremely good and we are all planning to eat there soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.ok.im just bored so i added an entry here.Gotta go study those chinese words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111690637592760018?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111690637592760018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111690637592760018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/bbblaaahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111676156228238580</id><published>2005-05-22T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T04:32:42.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah.still here. didn't go for the steamboat thing,but we're all going tomorrow! :D Uncle Koh just left my house and he went out with my Grandad to get dinner for us. i feel so blessed . I shouldn't be so demanding at times,keep wanting everything to be done my way.haha.Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's so nice to me and i feel like a child again.okay.yesterday,i went to pray.met this guy who looked soo good.extremely good.he was holding a book and chanting.then i saw him yawn while chanting.ahem. we went to the food section later and he walked past me!hahaha.i turned and realized he walked past. (: thought he wore a black tee with the word "prince" behind but actually it's "police" .Told my dad and brother about it.was looking and i think he sort of knew.hahaha.I wanted to use my cam phone to take a pic of him la,but my uncle lah!He took sooo much kueys and put it in my bag 'cuz he didn't wanna hold it. That guy's cute.hahaha. forget it.I think 2 weeks later i'll forget all about it .this kindda look-at-someone-then-go-crazy-thing doesn't last long for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.saw this damn nice stuff that can hang on phones.didn't wanna get it but when i went over to aljunied,i think i want it.told my uncle and then just now,he wanted to bring me there.how nice.from hougang to bishan is not that near.plus if we were to go,we need to take like 2 buses.. and cab fares cost like 8bucks plus?so i didn't go though he insisted on bringing me there.haha.my grandad also wanted to. aiyah. what nice people. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah.early morning ,we went to pray again.met regina there.she didn't see me though.hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for tonight's ru hua show and the steamboat tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111676156228238580?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111676156228238580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111676156228238580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111665521917568909</id><published>2005-05-20T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T23:01:31.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's so much food for me to eat!woooah.but im now having a slight headache.had 1mango,and now there's durian,mangosteen(MY FAV!),porridge,mango &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=CAKES" target="_blank"&gt;cakes&lt;/a&gt;,cookies and cream ice-cream. damn a lot. hahahah. how good.hope my headache goes away. oh.My uncle woke me up yesterday from my nap 'cuz he bought otah for me and wanted me to eat it while it's hot.how nice.hahaha.Guess there'll be steamboat tomorrow! foooood is gooood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111665521917568909?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111665521917568909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111665521917568909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/theres-so-much-food-for-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111657221284070818</id><published>2005-05-19T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T23:56:52.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uh huh.i wanna go for steamboat at marina leh!i hope they are going!this weekend will be a busy one since i need to go and pray.i can still remember last year i went to the a temple and got 2 mini red books for marcus and jo.It is believed that the small mini book is good..will bless the people keeping it.so now i wonder if it's still with those two.bet they don't even know where is it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr soh was very nice today.he wanted to get us stuff from shanghai. so nice. hahaha.slept in school.this week's good.no lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited my friendster profile.sounded like sort of cold. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your long weekends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111657221284070818?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111657221284070818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111657221284070818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/uh-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111632367691610784</id><published>2005-05-17T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T02:54:36.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh yeah.That day when we were at ponggol end,i got a sms and then to my surprise,it contains something like welcome to malaysia..blah.My singtel logo was gone and it's replaced by some other strange words that seems kindda like some malay words?haha.Ponggol end= malaysia. Anyway,they're thinking of going to marina bay for steamboat but i guess it's not gonna be successful.i wish it'll be.steamboat's nice.u know,those live prawns and crabs.woooah.delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lt changed her phone yesterday to some nokia 3230.it's very nice but it'also works almost the same way as nokia 7610.I want that samsung t500!i know la..it's damn old.it was out like in year 2002...regret not getting that phone when i was asked to.how dumb.like i was asked to buy it by my uncle..and stupid me kept rejecting and said nokia 7250's better.i want a red phone now..or that anna sui one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In school,mr chia's extremely nice today.. in a good mood or something.Did nothing much in school.kind of boring.tomorrow's gonna be worse.maybe we should skip school tomorrow.haha.&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/12169283-111632367691610784?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111632367691610784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111632367691610784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/eh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111617109911862348</id><published>2005-05-15T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T08:31:39.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all! :D Today's fabulous!Met roshilla,veron,marcus and Jian wei.Marcus's late so he's supposed to buy the madagascar movie package!That lion's so cute lah...alex or something right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way there was pretty boring 'cuz everyone was doing their own stuff.i just couldn't sit still.Then went to get tickets for house of wax.nearly got the 0215pm one but at the end we got the later one at 4plus 'cuz i wanted to go for the perfect10 dare show. .shan's not there anyway.neeeveerrmind!Veron and roshilla kept going like awwww... it's okay.who says i wanna see him?hahahaha.then we had lunch.Veron and i couldn't finish up the food and the rest said lots of stuff.haha.the fish tasted weird.it does,but those guys don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House of wax is pretty nice la.veron freaked out,roshilla too.haha.i turned away when there were those gross parts.Jian wei seemed scared but he insisted that he wasn't.Took the train back.didn't wanna go home so early..so we asked the others to go somewhere.roshilla left first cuz she needs to pray.after discussing for sooo long,we decided to alight at punggol and then head to ponggol end.haha.didn't expect all of us to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sooo warm over there!After walking,my heels got sooo dirty.sat on those rocks with the other 3 and talked.kindda fun.i like!marcus sang some song.it sounded.... weird.hahaha.they stood on some rocks and then looked so style.continued talking..marcus kept saying there's jellyfish.there's not even one!haha.Jian wei just behaved normally.Veron was quiet at first.haha. walked to the other side later on.sat there and those 2 guys began building this "volcano" .. veron and i drew a heart to surround them and it's damn funny la.the way they act.oh.and we had our handprints on the "volcano"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm feeling really tired.i wish that today's a saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random stuff&lt;br /&gt;Veron's green jacket is very nice.&lt;br /&gt;Marcus and jian wei's known as the stubborn partners.&lt;br /&gt;i wish jo's in sg cuz i wanna see her reaction when she sees those gross parts.haha.&lt;br /&gt;Today's fun but tiring.&lt;br /&gt;There'll be intensive chinese lessons tomorrow..for the rest of the week actually.&lt;br /&gt;early dismissal for tomorrow though.&lt;br /&gt;will be taking back results.. oh NO.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;sleep is the most important of all.&lt;br /&gt;guess my class people feel that this  SA is not important probably 'cuz of what miss liew had said.&lt;br /&gt;something that goes like  -it's just sa,don't take it too seriously or be damn upset- then do well for prelims .&lt;br /&gt;mrs teo will have to see almost the whole class's parents because almost all of us did badly.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111617109911862348?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111617109911862348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111617109911862348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/hey-all-d-todays-fabulousmet.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111606532486483320</id><published>2005-05-14T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T03:08:44.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Flag day's boring.Roshilla was the only one carrying the tin walking around and asking for donations. I bought Otah just now but those stupid aunties gave me burnt ones..shouldn't have asked for the hotter otah.... so yeah,i'm wondering if i should take 87 to get otah for later in the night.I miss Jo la.otah= her favourite. things are good over here but it's never gonna be the same when 2 people's missing,namely Jo and zinc.now when o level draws nearer,i just wish i'm going to somewhere too..just somewhere.know new people and lead a whole new different life.wonder how is it like to leave,those feelings.then again,maybe i should just stop dreaming since there's only.. oooonnlllyyy few more months to go. by then, who knows what might happen.. i may just turn into a skeleton. oh,that rhymes ah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111606532486483320?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111606532486483320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111606532486483320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/flag-days-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111596433071810835</id><published>2005-05-13T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T23:06:19.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling sooo happy right now!haha.Haven't &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FELT" target="_blank"&gt;felt&lt;/a&gt; this for sucha long long time.Oookays.so we decided on going to movies this coming sun with veron,shuyuan perhaps,jianwei and marco!haha.I'm not going to place tooo high hopes on it first till i get a really confirmed answer.I don't wanna end up feeling disappointed.oh.and i'm going to see shan. shan shan shan. oh..&amp;amp; he replied my message ok!hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch was &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt; today.results were bad.no big deal.Everyone did badly,not only me.was a little disappointed with ss results.source based questions were hard and it pulled me down really badly.Mrs shirley goh's in sucha gooood mood today.we didn't have any geo lessons actually.all of us just sat down and talked,laughed.she's gonna get us something from sydney.so nice of her right.. haha.for once, i saw the crazy side of mrs goh.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to add on.Just want sunday to come 'cuz i wanna go out.&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FLAG" target="_blank"&gt;Flag&lt;/a&gt; day tomorrow. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Friday the 13th.&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/12169283-111596433071810835?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111596433071810835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111596433071810835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-feeling-sooo-happy-right-nowhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111587130210962293</id><published>2005-05-12T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T21:15:02.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gave sch a miss today.Met hudah on the way back to my grandma's place.Now i'm so bored but it's better than going to school,paying attention in class.Feel like getting a new phone again.haha.I know that if my family members know..they'll be going like,oh no.. not again. =] if only my birthday's round the corner.haha.then u know,i can just say straight that i want a phone and they may just chip in some money so that i have enough.i remember that last year jo wanted to ask people to give her money to pay some for my phone.how nice right!haha.Okay.that was last year.i don't even think this year is a good year,let alone have a good birthday.wwwaaiit.My birthday's not even here yet.. still like 7months away. bye! i hope i pick up a phone on the way to sch or something!then i can sell it,get the money and new phone,i'm here to take u home from singtelshop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111587130210962293?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111587130210962293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111587130210962293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/gave-sch-miss-today.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111580101989686971</id><published>2005-05-11T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T01:44:42.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Main Points&lt;br /&gt;-Saw Njw and his friend today on the bus.hahaha. so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;-dnt &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PAPER" target="_blank"&gt;paper&lt;/a&gt; was bad.only managed to sleep for around half and hour 'cuz i wasn't really that tired.&lt;br /&gt;-wanted to catch &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOUSE" target="_blank"&gt;house&lt;/a&gt; of wax but didn't have the chance to 'cuz it was a little to late&lt;br /&gt;-Saw my cousin and he knows keith.yes,that keith..&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=MELISSA" target="_blank"&gt;melissa&lt;/a&gt;'s ex! hahaha. so i told him how's u and her..?he gave me those kindda Huh look.&lt;br /&gt;-so i think the world is small but now i think it's not so small 'cuz i haven't find that info com guy.&lt;br /&gt;-had lunch in swensens&lt;br /&gt;-there's this guy who is very cute and is working there but quitting this friday to prepare for &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SCHOOL" target="_blank"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-he doesn't understand what i'm talking.hahaha.I asked him like you work here per hour is how much and his reply was,your order is blah blah blah &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=CHICKEN" target="_blank"&gt;chicken&lt;/a&gt; and baked rice.Then like when someone told him &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt;,he couldn't understand too and even asked us what the person is talking about.&lt;br /&gt;-he's very gentle too.has braces on &amp;amp;very nice complexion.&lt;br /&gt;-Sp finally commented that someone is handsome.hahah.sp leh!&lt;br /&gt;-don't feel like going to &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SCHOOL" target="_blank"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt; tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;-am feeling bored.&lt;br /&gt;-craving for ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;There's eye for a guy tonight!It's something that i can look forward to!I like!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111580101989686971?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111580101989686971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111580101989686971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/main-points-saw-njw-and-his-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111570712351286517</id><published>2005-05-10T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T23:52:24.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HelLo.Today seems weird.all of us went to &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SCHOOL" target="_blank"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt; at 10plus for the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PAPER" target="_blank"&gt;paper&lt;/a&gt; and the others were already dismissed. One more &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PAPER" target="_blank"&gt;paper&lt;/a&gt; to go and that is it.dnt &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PAPER" target="_blank"&gt;paper&lt;/a&gt;..2and a half hours.i can complete that &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PAPER" target="_blank"&gt;paper&lt;/a&gt; within an hour.oh.and 2weeks plus to chi o level?die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i saw Mino yesterday.hahaha.Not that amino guy jo and i used to disturb.He's that norman's friend.He sorta like stared and i pretended that i didn't see.we got up the same bus and thank god he didn't come up to &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TALK" target="_blank"&gt;talk&lt;/a&gt; to me even though he was standing right behind me.i just don't have anything to say to him.haha.in fact,i find him freaky. =&lt;br /&gt;That [all about you] song is stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's all about &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's all about you baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's all about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's all about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, you asked me something I thought you knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I told you with a smile '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's all about you'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then you whispered in my ear and you told me to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say 'If you make my life worthwhile, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's all about you'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I would answer all you're wishes, if you asked me to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But if you deny me one of your kisses, don't know what I'd do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So hold me close and say three words, like you used to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dancing on the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=KITCHEN" target="_blank"&gt;kitchen&lt;/a&gt; tiles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; it's all about you.Yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111570712351286517?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111570712351286517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111570712351286517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111552462957820448</id><published>2005-05-07T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T08:34:13.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edit]Okay.Just wanted to add &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; here.&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SCHOOL" target="_blank"&gt;School&lt;/a&gt; is starting tomorrow.a brand new week and i'm sort of feeling confused.I doubt i want next week to arrive. =\ I hope everything goes well.God,can't u see that i need your help?can you,or can't you?can u like prove something?Make some good changes?Okay.I saw some improvement today and i'm glad.there's just a &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=VOICE" target="_blank"&gt;voice&lt;/a&gt; telling me that..hey,there's more negative &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; to come.I hope i'm just being paranoid..but yet at the same time,i tried to weigh the problems and yessss..most likely,some negative &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; should/will happen. so god,i seriously need you 2 help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Disappointment sets in time and again.U're unpredictable.it's not me doubting,but your actions simply show tooo much.I guess i shouldn't even try so hard - [/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shan wee shan wee shan wee. Marcus thinks he is a lot better than shan that shan doesn't deserve to be mentioned in front of him. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway,i admire my Mom so much.i feel like i worry soo much when there's no point for me to.i'm not even involved in whatever &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; and yet i feel so terrible,confused and bad right now.My mom's taking it easy and she's strong.sssiiggghhh.so now everything's very great.Things are getting better each day but neither of them know that something's about to be exposed soon.next week or the next will be nerve wrecking. I just don't want to see my grandma feeling upset or whatever..I've prayed,did whatever i can,and now the rest's all up to god.If you're &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRUE" target="_blank"&gt;true&lt;/a&gt;,you exist,PROVE to me you're for REAL.let me BELIEVE in you..HELP us through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Maybe we both knew.M a y b e. it could just be an illusion.i need you to tell me -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111552462957820448?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111552462957820448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111552462957820448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/editokay.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111537680178168543</id><published>2005-05-06T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T03:54:17.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okays.&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SCHOOL" target="_blank"&gt;School&lt;/a&gt; ended early today.Had baked rice in pizza hut.It's way nicer than the one i ate the previous time.So yeah.Must get used to life without Jo.haha.sorta like..i must learn not to fool around so much and &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TALK" target="_blank"&gt;talk&lt;/a&gt; so much rubbish..get down to studying instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been very packed with &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt;.I didn't study much and surprisingly,i'm not guilty.Maybe it's because it's just mid years.hahaha.I think i'll start to feel the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=GUILT" target="_blank"&gt;guilt&lt;/a&gt; when the exams &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PAPER" target="_blank"&gt;paper&lt;/a&gt; are returned back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; have been happening in my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FAMILY" target="_blank"&gt;family&lt;/a&gt;.I don't know what is going on.All i know is that they'll only tell me few days later 'cuz they're afraid i might just leak it out.I can't wait for that few days later.Can't wait to know what it is..something negative i know,but i still wanna find out everything.Shhhiiit.I'm really scared. *crosses fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just hope that everything is fine.I don't wanna be in shock after hearing what nots.I need a break,a long one please.m4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111537680178168543?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111537680178168543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111537680178168543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/okays.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111527634925954958</id><published>2005-05-05T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T23:59:09.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah.Forgot that on that day we went to marche,Jo and i went in the wrong washroom.hahaha.Thank god that no guys were in there.The cleaner came out of the washroom so we thought aiyah..of course it's the right one.so without looking at the board or whatever,we just held our can drinks and went in.Those cleaners outside were like eh.. then said something..so we realised that we're in the wrong one.damn hilarious la at that time.It's like the 2nd time we went in the wrong one already.Once was at serangoon stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now i've got so much to say to Jo.I've already got stuff to complain to her.hahaha.Addin sent me a sms last night asking if i was Ok. so nice of him.ooh.he told me today that i cried as though i * . haha.Better not say.so embarrassing lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can picture how Jo's reply will like if she hears what we're talking..or whatever.i can simply imagine..You know,her usual laughter..and all the scolding at people..hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;your bitter goodbye is ringing through this quiet night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;this idle hour just wont pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i never missed you this much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;never thought i would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;didnt think you'd feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111527634925954958?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111527634925954958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111527634925954958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-yeah_05.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111520493093516375</id><published>2005-05-04T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T04:08:50.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jo's on the plane now..maybe reading the book i gave her,or looking at whatever magazines.I hope she's safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,i'm upset.Siiigh.U know,this was the exact same feeling i felt when zinc's leaving.I felt 10times worse now.So yup.Meet all of them at terminal 2.Took pictures as usual.Laughed and chatted.Was feeling really hyper and good.Talked to marcus and he was being stupid.haha.I was saying that shan studied law and was in a good us university..so he went like yeah,then said in those proud manner..that he's....from &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahaha.Addin finally came.the pictures's nice and gt's photograpy skill is damn lousy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo had to go in and my tears just flow.It was really sad.I was the first to cry and cried even more when i couldn't go to the viewing mall.i feel like sucha crybaby now..but well,i guess it's okaaay.Those people like veron sure felt weird 'cuz they've never seen me cry till like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Thanks to all the people who gave me tissues or pat me on my back or shoulders.i feel so touched.Joked with roshilla all later.i know they're trying really hard to cheer me up.I did that carrie's chong "No lah" thing..and we laughed really loudly in burger king..those poor people studying there sure hate us a lot.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now,yes..i'm smiling..but i'm feeling sad at the same time.i wanna fly over asap to see Jo,to feel how is it like over there.I hope the ichigo bliss i bought for her is currently in her stomach now,not melted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-You know i'll miss you so,my best friend-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111520493093516375?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111520493093516375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111520493093516375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/jos-on-plane-now.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111513180068272249</id><published>2005-05-03T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T08:00:23.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so different today. The day started well and as expected,it was a busy day.Right after the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PAPER" target="_blank"&gt;paper&lt;/a&gt;,i met Jo and we all went out.She went to change her &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BAG" target="_blank"&gt;bag&lt;/a&gt; and now her new volcom &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=BAG" target="_blank"&gt;bag&lt;/a&gt; is really nice.I like!We ate in marche and u know,i'll miss her company.really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Marcus over the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PHONE" target="_blank"&gt;phone&lt;/a&gt; just now and he's really fussy.haha.Still say me.To be fair,all guys and women are funny lah.He wasted 40-50mins of my precious time.So stupid.I hope he bothers to get something for Jo tomorrow...oh.hope addin makes a &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRIP" target="_blank"&gt;trip&lt;/a&gt; to tm to get something nice/meaningful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so emotional.Sigh.I can feel it.I'm sure shuyuan,roshilla..hakin's all kindda feeling the same way too.i'm scared.I don't want tomorrow to come.I dare not believe that my life's not gonna be so &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt; and great as before.you know,i'm just so used to going around and talking rubbish together with Jo.Sigh.You'll never get what i mean anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just done with everything.Burned 2 cds for Jo,finish up the book for her and settle &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; with people.feel so tiring but it's all worth it.That untitled song is making me sad.It's making me feel sooo down..but i still wanna listen to it.sigh.i don't know whats going wrong.Maybe if jo doesn't go,i'll feel good.didn't even study for chinese &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PAPER" target="_blank"&gt;paper&lt;/a&gt; tomorrow.Sure gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Jo if i ever made u feel bad..or feel negative in any way.I shouldn't have pick or start a quarrel with u over darren.He's not at all worth it.I come to realise that guys come in second,friends first.and yes,those attitude i have showed u for the past few years.u had to endure it all..endure all my rubbish and whatever stupid things i ask and all.Hope that life treats u good over there.I'm here for u 24/7...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful to meet a friend like you and those wonderful memories will be remembered/cherished,u rotten kangkung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;='(&lt;br /&gt;+Ko leh cai+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111513180068272249?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111513180068272249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111513180068272249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-feel-so-different-today.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111495788245242153</id><published>2005-05-01T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T07:31:22.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright.My day went perfectly well.What a fun sunday![= Basically,i went out with those usual fun people and then went for the dare show perfect10 organised.It's sooo hilarious.Shan from Eye from a guy was there.He looks soooo hot..Plus he studied law.woooah.hahaha.I think he looks really good with denise keller.Okay.So we didn't take up those dare stuff but well,jo did! haha.Guess i'm going to join them next week?okay.It depends on roshilla all..like if they're going and stuff.That boxing item was funny...Hakin,must do it if there's a chance ok?haha.50bucks for you if u did!OoO.i took a picture with shan.He's soo tall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with zinc and i miss her soo much.I haven't talk to her for so long.used to remember that she'll pick up the phone and go like -hey hi!- =D she owes me my brownie and yeah,i'll get her kueys when she's over here in sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeeeaaaah. I'm feeling happy and all..i can't wait to see those pics we took at the esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;So there's school on tues.oh wait.correction.There's physics paper on tues.The good thing about it is that we'll have early dismissal...and the bad thing is... i haven't even studied a bit yet. +]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111495788245242153?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111495788245242153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111495788245242153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/05/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111487139237967560</id><published>2005-04-30T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T07:29:52.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The dawn is breaking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=LIGHT" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shining through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're barely waking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; tangled&lt;/span&gt; up in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah I'm open, you're &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where I follow, you'll go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I worry I won't see your face &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=LIGHT" target="_blank"&gt;Light&lt;/a&gt; up again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even the best fall down &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even the wrong words seem to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out of the &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;doubt &lt;/span&gt;that fills my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I somehow find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You and I collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm quiet you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You make a first impression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've found I'm &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;scared &lt;/span&gt;to know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm always on your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; fall down sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STARS" target="_blank"&gt;stars&lt;/a&gt; refuse to shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out of the back you fall &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I somehow find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You and I collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even the wrong words seem to &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out of the doubt that fills &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You finally find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You and I collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You finally find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You and I collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You finally find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You and I collide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111487139237967560?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111487139237967560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111487139237967560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/04/dawn-is-breakinga-light-shining.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111478281817408193</id><published>2005-04-29T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T03:58:32.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Make this ride as fast as I can&lt;br /&gt;Tonight this road &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt; feels a little longer&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know that you were my &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; friend.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I said &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but I should have said &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks for the best time of my life,Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;, now that you're &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally realized That you were the&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; best&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Come &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;, I &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;won't forget&lt;/span&gt; the times that we had&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing that you weren't a part of my &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;past&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Emptiness&lt;/span&gt; swallows this town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;From now on I will be alone for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; remember my &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;name&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that I will hear from you &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;soon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for everything&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Come &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;, now that you're gone&lt;br /&gt;I've finally realizedThat you were the &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Come &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;, I &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;won't forget&lt;/span&gt; the times that we had.&lt;br /&gt;So please &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; be a part of my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man!Today's sooo &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;! [: You know,i seriously wonder how life will be like without jolyna.something'll be missing..just u know,with her around,i can always do many &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt;..from disturbing strangers to saying whatever rude shit funny &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; and be sooo myself!she's just someone whom i can do basically every little &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SINGLE" target="_blank"&gt;single&lt;/a&gt; stupid and &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; with. =[ You'll never know how i'm feeling exactly because one,you're not me.. and secondly,u don't know me well..so by saying all these out to,typing this out is actually of no use at all..but it's not like i can help it.oook..i know this sounds weird,so forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup!Met Lt and the rest today.Pasta Mania's so not nice !The rice made me wanna puke lah.sooo cheesy.Pizza hut's one is so much better.then we saw sylvester sim.he looks like a vampire.hahaha.today we were supposed to play tennis but we didn't play.it's okay.this always happen and i'm trying to get used to this life of mine that i will be leading soon,this whole new life.I know my life will be screwed later on without Jo.Okay.Met Jo later on.hahaha.had lots of &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt; lah.took like so many neoprints.i'll post it soon in friendster if i have the time.Jo &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=ROCKS" target="_blank"&gt;rocks&lt;/a&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mrt &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRAIN" target="_blank"&gt;train&lt;/a&gt;,it's so embarrassing lah but i can't stop laughing.there's this guy who was opposite us.he's gay or something lah.the way he acts and speaks.hahahah.jo,sp and i were laughing but tried to control.then there's another girl who was speaking so gentle on the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PHONE" target="_blank"&gt;phone&lt;/a&gt;.so yeah,i took out my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PHONE" target="_blank"&gt;phone&lt;/a&gt; and started &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TALK" target="_blank"&gt;talk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=ING" target="_blank"&gt;ing&lt;/a&gt; like oh-so-gentle and jo took out her &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PHONE" target="_blank"&gt;phone&lt;/a&gt; and pretended to &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TALK" target="_blank"&gt;talk&lt;/a&gt; to me.we tried to act.hahaha.by then,we were laughing like mad people and some guy behind asked if i had an asthma attack.Behind i went out of the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRAIN" target="_blank"&gt;train&lt;/a&gt;,i asked jo to take care in some gentle tone and then yeah...we all started laughing again la.couldn't stop and everyone was loooooooking.hahaha.People in the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRAIN" target="_blank"&gt;train&lt;/a&gt; stared.Jo sent me an sms later that some people in the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TRAIN" target="_blank"&gt;train&lt;/a&gt; asked her if i was crying or laughing..and some laughed along.maaaadddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a crazy day.There's no one else to go crazy with except jo.You get what i mean,don't u?&lt;br /&gt;OoOooKay.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Maths test was damn hard but i don't care.I'm gonna enjoy myself this few days before Jo goes off.On thursday,i'd have swollen eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111478281817408193?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111478281817408193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111478281817408193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/04/make-this-ride-as-fast-as-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111468020962049761</id><published>2005-04-28T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T07:11:39.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything has been great.Shuyuan has uploaded all the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=PICTURES" target="_blank"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; but i've got no time to edit and post it here.Today is jolyna's last day in &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SCHOOL" target="_blank"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt;. =[ A large number of people have been very nice today.in conclusion,today is a fantastic day.If only jo doesn't need to leave... so yup,i gotta so called "restart" my life again because i'm going to mix with different people and then get used to leading a life without some rotten kangkung who has been my friend for 4years plus,helping me out,providing me with answers to almost everything and constantly reminding me of what i should/should not do. it seems like everything good will come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\\ something's missing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111468020962049761?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111468020962049761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111468020962049761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/04/everything-has-been-great.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111451819780019584</id><published>2005-04-26T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T05:23:17.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;shuyuan!!&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just took a bath.School went on pretty fine except that we all got scolded because we reached the parade ground late.well,there's people even later than us anyway.it's pretty unfair that we were the ones who got yelled at for being soo late despite being reminded.They probably don't dare to scold the others.Now..i don't think 5a2's t h a t great anymore.it won't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand,i didn't take the 2.4km run.hahaha.I wore shoes to school today but i brought slippers too.changed into slippers during pe lessons since my toe's swollen still. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In d&amp;t class,all of us took pictures since it's shuyuan's birthday.her digital cam's sooo stylish.haha.I like that buddha pose la.haha.I'm gonna put it up once shuyuan uploaded it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.Off to have my dinner!oooh yes.thanks liting for lending me 20bucks first because i didn't bring enough cash with me!=D We'll have macAroni for breakfast in class tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111451819780019584?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111451819780019584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111451819780019584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-birthday-to-my-father-and_26.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111434643393430831</id><published>2005-04-24T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T05:47:47.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't wait for this coming friday to come!It's gonna be a &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt; day!After maths and social studies exam,we're gonna go cycling and then play tennis later on!Seems like all the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=FUN" target="_blank"&gt;fun&lt;/a&gt;'s starting when mid year exams are soo near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the usual people today.shopped and later on,i went to meet jo.She wants soo much &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt;!hahaha.she says she can't decide what she wants.i think she wants everything!!It all adds up to 200+ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah.actually,i have a whole lot to say.now,i think i'd better not because i'm not in a very good mood.i feel like my Grandad has changed but sometimes,i feel like he has not.i know it doesn't really makes sense...but if u were to put yourself in my &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SHOES" target="_blank"&gt;shoes&lt;/a&gt;,u'd know what i'm talking about exactly.well,no matter what,no matter how angry/sad/happy i'm at the end of the day,i know that i can't afford to lose my grandad nor anyone in the family because they've been a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it,why can't i just have a day that is perfect?it's like something/somebody has to spoil it.if all of us have a great day or week,very soon,something unpleasant will happen...what the hell is wrong?!?!?!I feel like i have some &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SERIOUS" target="_blank"&gt;serious&lt;/a&gt; mood &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SWINGS" target="_blank"&gt;swings&lt;/a&gt; these few days.like i'm not feeling right.something is amiss but i can't find out what is that "something".Shhhiiiitttt.I just feel like giving up everything,forget about it all,don't care about every &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=STUFF" target="_blank"&gt;stuff&lt;/a&gt; and just be selfish,lead my own life and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i feel like the life i'm leading sucks totally,i always got reminded that i'm one of the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=LUCKY" target="_blank"&gt;lucky&lt;/a&gt; ones compared to those people that are paralysed and all.BUT..when i feel that i'm one of the few who is happy all the time,something unpleasant has to happen to make me feel like shit.so how am i supposed to feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//and i hope i'm just being paranoid about all these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111434643393430831?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111434643393430831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111434643393430831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-cant-wait-for-this-coming-friday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111416531208319864</id><published>2005-04-22T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T07:12:51.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oooooohweeeee!Just got back &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=HOME" target="_blank"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt; not too long ago.&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SCHOOL" target="_blank"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt;'s great as usual.Mrs teo bought &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=CHOCOLATES" target="_blank"&gt;chocolates&lt;/a&gt; for us because she said tooo much "alright".The rest of the class counted how many "alright" she used during maths lessons.[: oh.I was supposed to stay back today but decided not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,i feel so weird..really.it's funny that &lt;strong&gt;many&lt;/strong&gt; people see me as the one who has got no worries at all..someone who is happy everyday because i laugh,scream and &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=TALK" target="_blank"&gt;talk&lt;/a&gt; so much. (: Haha.Like well,by expressing all the sadness doesn't make u feel any better right?There's so much i'm going through now but i don't intend to tell,and partly cuz i don't know how to.I just wish i had never come across it.Impossible and it's something that cannot be avoided,i know. sometimes,all of us will still wish,despite knowing the outcome might not be of any difference.i hope all of it can just go off.right now,things have been much better and i'm glad.Going to &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/search/search.php?qq=SCHOOL" target="_blank"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt; has really made me a happier person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During maths,Jo drew this funny,so called "card" for me.hahaha.she's so full of rubbish lah!What SR! Seriously,i can't imagine life without her.I'll be like damn quiet lah.ssshhhiiit.The day is drawing nearer. =\ I'll miss my stupid rotten crazy rotten kangkung!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111416531208319864?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111416531208319864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111416531208319864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/04/oooooohweeeeejust-got-back-home-not.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111399223859961964</id><published>2005-04-20T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T03:19:31.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh!Please go and get tennis rackets with me! [: I know it's damn cheap and all of us don't think it can last.haha.well,we'll use that first.wait till we can play properly before getting a good one.The promotion is until tomorrow only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole week's full.I need to have more time.&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening:Go out with my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow:Get tennis racket and then go off to pray.&lt;br /&gt;Friday:stay in school till 4pm for maths.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:Go for some big family gathering in the evening. [I don't want to see my cousins!]&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:Meet jo to go get many many stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed up.I have no time to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111399223859961964?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111399223859961964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111399223859961964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/04/ehplease-go-and-get-tennis-rackets.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111388851884920465</id><published>2005-04-18T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T00:06:19.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2weeks more to go.Yup.Jo's gonna leave.One less person for me to talk to.=/ i can always tell her stuff.haha..Like what i think of that conductor,or how great the sp guy looks..to how much i agree and disagree with certain people,or how much i dislike/like certain stuff.basically,it is everything.Not to forget that she's my partner to laugh with and go crazy with.hahaha.After she leaves,there'll be no one to go with me to eat good food la. =] oh..and we intend to go out with addin darling,marcus and danial.Guess it's not going to be successful.she sure feels a little disappointed,so am i.forget it.addin's very nice.he said that even if we didn't go out,he'll still come to the aiport on that very day..and all of us can go walk around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave school a miss today.Jo and i didn't want to run. (: See.She's the only one who will skip all these with me.oh.during pe lessons,when we have to run outside the school,i can always be sure that there'll always be someone who is as lazy as me.so as usual,while everyone runs,jo and i'll walk throughout the 2-3 rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guy from HDB came over to my place to check the windows and all..so he said we must pay a fine of 300bucks.Crazy.i think he's mad..seriously.he sat on the chair and shook his legs so hard that his body was shaking too,then smiled to himself!?! he was being so fussy also la.stupid guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oook.Enough about all these.I'm off to read my geo text.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111388851884920465?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111388851884920465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111388851884920465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111388851884920465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111388851884920465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/04/2weeks-more-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-12169283.post-111357762195249965</id><published>2005-04-15T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T03:05:26.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy International Friendship day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: My class people are all very nice.The whole class recieved some goodies from rosanne and her gang.hahaha.they were counting how many of us said thank you to them.Oh yes.we all hate that rude,sissy malay prefect.He thinks he is sooo great.Show some respect for the seniors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school,we went for lunch.It was not too bad but it's definitely not worth 20bucks.we had difficulty finishing up all the food we took.In order not to be charged for food wastage,we put many mushrooms in Lt's chocolate drink,tried to put as much food as possible in those empty bowls,then we stacked them up neatly with some almost empty plates on top.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.Bye!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111357762195249965?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111357762195249965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111357762195249965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/04/happy-international-friendship-day-my.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12169283.post-111347503702635509</id><published>2005-04-14T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T03:06:06.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello all!School's fun today.. (: After school,we went over to Singapore Conference Hall to support our band for syf.Catholic high is really awesome.They got a G* (: oh.Darren sim,the band conductor of loyang sec school,looks good.haha.Anyway,our school got bronze.Didn't meet the school's expectation but they really improved a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow,we'll all be going for either lunch or dinner at sakura.i can't wait to eat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12169283-111347503702635509?l=dancethenightaway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/feeds/111347503702635509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12169283&amp;postID=111347503702635509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111347503702635509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12169283/posts/default/111347503702635509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dancethenightaway.blogspot.com/2005/04/hello-allschools-fun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>aaaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12724284002772415707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
